Thursday, August 5, 2010

La Nouche's Dream Journal-Chp 48


· I remember being at home

· It looked almost like my home in BDC back then

· I remember arguing something to my mom

· Then I was taking a dump in the toilet

· The door lock on the knob was broken so I couldn't lock the door

· My mom came in wanting to take a shower and I exclaimed for her to get out

· She told me something about don't flush, or was it don't clean after I'm done, but she said it too late and I was already done and washing myself instead of wiping with tissue

· Then we bickered again over that, dunno why

· Then I found out we were expecting guests and I soon found myself in a restaurant

· While waiting for our guests to arrive, we chatted up with some ppl we knew next to our table

· We were, oddly enough, talking about condoms and sex and all that

· Then the guests arrived and we ate, them joining us to chat with the ppl at the next table

· Then I found myself staring and playing with boxes

· Inside were collectible items that looked like MJ stuff

· Soon I was on some sort of mini-stage holding all my collectibles and a crowd was there for no particular reason and an auctioneer was on stage

· He was telling about my MJ collectibles and I hugged the stuff existing the stage, saying they're not for sale

· Then I found myself back at one of my old home

· The bus never came to pick me up so my mom grudgingly gave me a ride, warning me to remind the bus driver and she threatened to give him a piece of her mind

· In truth, I never called them to pick me up (seemingly it's my new school term or something) because I lost their number and haven't been in contact with them since

· We were picking ppl up who were hitching a ride and my mom's face got more and more sour as she went

· We squeezed in the car and I saw my high school classmate and let her sit on my lap

· I secretly whispered to her ear if she still had the bus driver's nnumber and she gave it to me

· I quickly key in the number to my cell phone (dunno why the number had so many zeroes on it)

· Someone sitting beside me was being nosy and asking me questions, almost giving away my secret but my friend told him not to be such a busybody

· My friend asked if there were any chance of stopping for a bathroom break but my mom said no

· Then dunno why, the car we were in became a bus

· We stopped by among rival buses and saw someone that looked like the bus driver

· I prayed, hoping it's not so that my secret won't be blown

· Luckily it wasn't, and some of the drivers from other buses came over and said hi, carrying beer bottles

· Then the kids at the back were being rowdy and my mom subdued them by using velcro clips to snag them onto some sort of netting at the back

· There was a cat that got snagged along and it somehow morphed into something weird and creepy

· In fact, my mom (who looked a little less like my mom and more like someone else) came towards the boys laughing maniacally

· One of the boys got free and aimed a blade at her chest

· My mom laughed and taunted him, daring him to do it

· He did and she turned into something skeletal with her chest ribcage opened while the cat seemed to crap out a bloody intestine or something

· Then a new bus driver came looking like a black man dressed in a Santa suit to take over

· He was shocked to see the boys suddenly turned into Vikings

· Then the scenario changed and I found myself using water colour to paint a comic sequence of Kim Possible

· I tried to get black colour, but I keep squeezing greenish sludge before getting the black in the bottom

· Dunno why, I was squeezing the green sludge into my lunch of chicken pieces I was supposed to be eating

· Then we finally tried getting black by mixing all colours together, but the colours were so thick that I can't mix them all at once

· Dunno why but whil I was mixing, a music singing the words "Overflowing" was in the background

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