I guess..

So it's been 13 days since my last post...Good job Mathew, way to keep up.
I almost didn't bother even writing again, but I decided that, since my dreams are getting more vivid, I can thank the dream journal.

Veronica and I are fighting, again.
She won't stop using this drug, I don't know what the fuck it is. It's some sort of black liquid and she injects it and it's just gross. I caught her 5 more times since I last posted. This morning actually was the most recent time.
She was shooting up this morning on the corner of the bed, I grabbed her arm, threw her syringe away and tried to squeeze some of the liquid out of her veins. Some black gooze did seep out. It smelled foul.
She then went fucking insane. Started hitting me really hard, I didn't hit her back, of course, but holy shit  the woman went ballistic. Tried to get her case from her bag, which I had hidden the night before, Started screaming and crying and breaking all the shit she could searching for it. I eventually just gave in and let her shoot up. I'm going to find her dealer though. This shit is absolutely unacceptable. I'm going to find her dealer, pay him off to not sell to her anymore. and then put her in rehab for..whatever the fuck this thing is. I'm going to try to put a picture of the drug but knowing my schedule it'll be a year before I even post it.

I tried getting a hold of Adam, he won't answer his phone. He hasn't since Thursday, won't answer his door either. This isn't a first for him but shit I wish he would have let me know what to do with his sister. This is fucking ridiculous though having said that I guess, if anyone is reading this. They might want to know WHO Adam is.
Adam and I have been friends since  he moved when he was 5 from Providence, RI.  We're 29 and 27 respectively, so we've been close forever. I've liked his sister for as long as I remember but never in more than a high school crush sort of way.
Anyway he finally set us up, and told me of her problem, should of listened to him.

Anyway enough blubbering.

I've had virtually no dreams the past week, stress induced probably.
I had one 2 nights ago. all I remember is floating eyes and a large iris and pupil staring down on me. but it felt so fucking real. Like I can STILL remember it in perfect detail. Down to the lines in the iris.

it's been 6 days.

So.
Before I begin. I need to get these dreams out there before I lose/ruin the peices of paper I wrote them on:

Saturday and sunday I didn't really sleep well, I didn't dream

Monday- 3rd person dream

I was in a village, the village was on one cobblestone road. I was exploring the various houses, peaking in through the windows. There was no one around but there were a LOT of dolls.
Dolls sitting in chairs, behind registers in shops, littered across the street.
 They were everywhere. Some were porcelain, some were cloth, straw, plastic.
Anyway Suddenly I was going up an stairwell into an attic when my girlfriend called up to me "Don't go into the attic" I looked around to her and said "I'll be fine" and a doll then skittered across the doorway behind her for a split second, for some reason this was unsurprising to me.
I went up the stairs and into the attic where I found a new doll. I picked it up, it pricked me with a needle. and then I woke up.

Tuesday - 1st person dream

I was in a film theater eating a bucket of something called "Bitter Root" I was intently watching the movie, and the number 151 kept flashing in the corner of the screen.
I don't actually remember the footage on the screen though, I just know that the film was a romance movie.

Wednesday -
Nothing

This morning -
I woke up in a room made of glass.
As I looked out of the glass room I saw a sea of land, a literal sea of land. rocks, dirt and land masses ebbed and flowed like waves, it was absolutely surreal to imagine.  I opened the door and walked down the nothing into a seat next to Hideo Kojima. He turned to me and said that it was time. and then I woke up for real. I don't know why I dreamt of Hideo Kojima.

So anyway theres the dreams done, lets continue with real life events.

Veronica used on saturday, We had "consumated" our relationship and after we were done she thought I was asleep. Which truthfully I was and if she hadn't checked to make sure I probably wouldn't have caught her

So anyway, I sneakily watched her from underneath my pillow inject herself before crawling back into bed with me.
I guess Adam was right.
now I gotta figure out what to do. She didn't seem high, and more like she was refreshed...then again I don't know what drug she even uses. So that's been eating me alive for the past couple of days.
 My headaches have been getting worse with every passing day, I started getting nose bleeds if I think about something too hard.
It's a mess.

I'll try so very hard to stay up to date.

I don't know why I keep skipping days

Oops

I already skipped a day, so much for that. I had a dream I missed out on too.

Veronica and decided to make our relationship official yesterday too. that's nice. It's been a long time coming, but it's good to know she finally let me into her life enough for me to be called her boyfriend.

Thinking about it, why do we make a big deal about growing up when we are kids? I mean we go through life getting ready to get into the "Real world" but when we get there it's just high-school all over again. I dunno. Veronica still hasn't shown any symptoms that Adam said she would. I think he was just being protective his little sister.

She's over here now actually, while I write in this blog. Why don't I just do this on a sheet of paper?
I dunno. Maybe because I want people to read my life? Lol I dunno.


Anyway I guess I need to put my dream in today:

So last nights dream was back to form, creepy as fuck. I'm in a room it's dark and I'm sitting in a chair.  I don't remember being able to move, but I also don't remember being tied up or chained or anything. I looked around and I see two men in the room standing in the light. Not that I remember a light ever going on. One is wearing some sort of burlap sack on his head while otherwise being dressed in a tight fitting suit. The other man is wearing a sort of plastic face but you could still see his face behind it? It's hard to explain.

They stood next to each other interlocking arms and they started skipping towards me. It seemed like they skipped forever and I forgot what happens next.
I do remember that I was then infront of a computer, and I was typing up my blog when a video popped up on my phone.

What little I remember: there was like 5? children and one adult.
one of the kids held the adults hand and they walked away together.
Then there was some sort of cube forming out of the ground and someone asking for SOS
and then I woke up.

These dreams are making less and less sense, I don't know why I'm even bothering with this stupid journal.
Dr. Hemsoth says I gotta though, I don't pay her to just make me feel good I guess..

My first post!

I can't believe I'm doing this, I've always said blogging is so dumb.
But fuck it, I'll give it a shot, better than keeping a journal anyway.
And if what Dr. Hemsoth  said is true, maybe this'll sort out my dreams in a way that they will go away.

So I guess last night was weird. I played some games for a while, got into some Warhammer 40k. I still don't know what race to pick. I'm leaning on just going Imperirum, but the Orkz are pretty great too, I love the idea that their imagination directly affects their reality, to me that's fantastic.

I guess Veronica is an alright girl, she's more than date worthy at the very least, at the very most I could see myself with her for a good long while. I dunno it all depends on where we go with it. Not that I haven't tried my entire life to be with her mind you. I don't know if what Adam said was true about her problem, but I didn't see any signs of it on her arms. Anyway we went for a date (if you could call it that) at The Hatchery, steak was pretty good, I wanted it medium rare, they gave me medium well, can't complain was still good.
I don't remember what Veronica got, I think it was fish.
Whatever.
So we finished up and I paid for her, and we went back to her house so we could finish watching 3 headed shark attack, it was awful, as was expected, anyway so we go to sleep on the couch and I had a dream. This isn't one of the usual dreams, this one was a bit pleasant. I don't really remember a whole lot but I'll write down what I do remember in hopes that it'll help me out along the way remember what I need to.

So I was in a field, full of green grass and purple flowers. I was riding a bicycle through the field until I came to a cave. Inside the cave was an old gramophone thing, it was playing some pretty nice songs, I don't remember exactly what though.
So I turned to my mom who was sitting on her couch and she said something like "Good time of day isn't it?"
And that's about as much as I recall, over all pretty pleasant compared to what I usually have in my dreams.