Six Feet Under My Pillows
POSTED ON: Saturday, November 05, 2011 @ 3:53 PM | 0 comments
(A sequel to “Under My Pillows”)I’m having weirder dreams again. Funny, when I looked the word “dream” up in a dictionary, it says “extremely pleasant”. Yes, my dreams are indeed extremely pleasant. But they are just so ridiculous and hopeless that they don’t feel extremely pleasant anymore – they already hurt. And right now, I will be sharing to you, my dear readers, two of my weirdest and most outrageous dreams to date.
With Michael Trevino (Tyler Lockwood), Candice Accola (Caroline Forbes), Kat Graham (Bonnie Bennet), Zach Roerig (Matt Donovan), Steven R. McQueen (Jeremy Gilbert) of The Vampire Diaries
So I’ve dreamed of the whole (almost whole) Vampire Diaries cast. It was awesome just as how much as it was impossible. And it was seriously weird. The settings of my dream kept changing as my sleeping positions changed. What I could only remember were: 1) I was friends with Tyler, Caroline, Bonnie, Matt and Jeremy; 2) my Paul Wesley (Stefan Salvatore) wasn’t there (FML); 3) even Nina Dobrev (Elena Gilbert) and Ian Somerhalder (Damon Salvatore) weren’t present; 4) we were on a long, winding road trip; and 5) I was dating Tyler Lockwood – I WAS FREAKIN’ DATING TYLER FREAKIN’ LOCKWOOD!!! Oh, Tyler: the horny jock turned hornier werewolf turned sired jerk hybrid. Awesome – but hurtful. You see, in real life, I’m a big “Forwood” (Forbes-Lockwood) shipper, so I was kind of sad and confused that Tyler dumped Caroline – oh, my sweet Caroline – and settled with me – oh, the awkward and lame me. I was like, Tyler, had you lost your taste?
But it was good (for all its worth). And Tyler turned out to be a very sweet guy. He laughed with me, carried my things, held my hand, sat beside me on the bus (or van – whatever) and didn’t care that I was not as hot as his past girlfriends/hook ups, or that I wasn’t as horny as he was. Anyway, the witch Bonnie was still dating the ghost whisperer Jeremy; the Barbie vampire Caroline was back into another ghost whisperer Matt’s arms. So I guessed everyone was happy.
The second scene from this dream was freakin’ weird and horrible because I turned out to be married to Tyler already, and that we were expecting a freakin’ baby. Who’s horny now, eh? But there was this villain named Axis or Iris, and she said that every pregnant woman who got out of the shade and felt the sun’s warmth would lose their poor, helpless babies. And it was creepy, trust me. Strange, were the preggos all vampires and didn’t have a ring to protect them from the sunlight? Even stranger, didn’t the vampires burn to ashes under the sun and not lose their babies (if they could even conceive)? It was the strangest of things, but it was so bad because it happened. One mother from where we were staying lost her baby. And yes, because of the sun. Scary.
And that was the end of my dream. I didn’t want to know what happened next because the thing with the sun and babies was creeping the heck out of me. The dream was over, and so pregnancy over, boyfriend-turned-husband Tyler over, hanging with the TVD cast over.
I just hope that Stefan Salvatore will visit me in my dreams, too. I love you, Stefan, ripper or not ripper.
So I’ve dreamed of the whole (almost whole) Vampire Diaries cast. It was awesome just as how much as it was impossible. And it was seriously weird. The settings of my dream kept changing as my sleeping positions changed. What I could only remember were: 1) I was friends with Tyler, Caroline, Bonnie, Matt and Jeremy; 2) my Paul Wesley (Stefan Salvatore) wasn’t there (FML); 3) even Nina Dobrev (Elena Gilbert) and Ian Somerhalder (Damon Salvatore) weren’t present; 4) we were on a long, winding road trip; and 5) I was dating Tyler Lockwood – I WAS FREAKIN’ DATING TYLER FREAKIN’ LOCKWOOD!!! Oh, Tyler: the horny jock turned hornier werewolf turned sired jerk hybrid. Awesome – but hurtful. You see, in real life, I’m a big “Forwood” (Forbes-Lockwood) shipper, so I was kind of sad and confused that Tyler dumped Caroline – oh, my sweet Caroline – and settled with me – oh, the awkward and lame me. I was like, Tyler, had you lost your taste?
