03/06/06 Dreams within dreams
My sister came and sat on my bed which woke me up and annoyed me so i started slapping her back (her back was towards me)
to get off my bed. Then i kinda woke up and found that my arms were still warm and snug underneath the blankets and that i
was just imagining slapping my sis. I couldnt be bothered reaching out and slapping her then because it was too cold so i
just made irrated noises for her to get off my bed. Then i kinda woke up again and found that she wasn't even on my bed.
Dreamt I bumped into DV - he looked older and mature. He had greys above his ears. He was looking at me with this
serious expression and mouthing something to me. There was no sound coming out and i didnt know what he was saying. He has
these big eyes which seem to have so many thoughts behind them but i couldn't -- and never have been able to -- figure out
what was going through his head. I found out that he was going out with Vien from my HS and i got annoyed. I was telling my
primary friend Thoch Rom about how it wasnt fair.
I havnt seen him in ages. The last i saw of him, he was with his younger brother and mother which was nice. Better than
the saddening image i saw of him on some photos i developed a few years back. Anyways, really hope life is treating him good
Nam rang needing to know which day it was that they went to carlingford. It wasnt something
which i attended myself but supposedly i knew about it. It seemed extremely important that he found out. I said i;d get back
to him because i couldnt remember which day it was exactly. All i said was im pretty sure it was a weekday cos Roly took the
day off work to go.
A friend of mine got on a bus. He chose the slimy mouldy lookin green bus whose metal was corroded and broken.
Only then did he realise it was a school bus used to pick up ghosts of dead children. They would float down from the window
sills of their double story houses and into the bus.
said when the Chinese New Year comes, go to the hair parlour and watch the dragon fish’s display. So when the day of
Chinese New Year arrived I walked in to a hair parlour which looked like a unit and found 5 or so people crowded around a
room in awe. I soon noticed the object of their awe was a dark blue dragon fish with black fins (Let’s call him the
blue warrior!) who had just shed its’ skin which was lying at the bottom of the tank. The Blue Warrior was in a display
of magnificent dance (well im sure it was meant to be) – twisting and turning and doing spins as though it had been
spiked through the core like a chicken on the bbq. He was showing off its new found colours and adapting its body into the
water seemed to turn orange like flames and a tiger appeared in the background supervising as the blue warrior attacked at
its old skin – which at this stage also looked as though it contained a body as well. Half way through, the people seemed
to lose interest and went back to the living room and watched TV. Then there was a knock on the door and a parcel was posted.
Then plain clothed cops arrived at the scene and took the parcel. It contained docs saying the criminal was beyond control
and had to be taken away. At that stage 2 men were led out. A small Vietnamese man (Kong) in a blue night gown like those
from hospital; and a white guy (Smith) in a white tee. Both were very angry and didn’t want to be taken away. I looked
on in horror as the criminals attempted freedom. Smith was in handcuffs and Kong was squeezed between Smith’s arms like
in a bread roll. Then like in a movie, my dream zoomed in on Smith’s handcuffs and was trying to rip his hands out of
them and was succeeding. As he got the cuffs off, Kong was also let loose and at that time Kong drew a gun and shot smith
and the police. I was hiding behind a pillow on the side of the TV that whole time and screamed ‘please don’t
shoot me! please!” at that point he looked somewhat sad as he pointed the gun towards his chest. Now my dream zoomed in on the gun and found it had changed into some kind of suction tool. When shot it
would suck in what was on one end of the gun and come out of the other end. Kong pulled the trigger and blood was sucked out
of his chest and out of the gun. I watched as the blood poured out and filled the room. I watched as Kong’s face went
from white to red as the blood rose above his head.
kept falling or tripping over.. And I always had a lot of difficulty getting back up.. My left leg would be in pain and stiff..
And each movement made my joints crack. (03/03/06)
It was Lana's
birthday and Clark (in the form of Roly - or the other way around - I cant remember) gave Lana a gift box field with notes
written on beautiful stationary. She was happy until she slowly went through the notes and saw that most of them were addressed
to me instead. There was one note which I read ' hi marjorie. Say happy birthday to lana for me!". She looked sad and was
looking at Clark for an explanation. He said.. "I don't know.. I was thinking about you and marjorie as well when I was writing
those letters..." (02/03/06)
me down and said something like "you know my secret. I’m sorry but you’ll have to lose your leg now". He
yanked the sole of my left foot. I brought my foot up and found that he had ripped off the heel of my left foot and pulled
along with it, all the ligaments, veins and tendons which were joining it.. so it was as though half of my leg had been emptied
hollow and all that was left was the skin covering. Whilst in the car going to see the doctor, clear gooey strands were oozing
out of my leg. I went to see Dr So who said “can I do surgery on you?”. Eventually I agreed and he lifted my foot
to have a look. He took a piece of plastic and wedged it into my foot through the opening at the heel. I was whimpering from
the pain so he injected something into my stomach which seemed to stop the pain/. He stitched up the patch of skin back onto
the heel of my foot (I had kept it). He had some gadget which supposedly told him how successful the surgery went. I got an
‘A’ which meant surgery went well. I then told him that Clark was really smart and Clark
had told me that I’d lose my leg and had tactically pulled out all the ligaments and stuff too. Restitching the skin
doesn’t seem like it’d do the trick. He then shook his little answer ball again and this time round it gave a
really low score like D or F or something. My doctor then said “I’m not too certain anymore. Sorry”.
