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Mood: pretty good Fact of the day: The statue of liberty is green in color. Yes, I didn't know that. event of the week: plenty of work to do. I have to write about this dream I had last night. I didn't really sleep much last night, but whatever hours I could get, I actually managed to dream! Some pretty funny stuff too.
I'm actually in this huge house, where there wasn't much decor. In fact, I don't really remember there being any decor at all. For once, my dream is in complete black and white. And lots of grey, of course. There're a lot of pillars in this house, and everyone in my dream has a room in the house, and we're all preoccupied with something. Yet, we don't really want anyone else to know what we're doing. Some sort of a competition kind of thing.
There isn't really a major storyline, but the whole time, we were trying to deceive each other. Like hang signs outside the doors, that say "I am not making a spaceship" or something like that. And for some weird reason, people fall for that. Hahaha...I couldn't believe it. Anyway, I was just being myself, not some new character or whatever. Being me, I couldn't really concentrate on my work much. I was bored stiff in my room, and I think my project has got something to do with plants and we all know how boring plants can be.
Then I got really fed up, and I sort of sent a telepathic message to a male friend I had, who's in another room. He's a really smart guy, totally commited to his project, but once he received my message, he came right over. When he saw me, he gave me a huge hug. So it turns out, not only is he smart, he's a pretty strong guy too, cos with that hug, he sort of lifted me off the ground. Apparently my message to him was that I was very stressed up, and extremely terrified of being alone in the room, so he felt that I needed him very badly to be here with me.
I was very conscious of the fact that I did not send such a message, cos I didn't want to appear desperate. So I protested. Then, he picked me up again, wrestled me onto my bed, just like the way my brother used to throw me onto the bed as well. For a moment, it was very platonic. But suddenly he gave me a light peck on my lips, and said, Damn! I can't believe my subconscious. Can't I ever have a non-sexual dream?? I'm not that desperate, damn it. Goodness...but no, we didn't have sex. We just kissed, then I reminded him that he had work to do, he reminded me that I had work to do. Then I woke up, cos I really did have work to do - my freaking french essay. By the time I finished my essay and took a nap again, my darling was already gone from my dream consciousness. *sniff* Hahaha... Just now, Li asked me why I looked so happy today, like I fell in love. Heh. Not quite, but pathetic as it sounds, at least I am still capable of dreaming up a romance in my subconscious. The most amazing thing was, I have no freaking idea who that guy in my dream was. Just some random smart, strong, not-too-ugly and humourous guy. Oh. I don't really know anyone like that, I guess that's why. Heh. | |