The Nightmare

Nightmares. The last nighmare that truly scared me to the core was when I was 11 and yellow zombie like vampires attacked the world. Since then, it's only been bad dreams. This morning, I had a nightmare. Now I know what you're thinking, how could it be called a nightmare if you had it during the day. The definition of a nightmare is

1. terrifying dream in which the dreamer experiences feelings of helplessness, extreme anxiety, sorrow, etc.
2. (formerly) a monster or evil spirit believed to oppress persons during sleep.

Unfortunately my dream involved both.

I don't remember my dream leading up to it, but I noticed everything went dark, like when you're looking in the direction of the sun with you're eyes closed and it goes behind a cloud. In my dream I was lying in my bed looking around in a darkened room when standing at my doorway was a figure. I immediately got a feeling of danger and chills ran down my spine. I tried to get up to run away but I couldn't move. I knew I had the power to move as I was aware of what was happening in the waking world but I couldn't.

By this time, this figure was slowly waking to my bed. It seemed to take an eternity and it moved so creepily. I tried to scream for help but all I felt was a soft whimper come out. Not enough to grab the attention of my friend who was sleeping peacefully next to me.

The figure, with black smoke like things around it and glowing deep eyes was standing right next to me. Slowly it moved on top of me and sat there, staring at me. I felt a huge weight on top of me and tried violently to move a part of my body or scream, but it was all in vain. Then slowly it's arms lifted and was moving towards my neck. I felt it chocking me, applying pressure to my throat. Then I woke up.

I've never awoken with such force in my life. And by force I mean it felt like I ripped my eyelids off once I could open them. It was the most scariest dream I have ever had. I thought I was awake during the dream, it wasn't until I woke up that I realised it was in fact just a dream.

After doing a bit of research I learned the dream or event I had just experienced was referred to as the 'Old Hag Syndrome'. What I wish I hadn't read was sometimes this hag comes back several times. Fan-bloody-tastic.

When I told my friend about my dream, I only told her I was paralysed and scared. Since she's staying with me I didn't want to freak her out... Hopefully she won't read this!

Goodbye 2011

2011 has been a year of discovery for me. It's also been a year which has challenged me and made me re-evaluate my life. I'm glad 2011 is over and I'm excited for the next chapter! I've struggled with personal demons, found out who was truely there for me and who wasn't and learned that asking for help now and then isn't a sign of weakness, and no matter how hard it is to ask for it, I know I have people there for me.

Thank you to everyone who has supported me during my issues in 2011, it meant the world to me! I am so grateful for your support! Let's make 2012 the best year ever! (And if the world doesn't end this year, lets continue to make the years after it even better!

x

The Dream

First of all, sorry about the length of time I haven't posted anything! My laptop died as you may or not know :(
A few weeks ago, after a long hectic day at work, I found out via facebook (as you do) that my sister's kitten had been run over and had to be rushed to the vets that night. Of course, I felt bad for my sister (Amy) and her boyfriend and hoped the kitten, called Rainbow, would pull through.

That night, I went to sleep and had the most surreal dream I have ever experienced in my life. In this dream, my sister Amy and I went to my Granny's house for a wee visit. When we entered into her sitting room, with her kittens Rainbow and her sister Tiger, there was my Grandad sitting in his chair sipping a cup of tea. Now, my Grandad had been dead for 11 years and I felt myself telling me "but this can't be real, you've been dead!" however my mind stared to succum to my dream when he started asking us how we were.

 Amy started telling him about her boyfriend and I told him how I had moved down to Edinburgh and about my new job. My Granny, who's still alive, told me how well my Grandad had been doing lately. I felt a sudden happiness and then I was somehow transported into my Granny's bedroom where Amy was saying a tearful goodbye to Rainbow, saying how much she would miss her. At the time, I didn't understand why I, or for that fact Amy was so upset.

Then, Rainbow walked to my Grandad and he scooped her up and said he had to go. We said goodbye, feeling tearful and as he opened the door, a bright light appeared and I woke up to my alarm ringing.

When I awoke, feeling confused about what I had dreamed, I can swear I could smell the scent of his car and taste the sweeties me and him shared when I was a child.

Then I found out Amy's kitten had died.

 Usually when people awake, they lose up to 90% of their dream in the first 10 minutes of being awake. However, this dream felt so real and had been replaying in my mind for weeks after.

Has anything like this ever happened to you? Let me know.

P.S. Thanks to my friend Fiona for letting me "steal" her laptop as she slept so I could blog! And speical thanks to Sammy for getting Fiona soo drunk beforehand - I love you guys :)

October Favourites

Album

Evanescence

Favourite Track: Sick

Least Favourite:

YouTube Video

TV Show

Modern Family

The Breakdown

Two weeks ago, something utterly tragic happened to me. My laptop met its demise. It met its maker. Unfortunately for it, that maker was me.

It all happened a quiet Tuesday afternoon.  Something truly remarkable had happened, I had been inspired to be creative and draw something, anything. so I turned to my laptop in a bid to find some inspiration. My laptop on the other hand, had a completely different approach to my sudden inspiration and decided to rain on my parade.

You see, in the past few months, the health of my laptop had been deteriorating significantly and I knew it was only a matter of time before it burned out. The keyboard on my laptop was starting to stick and the letters broke off. Every time I switched the laptop on, I was greeted by a loud, high pitched noise which meant I had to rapidly switch the on button before it would start up.

Once it had loaded up, it would freeze during the AVG scan and the browser took forever to load anything, so in the last few weeks of it's life I purely used it to play DVDs.

So on this fateful day, I went to 'surf the web', but the laptop was having none of it. The music I had been playing began to jump and the screen had frozen. After waiting for a few minutes, I switched it off using the on button and restarted it.

Then came the usual process of noise, then start-up screen but before the password, the screen turned blue and  the laptop died. So I restarted it again and the same thing happened to it. By this point, my patience was running very thin, and bearing my teeth I restarted it one last time.

Now, having grown up in a home that taught me not to talk with my mouth full and, if I didn't have anything nice to say then not to say anything at all, I always went by another rule which was, if it's not working, give it a smack.

So I did that. But when the noise wouldn't stop and my anger at boiling point, I lifted the laptop and in a state of pure fury, began pounding it off of the table. Well, it's safe to say after that, it never switched on again. 

So RIP laptop, I will miss you pissing me off daily!

September Favourites

So last night I decided to do monthly posts on things I'm liking at the moment. Hopefully I'll be inspired soon and start blogging again. Until then,here's my favourites of September.

Album

All Things Bright and Beautiful

Owl City

Favourite Track: Kamikaze

Least Favourite: Alligator Sky

YouTube Video

Admit it, you laughed a little!

TV Show

Ringer

Seriously loving this show, SMG is just amazing!

Maynard says what?

So while waiting for a bus one cold and windy day in Edinburgh, I got the biggest scare of my life. Even bigger than when I was nearly mugged. What scared me you ask. The "Maynard says chew" poster.

Now, like every other person, sweets are my weak spot, but having a moose which looks like he's had waaay to many lines and has fallen head first into Wonderland just freaks me out.

Its the eyes that freak me out the most. Not so much during daylight, but when its dark its just creepy. Picture this. Your standing alone in a bus shelter, it's quite and dark and at the corner of your eye you see a crazed looking beast telling you to chew.

Oh, heres a link I found, click on it, I dare you! If the pic above didn't creep you out, this will!

http://www.maynardsayschew.com/