counter 8, #03-42
holland village singapore.
dreams about houses.
last week
: i was meant to share a flat with dm. it didn't even look like a flat. more like a studio apartment and we had to share a room. i had the left side of the room and when i suggested a wardrobe she said no. the place was filthy and i had to clean the place up cos i had no intentions of going out and she had to work. the bathroom was weird but really grimy. later in the evening when she returned, she showed me photographs of various people and it was kinda freaky. :
this week
1. : my family helped me move into a new house. where everything was totally white and everything was super nice. until i stepped into a closet where it acted like a time machine and i was going back to 1806 when the house was made from oak. :
2. : found myself in an old run down house at back alley and the walls were full of terrapins. live terrapins. and i tried to get rid of them and they disappeared somehow. next scene i was waiting to get married but when i realized the groom wasn't supposed to be who i thought it would be, i ran away. i was brought into hiding in a strange building and embrejonsi was there as well. then i was in a minibus with 4 australian kids who were singing congress songs. i told them to sing lifetime instead but they didn't want to. next scene i was reunited with my family in an unfamiliar mall where they had lots of shops selling arabic ornaments and such. :
last nite
: me and thejealouspunk were eating pancakes with ice cream on top but they looked kinda tiny so we decided to have mash potatoes with corn. there was this new drink called 'big red' and we checked it out. only to discover it tasted just like cherry coke. bah! humbug. :
missing the family like crazy and wishing things would fall back into its right place soon enough.
my jigsaw puzzle has too many crooked ends...
