I am currently writing a fantasy novel that revolves around my celebrity crush called The Kandy Life. I was wondering if anyone would like to read the first 7 chapters (almost finished with the 8th). Reply if you want to read them, but you must know the following before you do:

• I don't care about my grammar, it's pretty decent but not perfect
• If you don't like Lady GaGa then don't bother

Today I was walking through 'my fantasy garden' (actually its just the garden in front of the courthouse where I work)...  the flowers are blooming and green leaves have finally come in.  I noticed what I thought was a big, black dragon fly.   We get those around here sometimes, I always like seeing them.  Well, this time I was wrong.  It wasn't a dragon fly at all, but something I hadn't seen here before.  It was a tiny hummingbird enjoying the nectar from some flowers.  He was…

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So, I'm 14 and I love to daydream, I enjoy it, but it's getting out of hand. And, this is just me, but it makes me feel crazy...???? My mum and dad say it's okay to daydream, but I would like to stop. I need to focus more on my grades at school and studying. Usually I imagine when I listen to music, but even without it, it's pretty strong, and whenever I pick up my iPod, I get the urge and pull to daydream...

Please???? Can anybody help. 

I was driving this Friday and heard The Great Pretender performed by Freddie Mercury, and I just enjoyed the music. Nothing actually happened, no visions, no imaginary story, nothing. And this was one of my favourite songs for day-dreaming. I guess, I'm not cured yet, but I'm on the way. I've not been day-dreaming for almost two weeks now. I wanted to write a diary of "alternate me", or "what would happen if I continued day-dreaming", but I didn't want to do it. Reality absorbed me so…

Maybe maladaptive daydreaming is like alcoholism, or an addiction to food or drugs. Maybe it's something we'll have to manage every day for the rest of our lives. However I can't help but think there is something chemical happening in my brain. I can feel some sort of reaction, impulse, taking place deep in my skull before I slip into my fantasy world. 

I made 300 hundred dollars today at work. I need to go to sleep as early as possible. I've got to wake up at 5 am attend…

It's summer vacation here in Philippines, so everybody expecting to have fun, hang out, go to beach and do everything. But i guess it wasn't for me, I never had a great summer that everyone should be. I am different kid from the others. I'm like a silent, shy person, weird and most of all boring!!!.(i hate myself to tell that).

I am always at my room doing some research and everything. I never went outside with my friends to have fun.(maybe in some cases) but barely!.. Sometimes, I do…

In spite of my daydreaming I've always been very racional person.  I'm an atheist, not believing in any spiritual world or any supernatural scills. What I believe in is a power of human brain. The power that we still didn't fully discovered. I'm very interested in such thing as hipnosis, NLP, subconcious etc.

This whole area of my interests started a few years ago. While watching BBC (which I've always enjoyed because of my love to everything what's british) I came across a…

so i'm driving to work, ( i often 'play' in my car), and one character is having a really emotional heart-to-heart with another character.  The next thing i realise, i'm bawling my eyes out (becuase the character's bawling her eyes out and it's such a special moment... ), and the beggar next to my car is giving me funny looks... So i gotta snap out of it... Once i'm back in the real world, the tears are suddenly completely gone. 

I think i must look really strange…

I'm a fighter and I refuse to let this.. whatever this is.... get the best of me. I've got to make an appointment to speak to someone promptly. I've held this shameful, embarrassing habit inside me for so long and it's time to get it taken care of once and for all. 

Is it possible not to make the choice? Is this true that any time we make an important (or even any) choice, we create a parallel universe, where the scenrario is like what would happen, if we made a difference choice? Is it possible to be in two places at the same time? Is this true that my dreams are the life of alternate me in parallel universe and my life is the dream of alternate me in parallel universe? Quantum physics answers "yes" to all above questions. It's hard and boring…

Its kind of weird, my Mom called yesterday about needing surgery and I nearly forgot.  I block it out because it worries me too much...  last night I turn to my two retreats: daydreaming and video games.  I was feeling ill, possibly the anxiety triggering another migraine, so after work I just went to bed.  Daydream for awhile, until the migraine makes me nauseous.   Then I drink some coffee (soothes my head), take a Vicodin and a anti-nausea pill.  I lay back in bed to play Final Fantasy…

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I daydreamed a lot when I was younger, but there were many kids that did, it was usually about Pokemon/Digimon and various monster-related things and creatures. People thought I was awesome, I had the best stories, I could draw the coolest Mecha, and Teachers praised my creative writing...

When I entered high school there was obviously something wrong with me,…

When on dreaming detox, you start noticing so many things, you never saw before. Your sister has been watching Queer as folk for a few months and she wants to talk it. Your mom started learning foreign language and tries to talk in it via Skype. Apricot trees didn't die because of the snow on May 3rd. Zuza changed hair color and you're the first person to notice it. She says: "That's really awful. I hate it", but she smiles. The accountant guy gives you a compliment and cannot…

I just wanted to put a little of my story out there and sort of introduce myself...

There have been times in my life when I believed that my daydreaming was no more harmful than watching television.  Actually at times it wasn't.  I did it when I was bored or nervous about something as a way to relax.  I've never really been able to watch t.v. or movies too much because I don't like the way that my mind gets trapped.  If one is on any where in the room I can't think about…

So, we had to make an introduction session with another region and prepare a collage to describe our interests. I was showing the slide as below and the guys had to guess the interests. The weirdest guess was "hallucinogenic drugs and occult". The funny thing is that there is some truth in it. Dreaming and travelling is a kind of drug and music is a kind of occult. And here is goes: a quote from John Lennon's "Imagine", a quote from Led Zeppelin's "Stairway to heaven" (not about…

I guess, I'm turning into Amélie, a fictional character, who's living her dreams :) That's crazy, but I thought, that the workplace can't be a dreaming place. Yes, it can.  Just started to realize, that my co-workers and especially the lead team are half-fictional characters. Very stereotipical but anyway. We have a Gypsy queen, young Russian mafioso, older Italian mafioso (kind of a Godfather), an elegant French guy, two hot Latinos, a church choire singer, pot smoker from…

When a I went to college, I started to have nightmares. It was the scariest happenings in my life. It's about 2 or 3 nights in one week that i will have that nightmare. It was so clear to me while I am having those dreams. I remember when somebody will look for me and all I  see is a man trying to kill me and I was running without stopping.  My heart beats so fast that I couldn't breathe. Suddenly, my mom will wake me up several times but my mom  said still i am asleep and she will slap me…

On Tuesday, my counselor asked more about my MD.  She asked about how it started.  I told her about my parents fighting and the beginning of my Dad's affair sparking the start of me internalizing and creating a world in my head I could go away to.  How I just kept going deeper when Dad's mistress moved in and all the abuse got worse.  She already knows a lot about the abuse so we didn't elaborate on that.  Instead, since I felt comfortable enough I decided to tell her about two fantasies I…