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?

Normal

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).

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.MISTAKEN.

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)

 

Flood

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.

  

Shock

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.

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!

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 :(

Rabbits

WHOA WHOA WHOA! I just had a flashback of what I dreamt about last night. I was sure it was something mysterious. I never thought I'd remember such details. It was very clear. But then again, why was my dad there? Weird.

So basically, the dream was about me and my family members (plus maid) looking for my sister's bunnies. In the dream we had three but in reality we only have two. We were in this field like place. It was really grassy and the feel was eerie. Think olive green colour palette. Our maid let the bunnies out to roam around since they don't do that much at our house. But you know bunnies. They're cute and they run to places when excited. Our maid said that the bunnies ran away and were nowhere to be found. Then we panicked since (I don't know how) we had the knowledge that crocodiles and alligators were roaming around the grassy field. Since I can't put how the place looked like into words, I tried drawing it out, but it still looks crappy 'cause I'm not really in the mood to draw.
So yeah, we venture deeper into the place and find out that there are many more places or rooms beneath the grassy field. I can even remember a room where the lights were a little broken (flashing on and off) and there was this big doll with one broken eye. The room was really big but it was only a large space. There was nothing much in it which made it more creepy. I remember being afraid that we might get locked in if we don't hurry up and look for the bunnies.

Oh, before we went to the other places, we checked the pathway below the rock things. The maid said that she saw the rabbits run off there, and when we tried looking for them, we only saw a deer who was chewing something. We got scared that it might've eaten one of the rabbits. But then I thought that the deer was small so how could it fit the rabbit.

Onto venturing the whole 'dungeon'. It gets more and more swampy as time pass by. The air grows thicker and the lights grow dimmer and dimmer. Just across one of the doors of the big room was a stairway leading to a room. We went there only to find a man who depicted my father. I thought it was weird for someone to be living in that place. He was all alone. There was an old computer on a desk and behind his chair was a cupboard full of canned goods. I think some were only cans. I asked if he had a torch and he did. He also went with us through the journey. I knew the dungeon was a big place but it felt like we've already been to every room and every corner there is. Until we went to this place which opens to another place. The only thing is that there are crocodiles swimming around. Short ones but fat. And they really looked evil. It was scary.

At first I really wanted to go through and just jump on top of them (it's possible in a dream) 'cause I really really wanted to find our rabbits. But then I think I lost hope. Thinking about it, the place is full of wandering crocs. Who knows where the rabbits have gone and it's possible they were eaten, judging from how we saw a deer chewing something we didn't know. So we all gave up and went back.

I'm sorry, rabbits of my dreamland. I sorry you had to appear in such a spooky dream. But I'm glad they're still alive in reality. It was kind of weird to me 'cause before I slept, I wished for my dad to appear in my dreams so that I can talk to him 'cause it's been a while. I've been wishing for him to do so for days but it only comes as close as 'almost there'. I want to talk to him.

The cream dream

The other day, I dreamt that I was making whipped cream. I don't know what that was supposed to mean. I was just making whipped cream and it wasn't easy. I was doing it manually. I found that weird. Then I think I remembered about kittens. My mum was against us having kitties but there were about 7 of them and I was worried that they might not survive if I don't take care of them. I remember some kittens actually. 2 of them where grey and striped. 1 was yellow. I think 1 was white. I can't remember the rest.

Back to square 1

Last night, I had the most bizarre dream ever. Well, bizarre for me that is.

I dreamt that I was back in high school with my friends. We chose to be in our 3rd year. (come to think of it, I think I had a dream similar to this one) And the worst thing is that my 1st year biology professor was our only professor.

It happened that I was sick and had to miss some quizzes and activities which I think pissed her off. I asked if I could go to the bathroom 'cause my nose was dripping already. And did you know what she said to me? She said that I am not allowed because only two students (1 guy 1 girl) are allowed (they kind of represent us when we go pee. something like that.) I was so irritated and yelled at her that I'd only go there to blow my nose and clean it off with water. And she eventually allowed me.

For some weird reason, I ended up in the boy's bathroom. At first I thought it was the girl's WC. I was cleansing my nose off when I noticed a guy coming out of the cubicle. I was wondering what he was doing there. Then a few guys started entering and I noticed it says "boy's" in the sign above the door. I was so humiliated, I left acting like a weird, retarded girl so that they wouldn't make fun of me. But I saw the guards giggling and deep inside, I was so embarrassed. I just went back to the classroom.

