Obstacle restaurant

This morning. 21st Sept '13.

I just moved into a college hostel. It felt more like a hotel to me. Queen-sized bed, ensuited, beautiful lake view, about 20 storeys high, flat-screened TV with nice blue lightings, a full body mirror, and air conditioned..those were the pro's. the only con's: no locked doors, just a double slider (a mosquito net and an opaque folding door). I did what people usually do when they enter a hotel room..tested the bed..so soft and comfy, with a nice huge comforter.

It was time to reunite with some friends for dinner. I went down with my floormate. Downstairs, a shopping mall we had to pass to exit the building. We were welcomed by many sales people who tried to persuade us to dine in the restaurants...they were all above our budget and we had our friends to meet.

About 10 of us gathered. We tried to fit into a car with 3 in front, and 7 at the back seat. 3 of us at the back had to sit on the other 4's lap. We manage to fit but when another bunch of our friends came..nope. definitely not in one car. So we all got out to decide where to eat. Half wanted to eat fast food while the other half wanted to discover what our new environment had to offer. So from there we split, and did not use the car. I did not want fast food.

A bunch of us headed down the street to one of the locally recommended restaurants. We entered and all the tables were occupied. Without wanting to queue, as that would take an hour, we went upstairs. The stairs were narrow with inconsistent steepness. I was second in line after one of our friends. After about one floor up, the stairs became strings. So we were holding and climbing strings and wires right above the middle of ground floor where everyone ate happily. Some strings snapped, and it was not easy to just walk normally on strings..we were pretty much crawling up as the bunch of strings were kinda swinging back and forth. Took us a while to reach the second floor, but that was not where customers eat..it was pretty much a rest point before we proceed higher.

We were all hungry, so without hesitating, we continued to climb. It was a little confusing as which direction to climb..there were a few more narrow staircases leading to different directions. My friend chose the steepest one as it had some lights to lead us, while others were pretty dark. The steps were small, could only rest the ball of my feet on it..as well as steep and a little slippery, so there was a chance of slipping. We climbed and climbed, all along in a single file. When we finally reached, there were like 20 other people seated on the floor watching a show from a boxed television. So we joined and sat in front of the tv and occupied 2 rows...

Sadly, we never got our meals :(

Airplane ride turns nightmare

This morning.

Airplanes are actually considered the safest mode of transportation, according to reports. I was sitting comfortably in an airplane ready to take off. As the plane was about to lift itself, I noticed it was rougher than usual. There was a turbulence as we just got into the air, barely 100 feet above ground. Before we knew it, the plane was going downwards towards the railway track. It hit some wires with high voltage. I saw sparks below before we landed on the tracks. The friction increased when the base of the plane hit the ground, causing more sparks as if an explosion was going to happen. Everyone was forced to evacuate as the plane came to a stop. Most people carried their belongings while I left them at my seat. Some of us then boarded a smaller plane. Not long after it flew nearly vertically upwards, then came down in a spiral motion just like a toy plane. Two bad airplane experience in a row..how is that possible??

So I decided to take a break in a small shelter to Skype with my friend, Matt. Matt asked if I have watched the Conjuring. Nope, I didn't (I didn't..for real). He did not persuade me to watch but instead brought me to his own horror experience. His voice led me to a dark kitchen downstairs...there was a window that led some moonlight into the kitchen. No switches, no light bulbs. Suddenly I saw illusions. A face of a revengeful little girl, full of scratches and blood kept appearing in front of me. She was screeching..I shut my eyes tightly.

A moment later, I opened my eyes and found that I was standing in a bus filled with people. All of a sudden, the lady near me started puking onto the road through a hole on the aisle of the bus. It didn't look right at all... then I realized she was vomiting body parts...bloody arms, fingers, eye balls, other organs... I looked outside, there wasn't any trail of body parts behind the moving bus. When I looked inside again, everyone in the bus were missing body parts! Most passengers were dead already...it must have been the little girl's curse. So I thought maybe she wanted some playmates.

A few volunteers were gathered in the same shelter I Skyped with Matt. Each of them were placed in different corners, while I was in the middle to invite the little girl. A tiny feather flew in and landed in the middle. A while after, the volunteers got scratched in the face one-by-one.. then all of them were lying on the ground feeling tired. The feather then disappeared and everyone slowly got up, unhurt.

That feeling of lightness, happiness, and care-free came to all of us suddenly and we knew the curse had been removed. Everyone hugged, cheered, and danced. We had random group pictures. More and more people joined..my ex-classmates and ex-schoolmates. Pure happiness all over.

Going to class takes forever

Some time in Aug '13.

