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Sunday, February 22, 2009

And so I deserve to be called a dreamer. I think all the NSFs working at my place (the ASAs to be exact) know that I love to start the day with a mail message with "I had a funny/weird/sweet/cute dream last night." And I'm more than willing to bet that they will be going "Oh, not again" in their heads right after I've said it. This is very akin to Christopher's narcissistic posts that usually talk about himself anyway. Yes, I do get very irritated by those posts sometimes. I mean who cares if you got a pimple on your hand? Big deal! Apply some cream and get on with your life, you're a guy for goodness' sake, but I digress.

Anyway, I do seem to remember my dreams more often as of late. (I'm one who believes that you dream every night, it's just a matter of whether you remember it when you wake up after that.) So yeah, I come to the conclusion that even if you think of your sweetheart right before you sleep, you rarely do dream (and remember) about her. Fortunately what happened was that I did remember I dreamt about her last night.

So before I forget totally about that dream, I better pen down some parts of it. So yeah, I dreamt that we were in a clothing boutique. Well, it isn't exactly a big one, but it sold everything and anything ranging from jackets and coats, to shirts and dresses, to footwear. So anyway she was there with a bunch of people who are supposedly her friends. She also had a guy friend there which looks familiar to me but I have no idea who he was then (and now I can't even remember how he looked like because it's already been 14-15+ hours since I woke up this morning.) Apparently this guy also knew me as a friend. So anyway I was giving some advice to this friend of mine who came with me. Yeah, he's my online friend whom I've met for lunch and gaming quite a few times. (Hello Damien). I was giving him advice on what to buy when her guy friend came up and talked to me, after that he left the boutique after saying bye to the bunch of us. And then I was walking around the store browsing and eventually decided to sit down on the chair, which was actually a semicircular sofa which could seat like 5 people. Damien was sitting down there already, and beside our sofa was her sofa where she and her friends sat and chatted and laughed. And then I bumped into this relatively young (20+) angmoh woman with uh, a buzzcut (don't ask me why) and blonde hair and she fell down. I know I helped her up with my right hand and as I lifted her up I felt that sharp shooting pain in my right wrist thanks to my arthritis. (What a way to dream about my arthritis.) Her friends immediately went "Waaaah", as if to taunt me or something. I had no idea whether she did the same. After that I proceeded to sit down on the sofa with Damien.

I didn't know what happened after that, but apparently everyone left the boutique because school was about to start. So we all boarded the bus and headed for school. Along the way I pressed the stop button and wanted to alight but I decided against it since the girls' group with one guy (dunno where he appeared from) didn't alight. Anyway they all alighted at the next stop which was reminiscent of the Buona Vista MRT stop. Except there was no MRT construction and everything was grassy and nice like back when I was in primary school, though the MOE building was there. I also alighted and said bye to Damien, who didn't really seem like him anymore and wanted to head to school. But the group invited me to have lunch with them for some reason and we were suddenly in a restaurant. So I picked a spot and sat down and ate. And then eventually I made my way and sat beside the other guy in the group and was also sitting beside her. (There was an empty chair there.)(Chair was those red cushion with metal legs and frame type, the lightweight kind.) It felt really good sitting beside her, lol, but anyway I was picking the food from there so I decided to sit there. And then I woke up rather naturally because it was 10.30 am in the morning and I normally wake up at this time.

Well, quite a cute dream, but it was worth noting we were all wearing our ACJC school uniforms after we boarded the bus and she still had braces on. I can't remember what we were wearing before that but I knew I wasn't wearing my uniform. This is actually one of the more normal dreams I've dreamt about. Unlike the more bizzare ones that I normally dream where things really switch abruptly and have no consistency and link at all.

Hmm, I think that's about it for my dream last night, it's probably boring since it's so lengthy and all. But I rather do it because I really should start a dream journal and record down all those wacky dreams that I remember in the morning. Well, this was rather plain but I felt that it was rather simple and sweet and very different from the dreams I normally have so I'm putting this down.

Heh, till the next dream.

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