The Dream Where My Dog Gets Preserved, My Computer Screen Becomes A Piece of Cheese and When I Got Turned Into Harry Potter.

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I had another weird dream.

There was a new movie in town and it was all the rage. This movie was different from other movies and it functioned differently. It was an interactive movie. It was a movie that involved you.

This movie was held in Genting Highlands and was in the form of a castle which you could enter. It was of course, in the horror genre.

Lie Yuen, Brenda, Joe and I went but Joe being the only guy only followed from behind while the three of us girls huddled in a tight group and held on to each other when we entered the castle.

Inside the castle, there were so many different routes that you could take. Steps that were painted onto the wall which you could actually climb. Holes so small that only LOOKED small but you could go into at the end of a turret.

Suddenly I let go of the group and saw alot of ‘ghosts’ trying to scare other players. They looked like secondary school students who wanted to earn some extra cash over the holidays. Then suddenly a group of ‘male ghosts’ attacked us. And in the flurry of activities, I felt a hand purposefully swept across both my breasts and I was outraged. I saw the guy who did it and immediately screamed, “WHO THE FUCK TOUCHED MY BOOBS?” then I saw the guy looking scared and I grabbed him by his chin and peered into his face and spat, “IF YOU’RE CUTE, AT LEAST NEVER MIND!! ASSHOLE!”

… yeah I know, my weird dreams. Eh, don’t simply say it’s my subconcious wanting something extra. Ahem. Hahaha.

Inside the castle..or more like, in the centre of the castle was the whole machinery that made the entire thing worked. There were monsters all around, some with limbs and heads falling off while they go about their work and basically being very scary.

Then I saw my dean(this is getting weird) and needed to ask him for help on a very important matter. Chasing him was such a difficult task because he kept walking around being busy at high speed and I was trying to get past weird obstacles.

Suddenly, in the midst of the chase, I became Harry Potter. As in Daniel Radcliffe Harry Potter Harry Potter. But at this point, I was looking at the whole thing from a third person’s view.

Harry Potter was chasing my dean up and down flights of stairs. And these stairs were the type you found in factories .. meaning they were the steel type of staircases. Harry Potter couldn’t catch up with my dean and at one point, the staircases switched directions and poor Harry had to wait awhile before catching up with my dean.

Then when Harry Potter was at the same level as my dean, he still couldn’t manage to catch up with my dean. My dean was walking past some great big machineries which were like boulders that would swing at Harry. Hence, Harry had to wait for the boulders to swing pass before he could move ahead. Like playing some lame videogame.

 

After so much of adventure, I went outside to chill with Joe, brenda and Lie Yuen to enjoy the cold Genting air. But it was freezing as it was raining. Suddenly, the park morphed into my newly renovated house.(in my dreams lah, no renovations for my house this year after we changed the flooring)

I was lying on the floor absent mindedly surfing the net when I decided to log on to TV3’s website. I was watching a programme on tv3(yea i know, wtf:D) and suddenly I thought the house they were using looked very familiar. Then I realised that they were filming the show in my room. And suddenly I saw my living room. And BOTH my parents were there acting. I was SO amused. Hahaha.

So as I was enjoying the rest of the show, this very ferocious dog rammed into me and it was a very fierce and dirty looking Angel(who is usually demure and clean). In fact, she looked like her dead father Bubbles.

I tried to calm Angel down but she ran across my laptop. I checked my laptop and there was a soft dent on the centre of the bottom of my screen. It made the entire screen soft.

I closed the laptop, opened it, and was devastated because suddenly the WHOLE screen became as soft as a piece of cheese. The LCD screen showed LCD fluid flowing here and there with bubbles everywhere.

meanwhile, I tried to keep this a secret from my parents because dad would definitely kill me for messing up my laptop again. I went downstairs to find them destressing at the newly renovated house.

Then I asked them if they’ve seen Angel. And mum was like, “Oh, angel…. we’ll have to inject more formaline into her later,”. I was like, “Why??”

Mum said, “Oh, we want to preserve her body until we have time to go to the vet to clone her.”

“So Angel’s dead? Like somewhere along the way? How???” I was quite sad.. and confused.
Before going back to Kedah, I had other things to do such as heading to the nearest computer shop to get myself a new keyboard for my laptop. Very strange because what I SHOULD need is a new screen. And they don’t even sell that. But in my dream, everything goes. haha.

I came home with a new detachable keyboard and funnily enough, it was pink in colour and plucked out my old keyboard and inserted the new one before I realised that my screen was still soft and collapsing. It’s like I had to hold the damn screen up or else it would collapse and fold.

I was just damn devastated about losing a dog and a laptop.

And then I woke up.

Sigh… WHY do I dream weird dreams?

7 thoughts on “The Dream Where My Dog Gets Preserved, My Computer Screen Becomes A Piece of Cheese and When I Got Turned Into Harry Potter.”

  1. hahahahaha…. damn funny wei!!! especially like the part about harry potter…. should have turned your dean into a frog or something… ahahahaha…

    have you ever tried continuing a dream that you so shiock shiock then suddenly ter-wakeup??

     

     

     

    jo: hahahahahhaa.. where got so mean to my dean. BUT DAMN RANDOM RIGHT? what the hell man..:P i do! i do try to continue my dreams..hahaha and sometimes they continue one. here’s a tip: try waking up like fucking crazy in the morning… say..5am..then lie on something solid…. a floor would be good..and then think of that one thing you want to dream about. then the ball will roll by itself one. hahahha discovered this one very sleepy morning back in std5 when I was opening my cupboard to take my school uniform. 