Notes: I think Clark
was trying to tell me to stop watching so much Smallville episodes and to do my leg+ back exercises – else I will lose
my leg. Thanks Clark.
being hunted so we left our dorm and started running. We found a dark shady area behind a hill. As we got closer, the grass
got muddy and wet. Smelt bad too. Lana wasn’t happy about this. Looked around and realised it was a peacock nesting
area and the ground was wet from their waste. So next we went and sat behind
this big bushy tree which overlooked a football field and blue skies. I was actually feeling safe and happy at that stage.
I got to spend time with cool and beautiful Lana. Then it hit me that we were sitting at the back of the dorm and the badies
were about to some out through the back door. Next we ran and hid in our garage where they walked inn with a gun and found
us. I begged ‘please please don’t kill us!” and he walked back out pretending not to see us. The next bady
walked in to check and again he walked out pretending not to see us.. each bady did this. I believe I have Lana to thank for
her good looks.
and arms hooked together. Happy. Later Rajiv was in bed working on his laptop. I was there too and I started browsing
through the folders And found a folder called ‘things I care about 2005” or something along those lines. In that
folder, there was only one file ‘kate.jpg’. I opened it and it was of Leng. just a normal picture of her standing
in a white t-shirt with the words ‘FAIRFIELD’
on it. He explained that was his wife and that I was ruining the moment. And there I was, arm still hooked in his. I was thinking
about how I wasn’t really friends with Leng and that I didn’t really like her. (She was someone from my primary
school – not that I didn’t like her – we were just in different groups so I didn’t know her really).
Turn around, hug some more, don’t worry about her. I was hiding from Linda under the blanket. She found me and thought
she had the goss of the town. She wanted to tell Vidya. I convinced her not too.
night, 1. I watched House s2e10. Stacey kisses house. He starts talking about her husband whilst kissing. She tells him to
shut it cos he’s ruining the moment. 2. also watched Gilmore Girls. Rory has an affair with her ex who is married. 3.
Spoke to Linda too – her bday is coming up. 4. spoke of dad’s friend Loyld today - who is captured in Laos. Maybe that’s why I dreamt of Rajiv? They
look a little similar.
In a room,
a party with Lucas’s mum. She was upset/disappointed hat lucas wasn’t there as well. I then went into an emotional
frenzy of the benefits of his not being there. I was saying you don’t need to be so conscious of what you’re doing
and its embarrassment factor. You don’t need to worry about whether you’re dressed ugly, eating or standing ugly.
I was speaking of my own ease that Nathan wasn’t there.
I was in
the loo, trying to poop. The poop was half way out with a long stringy strand. An undigested vegetable perhaps? My mum and
sister were standing close by observing. My mother than stepped in to assist (without my asking). She tugged on the stringy
part to try get the poop moving. The poop then started coming out, splatting yellow gooey chunks all over the walls and me.
Finally it was stuck again – even with a firm tug (with I could feel), it wouldn’t come out. That’s enough
pooping for one day I say.
My sister and I were walking casually and as we got
closer to a bridge type thing I found that an ex-work mate Anne Ly had been hung under one of the bridge’s arch. Hair matted and down, eyes open tanned and blood splattered. My sister had walked
closer than I had and noticed that she was still breathing. I called the ambulance and gave an address I cannot remember now
– but it is not a location that I’m aware of. We found that she had been hung by her ex-boyfriend. At that stage,
her ex was coming for us as we had disrupted his plan.
in someone’s living room with some friends (Roly, Peter, Richard etc), we were watching the tele when it all of a sudden,
what we were watching on the tv was a reflection of what was really happening in the room. Anne’s ex was at the door
and we watched on the tv as he slowly clicked open the door. The chain on the door was creaking open. I turned from the television
screen and covered my eyes. I heard screams of horror.