july 4 2005

there was this creature. it was bred from lions and panthers but raised by ducks. it looked like a fish, but it was vicious. i was with dave, climbing on crazy moss covered rocks, just to the right of kings road. we were looking for these creatures, as the waves broke on the rocks and splashed us with salty water. whenever we found one, it bit us. the rocks were very slippery, we had to be careful not to slip too close to the vicious creatures or into the harbour.

later, i am in music class. i don't know my class schedule or what our assigned projects are. val m. is in my class. the inbreds are there to teach a class. they want people to play songs with them. i don't get a chance to play a song with them, but albert plays 3 songs with them from their first album. i missed most of it because i was frantically trying to find my schedule.

i was in an airport, or film school (not sure which). i need to use the washroom, but they're all trick washrooms with no stalls. just toilets out in the open. i can't use them (obviously) and no one will tell me where the real washrooms are. everyone thinks this is funny.

august 2004

i was at my friend keith's house in south bar. he has one of those yards that is just a large lawn surrounded by trees. we were in his backyard and there were lots of us, all of our friends, but the mood was very sombre. i knew something was about to happen, but i couldn't say what. then, just at a certain time, we all went out into the yard and looked up. the sun was out, but it didn't hurt our eyes to look straight at it. as we watched, black spots appeared on its surface. they grew and grew, and eventually covered the whole sun. the world was in twilight. we went back inside, to wait.

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there were these guys who kept stealing cars and putting them into my driveway, thinking it was all a great joke, and i wouldn't have the guts to stand up to them. i started threatening them with the cops, and i wrote down all the license plates.

i kept having these flash-forwards, into an alternate earth, where everything was dark, and there was water on the ground. built up on the surface of the place where i was, there were pillars of wood, with a trellis horizontally laid across them, covered in plants, vines. it was dark and creepy.

i was back in the present tense, talking to some people, marvelling at how quickly the tendrils of this one plant were growing around an old tin can.

then i was in the alternate world again, at the very end of things,. i heard a voice. it was coming from the plant. well, it was coming from the one bit of plant that wasn't rotten or dead. the water was a murky purplish brown, with debris floating in it. an eerie female voice was saying "i didn't understand. it's my nature to do this. why did it kill me? i didn't know i would bring ruin on everything. i'm sorry". and i saw a clump of the plants flying through the air really slowly, and finally it went into the water to drown itself.

i realized that the plant had taken over the world, shut out all the light, and tried to do what it was naturally inclined to do - that is, order all things for its optimum growing conditions, and force the extinction of all other species. something went wrong, and the effects of the changes were irreversible, and all life on earth would end soon.

we (the remaining humans) wandered off in a random direction, to try and find something that would keep us going a little longer, to postpone the inevitable.

september 13 02

did you ever have one of those dreams?
the moment your eyes open, it fades into nothing but a few blurry scenes?
and the whole rest of the day you're left fighting against the harsh realities you find waiting
and chasing that feeling
because even if you don't remember what happened
you know it was really, really good.

some time in 2004

i was in the mountains in peru. there was a lake - it was the most beautiful color of blue i've ever seen in my life.

i was on the amazing race. the competition was fierce, but for some reason, one of the challenges involved us being at a circus. i thought i could live my real life, and still compete in the race, so i booked a show at the circus for yellow. for some reason i was wearing a wedding dress. it was so hot out, and the wedding dress made everything worse. in order to win the amazing race i had to find a certain pop vendor and buy pop from them. the rest of the contestants made fun of me.

i was playing in fredericton, but the bar felt like stage 9 and the manhattan / paramount altogether. there was a crusty old lady working the bar. everything was made of wood and glass, and you had to climb a long flight of stairs up to a balcony thing to get in. we were so drunk that someone had spilled something down their shirt, and we had to sneak past the front desk or they'd know how drunk we were and not let us in. there were hippy guys everywhere and the worst girl singers in the world were playing the opening set. we were acting very conspicuous. i was worried about how our set would go since we were all so drunk.

long long ago,

the world was about to end. my family set up a bunker on the moon. there was enough food in there for the three of us for ten years. we moved into this tiny bunker. we realized that the ten years had passed and we were almost out of food. there was no way of getting more, becuase the earth was gone. i saw frost on the window, and a second moon, and the frost looked like an angel.

