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At 9am the mailman woke up. Somewhere in my brain the connection had been made between a package I was expecting and the doorbell ringing. So I actually bother to get up and open the door (my mom wasn't home). The mailman - not our usual mailman but a younger version on a motorcycle - saw my state of dress (read: pj's way too big and messy hair but then it's always like that) and started apologising profusedly. My still sleepy brain went "no worries" and eyed the package longingly. After getting rid of the still apologising mailman, I start opening the package when I realise something. It actually say "the Netherlands" on there. I'm not expecting post from the Netherlands. Maybe a long lost penpal? More curious, I hurry up my tearing of the envelope. I get out the note and realise it's signed by my mom's friends. Hang on. Back up there. I go read the envelope again. Oops, mail for my mom. Not for me. Sleepy Jara closes the envelope again and goes back to bed.

I had this weird ass dream. It started with me being in Brussels. We were at the football stadion but I was trying to convince people we didn't want to stay here as it was a game Marocco-Belgium and it was going to end in lots of trouble. Of course people don't listen, and while I try to coaxe them into leaving, some weirdo's (one maroccan completely dressed and painted entirely in white starts throwing bombs) start the party. Finally, the others realise I'm right and we try to get to our car which is parked close to the cinema. The cinema itself is just being closed by the boss and some of his security. We try to plead with them to let us through but the guy keeps insisting we should go find shelter somewhere (there isn't anywhere else and we can't get to our car). The guy disappears into his house and leaves us standing on the street while two groups are gaining on us.

After a lot of pleading at long last, the guy lets us in. Just in time as the groups start throwing arrows at us. The whole building is huge and made of glass. It's supposed to be the safest place on earth with forcefields to keep everyone out. There is a small stretch of grass between the glass and iron gates and the mainhouse and we watch as the boss lets in another family with kids. At the same time, the arrows start raining down on them (so much for security) and they go down. I run up to help them and reach the first girl but right before my eyes she starts decaying. Her flesh becomes a puddle that starts moving and forms something. I just know this isn't good and realise the entire family is lost. I run as fast as I can back into the house and we see how the flesh turns into an alien (from the Alien movies).

We think we are safe but somehow the alien manages to just walk into the house and through the forcefields. Luckily, we have our own security alien in the form of a velociraptor and the animal charges the alien and kills it. Of course, the acid blood also kills the raptor. Damn. For a moment everything is quiet until all of a sudden the light around us turns an eerie green and we see a wraith like form move unto the grass. The wraith walks right through the forcefield but just as he reaches us, he disappears and everything turns normal again. Of course, we are all freaking at this stage. We know we are not safe and we need to get out of the house so we start looking for an aleternative exit. Every time we get near one, a wraith appears, scares us off and disappears again.

Then the telephone rings, I wake up and answer; it's Kurt. He is going to the Finn Brothers with me in april. Yaaaaaay! An said she will buy the tickets for us either tomorrow or on saturday as she has to be in Brussels anyway and it's a bit safer than having them send it to me in the post. An also agreed on going to Bridget Jones with me before I leave on my trip if my sis plays hard to get. Yaaaaaay!

But dude, I really need to start having normal dreams because I really didn't like this one. *whimpers*

Thinks I am currently pondering about.