Wednesday, November 26, 2008

Perfect World

I was looking through my Book of Dreams and deciding which one i should blog about first. There's just too many! So, i decided on this one:

I went to a boarding school. This school was no ordinary school- it was suppose to be THE perfect school with THE perfect students. Unfortunately, i was not perfect enough for the school and i wasn't doing something right. I didn't fit into the picture perfect school at all! So, the other imperfect misfits and I were sent to a secret reform school underground ( or another world). We had to be retrained before returning to the real boarding school.

Now, this underground school was an exact replica of the real boarding school in the upperworld. The mission of the school to provide a training ground for the misfits by recreating the exact situation, people (clones?) and places. Here, the misfits would be moulded into the perfect student and when they have achieved an acceptable level of perfectness, these misfits would be sent back up to the real boarding school to live the perfect student life.

So there i was, confused and lost as I had no idea where i was taken to or what was happening to me. I walked into a classroom- the same one i was in just a couple of seconds ago. Everyone had a pet in class. A guy with some strange water creature got my attention as i walked in. OH MAN! And you know who was my classmate? MY MOM! *fainted*

Ok, so I'm in class and I'm suppose to be learning how to be perfect. But I had no idea what was going on so i just went on living as normal (gosh! If I don't realize soon...I'll be stuck here forever!)

I walked around the school and it took me a pretty long time to realize that the school looked like a hotel. 1st class hotel= 1st class school! Anything, any service- you want it, the school has it. Walking by some rooms, I saw students talking to themselves, then *poof* the food appeared in a very canggih looking shelf on the wall. What more, they didn't have to pay. Apparently the whole school has a voice regconition activation system that automatically records whatever you do and automatically deducts credit from the your account. Imagine, all you have to do is just talk to the air and *POOF*!

Everyone was so perfect! But as i dazed around the school in amazement, something happened! In the midst of the little perfect world, a rebellion regime arose. I had the impression that it was my mom's fault but i had no idea why.

It was as if I suddenly had some premonition and suddenly realized the upcoming danger and knew that I had to save the world AGAIN. I ran all over the main office, looking for the headmistress, but I couldn't find her.

Meanwhile, WAR broke out right outside the walls of the office. It was giants against students! Don't ask me why tiba-tiba giants appeared in my dream. I have no idea! Haha.

However, the staff and the teachers, in fact, EVERYONE in the office seemed oblivious to what was happening outside! I started to panic and desperately ran around. I turned a corner and, FINALLY, I found the headmistress. She selamba-ly asked me what the problem was. I was in utter disbelieve of her ignorance when I told her that she needed to do something quick! (Students were dying! It was horrible!) There was a slight concern in her eyes but she did nothing more than a hair to help.

It began to rain. ( Like all berdrama movies do)


My head turned to the glass window beside me. My brother was going to be attcked by the giants. Students, including my brother, was standing together to create a wall, as if protecting something. Soaking wet, rain dripping from their faces, and sheer determination on their faces; they stood.

Again! A premonition! I knew it was no use! They will all be killed!

I leaped off of the glass wall in front of me as if it was not there. And it did feel like it was not there! All that was on my mind was to save my brother.


The huge fist of the giant was heading straight for my brother. I lurged forward, my mouth letting out a silent scream.



I took the blow. The rain flung from my face.

I landed on the wet wet ground. My fall echoing through the rain.


The fighting stopped.

Stares and silence was all there was.

Lying there, the rain pouring down on my body, but strangely, liquid from my body ( or rain?)was pouring upwards towards the sky.

"I'ts not the first time this is happening to her," I heard someone whispering to the stunned crowd. " Everytime she is dehydrated, her body will do that. It only happens to her."

(I was SPECIAL I suppose.)


"WHY?" Mr. Giant said, his Giant sister standing next to him.

I looked up weakly at Mr. Giant hovering above me.

" Because WE are ALL the same." (fuyoh, deep man.)

The moment of truth.

The giant shed a tear.


Monday, June 2, 2008

Funny Dreams Come Second, Good Ones Later:Rock Band

Well, at least it was funny to me. :P

I was:

...walking around in a shopping mall with my friend Helen. Anyway, i had to bomb so I walked to the toilet. Took my time in the loo but before I could flush the toilet a big size lady barged in and decided to bomb too. I guess she couldn't tahan anymore. Unfortunately, the toilet bowl was full so the water splashed out on her, mind you I was still stuck in the same cubicle as her. She got mad at me and started shaking her butt at me, drying herself like a dog ( don't ask me why I dream this kind of dream...I have no control over my subconcious mind. :P). Oh but don't worry, she wasn't touching me, she was like far away and I couldn't see anything hamsup as although i was in the same cubicle as her I saw myself as a third-party, my point of view was from the top of the cubicle. Continuing my story, I got mad at her too for doing that and poured water on her or whacked her. Then i ran away.

I ran to my concert. Apparently, I was almost late for my concert. The atmosphere was dark, except for the spotlights on stage. Yup, I was in a rock band and we had been practising real hard for this concert for a long time. ( flashbacks of the band practicing at our head quaters). So the plan was that I, the lead singer, will come up on stage last and sing. My members were already going on stage one by one, and the last of them- the electrc guitar guy went up and was waiting for me to get up there and sing. I rushed up ( I just rushed back from the toilet remember.) with my mic and started singing a rubato version of Miley Cyrus' See You Again.

