Monday, June 02, 2008 @ 5:27 PM
freaky!
alright. it is 8.28am now
i am awake.
woke up from a bad dream.
it is no ordinary bad dream. serious.
it is not a nightmare but a freaky one.
i have never came across such a dream before
i was so freaked out i woke up at 7.20am=.=
its like so .....enigma is the word.
so mysterious and like you know, dreams are normally related to your life or wad you have came across in the day.
but this is SO NOT
even when i am awake, i have never came across such bizarre things.
here goes
i was shopping along some shopping district in singapore
many many people and crowded like orchard
then opp the street was this dilapidated huge building
DILAPIDATED. note this.
then some workers were trying to put up HUGE samsung advertisements
and they were on these wires or smth like those things workers use to paint th building but this is to put up a samsung advertisement
and when someone in the street pointed to the building, i looked.
then i in a second i saw it in flames.
the building was in flames.
i was shocked and i tried to get back to wad i saw--ppl putting up advertisement
then the next moment, *TINK!* in a flash, i am IN THE BUILDING
the place had many empty cement rooms. then i walked in.
i seemed to be alone. then i saw two fat woman, in modern clothing to be quarrelling over smth.
they cant see me i guess. then i heard smth like from the next room, MUMMY!
then the next moment i was in the next room. then suddenly the room walls were with blood
fresh and dried blood on the wall for real.
then the next scene, *TINK!* it was a page from a story book.
it read
the girl screamed "mummy!"
the girl's old grandfather was with a bathtub. there was a pretty girl. her body was red and bloody. he kept scrubbing her hard and clean. she was so hideous that she couldnt be seen clearly her face. the tiles were with dried blood.
"where is mummy?"
"the next door. you wont get to see her for the next 8000 years"
(THE END OF MY FIRST DREAM) i tell you ah, i never HAD A NIGHTMARE BEFORE and i am like blogging it? GOSH. ok then the next moment, *TINK*
i am at the next dream.
got this malay uncle standing in front of the building just now, telling me, "thats the story."
then suddenly *TINK* i am at a storybook page again -.-
then it was a different story.
how should i describe this guy?
he wasnt human.
just a being. he looked scary. in 17 century clothing
like those vampire era.
then is ANGMOH 17 century clothing.
ANGMOH ah. note that.
he looked like an evil elf or smth. taller and bigger in size.
then he was telling me his story.
he looked young but he IS OLD. (typical freaky being story) ok then
then he kept grinning and seemed to be proud to tell me his story.
he seemed to be alive in the book.
then he go say
when he was young or smth, i cant rmb. it was a dream DUH
then he kept kena caught by the people of his church or smth.
then it was a PICTURE BOOK.
with a few sentences below the picture in the pages.
the pictures were big and colourful and just like any other storybook and the drawings and colouring were fantastic.
really. fantastic artwork.
then he was rebellious, often caught by members of his catholic? christian church?
i dont know
just a church..
it was dark and gloomy and like only got candles in the walkway (very old and 17th century indeed)
then they carried him in the olden times that kind of coffin design. like diamond shape one
but at the end is like flat one. then at the end of the coffin got a big hole, with bars to give him air and he was grinning and trying to get out.
then....SHIT I FORGOT WAD HAPPENED.
then aiyah after that he just like very proud of himself for being caught always and the people in his life all hated him
he was an orphan or smth.
i really cannot remember.
and at the end, he went like thanking me for listening to his story, about his life in the from the storybook. gosh he told his story life from the book.
and oh ya! the people seemed to have some evil magical black magic powers. i cannot remember really.
and at the end, he went like
"the next 8000 years. HEHEHE!" evily.
same as the first dream. eight thousand years.
the laughs weren't childish or wad leh. as in the evil laugh is like eleganty and classic one.
FREAKY OR NOT YOU TELL ME!
i cant sleep la!!
ok got to meet karen later on. at national library!
i woke up i cant sleep (of course la!) then i keep staring at the trees below my house and i READ NEWSPAPERS of TODAY
and i was sort of relieved i dont know
like more relieved and i felt that i was safe.
