A few days ago I had a blocked nose. It was quite bad.
I went to sleep and started dreaming that a book store monster wanted everyone to buy books from the store so she can get $$$$$. So the monster hypnotised everyone and told them to go and buy books.
Then the monster came to me and wanted to hypnotise me. So i got hypnotised, but my willpower was so strong tat i remained semi concious while hypnotised. I was aware of my actions but cannot control them. And being hypnotised felt like breathing a lot slower without getting breathless (but tat was actually because of my blocked nose). And so i went to the store , but told the monster tat I did not get much money every week so no money to buy books. And he let me off.
The end
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Flying isn't so easy afterall
I dreamt clearly once again, after such a long time.
My class was going for some school trip to somewhere which i forgot. Apparently, we weren't taking the excursion bus, but the MRT.
Just then, i remembered that the day before, the mrt train driver could not come today and thus gave me the responsibility of driving the mrt. :O And I do not know why, but now, I had an essay in chinese about the advantages and disadvantages of zf driving an mrt and a thank you paragraph or two for letting me try driving an mrt. It was exactly 3 pages of foolscap(not square paper)long.
So, I told the person at the control station that I was taking over, and I forgot what mix up it was all about, but then we had one, But i didn't care at all and just proceeded to the driver's cabin.
If i am not wrong, this is how the scene looked at that time, with the students all queued up outside the station ready to go. I know the scene does not look like an mrt station at all, but its not my bad drawing, but it really happened to be like that in the dream.
So, we set off. At first, it seemed quite easy to control the mrt. Just stopping and moving off at stations. But then, the mrt could fly. I triggered it to fly by accident and soon, the wheels left the train tracks and I struggled to manouever it carefully past high rised buildings, hdb flats and sky scrapers, not wanting to crash into them, or let the back crash either. The mrt train is very long so it makes it easy to swing the back of the train into the buildings.
Finally, I found the track again, but i could not align the wheels ajnd the rails properly, so I could not land the train, it just kept on hovering and bouncing at the station, where passengers struggled carefully to get on. After a few moments, before all the passengers were on the train, it took off to flight again, by accident.
Station past stations, i tried to land the train on the tracks time over time, but to no avail. That meant i had to continue the perilious procedure of flying the train in between buildings and not letting the back of the train lose control.
I would like to share it from my point of view how scary the ride was, but unfortunately i have no time to make a video now, unlike the picture i made which took less than a minute.
At paya lebar, something strange i observed. the chinese name for that station was 回家if you were travelling towards pasir ris and the station was called 离开家 if you were travelling Away from pasir ris. I think that was because i stayed in pasir ris.
Finally, at some point in time i managed to land the train on the tracks. And later, the class went to my house for the school trip. :S very weird and we all went into a room and lied down on a bed while i read through my chinese essay. As to what happened after that, that is another story (or more like I forgot what happened)
THE END of an exciting heart beating journey across singapore on a flying mrt train
My class was going for some school trip to somewhere which i forgot. Apparently, we weren't taking the excursion bus, but the MRT.
Just then, i remembered that the day before, the mrt train driver could not come today and thus gave me the responsibility of driving the mrt. :O And I do not know why, but now, I had an essay in chinese about the advantages and disadvantages of zf driving an mrt and a thank you paragraph or two for letting me try driving an mrt. It was exactly 3 pages of foolscap(not square paper)long.
So, I told the person at the control station that I was taking over, and I forgot what mix up it was all about, but then we had one, But i didn't care at all and just proceeded to the driver's cabin.
If i am not wrong, this is how the scene looked at that time, with the students all queued up outside the station ready to go. I know the scene does not look like an mrt station at all, but its not my bad drawing, but it really happened to be like that in the dream.
So, we set off. At first, it seemed quite easy to control the mrt. Just stopping and moving off at stations. But then, the mrt could fly. I triggered it to fly by accident and soon, the wheels left the train tracks and I struggled to manouever it carefully past high rised buildings, hdb flats and sky scrapers, not wanting to crash into them, or let the back crash either. The mrt train is very long so it makes it easy to swing the back of the train into the buildings.
Finally, I found the track again, but i could not align the wheels ajnd the rails properly, so I could not land the train, it just kept on hovering and bouncing at the station, where passengers struggled carefully to get on. After a few moments, before all the passengers were on the train, it took off to flight again, by accident.
Station past stations, i tried to land the train on the tracks time over time, but to no avail. That meant i had to continue the perilious procedure of flying the train in between buildings and not letting the back of the train lose control.