I was in a departmental store scooping some ice cream. Some ice cream were pilled onto a tray to be served to customers, while some were given to little children. The ice cream came in pastel colours with added rainbow sprinkles. Then I realized I had to go to class. I walked down the escalator, felt a little lost because I can't exactly remember where my class was. Luckily I found a classmate, Annie. I followed her up another escalator, passed some shops into a small lane that lead to more shops. Annie turned into a glass paned shop that was filled with computers and other students. It's the computer lab...which wasn't my destination, so we parted.

As I was walking back to the escalator, I bumped into two other friends. We were all lost with the same objective. To go to class. We went up another level into a small lane of residential units. This place no longer looked like the shopping mall, it was a low cost apartment with narrow walkways that only two people could walk side-by-side. Two more lost people joined us. We were walking in a single file as many residents were hanging around outside their units smoking, watching us, or just chilling.

It didn't felt like we were going to class. That time I really didn't know where were we heading..we just kept walking, no communication, following in a single line..like ants..No matter how many corners we turned, didn't seem like we were going anywhere....such a pointless dream..

A fake bird from the pet shop

12 Sept '13.

I was in a pet shop. Fish tanks surrounding the shop while birds, reptiles, felines, and pet supplies were in the middle. Watched a blue lovebird in its cage climb up and down with the help of its beak. As I walked along the aisle, I picked up an iguana. It was a beautiful white iguana (albino I suppose). I pet it gently...and it suddenly died. Obviously I was in shock. Did not know what exactly to do next, so I placed it back into its exhibit.

Walked back to the cage with the blue lovebird. I took it out of its cage and stroke its soft feathers. It seemed happy, but suddenly took flight all around the pet shop. It had a pretty clumsy flight, knocking into things..when the worst came...clung! the bird got hit by the ceiling fan's blade and fell straight to some pet supplies. I rushed to the bird and picked it up...it seemed...different... it was a fake bird?! huh??

Journey to the other world

This dream...dated back on the 1st September 2009.

A typical rainy day, gloomy, medium downpour, cooling, but not so windy. Everyone was waiting under the asbestos roof, standing, except Kevin and I. We were playing cards, sitting opposite each other on a bench, in between us a canteen table made of wood.

The white gate nearby opened. Jared called all of us to stack the benches beside the gate, under the leafy tree. I was carrying two benches in my right arm. I laughed at Kevin because he could only carry one.

Most people around us have gone out; passed the gate. Some were still reluctant to leave the grounds. Jared piggy backed me into the outside world, drenched in rain water. As I looked back, the scene was dark, still raining, and muddy.

Still on Jared's back, we were on a path. A hilly place. Fresh green grass and some trees around us. It became sunny. All of a sudden, we appeared to be in a mini 4-seater van/truck with a mid-aged driver. Cars followed behind, still passing many greens and trees.

The garden path became grey, polished pavement. Classy black street lights along both sides of the pavement lead us to a scenic view of a palace. That was not our destination, so we passed.

We reached a huge roundabout where many tourists' buses parked. The place seemed like a historical site, crowded with tourists in shades and umbrellas. A stretch of market was aligning the stone walls of the historical site.

The van we sat in went round the roundabout and took off at the opposite direction. It went down a slope, like a roller coaster except that this ain't one. Jared and I felt shocked and held each other tightly. The van landed on a normal road, surprisingly no damage nor impact. Everything seemed normal, so we continued the journey.

After a small stretch of road, we were driven off a cliff, right below us was the sea. The chance of survival is near impossible, as the height was greater than the greatest skyscraper.

Falling..falling..falling.. crash! Water rushed in.

I got out from the nearest window, dragging Jared along. Such great pressure pushed me back into the van. Struggling.. finally managed to exit, and reach the shore. Both of us grasping for air, laying on flat stones. Then I realized nearly every living things around us were frogs; colourful and dog-sized. Murlocs! The driver walked up to us, looking uninjured. I asked, "what were you trying to do?". He replied "It's my job, everyone who comes are supposed to get killed, though I know I'm risking my life."

A short, stubby witch-like person suddenly appeared beside the driver. Before I could say anything, I looked back and realized black oil oozed out of Jared's mouth. The black oil then turned into random objects. I begged the stubby person to stop the curse, begged her not to harm him, begged her to give us a new life.

I realized I was shrinking. The witch yelled with an evil laughter "You want a new life? You get a new life!" I was turned into a tadpole the size of a persian cat. Slimy, black, half-grown, with four short limbs and a tail, crawling into the shallow part of the lake-like sea (surrounded by mountains).