Back to the 'come to think of it' part. Before, I had a dream where my friends and I decided to enroll back into high school for fun. I think most of us were in our 1st year and the teachers were like "didn't you graduate already?" and we're like "yeaaaah" That actually is a fun idea. I wonder if they'd allow that...

New guy

Last night, I dreamt of a guy. I don't know my relationship with him but we were quite friendly there. Flirting and teasing and stuff. And I've never seen this guy in my life. Actually, he kinda looks familiar but I can't quite put my tongue on it. At a glance, you'll immediately think he's gay (or half gay) he's very stylish for a guy and he speaks English all the time (I'm in a country where English is the 2nd language. And if you speak English, you're sort of thought of as "rich" or privileged or something). His hair was short and spiked upwards. He was handsome and actually fit my taste.

We were in a play and we were both the lead actors (something I don't go for 'cause I have public speaking phobia) and it was already the end of the play and everyone was introducing each other. Of course, we were to be called last and he held my hand 'cause we were t enter at the same time. My hands were getting sweaty and when we were about to present ourselves, we ran. Lol. I don't know how I met him actually. The start of the dream itself was random. We were in a field trip? Going somewhere? My mum went with us, and when we reached the place, I sat somewhere. A guy classmate sat beside me too and out of nowhere, this cute guy appeared and teases me. And I appear to know him. My classmate knows him too and apparently, the guy's name was "Gelo/Jelo" I'm not too sure 'cause I never called him by his name.

I seem to see people who I don't know in dreams a lot. Before there was this guy named Addie who was speaking in an English accent. He was short and cute. He gave me advices before I started college and I only saw him in a dream twice. After that, I never met with him. I called him my dream-friend 'cause I keep meeting him in my dreams before. And I'd actually say "Oh hey, how are you? it's been a while" when I see him.

I actually thought that I'd meet him in real life and he might also go to my school. But I've never met an Addie in my 4 years of stay in school. So I guess it's a no. I'm kinda interested in this Gelo guy. I hope I meet him in a dream again :D

unnecessary dreams

Yes, I've been having unnecessary, out of this world dreams lately. I don't see the relevance of it actually. So I don't think it's worth posting. Even though I clearly stated that I'd blog about dreams so that I'd have a library of it.

There was this dream where I was happy 'cause a friend finally added me in their guild in this game we're playing in real life. Jeez, the game's been finding its way into my dreams...

I forgot the other dreams.

postless

Sorry for not posting in ages. I've had wonderful dreams but didn't have the motivation to blog about them. I didn't even have the motivation to write it on paper. I'm such a bum. I'll try recalling the other dreams as I post this recent one I had.

Okay, so last night, I had the most cutest dreams ever. You know those dreams that are worthy of being animated and stuff? The dream only lasted around 3-5 minutes, but it was so cute I started imagining the rest of it and started creating a story.

In the dream, there was a lost girl who was a little short, but was already around 16-17 years old. Her personality looked like the kinds who were frail really sensitive, gentle, friendly and kind. Basically, someone you'd protect. I think she ran away (I was sort of watching this dream so I wasn't on it). She was heading to some place but she ended up on a different one. A place where everyone fights monsters and shit.

You see ladies and gentlemen, I was playing this MMORPG called Dragon Nest. And I think some parts of the game got involved with my dreams. E.G how the characters look like.

So yeah~ She ended up there and she was so scared that the monsters might attack her. Then comes the hero. This cute guy who grabbed her hand and hid away from the monsters with her. But the girl seemed like she was about to faint and and the guy said not to worry and that he will fix everything. Then he gave her a peck on the lips. Awww. They were so adorable. But the scene faded to black 'cause I think I woke up a little. Then resumed back to the dream. She wakes up, finding a weird dog-like creature nearing her. It was small so I assumed it was a teething puppy and it attacked the girl. And then she screamed. The guy re-appears and saves her again and brings her to the village.

I don't know why, but there's another guy who looked cute as well that was a little pissed off. And then the 'hero' guy said something like "It's because I did something on purpose that would anger him" when asked why. And seemed as though it had something to do with the girl. So the girl wonders inside her thoughts but decides to keep quiet. Everyone welcomes her. And then they went to some place and the girl said that she would like to check her 'room' which was actually my room and cleaned up a little. The hero-guy notices and then I woke up.

