A blue hulk

July 1, 2008 at 9:48 am (Dream) (, , )

Someone was knocking at my door and I saw a big blue hulk at my doorstep. It was a hot day and he asked me for something to cool his body, so I handed him a glass of ice water through the window.

Suddenly he started to hurl his body in thundering rage against my door! I was extremely terrified and ran to my room. Then I heard a loud noise, oh man, he’s inside the house now! There’s no where else to run, I had to do something.

Just before he brought my room door down, I stepped INTO the wall and manage to hide myself in between the bricks, from the hulk. (This is my dream so I decide if I live or die or have super power)

I came out from the wall and the hulk was gone. Then I saw troops running outside of my house with guns in their hands. They must be tracking the hulk to take him down. I ran out of my house as fast as I could till I saw a familiar face. She’s CY, my childhood friend whom I’ve not seen or talked to for ages. She knew that I was trapped inside the house with the monster but she couldnt come save me because her mother didn’t allow. And all I could say was ”Oh you’re with the military now?”

Here’s how the blue hulk looked in my dream, except for the sharp pointy ears. Yea, I obviously was borned in the 80s and grew up watching thundercats, JEM, etc.

thundercat

Phew! What an action packed dream.

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Dreaming John Malkovich

June 20, 2008 at 3:38 pm (Dream) (, )

Have you seen the movie “Being John Malkovich”?

I know it’s been 10 years but I just got the chance to watch it, ok. Period.

Anyway, the movie is so very weird that John Malkovich became my colleague in my dream!! I wish I could remember more cos it’s definitely like-movie-like-dream weird.

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Big mansion with swimming pools in Italy

June 20, 2008 at 3:27 pm (Dream) (, , , , )

My family was visiting Italy and we stayed in this huge mansion my dad bought which was designed like The Colosseum but gold in colour. We even have several swimming pools, and many paintings like those created by the great Leonardo Da Vincci.

Don’t call me a liar. Let me finish.

I woke up from the dream, needed to pee.

So I guess to dream of seeing a swimming pool simply means get up from your sleep before you wet the bed.

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Praying mantis

June 3, 2008 at 8:46 am (Dream) (, )

I had a dream and woke up thinking, awesome dream! So I hit the playback button, remembering the whole dream again….

Then the alarm clock went off. All I am left with is the vision of me plucking out a praying mantis made of steel/copper wire from my hair. And the two big eyes staring right into mine.

I’m remembering more now as we speak. I can remember myself opening up a drawer, to find clothes for my praying mantis! Very vain.

 

I am having a destructive relationship with my dreams. I am obvioulsy preying on them to feed my blog.

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Heavy flood in India

May 30, 2008 at 6:51 am (Dream) ()

In my dream that night, I was walking in a heavy flood, with a big crowd, in INDIA!!!

Pushing a chair in front of me as I walked, suppose to help me move better in the water. Everybody was doing that, and I didn’t feel like I was out of my mind then. It’s a dream, come on!

That was my dream. Then I saw on the evening news yesterday that Columbia was hit by a heavy flood. If my dream is not an indication, then it is certainly very close to one. ind-IA and columb-IA, got it?

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Japan, you shrunk my cousin!

May 30, 2008 at 5:59 am (Dream) ()

My cousin MJ is studying in Japan and I had a dream about her coming home.  This is what happened:

She’s lost a lot of weight and HEIGHT!!! 

Me: “Welcome home, but why so short ar?”

MJ: “Yor, you dunno meh, things in Japan so tiny, ceiling so low, I had to lower my body everytime I move around, thats why lor..”

Me: “Oh I see..” (Her explanation sounded reasonable, it was a dream la, ok?)

Me: ”Eh then Uncle J how?” (Uncle J is my uncle who’s been working in Japan for almost 2 decades now)

MJ: “Oh, he’s shorter than me now la, imagine..”

Me: “Har..weird la like that. He was a very tall man.”

So that’s my dream.

I think I was 8 or 9 when I last saw Uncle J, and I always remember him as someone tall. Maybe it’s just my illussion. But then again, I’m not much taller than when I was 8. I did grow, you just need to pay more attention to notice.

 

 

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