- A Good Cuppa in Siberia
snow. lots of snow, as white as white can be. snow-covered fortress. we were running at top speed the only sounds i could hear were the soft thuds of my footsteps and my increasing heartbeat. i think we were escaping from there (the fortress/prison), seeing it fading into the background as we moved forward. (no idea who i was with, but there should be about 3-4 of us.) the land ahead of us stretched for acres and acres, there seemed to be no end. seemed like we were in Siberia. we were lost, scared, and hungry. bumped into a KGB officer; stopped him to ask for directions. (of all people, why the heck we stopped him, i had no idea. it was a dumbest thing to do if you ask me, because we just escaped from a fortress and someone could be tracking us down right now. for all i know he could've dragged our asses back to our nightmare). but lucky as we were, he didn't seem to recognize us and pointed us to the nearest town, instructed us to turn into a street named Manny (i live at a crossroad of Manning and another street. go figure how i came up with the street name. how unoriginal. bleh). at this point, i still didn't know where we were headed, but found ourselves in a big cozy store that sells toys and books. there was a little cafe in it, so my companions and i thought we'd settle for a cuppa hot choc, and figure out the rest later. *abrupt end, switched scene* - Lovers in the 1960s
setting: a street in Hong Kong. rows of shoplots, just like how it was in the drama series. time: the 60s. i had company. i didn't get it at first, because i thought i was me, but i wasn't. took me a while to realize i was encased in another body--an actress. i was merely a spectator but i'm watching from within her, my perspective was her perspective, her consciousness. (kinda like in the movie 'Being John Malkovich'. except i didn't watch the movie until a week after this dream occurred. strange.) anyway. there's this guy who seemed to be interested in the actress. the lad invited the actress for dinner at his house of which he's living with his dad and twin brother. i think he didn't expect both the dad and the twin brother to be at home; so it became 4 pairs of chopsticks instead of just the intended 2. quiet dinner interspersed with small talk. something didn't seem right but i didn't know what. counting the seconds for something to happen, because i knew it's coming. and then just as abruptly the actress exploded, demanding for answers from the twin brother with strings of questions and accusations of not professing his love for her. twin brother was mum; the lad was in shock. turned out the twin brother wanted to be altruistic and all, intending to 'let' the brother have the girl. oooo drama!! so now everything is out in the open. awkward silence. (omg this is such a HK drama series plot! i think i watched too much of it when i was younger, so much so that it was ingrained in my subconscious.) *changed scene* - Puzzle
[warning: at the risk of being labeled as a pervert, i decided to share this dream as discreetly as possible. so people, please read at your own risk. my advice is: if you're a conservative or just not very open-minded, i suggest you move on.]
girl meets boy. girl and boy in a bedroom with only a mattress on the floor. boy sits next to girl, leaning against the wall. slowly inching closer, boy embraces girl from behind, chit chatting about mindless stuff. then things got strange. girl turns around to look at boy while he talks, but boy looks like someone else - another person of whom girl does not like. girl got scared. glances away immediately, and begins to contemplate escaping. but before she runs for the door, girl decides to take another look just to make sure, and boy looks like the boy she knows, as before. strange-ness increases when girl suddenly recalls that boy is gay. it's just illogical to girl that they are in that intimate situation when girl feels nothing for boy and boy likes boys. then just when you'd think things couldn't be any stranger, boy unzips his pants to show girl his 'equipment' not in the erotic way but in a professor-ish way giving a lecture on an anatomical part. boy starts by explaining that it's a man-made mechanical equipment, attached to him surgically but works exactly like a real one. girl is dumbfounded, doesn't know what to say but instead asks what happened to the real one (or was there even a real one?). boy says tragic accident , lost the real one, hence the surgical attachment. *fast forward--more demonstrations* girl cringes, and to stop herself from throwing up, she looks elsewhere: notices boy's left feet that was all black and rotten. boy says oh that. frostbite. it looks worse that it really is, i don't even feel anything. girl feels fuzzy, shifts her focus and sees his left leg that seems to be attached to the torso at the thigh part. explains why he doesn't feel anything. girl faints.
- Lucky Draw
*another scene* time: present. i was in queue with 2 other friends for something, when it was my turn i handed the lady my ticket with the number '4002020'. the lady let out a small gasp, stood up and congratulate me, told me i won some special prize. she said hold on a sec let me go check what you've won. she came back with an inch-thick logbook and pointed at the entry #4002020 that said: immediate admission to Harvard Medical School. -___- it followed with lotsa details but i won't bore you with them. such a stupid dream i know. wishful thinking... - Sexuality Dilemma, Not
this last one, the most recent one. this one is quirky too. i was both a boy and a girl in the dream. or at least it felt that way. when my dad's talking to me, i was me--a girl. same too when i was with my bf (of whom only existed in that dream). but apparently there's this girl who claimed to love me, which for some reason led me to believe i was a guy when i was with her. it was a two-part story spliced in between one another, back-and-forth several times. in the dream i was trying to tell the girl off and make her understand i don't have feelings for her. but she threatened to commit suicide (oh how typical -___-). i related this dream to a friend, and he asked if i am having some dilemma about my own sexuality. of course not!!! have to admit i was a little disturbed by this, but now that i think about it, it could be that i was a girl all along in the dream, and that the other girl might just be a lesbian. nothing to do with my sexuality. phew!
at the end of the day, when candy flosses melt, they are nothing but puddles of sugar coloring. don't take them too seriously. i know i won't. ;) cheerio!
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