Friday, September 02, 2005

The Atypical Dream...

Okay. I just woke up. And I had such a weird dream last night. Er, maybe not weird. More of fun. This dream is divided into many sections. I can't really remember which scene came popping out first, so I'd put them in random. First up, I was in this Burger King which was located in the middle of some unknown street, eating with some people whom I do not know. And I was complaining so loudly because I had to eat in front of a rubbish bin.
Next, I was delivered into this scene whereby many guys were standing next to me. Guess what? I was in there having dragonboat training. H-U-H. We were having push-ups, sit-ups, sprinting, climbing the ropes, blah blah... It was so weird. And it wasn't in my school, it was located at some deserted area. After that, this person (probably the captain of the DB team) called for a 15 minutes break, leaving everyone scrambling to the restrooms nearby. And I remembered seeing this guy I HATE so much there. At that moment, I was like "EEEWWW". Anyways, I simply ignored him and went straight to the loo. It was the biggest toilet I've ever entered in my life... or rather.. in my dream. But still, it's bigger than any toilets I've entered in real life. So I entered this cubicle, locked the door and started 'putting out the fire'. I then realised this cubicle was divided into 2 sections, and the person next door can actually see what the other person (I) was doing, and I saw this woman talking on the phone. I bent down at that split second and it was such an embarrassment. "What the hell was that woman doing in the Gents?" Luckily, she seemed to be quite immersed in her conversation and didn't see me. Eventually, I found the chance to zip up my pants and stood up straight. And guess what. This woman has made a room out of that cubicle. YUCKS YUCKS YUCKS! She even laid a mattress on the floor and beside her was a small little table. A room in a toilet cubicle? She must be kidding. She saw me. And she asked me to visit her often. *Faints*
Next, I was out of the restroom and I'd stepped into a new scene. In there, someone had died. Someone evil. (Don't ask me how I knew he was evil, because my dream told me so!) So yeah. And this shaggy woman (probably a close friend of the deceased) was running about in this castle, seeking help and I think she was talking to someone invisible at a corner. She even whispered the word "Horcuxes" to the air. I was like...isn't that something I read in Harry Potter?? This dream was getting so weird. I was so confused of where I was, who were all these people, what was I doing in there. It doesn't make sense. Before I knew it, I was in another scene.
This time, in a boutique. And next to me, stood (Omg, I can't believe my eyes) Zhang Ziyi. She had this electrifying Afro hairstyle that someone might mis-recognize her for Tina-Turner-turned-Asian. She was pacing the whole boutique and surprisingly, she asked for my opinion for some gowns. Suddenly, the salegirls walked out and took most of the gowns away, leaving only a few pieces on the displays. Zhang Ziyi was sorta furious. She began throwing tantrums and shouted so loudly, but everyone looked as though nothing has happened...
Next, I was awoken by the the alarm clock... What a weird weird dream!


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