Monday, October 8, 2012

Lord Voldemort

Okay, so this one's still pretty normal, but it has elements that make me differentiate it from reality.

So in my dream, my sisters and I were grocery shopping. I was pretty aware that someone was after us. So we used the 'secret cashier' (yeah, they have one). But we forgot to buy something and I had to go back and get it. But Lord Voldemort was there. He was the one after me. But there's a funny twist.

Even though I was scared as fuck for my life, I was being chased by Voldemort who apparently, was singing and dancing broadway while chasing after me. He seemed happy. But I was scared for my life. I was avoiding places he's been going to. Then one time, I bumped into a die hard HP fan who's a friend of mine. And she suddenly blurted out "Hey Voldy!" And I was panicking so much 'cause I just know he's behind me already. But he wasn't and I ran fast and couldn't get that missing item we forgot.

I went back to my sisters and told them I couldn't get it and the youngest one said "It's okay, you already risked your life. Let's just buy that the next time."

Dafuq was that dream?

Monday, September 24, 2012


Hey! It's been yet another long while. How are you? I haven't been posting but it's not because I haven't been dreaming. It's more like, I totally forgot about my dream blog. Hahaha! And it's cause my dreams have been normal lately. And let's talk about that, shall we?

I find it rather creepy that my dreams are becoming normal. Too normal. The contents of my dreams are just everyday stuff I've been doing for the past months. Nothing crazy. The craziest would probably be me, going to another country and that's that. It creeps me out 'cause as time pass, I completely can't tell anymore whether I'm dreaming or not (not that I can tell). Let me go deeper. To me, dreaming something crazy means that I wouldn't mix in those dreams with a memory in reality.

For example, I would dream about an alien invasion. If I have a conversation with an old friend, I wouldn't be saying "oh, remember that alien invasion before?". But now, my dreams have been about my daily life. There are even times where I dream about saying stuff to my sisters that I had planned on saying the day after the dream. Like last night. I watched something. Normally, since I watched it all alone, I'd be telling my sisters about it. But I just so happened to dream about doing so. I go saying "Hey, yesterday I watched this amazing show...*goes about the whole show*". And proceed doing normal stuff.

That's quite a problem for me 'cause I end up totally thinking that I've already told her. It has become part of my memories from reality. When I remember things that I should be doing or telling others, I would always think, "Wait, have I already told her? Or was that just a dream?" I always confirm with others if I've done so... Sometimes, it's difficult to tell if it really happened or it was just a dream.

It's probably because I haven't been going out much. I'm pretty much a hermit. I'm always at home, and got nothing new to see. But that was my choice. It's just that, it's been affecting my brain activity. -sigh- (this is quite difficult too, as I'm prone to false awakening).

Friday, June 8, 2012

3 repetitive dreams = premontion?

Hey! Been a while. A friend (What's up Glen?) and I were talking about dreams and I mentioned my dream blog, and it got me to blogging again. Although this recent post will be quite sad on my part.

I had a total of 4 dreams about the same thing and something happened. My cat just gave birth to three wonderful little kitties 3 months ago. And since I love animals so much, I was ecstatic. I looked forward to them growing up. But sadly, during their 3rd month of living, they started going missing one by one. First it was our little girl named Peanut, who disappeared on my birthday, so that was really something.

Then a week later, curious little Butter disappeared. Just my kitten Ninja, remained. Both Peanut and Butter was accidentally taken by our car (They love sleeping under the hood of the car because it's warm) when my mother left for some place else. Because I was afraid that Ninja would meet the same fate, I kept watch on him. I ask my mum when she plans on going out for groceries, and what time, so that I could wake up and make sure Ninja's not inside the hood. I realised Ninja rarely goes inside the hood and immediately jumps out when I open the door. So I was rest assured that he won't be like his siblings. 


I was too calm, and so, one morning, when my mum decided to use the bloody car just so she could go to the marketplace and buy food with our house helper, Ninja happened to be under the hood. That was June 3rd. I was so sad, I cried (yes folks, I really cry for animals' sake). 

That's my back story. Now onto the dream. Just after Butter disappeared, I started having dreams that Peanut and Butter are together and that they finally found their way home. I was happy 'cause they're all reunited again. The next day, I dreamt the same thing. And the day after that too. 

I told my sister, who said she's also dreamt the same thing, but 4 times now. And I said "I've only dreamt thrice..." my fourth dream was the night before Ninja disappeared. It was slightly different than the first 3 dreams. In the recent dreams, I was carrying Ninja when all of a sudden, Peanut and Butter appeared. And I said "They finally found their way home." Then Ninja jumped off from my arm and chased Butter and Peanut to play. I was staring at them thinking "How nice, they're finally reunited. Ninja must've missed his brother and sister." After that I changed dreams.