I would like to share it from my point of view how scary the ride was, but unfortunately i have no time to make a video now, unlike the picture i made which took less than a minute.
At paya lebar, something strange i observed. the chinese name for that station was 回家if you were travelling towards pasir ris and the station was called 离开家 if you were travelling Away from pasir ris. I think that was because i stayed in pasir ris.
Finally, at some point in time i managed to land the train on the tracks. And later, the class went to my house for the school trip. :S very weird and we all went into a room and lied down on a bed while i read through my chinese essay. As to what happened after that, that is another story (or more like I forgot what happened)
THE END of an exciting heart beating journey across singapore on a flying mrt train
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
less dramatic dream
all of ur dreams sound so dramatic, which sort of suit the blog title but oh well my dream last night wasn't that dramatic
hmm... well the dream has two parts
in the first part, i'm at home and i jus got up i sent my sisters to the door as thy had to go to school first, as any normal school day, but strangely it was only 5am when they left the house together. the lift was also a bit weird it could travel both sideways and up and down, so it could go right to the door of my house. yup so i sent they downstairs and went back up to get my bag and get to school
in the second part, i was suddenly in a bus wif ethel and zf and we were apparently taking a bus home then when the bus stopped at one of the stops, cheryllit came in and told us tt she was going to her primary school where she was going to celebrate her birthday though it was a week early (quite weird since her birthday jus passed so recently and in the dream i remember tt it was alr around 10-19 dec alr) oh then zf and i started comparing heights (judged by cheryllit and ethel) and apparently we were the same height haha i was quite happy and started reflecting on what i had probably done the past few days to get taller... then i woke up and i was like... hmmph... it's still holidays... and i'm still as short
:) Joelle
hmm... well the dream has two parts
in the first part, i'm at home and i jus got up i sent my sisters to the door as thy had to go to school first, as any normal school day, but strangely it was only 5am when they left the house together. the lift was also a bit weird it could travel both sideways and up and down, so it could go right to the door of my house. yup so i sent they downstairs and went back up to get my bag and get to school
in the second part, i was suddenly in a bus wif ethel and zf and we were apparently taking a bus home then when the bus stopped at one of the stops, cheryllit came in and told us tt she was going to her primary school where she was going to celebrate her birthday though it was a week early (quite weird since her birthday jus passed so recently and in the dream i remember tt it was alr around 10-19 dec alr) oh then zf and i started comparing heights (judged by cheryllit and ethel) and apparently we were the same height haha i was quite happy and started reflecting on what i had probably done the past few days to get taller... then i woke up and i was like... hmmph... it's still holidays... and i'm still as short
:) Joelle
bored :P
cos i'm bored now.. i'll put a few drms in here then delete tis acct. :P
uh.. drmt i went ice skating wid 205.. had a score lol-> 111. then the nxt day( not in drm liao) on my wae back from church i saw block 111. lol v cool :P :D
another drm.. tis drm quite frequent.. there's tis long long swimming pool. inside got 1 big big fish ( the fish is diff in everi drm but in everi drm, it is still big n scary). the 1st few times i had this drm of long swimming pool n big fish, i was outside the pool. not long ago, i drmt of tis pool again. tis time i was inside. in my drm, i rmbed tt i had seen tis pool b4 :P then suddenly my watch fell to the bottom of the pool. tis pool v deep (obviously, cos it has 2 contain such a big fish) so i had 2 div deep underneath to get my watch. then when i reached the bottom 2 get my watch, the big fish swam passed. red colour de. v scary as i held my breath waiting 4 it 2 pass lor ): but finally it passed n i swam 2 surface n the drm jus stopped suddenly o.o
finish!
i'm off 2 delete tis acct byebye! interesting blog aniwae.. :)
mole :P
uh.. drmt i went ice skating wid 205.. had a score lol-> 111. then the nxt day( not in drm liao) on my wae back from church i saw block 111. lol v cool :P :D
another drm.. tis drm quite frequent.. there's tis long long swimming pool. inside got 1 big big fish ( the fish is diff in everi drm but in everi drm, it is still big n scary). the 1st few times i had this drm of long swimming pool n big fish, i was outside the pool. not long ago, i drmt of tis pool again. tis time i was inside. in my drm, i rmbed tt i had seen tis pool b4 :P then suddenly my watch fell to the bottom of the pool. tis pool v deep (obviously, cos it has 2 contain such a big fish) so i had 2 div deep underneath to get my watch. then when i reached the bottom 2 get my watch, the big fish swam passed. red colour de. v scary as i held my breath waiting 4 it 2 pass lor ): but finally it passed n i swam 2 surface n the drm jus stopped suddenly o.o
finish!
