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20061126 : 3:28 PM
weird dreams i have had of late. i remember the first one vividly. it was one of the scariest -but also most ridiculous- i have ever had. in it, Da and i were at East Coast fishing. [we did not own any fishing rods in reality, nor did we have any interest in fishing] he jumped into the water to catch fish with his bare hands [in the first place, East Coast waters were too polluted to have any abundance of fish, so how was this possible?] and a shark came barrelling right into him and chewed off his legs. [seeing as the water was only hip-deep, i don't see how a shark came roaming into such shallow waters.] he began to sink beneath the waters, and his body -or, half of it- floated to the open sea. i was frantically looking around, but no one seemed to have seen the whole thing. i was hysterical. "My Dad got attacked by a *beep*ing shark!" i was screaming, but no one believed me because it was so ludicrous. i spotted my Da's body, now a dark silhouette in the water in the distance. somehow i knew he was alive, but barely. i ran all the way to Punggol, where the fancy-schmancy yachts were [how on earth did i do that?] because the President was there. [once again, another questionable scene] i barged right in and screamed for his help [what happened to the bodyguards?] and he agreed. he gave me a couple of Coast Guards and a motorized rubber raft. [what happened to the highspeed motorboats?] well apparently the highpower ones were inadequate in these waters. [that doesn't make sense] by then, it was night, and the moon was large. i could still see that dark spot in the horizon, and i got so panicky i dove into the water and began swimming towards him. [heck, i could even see Malaysia's coast in the distance, how on earth is that possible when we're geographically in the wrong spot?] just as i was about to reach him, i woke up. it may have been awfully ridiculous, but there was a deep fear when i sat up. Da wasn't around, he was overseas then, and i was seized with this horrid feeling of anxiety and fear. i was so afraid. another one was about ghost-hunting. no, it wasn't a nightmare. it was prolly due to the fact that we had been swapping ghost sightings a few hours ago in Manga class. well, we were once again somehow in the void deck area near East Coast [again!] and then we were gonna check out some ghost sightings, we turned the corner, i saw some ghostly greenish guy zombie thingamajig and screamed my head off. then we were all turning and running and screaming like hell. the end was too hazy to recall. then there was one influenced by the fact that i've been doing late-night screenings of Full Metal Panic. Sousuke appeared in my dream [!!] and he was gonna get captured by some people again and i was chasing after them in a taxi and we got carted to some private airport in the East [again? is this some sort of sign] and we managed to break free and we were running like the wind for Changi. *twitch* weird, right? yesh, something's wrong. |
the round one.
Just your average human specimen wanting to be something more. Also has an absurd fondness for potatoes and shoes, among other things.
what i want.
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