My mum barged in on my room saying "Joerg step dad finally said yes! We can buy the puppy!" Which I lazily replied to with a "aahh?" (Kind of in a really? tone). But I immediately remembered my dream and hurried downstairs to look for Ninja and he's nowhere to be found. I even searched the places where he usually hides (he loves doing that) but he's nowhere. 

I then asked my mum if they went somewhere and what time... she said they went to the marketplace at around 6 am when we were all still asleep. I went to my cat Sassy (the mother of Ninja, Butter and Peanut) and stroke her. I cried, actually. But I don't know if my mum noticed. The same day, we bought a puppy named Bruce. I was actually planning on having Bruce and Ninja grow up together and be best friends. But I guess that's not gonna happen.

Could my fourth dream have been a premonition? I really believe in those stuff. I'm not bragging or being crazy, but I have this gift where something comes to my mind and then it happens. I even predicted the lottery before. Sad thing is that I can't really tell whether this is just any normal thought, or something that's going to happen in the future. I simply call it "Clair-cognizance" since Clairvoyance involves "seeing" something. I also get premonition-like dreams often. So yeah. I think it was a premonition that I couldn't prevent as I was comfortably snoozing my ass off. 

I miss Ninja :( I hope he's okay somewhere out there... 

Sassy with Ninja (Black & White), Butter (Yellow and White), and Peanut (tortoise shell)

Saturday, April 21, 2012


Whoa! Still not used to the new layout. So I dreamt again (I've been dreaming actually). But I thought it would be insignificant so I didn't plan on blogging about it. But then I told my mother and then she suddenly said something very weird.

I dreamt that there was a flood. It wasn't harsh or anything. It was a calm one. Then weird scenes appear. There was a scene where a neighbourhood cat named Midnight (father of my cat Ninja) suddenly became friendly towards us and he was really sweet. Taking care of his kids together with Sassy.

Then different sorts of people, including a friend of mine, Joshua, who I haven't seen in a long while, came and visited. He seemed sort of gayish in my dream. I don't know if that's a sign or something. He gave me an "It's been a while" hug. Then I took notice of the flood. It was greenish.

I told my mother about this. And she said "HA? Flood? Flood dreams have bad meanings! How was the water? Was it blurry and dirty?" And I said "No, it was calm and the water was greenish." Then she said "Oh! Green is good news. Nothing bad is gonna happen after all." And I was like "...?"

So I looked it up and it meant: To dream that you are in a flood represents your need to release some sexual desires. If the flood is raging, then it represents emotional issues and tensions. Your repressed emotions are overwhelming you. Consider where the flood is for clues as to where in your waking life is causing you stress and tension. Alternatively, the dream indicates that you are overwhelming others with your demands and strong opinion. Still another interpretation could be your desire to wipe everything clean and make a fresh new start. To see a gentle flood in your dream indicates that your worries over a certain matter will soon be swept away.

So there. OH! I think I get why it was a flood. There's a part of the dream that I'm not telling you. But yeah. I get it now.

Wednesday, March 21, 2012


Okay, so I'm not gonna focus about the dream but about what happened afterwards. It's because my sister did something this morning. I was dreaming a normal dream. By what I thought of as near the end of a dream (yes, I think I've developed the skill to know how a dream's going to end now), people were planning on what they're gonna do and shit like that. They've already got their final decision that before they leave a certain place, they should pretend to be fighting and THEN open the door (just in case someone was listening in on their convo).

SUDDENLY, my bloody sister opens my door and barges in which shocked the fuck out of me. I don't know why but the very sound of the door being opened really gave me a fright. My heart was beating so fast. She seemed to have cut the dream before it was about to end which I think, frustrated my emotions. My conscience was telling me that the dream shouldn't have ended that way.

You see, it's my sister's birthday today. So she barges in my room telling me to wake up 'cause it's lunch time and told me "Let's eat! We bought Magnum ice cream! We get 2 ice creams each" and I woke up really shocked, my heart was beating (but of course, she doesn't realise this). I looked at my phone to check the time and it was around 12 already. I told her to give me a few minutes. Then she left.

The reason I told her that wasn't because of the usual "give me 5 more minutes". It was so that I could calm myself down. My heart was pounding. I don't know if you get me but just think of the feelings you get when you have nightmares.

And so I calmed down and went downstairs to eat. Jeez! Does this happen to you guys? Do you get that "I feel like my life's been sliced" feeling with your heart pounding? Gave me a fright.

