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dreams
Friday, September 01, 2006
the fascination of dreams. you can dream of people and places you've never met. hear people say out information which is trchnically true as if it is a fact. feel as if you are living in it, but it turns out to be a dream.

i just woke up from an afternoon nap. usually i dont sleep in the afternoon. NEVER. only when i get tired or something in the morning. today i was at home the whole day. wonder why i slept. so anyway, i had this dream. a jump, from talking with shafiq about what course i'm gonna take in poly to interacting with this out-of-this-world man with me running on top of shelters to the end which ended with a crazy security guard getting caught.

the first thing i remember is talking to shafiq. we're in the mrt, i think. talking about poly. then i had this thought of joining SIA as an engineer for a couple of years to gain experience. with the money, go into business. so this train ride then moved on to this 'animated' scene. theres this man who can create mountains that looked like his head and on the top was his hair. lines of his hair. every time he achieved something, he would make a mountain. this is when i started running on top of shelters. the shelters on walkways. then on the side was a wall with sweet semen. i'm not sure from who or what, but thats what the "discovery channel-like" voice said. he said semen. when i realised what he said, i saw droplets on the wall. then the voice kept repeating something which only care to listen when i had trouble running. he said whenever i run on top of the shelter, because the shelter is not transparent, people below cant see me, so they would think that its raining. so this scene moved to the one in a building. we were in this blur room. we as in me and a couple of students, in a room. then this lady came in. suddenly we were talking about this chair that has a number of "move-ability". the back can be folded, yada yada yada. then theres this button on the arm rest. we pressed and the chair goes back to its original position, but then, it also acts as an emergency button. we went out and this other lady told us a small alarm sounded. or sumthing. then i remember two girls asking permission to go to the toilet, and they went. suddenly in another room, quite dark, got this guy sitting in an office table. then suddenly it got all violent. i think. he pulled out a gun. we struggled till we got out of the room/ then, someone else helped me. i said, careful of the gun, then a shot was fired. know what, i shouted "shot fired! shot fired!" then the police came and arrested that guy and all. haizz. lame dream.
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