HAPPY BIRTHDAY JENSIEVE!!!!

Just a little blast from the blast, a year to be exact!
Man, things have changed and I love the fact that I have the capability of going back and reading over my thoughts and feelings. Its kinda like rememeber little things that you often forget or learning something new, even if its about yourself.

Like the saying goes, "time flies whilst having fun", I tend to agree with this. I love the internet and the person that first thought that blogging might be a new way to go about writing in a diary or a journal. It's kinda like those diaries I use to have as a kid growing up, minus the lock that never seemed to work or the key often lost.

Thanks to all my blog buddies, 1 that I actually met. And another, like Vishwa, that if Im ever in his neck of the woods, id be sure to look em up!

Thanks guys for making this a wonderful blogging year.

Cheers!

Jen

Dated from July 27th, 2005:

Do you ever wonder how long we linger between that of rest and being awake?? It is as though we hypnotize ourselves in order to break from the everyday flow of life, or own hidden sanctuary.

It is said, at least by the "experts", that dreams are like mail depots. This is where all the sorting and categorizing and understand takes place. There is so many ideas and things that we pick up while conscious, but it at night when we register and sort out all of the information that we've gathered, sometimes(at least in my case), gives us fcuked up dreams.

Take for instance, last night I dreamt of fat people, and when I say fat I mean massive like a ton(2,000 lbs), making out with one another. So, I moved on from where I was viewing this going on and skipped across a street. This is where I then found a sick Scottish terrier. He puked and I picked him up to take him home so that I could care for him to make it better. I was walking back to my house, cuz it was at that point as to which my hometown became the environment I was frolicking through, and to my surprise, the dog was able to walk on its own. So, as it did, I had the sneaky suspicion that it was talking with both my sister and I.

As we walked down on of the main roads of transport, it seemed as though the local YMCA turned into a loony farm. There was a clear shelter that was more upfront to the road, as compared to the YMCA in the background. In it, my first line of view saw the nurses and doctors all taking a break in the left corner of the complex, my eyes then followed from left to right to see a line of people, that have apparently lost at some point or another, all with placid looks as though they themselves did not exist and their shell of a life form was really a host for storing drugs.

It was soon after that I found my sister along with my self at the front door of my house. I walked in easily as I noticed that there was no longer a door on its hinges. The dog followed in but I wanted to make sure he was hidden so my folks wouldn't have a heartattack if they had seen him in the house. It was then when I realized that the dog did not want to cooperate, so I through him out the door, as it magically appeared out of nowhere. :-S

There is more to this dreamscape.

My dad then informed my sister and I that we were going to trek to the Antarctic and travel around on foot for 3 weeks. I think he was having a mid-life crisis in my dream!!