Saturday, March 17, 2012

a sort of lucid dream

Hello fellow dreamers! Today I will talk about a dream I had 2 days ago. I think I sort of lucid dreamt. "Sort of" 'cause I'm not too sure and I only controlled the dream a little bit.

2 days ago, at around 12 in the afternoon, I was still sleeping. Actually, I already woke up and I forced myself to sleep again 'cause I wanted to sleep more. I started imagining stuff so that I would quickly fall asleep (as I always do). I realised I was already half-asleep and the things I was imagining were being incorporated in my dream already.

I was thinking about, here it comes, Cillian Murphy. HAHAHA! I remembered him. At first I was thinking like this... "Oh, Cillian is here. And we're on a plane. And then he pulls out his gun. Oh shit, we're in an reenactment of his movie 'Red eye'" and I totally gave myself a nightmare. I can't explain in perfectly but it was sort of like I was suggesting all the things that were happening. I was really scared to the point that I was telling myself to wake up already (the movie was terrifying) and when I did, I was in panic and was really frustrated.

I think it's worthy of being called a lucid dream, right? No? Well fuck you! I still believe I controlled my dream in some level. Speaking of Lucid dreams, although it sounds awesome to control your dream doesn't it? But I think the process of it all is quite scary. I can't say 'cause I don't have much knowledge about lucid dreaming and how it is done. But I do know that when we dream, we are in a state of sleep paralysis. And sleep paralysis is no joke 'cause I ALWAYS suffer from sleep paralysis. Okay, not always, but there have been many numbers of time where I did.

Sleep paralysis ain't funny. It's scary. You can't move, sometimes you can't breathe (which is always the case with me), you hallucinate like fuck and it's serious business. The first time I experienced this was back in 2007. I was in high school and I thought I was going to die in my sleep. I was super terrified that I couldn't sleep anymore. It ruined me but I'm still sane.

Okay, the post has gone off topic and has turned really long. Good bye!

Tuesday, February 28, 2012

Perhaps I'm looking too much into it

It's been a while since I last blogged (this opener is really getting old). Last night, I had a dream which was sort of emotional. And during the duration of the dream, it felt pleasant then ended up unpleasant. I thought it was a wonderful dream when I was still inside. But when I woke up and thought about the meanings and it was really horrible. To the point that it left me all semi-silent the whole day.

I dreamt about spending Christmas with my family. And when I say family, I mean mum, DAD, sisters and relatives. Why put dad in big letters? My dad passed away 5 years ago (6 if you want to include August of this year). I cannot remember spending Christmas with him 'cause he was busy with work or with his other family. He only came home every after 2 months and only stays for 3 days. We might've spent Christmas together but probably rarely. I'm pretty sure I can't remember a time though. Moving on.

So we spent time together but he had to leave early. I don't know why. I just know that I was really happy and was moved to tears when he was about to leave. I remember muttering something like "oh so he really wasn't dead. he's still alive 'cause we got to spend christmas together." He got onto the car and started driving (and this is where it gets creepy), but the gates weren't opened yet and he just drove THROUGH it like a ghost.

And so, there I was, looking at our window, all poker faced, thinking that HE WAS REALLY dead and we only spent christmas with his ghost. But somehow I concluded that he "got out of his way and asked God if he could spend time with us on this special day." I don't know where that came from but it was legit back in my dream. Mum gives us each our presents.

Then a few hours later, he came back. He said he went to England to spend time with his family there. And he returned with my cousin from his brother. Mum was in the room and I was in the living room trying to make sense out of what dad was doing. I asked him why he brought my cousin (by the way, this cousin is around 30+ and I'm just 19) and he said that they were in a relationship and I was really shocked. He told me to ask mum to sleep in another room 'cause he was gonna use their room to sleep with my cousin. I was really mad 'cause he was gone for 5 years and he returns with my cousin and shoos my mum away.

I went inside and told my mum and she was really sad about this. I went out and saw that dad and my cousin where at the living room and I sat beside the cousin. I asked her if she really was in a relationship with my dad and she confirmed. But then I said something like "but he's dead. that's his ghost! and isn't he YOUR dad?"

I realised this wasn't my dad but my uncle. You see, they really look and sound alike. So even in a dream it's quite difficult to see the difference. Then I woke up. At first, I was all nonchalant. But then I remembered the part where I said "he's dead! isn't he your dad?"

I thought of the most horrible thing that I could possibly think of about a family member. I sure hope uncle is okay and healthy. And yes, I still dream about my father. Even though it's been almost 6 years already :(