Nightmare
JUST CAME BACK FROM BEING STUCK IN CUSTOMS FOR 2 HOURS.
Going to relieve my high blood pressure by stuffing myself with Mac’s curly fries.
Nothing much happened during the reunion, except seeing my cousin, who’s 10 years old, beginning to talk like one, but still eating and sitting like a 5 year old spoilt pig. Okay that’s quite mean, maybe a 5 year old spoilt kid.
This following conversation with my aunt also sent my blood pressure to the sky:
Aunt: So! What will you be studying in Uni?
Julia: Uh, I’m not sure yet.
Aunt: What do you mean “not sure yet”, you have to make a decision soon you know.
Julia: Yah I know.
Aunt: So? How about medicine huh? Medicine? Medicine?
Julia: I’m not very interested in becoming a doctor (Not to mention I’m not taking Chemistry etc)
Aunt: Not interested in being a doctor ah. Okay lor, architecture?
Julia: Yah I’m thinking about that.
Aunt: Still thinking ah? You can’t wait for your sister to make a decision for you, you know, and she’s already studying Psychology so you shouldn’t study that too (Uh, logic? Actually I just think that she probably thinks Psychology is a quack subject)
Julia: Yah okay, I’m still deciding.
Aunt: Architecture lah, okay? Architecture?
Julia: Okay okay, architecture.
Aunt: Don’t “okay okay”, architecture okay?
At this point I got tired of this round-about conversation and went up to my room. And that night, I had one of the most horrible nightmares of my life (so far).
The first part of my dream was all fine and dandy, though it was admittedly quite weird. I dreamed that I was half of a 18 year old couple who had to save my two children during the Korean War. Then suddenly it switched to a scene where my dad, mom and I were stranded in the middle of the sea, standing on a raft. So we jumped into the sea and swam to a large wooden infrastructure, which was just big logs being laid apart horizontally. We had to jump from log to log, at this point, I said, “Oh my God, only Hercules can do this!”
Then it suddenly switched to another scene, where my mom and I were walking to school. I was holding onto this super weird but CUTE animal! It was a blue little soft-toy which came to life every now and then. Then this is where my nightmare comes in.
My mom and I walked to the front of the school, a road lay between us and the back of the school gate. I looked to my right, and there was this little van which drunkenly swerved a few times before crashing into the sidewalk and fell. The driver was some random uncle whom I don’t recognize, but at that point his face was clear to me and I stared at him for a few seconds.
Then I looked to my left and saw my dad’s car crashing into a lampost, at this point the grass and trees all caught on fire at once. I grabbed my mom’s hand and we ran until we couldn’t see the fire anymore. I just kept thinking about my dad and felt this horrible pit of despair in my heart. My mom said, “That’s weird, he was supposed to go to the dentist but his fingernails were swollen.”
When we stopped, it was night time and we were standing in front of a huge mural of a pregnant Merlion, and the sky was cloudy with a few stars showing. The feeling of despair was growing bigger and bigger, and my mom said, “Jiejie will be home soon…” I retorted, “But daddy’s coming back.” “He’s not…”
I woke up and had a 20 minute full-blown weep fest. Even though I knew it was just a dream, I guess some of the adrenaline from that horrible feeling of despair overflowed into my consciousness. That, and I felt so bloody relieved that it was just a dream.
There are some elements of the dream that I can’t explain, like the Hercules comment and the swollen fingernails thing, but I drew a few links:
Korean War: I was doing my History homework before I went to sleep and one of the sources briefly mentioned the Korean War.
18 years old and married: My dad just told me that my grandma married at 18 and gave birth at 20.
Car crashes: Saw quite a few banged-up cars in Malaysia
Pregnant Merlion: WTF? I don’t know. I missed Singapore? My hormones are telling me that I want a baby? No idea.
Other than all that, the dream was pretty random… Man that was a really, really, really horrible nightmare. Hope it’s not a bad omen to have such a shitty nightmare during CNY. I’m not really superstitious but it’s quite creepy.
Okay my curly fries are getting cold.
2 Responses to “Nightmare”
haha ur little freudian slip..’banged-up cars’..no wonder it was followed by pregnant merlions lol.
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*HUGS*
Love you babe~