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Thursday, May 29, 2008
strange encounters

i always had the strangest encounters at night.

last week i dreamt that two guys were tossing girls up and down somewhere in the HDB block, and then after playing with them for a while, they tossed them over the parapet.

two days ago i dreamt that there was a group of boys playing with a ball along the corriddor on the 10th floor. the ball flew over the parapet and one of the boys wanted to save it from dropping down 10 storeys ended up falling off the building.

just this morning, i dreamt of mr eric tan and chij toa payoh building- the one before we moved to thompson building. i dreamt of the whole class too. i dreamt that i was talking to mr tan. i was talking halfway and my mom woke me up. :( i need to speak to MET.

my sister told this morning, i talked a lot in my dreams. but she couldn't remember what the conversation was. she could only remember something like "why did it turn out this way? why?" it was like an argument. haha. but the funniest discovery was, my dreams were in ENGLISH! i always thought i spoke mandarin even in my dreams, but she told me it was the former.

this morning, after i changed my clothes, i wanted to open the door. but i felt that someone was pulling the door on the other side. i thought it was my mom playing pranks on me which was so impossible, but still, i had this thought. i was so scared, i released my hand from the door knob, and i heard the knob turn. omg. i tried opening again. ok. i was fine. i went out, i saw my mom sitting in the living room. i enquired, she denied. shit. i think i'm thinking strangely these days. i'm scared.


6:05 AM :) :) :) :)


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