Wednesday, 19 January 2011

A whloe lot of nonsense


To see a dead tree in your dream, indicates that your hopes and desires have been dashed. Alternatively, the dead tree represents infertility or a lack of virility.

To dream that you are buying earrings, represents your desire for acceptance and affection.

To see an old man in your dream represents wisdom or forgiveness.

*I was sitting at home watching an episode of Rugrats (the children's cartoon), which I have seen many times before. The doorbell rang and I decided to ignore it. After continuous knocking on the door, I decided to answer it after all. As I approached, Jasper (my dog) ran towards the door along with 2 other puppies who looked identical to my previous dog Smudge (who sadly passed away in 2010). I scooped up Jasper into my arms and answered the door, but only opening it an inch as the dog was struggling. There was an old man who I didn't know there and I assumed he was from a charity or something, but he opened the door and walked straight through into our living room. I followed him through and felt very awkward/uncomfortable as I wasn't sure who he was or why he felt so at home. All of a sudden the old man was my Grandad and I was talking to him about how he had got to our house, to which he informed me he had walked (from Broadstairs!).
Next thing I knew, I was in Upminster highstreet shopping, alone. I was looking in an old horrid looking jewellery shop for an earring for my Tragus piercing (section of the ear). Most of the items they had were extremely dirty, rusty and old. I finally found what I was looking for but the boy who worked in the shop informed me they were unable to put it in for me, so I had to leave it in the end anyway. As I was leaving the shop, I noticed there were lots of pictures from Amy from a TV show I watch called 'The Only Way is Essex' hanging round the walls. I was informed this was her parent's shop. I then started to walk home when I received a text message from Ben saying "I don't think this is working anymore. It might be time to call it an end". Feeling wretched upon receiving the bad news I needed to sit down, so pulled out a camping chair and sat on the pavement, whilst drinking a can of Coke Zero. Some guy who I recognised from my Junior School approached me. He was wearing a binman's uniform, as that was his full time job now. We got talking and it became apparent he did not remember me and when I asked him his name it turned out he was not the person I thought and his name was Ethan. We chatted for a bit and he kept asking me to go to the pub with him for a drink. I told him I couldn't as I had a boyfriend and he said "Yes, but he wants to break up with you". When I asked him how he knew this information, he showed me a t-shirt he had bought with the text Ben had sent me across it. I was very upset and then I started to smoke (despite having given up months ago). Ethan kept following me down the road and I tried to get rid of him. When I turned to look at him he had my nasal spray I use everyday in his hand and when I took it back he had used it all.
Then, I was in my grandad's bungalow in Broadstairs and I was on the phone to Ben to talk to him about the text message he had sent me. I walked to the back of the bungalow, facing the garden. He was very drunk on the other end of the phone and I was getting very upset and angry by it. He told me that he had just been made permanent in his position at work and was drinking to celebrate. Whilst we were chatting on the phone the trees at the end of my grandad's garden were all dead and sinister looking and started coming to life and moving towards me menacingly.

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