But it was good (for all its worth). And Tyler turned out to be a very sweet guy. He laughed with me, carried my things, held my hand, sat beside me on the bus (or van – whatever) and didn’t care that I was not as hot as his past girlfriends/hook ups, or that I wasn’t as horny as he was. Anyway, the witch Bonnie was still dating the ghost whisperer Jeremy; the Barbie vampire Caroline was back into another ghost whisperer Matt’s arms. So I guessed everyone was happy.
The second scene from this dream was freakin’ weird and horrible because I turned out to be married to Tyler already, and that we were expecting a freakin’ baby. Who’s horny now, eh? But there was this villain named Axis or Iris, and she said that every pregnant woman who got out of the shade and felt the sun’s warmth would lose their poor, helpless babies. And it was creepy, trust me. Strange, were the preggos all vampires and didn’t have a ring to protect them from the sunlight? Even stranger, didn’t the vampires burn to ashes under the sun and not lose their babies (if they could even conceive)? It was the strangest of things, but it was so bad because it happened. One mother from where we were staying lost her baby. And yes, because of the sun. Scary.
And that was the end of my dream. I didn’t want to know what happened next because the thing with the sun and babies was creeping the heck out of me. The dream was over, and so pregnancy over, boyfriend-turned-husband Tyler over, hanging with the TVD cast over.
I just hope that Stefan Salvatore will visit me in my dreams, too. I love you, Stefan, ripper or not ripper.
“I’m Going Glee” | 23rd August 2011
With Damian McGinty, Samuel Larsen, Lindsay Pearce, Marissa von Bleicken of The Glee Project
This dream was impossible, to begin with. I hadn’t any idea how I could relate this to my real, complicated life. Not in any way. Could you imagine yourself in one room with Samuel, Lindsay, Marissa and freakin’ Damian of The Glee Project?! This was what I say point zero, zero, zero, zero probability.
It was a short dream. We were waiting and hanging out in a room, and I was sitting next to Damian and the other three were standing (weird, the others were standing, and I was beside Damian – but I liked it). Someone suddenly came in and handed everyone something. She said that it was like a token or remembrance from the show’s staff and crew. The girls were given red flats (yes, shoes. Weird), and Samuel received a necklace (awesome), and for Damian was a ring (fancy).
Damian didn’t like the gift at first. I didn’t know why. Lindsay was trying to give it to him and trying to put it on his ring finger. He declined. Maybe Lindsay liked him and was being extra sweet and nice. Maybe Damian knew it and didn’t like the idea or didn’t like her back. That was what I thought (remember that this was just my dream and not happening in real life. No hates and bashing on both parties).
I stepped into their scene and tried to convince Damian that the ring would look good on him. Not because I liked him, like Lindsay [in this dream] (‘cause I like Cameron Mitchell, not Damian), but because I thought that it was kind of weird and rude to refuse a gift in the first place. I persuaded him, and he didn’t rebuff anymore. I put the ring on his finger, and he didn’t try to take it off. The ring was weird. It looked like something extracted from the pages of a Harry Potter book – or something about the Victorian or Medieval Age. It looked cursed. Maybe it was vintage. Maybe it was just the design. But Damian liked it in the end. Oh, the convincing powers of mine. Oh, the convincing powers Lindsay didn’t have. There was some physical touch, did you notice? Eep! PHYSICAL TOUCH WITH DAMIAN FREAKIN’ MCGINTY!!! I hope next time Cameron would be with us, too (gee, and I was seriously thinking it could really happen).
