dreams.



i've been dreaming quite alot these few days.
and all i can say is i should either salute to my vivid imaginations or
just accept the fact that my dreams are always up to no good.

i've always wondered what dreams do people dream of.

is it happy dreams?
is it dreams that don't make any sense?
is it horror dreams?
is it sad dreams?
or, do they even dream? hmm.



so i can still can remember four dreams that i had in four consecutive days.


1. most common of all : people falling off buildings.
seriously, tell me.
what's new.


i think one day it will come to a point where i just stand still in my dreams.
and wait for someone to jump down so that i can wake up in horror,
without having to go through those stupid suspense that keeps me uncomfortable.


but then again,
this time it was just some boy dropping off the building.
that's all.



2. scary yet ridiculous : four corpses under my block.

like whatthehell?
i don't even know how the four corpses got under my block
apart from the fact that all four corpses were related to something, god knows what.
so in the dream,
out of no where, i had four corpses lying under my block, their faces being covered.
then i especially took a good look at one of the covered bodies, because i had this strange feeling.
but i thought i was just being overly curious over that dead body so i moved on anyways.
then somewhere along in the dream,
i received a phone call.
and to my oh my god horror,
the corpse that i was especially interested in was my mother.

you have no idea what that feeling was.
like devastated + puzzled + afraid + helpless + sadness overwhelming x 10000000000.

and then ...




i woke up & i found out i was crying in my dreams and in actual fact.

and i told my mum about it,
she actually laughed and said,
" eh, you very eager waiting for me to die is it? "
because that isn't the first time of me dreaming her dying.
hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm,
obviously not.

3. stupid meaningless dream: masked man.

no, i don't mean masked man by robbers.
masked man as in a man wearing a mask, those mask you found in masquerade.
so in the dream, there was this man,
wearing a masquerade mask, he had light blue eyes (and that's all i could see).
something happened in the middle of the dream and i don't remember.
and then, suddenly i came to realised that i was face to face with that masked man.
so i looked at him, in the eyes.
( since well, that's probably the only thing i could look at.)
and then there was this overwhelming feeling of depression in his eyes.
(sounds ridiculous but true.)
like as if he was transmitting some sadness through eye contact.
and there was this sad aura feeling, super uncomfortable.
HAHAH.
so i spent a long time looking into his eyes and wondering why he makes people feel so sad.
and it came to a point of time where i think he was going to do something that will reveal why he is so sad,
and then..
and then..
.....
.........
.............









iwokeupbecausemysisteraccidentallybangedthedoorwhenshelefttheroom.


-..-


it just kind of irritates me not knowing why.
and it irritates me further to know that i have meaningless dreams.
but what else can i do?
aaaaaaaaaaahh, lord.


PS: so what did you dream last night?

dreams.



i've been dreaming quite alot these few days.
and all i can say is i should either salute to my vivid imaginations or
just accept the fact that my dreams are always up to no good.

i've always wondered what dreams do people dream of.

is it happy dreams?
is it dreams that don't make any sense?
is it horror dreams?
is it sad dreams?
or, do they even dream? hmm.



so i can still can remember four dreams that i had in four consecutive days.


1. most common of all : people falling off buildings.
seriously, tell me.
what's new.


i think one day it will come to a point where i just stand still in my dreams.
and wait for someone to jump down so that i can wake up in horror,
without having to go through those stupid suspense that keeps me uncomfortable.


but then again,
this time it was just some boy dropping off the building.
that's all.



2. scary yet ridiculous : four corpses under my block.

like whatthehell?
i don't even know how the four corpses got under my block
apart from the fact that all four corpses were related to something, god knows what.
so in the dream,
out of no where, i had four corpses lying under my block, their faces being covered.
then i especially took a good look at one of the covered bodies, because i had this strange feeling.
but i thought i was just being overly curious over that dead body so i moved on anyways.
then somewhere along in the dream,
i received a phone call.
and to my oh my god horror,
the corpse that i was especially interested in was my mother.

you have no idea what that feeling was.
like devastated + puzzled + afraid + helpless + sadness overwhelming x 10000000000.

and then ...




i woke up & i found out i was crying in my dreams and in actual fact.

and i told my mum about it,
she actually laughed and said,
" eh, you very eager waiting for me to die is it? "
because that isn't the first time of me dreaming her dying.
hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm,
obviously not.

3. stupid meaningless dream: masked man.

no, i don't mean masked man by robbers.
masked man as in a man wearing a mask, those mask you found in masquerade.
so in the dream, there was this man,
wearing a masquerade mask, he had light blue eyes (and that's all i could see).
something happened in the middle of the dream and i don't remember.
and then, suddenly i came to realised that i was face to face with that masked man.
so i looked at him, in the eyes.
( since well, that's probably the only thing i could look at.)
and then there was this overwhelming feeling of depression in his eyes.
(sounds ridiculous but true.)
like as if he was transmitting some sadness through eye contact.
and there was this sad aura feeling, super uncomfortable.
HAHAH.
so i spent a long time looking into his eyes and wondering why he makes people feel so sad.
and it came to a point of time where i think he was going to do something that will reveal why he is so sad,
and then..
and then..
.....
.........
.............









iwokeupbecausemysisteraccidentallybangedthedoorwhenshelefttheroom.


-..-


it just kind of irritates me not knowing why.
and it irritates me further to know that i have meaningless dreams.
but what else can i do?
aaaaaaaaaaahh, lord.


PS: so what did you dream last night?