i'm off 2 delete tis acct byebye! interesting blog aniwae.. :)
mole :P
hello
uh hello. i drmt of cherylit getting me into trouble wid the police :P
we were driving then we came to this road where the cars just went in circles. so we tried 2 cut queue 4 fun :P we wanted to go in circles too :P
but we caused some accidents and the traffic screwed up cos of us :P so the traffic police came to scold us :PP
then the drm jus disappeared :P
mole :P
we were driving then we came to this road where the cars just went in circles. so we tried 2 cut queue 4 fun :P we wanted to go in circles too :P
but we caused some accidents and the traffic screwed up cos of us :P so the traffic police came to scold us :PP
then the drm jus disappeared :P
mole :P
Monday, December 8, 2008
A dream in a dream in a dream
The plane shook violently.
As I saw the plane descending at a steep angle towards the runway, passengers braced. I covered my head with one head and continued eating my chocolate with the other.
Crash.
I woke up with a start...in the plane. Just then the air turned turbulent, the plane shook violently as I chewed on my chocolate. Ahead was a sea of terrace houses with just a small patch of empty space before it. The plane is never going to make a good landing with that space.
And I was right. Surprisingly, only the cockpit caught fire. Even so, the cabin was in a wreck. I got myself out of it and did one of those reverse chin ups which lowered my bruise covered body down those walls which seperated individual terrace houses.
I thought it was quite a good job for me to get out of that wreck before the fire spread furthur.
I walked along the avenue and saw a house with a gigantic soft toy lion which can move and had life roaring bound by a gate at a house just across the main road it was really frightening. It was a little taller than 3 storeys. I walked in the other direction and found a house in which some of my friends were there. The only people I could remember who were there were hk and jk. The people there said that they had to set off for some place but before going, they had to go to the toilet, and there was no toilet in the house. but I didn't really care. So all of us set out for the place we had to go to.
It was then I realised that we had to walk out of the gate onto the main road where the lion was. I was very scared, but realising that everyone was leaving me behind, I gathered my courage and walked past the lion. It went smoothly.
As our journey continued, I thought I might take some pictures as a memory. I took a picture of that burning inferno of a plane lying in some distance. Black Fumes rose out of the air and i could see the top of the broken plane. So there.
As we continued walking, I felt myself drift into another realm, but the same people were around me, with the same purpose, to get to the 'place'. But my surroundings were different, it was a green meadow with a pavement leading through it. As we walked, I decided to show cmc the picture of the burning plane. I took out my camera.
He asked if i was sure there was a plane crash, because he did not see any. Perhaps I was dreaming? To confirm this, I checked if the picture was there. It was not. All I saw was a collection of jk's photos and weird postures. Cmc was laughing like crap, and I was reassured, the plane crash which seemed so real was all a dream...
And then this whole dream which contained the dream and the dream in the dream ended.
As I saw the plane descending at a steep angle towards the runway, passengers braced. I covered my head with one head and continued eating my chocolate with the other.
Crash.
I woke up with a start...in the plane. Just then the air turned turbulent, the plane shook violently as I chewed on my chocolate. Ahead was a sea of terrace houses with just a small patch of empty space before it. The plane is never going to make a good landing with that space.
And I was right. Surprisingly, only the cockpit caught fire. Even so, the cabin was in a wreck. I got myself out of it and did one of those reverse chin ups which lowered my bruise covered body down those walls which seperated individual terrace houses.
I thought it was quite a good job for me to get out of that wreck before the fire spread furthur.
I walked along the avenue and saw a house with a gigantic soft toy lion which can move and had life roaring bound by a gate at a house just across the main road it was really frightening. It was a little taller than 3 storeys. I walked in the other direction and found a house in which some of my friends were there. The only people I could remember who were there were hk and jk. The people there said that they had to set off for some place but before going, they had to go to the toilet, and there was no toilet in the house. but I didn't really care. So all of us set out for the place we had to go to.
It was then I realised that we had to walk out of the gate onto the main road where the lion was. I was very scared, but realising that everyone was leaving me behind, I gathered my courage and walked past the lion. It went smoothly.
As our journey continued, I thought I might take some pictures as a memory. I took a picture of that burning inferno of a plane lying in some distance. Black Fumes rose out of the air and i could see the top of the broken plane. So there.
As we continued walking, I felt myself drift into another realm, but the same people were around me, with the same purpose, to get to the 'place'. But my surroundings were different, it was a green meadow with a pavement leading through it. As we walked, I decided to show cmc the picture of the burning plane. I took out my camera.
