wow.. so interesting.. i had no idea that malaysia was mostly muslim.. and all the other stuff this video talks about..
Religious tensions are rising in Malaysia following a High Court ruling which declared non-Muslims could use the Arabic word 'Allah' when referring to God. [14 Jan 2010]
so, on bahb's suggestion, i added the ability to chat with me on the left.. we'll see how good an idea that will turn out to be.. i might also be changing a few things, including disabling the guestbook and comments section.. we shall see.
im thinking of changing the format of the blog a bit, specifically make it a bit more "grammatical", so, having correct punctuation and capitalization.. and also making the posts more complete (like other blogs do it) and less like a train of thought.. what do you think? please advise, you are the readers, and therefore you have 50% of the vote (i have the other 50% hehe) send me a quick email on your thoughts and which way i should lean..
im also thinking of getting rid of the tags or doing something less annoying with them.. i dont think the tags are useful enough to be worth the hassle, do any of you use the tags at all? do you think its a good idea? and also im thinking of separating the posts into their own pages or something similar, but i think that wouldnt be such a great idea.. anyways, let me know
i need to be blogging my dreams up.. cuz ive been having some really crazy ones.. ho-sham-bo!
for example, today i had a dream ive had before, where i was trying to kill my dad.. because he was trying to kill/hurt me.. and i was trying to protect my brother. and so i was trying to throw forks at his head, while hanging from the ceiling on the second floor (one of the apts he lived in had a second floor with an internal balcony type thing) and so i was nailing some of the forks to the top of his head.. but yet he wouldnt die.. and i kept explaining to my brother how i was in the future, and this father was not like the father we would have in 2009 (not that he was a different person, but that he would be a better person.. something like that) and so i had to kill him.. but he kept chasing me and i was really scared in the dream.. it was crazy. i kept trying to throw things or hit him with stuff while trying to evade him, all this going on while hanging from rafters on the ceiling, etc. until at some point i saw ice forming on some gaps in the ceiling rafters and i dropped a large chunk on my dad's head.. and then i yelled at my brother to kill him.. and so my dad had turned into a block of ice, and my brother cracked it at the part which wouldve been his head, and i finished breaking it up into tons of pieces.. so strange..
i then had another dream where i was a nazi.. again. i had another dream last week that i was a nazi too. and this time i was trying to kill some soviet guy.. the whole time i was running away from him, but i managed to kill him by shooting him with one of those super ugly lugers (a type of handgun that the nazis used) shooting him in the chest and face.. and i could see the 3-5 little red dots the bullets made..
yeah so im not sure what this is all about.. but its definitely weird.. oh and while im at it..
some dreams i didnt blog yet.. at least the one i can remember right now.. (i think i didnt blog this one yet, but if i did, you can just enjoy it again).. so i was at my house (dont know where, it didnt look like anywhere ive lived in, at least that i can remember, since i had this dream a while ago) and billburt, bibis, baron, and maybe even my wife were there, at some corner of the house/apartment, and baron started doing some random explanation of pipes or heating or one of those things he loves to rant about, and suddenly i could see in the heating vents that they led to another part, much like a cave or dungeon, which was flooded like a lake, and quite dark, but still the size of about a large room, no bigger. so somehow the whole became bigger or we all went in, and i was for some reason climbing across a fence that divided it.. and thats where i saw that there were alligators there! so i started fighting the alligators, and thats when sheldon appeared in my dream, while i was fighting these alligators. and then i cant remember how it was that my dream ended but my wife woke me up then..
the last dream, and we should be mostly caught up to the best of my memory, was one i had much much longer ago, where i was being chased by pitbulls, back in the neighborhood i used to live in the previous country i used to live in last. the odd thing about this dream is that i was able to soar in the air in order to escape the dogs, and i was able to get up on trees and stuff, sort of like the ability to fly, but not really flying, at least, not exerting the ability in the dream. there were some other things in this dream, but i cant really remember.. i think a former classmate was there in my dream explaining something, or saying how she was the owner of one of the pitbulls or somehting.. i cant really remember right now.. strange though, huh?
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