Alenka's Dream Diary

Dec 24

My Brother’s Story About Me

My brother has written a lovely story about me…..

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There was once a girl called Helen who lived in a slum dwelling, in Croston. She was once very skanky and moody, but now she is nicer and elegant. She once proclaimed that she can be better than any other person in the world. For example, she said to her favourite person Brandon Flowers that she could sing better than him. In the end it was Brandon that had the edge. To make things worse, Flowers hypnotised her and said that her weakness was singing! So the next time she tries to sing along to her favourite band, she forgets the lyrics.

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Hope you enjoyed it :-D

Dec 21

Dream Blog 2 - Medieval KFC

I’ve had plenty of dreams since my last blog, but kept forgetting to write them down, but currently I’m led in bed with a case of laryngitis so have a bit of time to write this one down :-)

This one does jump around a bit so might not flow very well hehe.

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My first memory is being is a place a bit like the Formby Squirrel Sanctuary place, so lots of tall trees, footpaths and sand dunes. I was with a group of work mates and also people I didn’t recognise. My friend from work was at the front of the group with a clipboard leading us through the dunes to a sort of clearing. In the clearing we had to do some sort of task although I don’t know what the task was, I just remember there were some cupcakes there with red and white icing on them! Looked yummy. After we’d completed the task we walked back through the dunes and I think I woke up at that point…..

The next part of the dream was I in a foreign holiday resort beginning with B, it was a fake resort though so god knows how I came up with the name. I had to hunt someone down without being seen, although at some point I must have been seen because suddenly all the buildings fell down and I ended up rugby tackling some fella!

Next I was clambering round the corner of a set of apartments hanging on to a balcony, I dropped down and ran round the corner where I found myself in some sort of medieval city?! At this point I began doing a lot of running around with some other guy looking for another man. I found the man I was looking for(he was hiding in some sort of battlement) but then he fell out with me and I had to run away! For some reason he then manifested himself in to my dad and I ran to the beach. I do actually remember my dad then saying ”Oh don’t worry you’ll just have to kill me”…which is slightly worrying, but I managed to escape him.

The next part of my dream was again within the medieval city with a large group of people I didn’t know. We ended up at a KFC and then made the biggest order of food I have everrrrr known which we packed in to several large suitcases. We began to carry the food suitcases away when we came across a small mud hut/small house that has collapsed, we decided to eat our food here for some reason when some of the group then exclaimed ‘he died in here!’ and it became apparent the house had just randomly collapsed on the occupant…..and then I woke up!

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Last nights dream will take some beating, it was ridiculously vivid and long! Hope you enjoyed it :-)

Nov 5

Dream 1 - Skateboards and Butter

Hello and welcome to my DrEaM dIaRy….trippy writing :-D

Several times I week I find myself having very vivid and generally odd dreams, so I’ve taken it upon myself to document them and hopefully they might make sense! Feel free to have a read and I hope you enjoy their odd nature.

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In last nights dream I found myself at my house, in the living room. Several people then turned up, one of which was my friend from work. The one odd thing about them was the fact they were all on skateboards? I went outside to meet them and we hung around on the driveway for what seemed like hours. My friend then got a phone call, which for some reason I knew was from my ex? Quite why he’d be ringing her I don’t know. Anyway next thing I know they’re all hopping on their skateboards and skating off in to the distance! Friends for you! :-P

I retreated back to the house, which on the inside was completely different to any house I’ve known. I found myself in a room that looked to be from the medieval period. It had dark wooden flooring and there were a few other people inside. Next minute I’m cowering by some railings(that have a deep firey chasm behind it)….no idea what I was cowering from?

Again things go blurry after that, and the next thing I recall is being in the middle of the room surrounded by melted butter which was rapidly rising!

Hopefully I survived the melted butter episode, as I awoke soon after that.

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Just realised ‘then I woke up and it was all a dream’ must be the crappiest ending to any blog ever.

Aug 9

I don’t care how on trend they are….I am NOT buying a cape!!

Aug 9

helen

The helen (abbreviated hn) is the imperial unit of measurement for female beauty, now superseded by the metric bella

Pulchritude is expressed as a fraction of 1000, denoting the number of ships that could be launched by the beauty of a given woman.

This system was originated by Christopher Marlowe in ‘Doctor Faustus’.
“Maxim readers voted Olivia Wilde as the hottest woman in the world - therefore by definition she is rated at 1000 helen”

http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=helen