He asked if i was sure there was a plane crash, because he did not see any. Perhaps I was dreaming? To confirm this, I checked if the picture was there. It was not. All I saw was a collection of jk's photos and weird postures. Cmc was laughing like crap, and I was reassured, the plane crash which seemed so real was all a dream...
And then this whole dream which contained the dream and the dream in the dream ended.
Sunday, December 7, 2008
I wonder.
Dreams. Sometimes, they can be as pointless as dreaming of the answers of yesterday's physics paper instead of tomorrow's biology paper. Other times, we think see them as déjà vu.
Are they purely just coincidence?
But really. What are dreams meant for? If they are meant to be pointless, what's the use of having them? I don't think people can actually control or decide what they would want to dream at night. Besides, if people controlled what they dreamed, then there wouldn't be talk of nightmares! If dreams are meant to be a temporary escape from harsh reality, then why is it that when you get so, so, soooo tired you just fall straight asleep and don't dream at all?
And really, what's with all of Cinderella's dream-come-true thing? Because personally, all my dreams have been loads of foggy stuffs and barely-recognizable people. Okay, okay, don't tell me; my dream-come-true would be to get a cloud. Or probably become blind. Whatever. Yeah, how I'd love it.
I've not dreamt in ages. But then again, I don't sleep as deeply enough to dream anymore, but that is a different point altogether.
And now I'm actually panicky. Try as I might, I have not found any inspiration to write anything, just to make my holidays a little more meaningful. Through past experiences, I have found it easier to write based on what I have dreamed, be it just the night before, or previous dreams I had happened to remember. I sort of guess that's why my teachers don't usually like my writing style, cause it's always like my dreams - foggy, blurry, and with slightly unclear characters/settings. But hey, what's the big deal? I always finsh it clearly, it's just whether you get the bloody damn thing at all.
Okay, enough about essays.
I wonder.
How does it feel like to escape for awhile into our little fantasies, and pretend that the real world doesn't exist? In that one place where everything goes in accordance to you, where whatever you want to happen will happen, and it does not actually matter if whatever happens in our fantasies will not happen in the real world.
Because everyone knows that it is just a fantasy, only conjured up to satisfy our momentary need for a certain something.
Hahhahah. I wonder.
This one I really do. What if most of the time you have nightmares? Does it mean that you're stressed or something? That even in your own little fantasies you cannot escape from reality? That's rather sad, isn't it?
Don't we all wonder....
(:
Dreams. Sometimes, they can be as pointless as dreaming of the answers of yesterday's physics paper instead of tomorrow's biology paper. Other times, we think see them as déjà vu.
Are they purely just coincidence?
But really. What are dreams meant for? If they are meant to be pointless, what's the use of having them? I don't think people can actually control or decide what they would want to dream at night. Besides, if people controlled what they dreamed, then there wouldn't be talk of nightmares! If dreams are meant to be a temporary escape from harsh reality, then why is it that when you get so, so, soooo tired you just fall straight asleep and don't dream at all?
And really, what's with all of Cinderella's dream-come-true thing? Because personally, all my dreams have been loads of foggy stuffs and barely-recognizable people. Okay, okay, don't tell me; my dream-come-true would be to get a cloud. Or probably become blind. Whatever. Yeah, how I'd love it.
I've not dreamt in ages. But then again, I don't sleep as deeply enough to dream anymore, but that is a different point altogether.
And now I'm actually panicky. Try as I might, I have not found any inspiration to write anything, just to make my holidays a little more meaningful. Through past experiences, I have found it easier to write based on what I have dreamed, be it just the night before, or previous dreams I had happened to remember. I sort of guess that's why my teachers don't usually like my writing style, cause it's always like my dreams - foggy, blurry, and with slightly unclear characters/settings. But hey, what's the big deal? I always finsh it clearly, it's just whether you get the bloody damn thing at all.
Okay, enough about essays.
I wonder.
How does it feel like to escape for awhile into our little fantasies, and pretend that the real world doesn't exist? In that one place where everything goes in accordance to you, where whatever you want to happen will happen, and it does not actually matter if whatever happens in our fantasies will not happen in the real world.
Because everyone knows that it is just a fantasy, only conjured up to satisfy our momentary need for a certain something.
Hahhahah. I wonder.
This one I really do. What if most of the time you have nightmares? Does it mean that you're stressed or something? That even in your own little fantasies you cannot escape from reality? That's rather sad, isn't it?
Don't we all wonder....
(:
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