Jared stood there, stunned. The witch said "You'll need a monkey and a goat for this." He looked around and there was a goat. Three women had it by the bonfire. Jared grabbed me, ran up to grab the goat and rushed towards the chrome coloured gate. It has to be the exit! The three women chased after him. He ran and dived into a strong-current stream, water flowing downwards. Sliding down, along with the current... right..left...right...left... trying to avoid some rocks and pirates that pops out from behind the rocks.

The stream went a long way down till Jared hit another gate. It was closed! This was the real exit from that horrible place to the real world! He climbed the rusted grill just beside the gate. It was covered in green moss and some twining plants. The three women, dressed in police outfit (weird things happen in dreams), caught up and climbed too.

Jared climbed to the peak of the grill and found a stone wall, across the stone wall was a pavement. He jumped over and started running. A few other people were running together with him, they were trying to find a way out too. Up ahead, the pavement ended. There were stone steps that lead to the other side of the pavement. Besides those steps, there were nothing else...just a deep i-dont-know-whats-down-there. Suddenly, wings appeared on Jared's back and he began to fly. The others hopped across. (This whole stretch of pavement looked like the Great Wall of China). A stone shelter lies ahead. Everyone went in. From the pocket, Jared took a test tube filled with monkey blood, along with a capsule containing blended monkey's heart. A random person volunteered to drink the blood and the capsule. Jared's wings disappeared. There was a sudden breeze. I returned to my normal figure. I'm human again!

I made my horse piss on my boss

Had this dream last month, in Aug '13.

I was on the way to the stables to fetch my horse. It's a huge brown horse, named Brownie. Brownie somehow sprinkle-pisses at anyone that stands near his butt. So I lead her from the stables, past the paddock, and up her carrier. At that time I closed and locked the carrier door, Brownie lifted her tail, ready to sprinkle her golden shower. Well she did, but I manage to avoid it.

I had my lunch while waiting for Brownie to get transported. Funny how my boss just walks in and said he'll pay my lunch bills while he went to the gent's. So I left the restaurant with boss, on our way to Brownie's carrier. We walked pass the paddocks, beer barrels, and stables. While we were near the carrier, boss asked me to drive the carrier, but I told the boss to enter first (as Brownie's butt was near the carrier door). While boss was opening the door, Brownie did her job.... poor boss..

My non-existent dogs

2 nights ago in my sleep.. and note that I never had dogs in real life.

My chihuahua was in the back of a transport truck. We were just going somewhere..I do not know where. So yeah, I accompanied it (don't know if it's a he or she) behind in case it jumps out or in case it had trouble balancing. Let's just name it Chi.
It was a pretty bumpy ride, Chi and I were sliding all over the truck boot as it moved. As Chi skid to the front, I got thrown to the back with my legs sticking out of the truck. The truck went over a bump. Chi got thrown out of the truck, while I manage to catch its head. I tried shouting at the driver to stop the truck, but I wasn't heard. So I held onto Chi's head. Poor, helpless dog, hanging by its head.. When I managed to drag Chi up at the end of the journey, her neck was somehow elongated and the skin on its face stretched over its eyes. Funny how Chi did not react abnormally on that.

I was home, carrying Chi on my left arm. Two of my other dogs greeted me, another chihuahua and a schnauzer. Lets name them Hua and Zer. Zer was aged at that time. I took them out in a car with a driver. All of us in the back seat. Before we got off, I stuffed Zer under the driver's seat (no idea why) and went out with Chi and Hua, both leashed...

..and this part I can't remember...

..I came back to the car after a long while, suddenly remembering Zer was under the seat. Zer was still there, sleeping peacefully. Zer was happily wagging her tail as I picked her up.

Dreams that turned into reality

Have you ever done something in your dream that actually happened while you're still asleep? ...and that thing you did woke you up...

Way back in 2001. I was 11 years old then.
I remember this happened twice.

1. I was fighting a huge lady, not boob huge but masculine huge..she did not want to let go of me. So, I spat on her face.
That spit. woke me up. I actually did spit --that landed on my own face-- as I slept facing the ceiling. Wiped it off with my pj's and went back to dreamland.

2. Someone punched me on my right cheek in my dream of course. That made me fall off my friend's bed (during a sleepover) and landed beside her sister. Glad I didn't land on the sister...

12 years ago..still fresh in my memory.

Reasons why this blog exists

Hey you!

I haven't been blogging for yearsss as my previous blogs were deleted. I have no idea why..they ain't vulgar or obscene or all these kinda stuffs..

Anyways, the reason why I created this blog is that I dream practically every night.. and I thought it would be such a waste that all these bizarre imaginations are left untold. Here, I can share with you my past and in-the-making dreams and nightmares.. and you tell me if you had similar ones :)

These posts may vary in length, or may just hang halfway..depending on how much I remember, or how disturbed my dream is.

Hope you enjoy reading as much as I enjoy sharing!