September 12 2003

we were at the ymca and in that room with all the machines there was some sort of competition going on. i knew one of the girls who was competing (i dunno, it was like basketball or something). so i was talking to her, and i noticed she had the curliest hair i've ever seen. melissa had to be home at ten, so we left. as soon as we got outside, melissa burst into tears and she was all mad at me for talking to that girl because the girl was stronger than melissa. so i had to make melissa feel better. after she was done crying, i called my mom to come get us. my mom showed up and drove us halfway home before we realized that melissa had taken her car to the Y. so my mom drove us back. we sat in the parking lot with my mom and had a cigarette. a bunch of guys in really weird costumes came out of the Y to the back parking lot where we were sitting in the car. here is a picture.


so, one of these strangely costumed guys approaches our car. he was talking ( i don't know to who, either a friend or to a cell phone ). he's talking about masturbating and getting laid, and he's cursing alot. he starts, like, putting his head inside the car window too, but he's not talking to us. then i realize it's kris p. melissa doesn't think it's him, but i yell "kris!" and he takes off his costume and starts talking to us.

so we get out of the car, because melissa starts freaking out because she had to be home by ten, and it was after ten. she kept blaming me for everything. so i was talking to kris and my mom was pulling away, and melissa was running to get in her car. a large black woman appears out of one of the cars and starts criticizing my mom's driving, yelling and cursing at her. i am wondering who this woman is, and i ask kris. turns out it is his mom. he warns me that she gets mad easily, so be careful.

meanwhile she is cursing at my mom. as my mom's green car finishes turning around and passes by where kris's mom is standing, she calls my mom a whore, and i hear my mom call HER a whore. so then the woman starts walking over towards us.

i introduce myself politely and suddenly she loves me. she thought i was so nice. she made me dance with her in the parking lot and she was hugging me and stuff. so then i went over to melissa who was sitting in the car, crying her eyes out. i looked at my watch because i was going to say "it's going to be ok, you're only 10 minutes late" or something, but then i realized that my watch was on backwards and i had been telling her the wrong time. it was only 9:15! so then she left me there, and i had to get my own drive home. but she wasn't mad.

sometime in 2001 (before i learned to date the posts in my journals):

we were on a high ridge overlooking a harbour. there was a large island in the center of the harbour. we were on a school or band related field trip or something. the island was bustling with activity, it was an industrial area and our destination. there are flashes of light on the island. i overhear someone say that their aunt works in the plant on the island, and they were doing experiments which involved light, explaining the strange flashes. we walk around a turn, which would bring the island into full view. the teacher suddenly becomes very grave, and he begins to tell everyone to remain calm. i notice nothing amiss. the radio comes on and the voice on the radio is in french, and there is orchestral music in the background. i don't understand the french. then i look at those around me.

someone is wandering around aimlessly, muttering to himself and strumming a guitar wildly, trying to drown out the sound of the radio. girls are huddled together crying. i look down at the island and i realize that the flashes are from cannon and machine guns, and for some reason a ship was rising on a huge wave that was about to rebound off of the island and come back in our direction. pandemonium strikes, and i search round wildly until i find melissa and danny. i drag them to the lone house on the ridge.

i know on the door and scream at the family about the tidal wave that was getting ever closer. they have a car but i wonder if they'll take us or even if they'll have room, because the family was very large. they come out of the house, i realize they don't speak english. i try to ask them if they'll take us along but they're frantic and they don't understand me anyway. they run back into the house for some reason, to get something. looking over my shoulder, i realize we don't have time to wait because the wave is almost upon us. so we jump in the car. there is no key, but i can turn the ignition with my hand.

we drive away wildly, uphill and inland as much as possible. i was driving, the car was hard to steer but melissa and danny helped me and reassured me. after driving for a while, we reached other towns, like glace bay, but they were all burning. there were signs posted on telephone poles. the invading army had posted them, they had the rules for the new world, including a new time system, new calendar system, and a new measurement system. i kept driving, but no area seemed unscathed.
i had to avoid shard of metal rolling towards the car, ready to slash tires. as i realized the whole world was experiencing this, and that no place was safe, i woke up shaking, my breath hard to come by, and my head pounding.



(copied from my diary which was written in 2001, mind.)