This is where I added my imagination. I was so annoyed that I woke up. I kinda wanted for the story to develop. So I created a continuation inside my head while I was taking time to really wake up and get out of bed.

Basically, the continuation would be like this: The other guy (the one that was pissed) would be the type of guy that everyone usually falls in love with. You know how in manga's there are two guys, and the girl falls in love with the 'mysterious' guy. That's him. The hero-guy falls in love with the girl but because of certain circumstances, thought that the girl is in love with mystery-guy and thought of giving up but couldn't. He would actually say "it's unfair. why does he always get the girl?" but no, the girl is actually in love with hero-guy. She fell in love when he gave her a 'peck' on the lips. How cute. Before all this shenanegans happen, she would actually try living in that town. She only planned on running away from her house for a week and return after (I forgot to mention that in the dream, she brought with her a bag of clothes. And it really was for a week.) Hero-guy asks the village-seamstress to make her clothes so that she would fit in.

In the end, with mystery-guy and hero-guy having problems with their feelings for her, mystery-guy asks the girl (with confidence) who she loves between the two. Hero-guy seems kinda down 'cause he knows for sure that he won't be chosen (I think he experienced this before already. It was kinda hinted on the dream) but then the girl says that she's in love with hero-guy. Mystery-guy leaves. Actually, I don't know where he went. Hahaha. And this is the start of their love story.

But wait, there's more. Hero-guy and the girl live in different worlds. She realises that it's only a dream and couldn't take that they have to part. But when they do, they eventually meet each other in real life so yeah.

WOOH THAT WAS LONG. Sorry! I kinda inserted a little of my imagination here and less about the dream. And I didn't mention the other dreams as promised. I'm having a hard time recalling the other dreams. But when I do, I'll do my best to write them down :)

Tongue

It's been a while. I've had tons of dreams during the months that I haven't been posting. It wasn't too important for me to blog about it. I know I promised to blog about dreams whether they are important or not. But I wasn't really at the mood.

So off to my recent dream. My dream last night was sort of confusing. It was a mix of different elements that are applied to my daily life. I want to tell the whole story, really, but it's a hassle and you won't relate to the first story anyway. So I'll just tell you the weird part of my dream.

I was forced to eat/taste a dish that is made of alien tongue. I know, it's weird. I was watching Dr. Who last night, okay? I think somehow the sci-fi genre got into my head. I don't know how the dream started. I was just there, with my sister. I'm not sure whether it was a restaurant or a meeting place. But we were sort of served that dish as a form of welcome.

I can remember the looks of the dish. The thing wrapping the tongue was blue-greenish in colour. Then the tongue itself was chocolate-brown in colour. It was like beef actually. The thought that it was tongue didn't really dawn on me until those "alien-y people" told us. They suddenly said "This is our famous dish. The "akfjfdj" (can't remember the alien race) tongue" and then my sister and I looked at each other. But we tasted anyway. It was a dream so obviously, it could taste anything. It was actually tasteless. So to me, it wasn't that bad. But I'm never eating that again.

I actually told myself "I can't believe I tasted tongue. Alien tongue." Never again. Even if it's in dream form, I would never taste tongue. Ever. You hear me?

So that's the end of my dream.

More dreams

After scrolling through Tumblr, I remembered a dream I had just before I had woken up. I've been avoiding McDonald's for about a year now. I made myself a promise never to have anything that came from McDonald's for 10 years. It's a test of determination. And now, I've dreamt of it. Apparently, my subconscious has been telling me to revert back to my ways. I actually ate a FRY in my dream. My sister was treating me. It's a thing for me to eat a fry or two whenever I order from fast foods. Oh my gosh! That fry tasted real. It was perfectly salty, it was golden brown, and mouthwatering. Ugh.

Then there's this other dream I had. I don't know from when but I dreamt it. My cousin got his girlfriend pregnant. And they're still not that legit because the girl hasn't told her parents yet. Talk about yikes. I was really scared for the both of them. I hope it doesn't happen in real life.

Mushroom people

I know, the title is weird. Don't think of it as something literal. It's just a title. I used that title because I've been dreaming about certain people lately. Those people keep popping in my dreams like mushrooms when I don't really have anything much to do with them. And the worst thing is, they are people I know in real life, some of them I'm pretty much acquainted with and some are just, people I see everyday.

