picture in my mind

I have watched ROTK twice! I love the movie. It is certainly one of the best movies I have ever seen. I'm more of a HP fan than an LOTR fan but I cannot deny the brilliance of Jackson in executing the movie. It is fantabulous! I wish to watch it again.

Cassie's blog has some really funny stuff about ROTK... Should read it.

Been reading DT again. Got on to DV already but got bored because I seem to know everthing that's going to happen by heart. Much like reading the HP books. I know it so well, it gets boring. So I jump to certain scenes which I can read into for clues and find once again that I really, really hate DT Hermione. Even Blaise is better.

My sis is getting a handphone. Coloured screen. New model, I think. Unfair. My phone has been with me since Sec 1! Well... not that my sis is always changing handphones. She's never had one before this.

Been reading about lucid dreaming, which is briefly, being aware that you're dreaming. And wanted to try it. So one night, I lied down on bed, and willed myself to do so. I kept chanting to myself, "The next scene is going to be a dream and I'm going to know it." I didn't exactly succeed but I think I was well on my way to having my first lucid dream. I was restless the whole of the night. Everytime I dreamt something, I'd wake up. Must have been a total of four times during the night. I recall one of the dreams. In my dream, I thought I was having a lucid dream so I decided to check. I read somewhere that one of the ways of determining whether you're awake or dreaming is switching the lights on. If the there is a delay in the flickering of the light and the turning on of the switch, most likely it's a dream. I was in my parents' room and the television was on. I found myself plugging out all the wires from the wall sockets. But the tv was still playing. I gaped at it. Then my sister came along looking all serious and said something important I can't remember. And then I woke up. For a moment, I was convinced that it was my first lucid dream but then I realised that it couldn't have been. Because my mum and dad were making a racket, cleaning their bedroom toilet at night and when I was dreaming I didn't find that odd at all. If I had been truly conscious, I would have thought them insane.

You see, I was very curious about lucid dreaming and went researching about it. Apparently, lucid dreaming is not something difficult or supernatural as many people assume. It's a matter of controlling your mind. And after that night, I am convinced that if I try again and stay determined about it, I can start having lucid dreams. Every dream that paricular night had been about me feeling confused about where I was, like I was trying to recall something in my dream. And it had mostly been about switches and me playing around with them because I knew that if I did something with those switches, I'd discover that something I'm confused about. It's like my brain is struggling to be conscious in that subconscious state. But despite imminent success, I haven't tried again ever since. Why? I'm scared. That night, I had been restless but at the same time, worried. If I continue doing this, would I ever get a good night's sleep again? Also, in between sleep under my covers, I kept wondering whether I was still dreaming or not and I was half waiting for a monster to pop out of nowhere and scare me. My brain must have been under intense pressure. I might try again sometime... maybe. The prospect of having control of your dreams and the knowledge that nothing can harm you physically whilst you're in them is very intriguing. But... I'm feeling quite uncertain right now.