The Meerkat's Lair

But its over! Finally! Now I can focus on dreaming again! Yay! PLUS tonight is my good night. Reyay! So yeah, no dream. But if my calculations are correct, im in for a great night. For sure. All this cooking has just brought me closer to my dreaded date: August 30. School. Hopefully starting tomorrow this journal can contain dreams instead of notes. I mean, its a dream journal. I just thought of something; why dont I predict every night what will happen? I write my prediction here, then try and guess my next dream. Cool, il do that starting now.

The prediction: An evil monkey will attack Blainville and Superman will own it by throwing sponges.
Countdown: 10 fateful nights
Goal: Fly. Plain and simple

This time it went good. Real good. Three dreams, actually two dreams but I lived the same one twice. I dont remember them clearly because, of course, i cant write. The first one had to do with cooking. I talked about hair with Alex. But thats not the good part. For the second time, I managed to NOT MOVE and keep my EYES CLOSED. Yay! The cat got me up. Awwww!
Thats right. The cat. How pathetic. This is still a good sign though. I mean, I can pull it off again.

The clear double dream: Im a pig. Yeah. Like the one in the Simpsons movie. I run. Away. From my mom. Or i dunno. It really isnt that clear at all, a whole stressful day later. But I do remember I remembered it this morning. Also, I knew the second time that it was the second time, and I decided to do it differently. I ran in my yard, and somehow turned back into myself.

Countdown: 11