I don't really need to go in detail with these dreams because the content are just a repeat of what I usually do from my everyday life. Like, going to school and stuff.

Yeah...

Premonition

It's been a while since I last posted. I've been dreaming lately but it didn't seem important so I couldn't remember some. Some of them were just plain uninteresting and I couldn't bring myself to blog about it.

So, here's something that might catch your interest. Remember when I blogged about myself being able to "tell the future" or something along the lines through dreams? Some people don't believe in Psychics and stuff. But I do. I believe that everyone is capable of telling the future because our brains are just amazing. I myself have had lots of experiences when it comes to the matter.

The other day, I dreamt about Beetles. Philippine Beetles to be exact. They are called Salagubang here in the Philippines. I dreamt that my mum wanted lots and lots of beetles, which was really weird but there I was, trying to catch some. The problem is that the Salagubang is really scary. It kinda resembles a little cockroaches which I am terribly afraid of. But I still tried my best. In the end we all thought that we got nothing, but apparently, I caught one accidentally and gave it to my mum. Then I woke up.

Weirdly, my sister's suitor came to our house. I didn't know he was coming and we're not that close as I don't tend to befriend that sister's friends. I am more close to my other sister's friends. So my mum asked my sister if the guy brought her flowers and chocolates and she told my mum that instead of those, he brought a beetle. Weird, I know. She and my other sister was scared to death. The guy was obviously still a child. It was funny though. I actually just remembered my dream when my mum told me the story the same day when we were at the mall (with the suitor). My sister told me why I didn't tell her about my dream and I said that I only remembered when mum told me your story. That was weird. But in a funny way.

I had another dream. That was last night. I dreamt that my professor was finally teaching me how to oil paint and that some people (people I like) were there. I also dreamt that my friend Joshua, who apparently stabbed me at the back and went ahead and took the computer graphics class that we both failed, had the same professor that failed us in that class. In reality, he told me that his professor hasn't been coming to class ever since the first day. That was a few days ago and it just kinda randomly went into my dream. So, if we ARE still on the page of premonition, take that one as a warning for taking the class without me, Joshua.

Now, I want to tell him... but at the same time I don't. If I tell him, things might turn the other way around because that's what usually happens to me. When I tell someone, then it won't happen anymore. I don't want to tell him just for observation purposes. Just to see whether it would come true or not. So we'll see...

unknown man

I dreamt of a man. A old man. He was wearing torn, dirty clothes and looked like a beggar. His hair was really dark and was about shoulder length. It was greasy, as if he's never had a bath for ages. He was thin and his skin was dark with dirt in it. I've never seen this man before. He's no ordinary man. He has Godly powers.

He was walking back and forth in front of our gates and I noticed him. He looked suspicious so I kept an eye on him. Next thing I know is he's inside our house. Standing by the gates. I asked him who he was and he replied with a "You'll know soon enough" So I just stood there wondering. Then next scene was that he is already inside our living room. I was shocked and wondered who let him in. Then my mother came out of her room and said "Oh hey, how are you? It's been a while." I asked her how and why she knows him and she just said "He's someone I know from the past." I asked her who he was and my mum said "Don't worry, you'll know soon." So I kept wondering. I was thinking that it was too suspicious why they know each other and none of them wanted to tell me who the man was. Amidst the wondering, I've realised that the man wasn't ordinary. He has powers. He performed magic and it caught my attention. I was so amazed. Without a doubt I immediately thought that he's God. Or something. I dunno how I came to that conclusion in my dream but I was positive he was God.

The next scene is that he's sitting at the step of the stairs leading inside our house. He asked for some water and I said "sure" But my maid told me not to because we don't know him. I told my maid that it's okay since mum knows him and he's thirsty. The water dispenser was close to the door so I went and got him water. During this time, tiny details like the glass I used was easy to spot. The glass was that octagon shaped glass we had. I remember making sure that he drinks the nicest, tastiest and coldest water he's ever had. I gave him the glass of water but upon giving it to him, his hand slipped and the glass broke. I said "oh no, that's such a waste. And the glass broke too." Then he said to me "It's okay." And put his right hand over the broken glass. I knew he was going to use his powers to fix the glass, but it took quite a while and I told him that it must be because I was staring while he's doing it. Then he said "Don't worry, it'll be fixed in no time." And it was. With water in it. Made me a little happy that he could drink now.

