Thursday, December 01, 2005
I often have extremely queer dreams which could still be deeply etched to my memory long after i've woken up. dreams which i constantly question their significance, or lack of.
Like more than a year ago i dreamt of bra dying in an accident. and saw don drowning in a newspaper.(?) or the time i was left alone in an ice-skating rink. and my primary school on fire.till now i could still recount the dreams and even draw out an image. when i was young i often dreamt of myself running away from a bad guy.
Last night i had this reeeeally weird dream. but i could only remember bits and pieces of it. i dreamt that my mum could drive, and she drove me all the way to hall where i had to cook my own food. and the only kinda food available were mushrooms. then change scene, i'm in ntu and i saw jian sok laoda and lotsa ntu people. i was hanging around in their hostel rooms. somehow i became some sorta super athlete who could cross the length of an entire standard track with just 2 large strides.
Then came the most vivid part. i was very ill and only had a few days to live, while he was still away. the day which i somehow was supposed to die was the day that he's supposed to come home. i got so afraid that i wouldn't be able so see him before i die. i was really scared. it felt so real. i realised i am so not ready to die yet. i wasn't willing to give up all that i hold so dear in the world... it was a dreary kinda feeling... and reluctance...
That was exactly how i felt when come to know about my pending death.
I saw him come back afterall... he never knew that i was ill, and i got snubbed. it was the most horrible feeling in the world...........
And i woke up before i 'died'.
That was a truly terribly terrifying dream.
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11:44 PM
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