     

     

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  2. LOLOL!!!

    OMFG this is hilarious, it’s like Alice in The Wonderland.

    apparently when u hv all these unrealistic dreams, u r not deep in sleep. ur like in the 2nd phase or sth.

    But i’m impressed at ur ability to remember all the tiny details from ur dream

     

     

     

    jo: LOL!! that’s because I blogged it straight after I woke up from my afternoon nap>;PppP

    ooh ooh i know that. that’s physiology right. like stage 2 sleep…or rem or something… and then u have those alpha and beta waves and what have you. argh first year stuff..*removes from my head to make more space for 2nd year material*  ALICE IN WONDERLAND! that describes my dream damn well. albeit a little modernized and hip and happening one(pop culture icon: harry potter and stuff. heh) 

     

     

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  3. Hey there jayelle! thanks for reading my whole blog; gosh, im flattered. I was going to read your whole blog, but it took me 3 hours to get through the last entry, what with pausing every 10 sec to write down my psychological assessments and Freudian analyses. Just kidding! isn’t great when you can remember so much of a dream in so much detail? that only happens to me if i’m really stressed for a while and then have a big “catch up sleep ” for like 12 hours. haven’t done that so much sinc ei’m not in dental school. So how long is your program? is it four years like in the US? I have one assistant who was a dentist in the Phillipines, but she was actually from Taiwan. I figure that’s in the rough neighborhood of Malaysia (just like New York is in the same general area as Toronto – LOL) so I thought I’d mention it.

    Also, you have a LOT of friends. wow. how did you get so many? and why are they all so cute? weird. Here in the US we have many ugly people. I was hearing on the radio the other day how Kentucky Fried Chicken is expanding into Asian markets, and I thought, Oh, that’s just great – it’s not enough that the US is totally obese, now we have to impose it on the rest of the world. Sad!

    laters!

     

     

    jo: hahahaha..hello dr.nate! *I’M* flattered you decided to drop by! hehehe i do understand that my blog is not the fastest to load:P they don’t call me the 56k(as in the modem) killer for nothing. 🙂

    hehehe i do have this weird tendency to remember every single detail of my dream.. partly due to my must-touch-the-laptop habit whenever I wake up.

    My program is 5 years! Ahh…..erm Taiwan is near Hong Kong! 😀 Malaysia is just above Singapore and all four of these are Asian countries but yeah, different countries. 🙂 People in Taiwan speak more chinese, in Malaysia we speak more english. Even though we’re all chinese. Heh.

    LOL! Blogging is very popular and so happens all my friends from school/college/uni keeps a blog and then I just feel obliged to link everyone up coz that’s the nice thing to do:D I’m sure they’ll be very flattered to know that you think that they are cue. hahaha.

    KFC? HAhahaha! How can that news be? Kfc expanded into the asian market..or rather Malaysia back when my mother was attending kindergarten and that was in the 1960s! But we don’t get winter here…so maybe that’s why most asians don’t pile on the kgs too easily. But hey, I’m the special Asian. *in a chronic state of dieting*

    you take care dr.nate! keep in touch! i shall frequent your blog regularly..:D helps in my homework. ahhaha.

     

     

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  5. I had an equally weird dream.. I was somewhere in Hong Kong, or sub-urban taiwan. There were neon lights everywhere, and it was dark, windy and very creepy even though there were a considerable amount of people on the streets.

    I was waiting for the bus when suddenly everybody started running for their lives. My dreamworld, apparently, is one in which vampires with wings and ugly faces and even uglier bodies come out to feast at a certain hour every night. People know it but they’re unwilling to give up their nightlife, resorting to running and hiding when the vampires come out.

    Anyway, i’ve no idea wtf i was doing out so late (with a close fren) and so we started running all over the place la.

    somewhere somehow I got caught by one of the vampires and apparently I was this big juicy piece of bloodmeat all the vampires dreamed of. So this particular vampire was bringing me back rather slowly (i think I was damn fat in the dream) and suddenly my friend just turned superman/batman/spiderman with superhuman powers+strength+agility and blah. I was shocked la needless to say because he spun this web of sticky stuff and somehow lasso-ed it around the vampire holding me and brought us both tumbling to the ground. The vampire fell first, and while I was still falling, my friend just flew up and saved me. then we both ran for dear life while swinging from building to tower to blah.

    honestly speaking, i woke up feeling VERY scared. I don’t know if this is subliminal reminder from my body to give myself more than the 3 hours

    sleep i have everyday now.

    :p

     

    jo: YOU, my friend, need more sleep. 😀 like Viv commented, it’s a result of not enough rest that one gets weird crazy dreams. 

    it gets so realistic right..! whenever i dream that i fuck up really badly….i pray pray pray that it’s only a dream and when i open my eyes, it’s really only a dream..:D ahhahaha.. damn syok the feeling. like so relieved like that. 

     

     

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  6. oh btw the entire dream took place in the 2 hours sleep i had tt morning. :p

     

     

    jo: LOL … almost like a full feature film!:D 

     

     

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  7. actually, you’re not the only one. Over my exam period I got so frustrated with my dreams because they really disturbed my sleep and made me feel like I wasn’t getting good rest. so, yeah.. you’re not alone in wondering why you get so weird dreams.. sometimes I wish i wouldn’t dream at all!

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