I had no idea why it was so slow, but it felt like a jazz version or slow-mo version of the song. Then, I forgot my lyrics! I didn't have stage fright but it seemed as tho my mind went blank. Temporarily lost the words. However, I was really at ease with singing on stage in front of so many people and it seemed that I knew exactly what to do in situations like these-*ting!* make the lyrics up. Brilliant!

And so, I sang ( remember rubato rubato):" I got my sights set on youuuuu and I'm ready to aimmmmmmm, I have a heart that will never be tameddddddd, I knew you were something spppppppppecial, when you spoke my naaaaaaaame, now THE NEXT LYRICS I DOOOOOOOOOOOON'TTTTTTTTTTTT KNOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWW..."

I tell you, I did it so confidently, singing that lyrics like it wasn't wrong at all ( really typical me, I think I use to do that when i was young, slimply make up lyrics if I forget). All my band members, expecially the electric guitar guy was staring at me and trying very hard not to burst out laughing. I just smiled cheekily and continued singing.

It was really fun, and I enjoyed myself very much. I was singing, "syiok sendiri" and holding that last note to the chorus " DOOOOOOOOOOON'TTTTT KNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOW" long long. So long, I think it was almost 4 bars. I was waiting for the band members to masuk chorus, but actually they were waiting for me to finish that note before coming in. ( Aduh, one hand clap on the forehead) Then I realized that I wasn't suppose to hold so long cause my members were giving me the look, so I finished my note.


BAM! " The last time I freaked out, I just kept looking down. I st-studdered when you asked me what I'm thinking about..."

Suddenly, this man, slumberly walked on stage and strolled up and down the back part of the stage holding a paper that had a wanted picture of ME! Oh gosh, this guy is helping the lady in the toilet. I had to do something quick!

BAM! " Felt like I couldn't breathe... pst pst pst...Grace get up here... (giving Grace, my manager, the head jerk, the desperate eyes, and pointing her to the guy with my mouth...while SINGING! Can you believe this?! ) asked my what's wrong with me...hurry, hurry...My best friend Lesley said, oh she's just being Miley..."

Grace got the message and rushed up on the stage with another manager to deal with the man. And they were dealing with him ON STAGE ( next to the electric guitar guy)! ( Aduh, one hand clap AGAIN!) It was settled and an agreement took place.

Hmmm, remind me to find out what the agreement is about when i finsih singing:" The next time we hang out, I will redeem myself, my heart can't rest till then. oh wooawooawooah, I can't wait to see you again."

Then I woke up.


Oh please, tell me what it means. Heh.

To hear and see the original version of the song :

Stupid Dreams Come First, Good Ones Later: Crazy Bird

Ok, I'm going to tell me my stupid dreams first since there are much much easier to write compared to the crazy-complicated-soap-opera-type.

This one is quite recent.

I dreamt that I was:

...getting ready to sleep. But before settling myself in bed, I carried a Weaver bird's nest along with the nest's owner ( a blue bird) that I had caught earlier that day and placed them both on my bedroom table. Satisfied, I lay myself down on my bed and put my blanket on.

Suddenly, I felt something heavy on me. It was the bird! I quickly covered my head with my blanket, leaving only the top part of my hair exposed. I didn't know waht to expect; I suppose the bird was angry at me and decided that it wanted revenge. I couldn't move at all ; my, the bird was heavy for its size; I could only close my eyes and pray that the bird would leave me alone.

You know what the bird did? It decided to pee on me. And, my goodness, its pee was like a never ending spraying of the water hose. Luckily I was covered, thanks to my blanke-before I could finish saying it, the bird found the uncovered spot on my head and peed on it too. Darn, so much for luck. As if that wasn't enough, it decided that to vomit nonstop on me too ( same process as the pee).

Then, I jerked out of bed and woke up. I looked around...phew, no bird, no pee, no vomit. I'm safe. It was just a dream. But I felt lightheaded and blur cause i woke up so sudden and it seemed real because I was dreaming in "real time".

Anyone care to interpret this dream? Hahaha.

Btw, the bird's nest looked like this :

Wednesday, May 14, 2008

TVB Dream

This is a really short dream, more like a concept dream- the concept is important, not the storyline.

It was as if i was watching TV, a TVB drama to be more exact. The area of my view was like a TV screen, and there were subtitles at the bottom of my screen. Mind you, I wasn't in my dream watching the TV; the dream was the TV.

The people in my dream were actors and they were acting out my dream. What more, they weren't speaking english. They were speaking Cantonese!!! So, i had to read the subtitles at the bottom of my screen. Imagine that- reading subtitles to understand your own dream- pathetic.

Dreams are Like Movies

Hey everyone!

Dreams are like movies- well, at least my dreams are. Some of them really don't make sense, but nonetheless, they are interesting. :) So take a peek and let your imagination run wild! Also, do leave comments and i would love if you could try to interpret my dreams, just for fun!

Remember, everything on this blog is fictional, they only exist in my dreams. :P

Dozing off,