The next scene. He was sitting next to our other door. The one where the rabbits are usually placed. And he asked if we had any spare shoes because he said his feet is sore from all the walking he's been doing. I ran to our shoe closet and grabbed an old pair of shoes I had. I gave it to him but it didn't fit. His feet were really big and wide. Really wide. But I thought that it must be because he's a man. I told him to try folding the end of the shoe and make it into a slipper-like thing. Then I ran over to the shoe closet and looked for some old pair of shoes that my cousin used to wear. But there was none. Actually, to be honest, there was a pair of shoes that was big, but that was dad's. I only remembered now. I couldn't give it to him because I was still holding onto his memory. So I ran back to him and said, there aren't any shoes that fit you, that's the only one I've got. Then he said that my old pair of shoes was fine since he was desperate. And then, like usual, another dream came.

It was of the same setting. Actually, this dream came before this mysterious man. There were two pregnant women. One already gave birth and I don't know her. And the other, my former classmate in one subject, about to give birth. It seems that the woman I don't know had something to do with one of our family friends Because my God-mother's son was there sitting at our garage. I let him in and told him to eat up 'cause he's waiting for his parents to pick him up. Minutes later, they came and said that I shouldn't have bothered. But I said that it was my pleasure since we know each other. And there came the mysterious man.

Through-out my dream, I felt like the unknown man was trustworthy. It wasn't like some other dream where he's kind to you and then after all your kindness, he tricks you and turns out to be evil. No, it wasn't like that at all. It was really peaceful. In the end, he never did say who he was. But I'll keep that "You'll know soon enough" bit both him and mum told me.

Dad is mad

December 6th, 2010, I was supposed to write a blog about my dad. He was angry in my dream. Even to the point where when we talk about our half-brother, he goes much much angry.

Now, I had a dream about him last night. He was mad again. I don't know why, but he just suddenly went to my room with mum and looked at the drawings that were posted on my wall (I drew some of them) and then he went on with how he doesn't like my style of drawing and that I should take all the posters down. He started pulling a poster but I stopped him. Then he went to the living room and told mum (who was still in my room) to take the posters down for him. I was so mad because those drawings were a product of my childhood. I was so proud of them. How dare he say that he doesn't like my style and just pull them out? I told my mum that she shouldn't pull them out because without them, I wouldn't be inspired.

Then it changed channels and it was some sort of hide and seek thing. Only that there were someone after the kid that we were with and we were doing our best to hide him.

Then I woke up and wondered about the dream about dad. It's weird 'cause he doesn't really care about the drawings that I've been doing when I was young. he didn't mind that I drew and posted pictures on my walls. That dream was kinda scary...

I thought that the last dream I had of him was the one last December 6th. But it turns out that it wasn't. This is the second time I dreamt of dad being so angry. I wonder why...

Storms, tornado then ninja mode

The other day I dreamt about storms and tornado. It's pretty scary. When the tornado pulled away our house, I literally felt that we were floating. Though we weren't really swept away completely as it was more like a STRONG wind rather than a twisting tornado itself. But the the height that it took us was tremendously scary. I looked for meanings of my dreams and I found it pretty interesting.

Storm
To see a storm in your dream, signifies some overwhelming struggle, shock, loss or catastrophe in your waking life. The storm also represents unexpressed fears or emotions, such as anger, rage, turmoil, etc. On a more positive note, the storm symbolizes your rising spirituality. It may signal rapid changes ahead for you.

To dream that you take cover in a storm, foretells that whatever disturbance or problems is occurring in your life will quickly blow over. Consider also the phrase "weather the storm", which refers to your ability and strength to withstand whatever comes.

Tornados
To see a tornado in your dream, suggests that you are experiencing some extreme emotional outbursts and temper tantrums. Is there a situation or relationship in your life that may be potentially destructive?

To dream that you are in a tornado, means that you are feeling overwhelmed and out of control. Your plans will be filled with much complications and you will be met with a series of disappointments.

To see several tornadoes in your dream, represent people around you who are prone to violent outbursts and shifting mood swings. It may also symbolize a volatile situation or relationship.

So I guess I would be pretty disappointed these coming days. I HAVE been making plans the past few weeks and well, if my dream says that I will meet a series of disappointments, then I better start expecting less.

Now, the ninja mode thing takes a lot of effort to write. And right now, I'm pretty lazy, so I'll gather up my thoughts and when I finally collected all of what was in the dream, I would write it up here.