Nightmares

[havent had much to share lately... been busy with holidays, but blogging about everyday things arent dat great... so yeh... nowadays been gettin real bad nightmares... weird ones =P... just thought i'll share. hui hui]

The instance just before arising, is the point during one's rejuvenation where dreams can be remembered most clearly. At this one particular time, these were what I saw...

1 The pain of the giant eyelash
And the doctor takes out an eyelash from my left eye. Ahhh... the relief. Looks like you have to be a lot more careful Hui, it can be fatal. Yeah... quite obvious that it is, doctor. Let's take a look at the eyelash- it's no ordinary 2-3cm insignificant eyelash, this is... this is... a pin sized eyelash. The lash was as thick as an average needle, was as stiff as an average needle, and the root-end was as big as a thermometer bulb. Now this is fatal, all right. It was the ordinary colour of black (well, to me anyway); and every time I rubbed my eyes, these needles dropped like snowflakes, like natural phenomena. The expected painstaking discomfort was not vivid in the dream though, luckily, and I also learnt to stop rubbing my eyes, thankfully.

2 Instead of Fushion Chinese Hip Hop, Fushion Dance Class & 18th Birthday Party?
Everyone was there- you, me, him, her, it... you name it, the entire social circle. It started with stretching- we were all on the ground, laughing and enjoying ourselves as if we were at a party, but all dressed in leotards, tights, ballet shoes... trying to reach our toes with our legs outstretched. Someone then walks by, handing me a birthday present, giving me hugs and kisses, and walks away to put her bag down to join in the streches. The male population was unclear, but I'm sure that they were there. The dance studio was absolutely humongous, filled with bright, natural sunlight, and neatly presented dancers. Somehow this dream was viewed in third-person, but I don't remember seeing myself... only blonde girls with hair in buns, body in tights. Bizarre? I think so.

The tendency to have weird dreams is probably hereditary, as Mom has strange dreams all the time as well. They're quite awesome though... sometimes.

Hui Hui ^^b