travel dreams. again.

03-31-08

another two more travel dreams!!!

friday night - i think it is so cool how in dreams you can just find yourself in two places in the split of a second. my mom and i were walking down this plaza - it was huge and spacious - i think we were in Italy but was not quite sure. Then my mom happened to bump into her secondary school friend, who is a teacher, and in the dream was bringing some sports students around. The two were obviously very happy to meet, and then he asked us for directions to the nearest duck restaurant. And then we were transported back to Singapore again.

So after having dinner and lots of chatting, the students were still not full yet. But it was very late, and there were not many supper places around that were open. I went out looking for one. And halfway walking, I was transported to Italy. and instead of looking for supper i was looking for an internet cafe. and i found one went in, and of all ppl saw ZZ from church in there. i decided to surprise him by logging onto another computer, msning him to look behind, and i stood behind him and he got a shock that someone he knew would be just as far away from home too. and then i woke up - mind still being in italy.

i think i know what explains me finding ZZ at the cafe. whenever i wake up and check my msn i’ll get this weird link from his msn msg. cos his computer had been infected with a virus. i didn’t know that it would eventually have worked its way into a dream of mine!!! so weird.

TODAY
last night’s dream had to be the best of all. i went with two friends of mine from Singapore on an impromptu trip to california. i was just going to try my luck and see if i can find W there. somehow, after searching for a day and a half we made a new friend and found the place in the evening! i was nervous knocking on the door, but they were sooooo nice upon our meeting them! i saw P and W but not T. and we were just talking, and yes i felt like an extreme stalker during the whole period. however, we couldn’t stay long as they were busy and upon saying goodbye P knew abt my crush and gave me very encouraging words. and then W came over and we kissed. wah i just fainted. and then we left the apartment, exploring california for abt a day more, all the way feeling very high. and only when i was in the plane on the way back to sg that i realised i did not meet T at all, even though i went all the way to see them. haha.

and that was just the gist of it. i haven’t even bothered to describe in detail the sights i saw, what the house looked like, the surrounding neighbourhood whether W was shirtless (^.<) etc. but i know it was all prob not what the real cal looks like. cos it looked to me like a mixture of japan and singapore. i guessed my eyes haven’t been opened wide enough yet.

argh don’t you just hate waking up sometimes???

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dream travel log:

twice to new york
once to california
once to dubai
once to iraq
once to swizerland    
once to italy
thrice to Japan

another travel dream!!!

03-6-08

You know what they say… Things Happen In Dreams

Here’s what i say:     Dreams Make Things Happen =))) 

today’s travel dream was suuuuuuuuuper real. 

it was to Japan. again! it’s at least the third time i’m going Japan (in my dreams i mean).

the last time i dreamt  abt Japan, it was two days in a row… it sort of continued the next night! amazing right? this happened abt 2 weeks ago. so it’s not exactly like right after the Japan trip.

although the nights right after the Japan trip i did dream of Japan. but that one’s not counted, cos it could very well be a psychological thing.

in Japan today I arrived in the evening. i spent quite a bit of time in the plane, just travelling there. and when i reached, i faced a lot of escalators! i didn’t know why. so i kept going down and down, and when i got out of the airport, i kinda just wandered around by myself a bit. looking at stuff … and then when i was about to find a place to go to… i realised that i didn’t have a place to go! so i had to think of where i can go. (oh gosh that sounds so bimbotic…)

i spent A LOT OF TIME just looking for a subway map. you know the complex looking one with crisscrossing of trains…. so i was going to kind of give up cos it really was getting late. and then i realised i forgot to collect my luggage bag!! no wonder my hands felt so empty… so i had to rush up the escalators and go to the left-behind baggage counter. on the way i decided i could call ppl i know there. dan and joy told me it was too late and they can’t come and pick me up, cos i was rather far away. 

Louis and Chris offered to pick me up though. but i felt bad for troubling them, and they gave me directions for train services, but my clocked said 00:00 and i knew the train services was almost all going to stop by then. so i decided to collect my luggage and look for a hotel nearby, and at the back of my head i knew the hotels around the area were pretty expensive. so i was very stressed.

and then i woke up.

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and this is not my only travelling dream!! >.<
let’s do a tabulation.. so far i’ve been

twice to new york
once to dubai (i took a train there all the way from singapore!!!)
once to iraq
once to swizerland     and
thrice to Japan

and these are only the dreams that i actually remember.
and everytime these travelling dreams happen, i literally sleep in…..

the new york one was quite funny.. i remember… cos i woke up like 5-6 times during the dream and went back and continued where i stopped off…cos i REFUSED to come back to singapore.
haha.

talk about being morbid…

09-13-07

i had a dream this morning, and in that dream, i was a soldier during the japanese war, a naval officer to be precise. i was in a small raft by the big warship, when they told us that a storm was coming up, and i had to get into the big warship quick.

upon entering, i heard the cries of a baby, and also the wailing of a woman. apparently some soldiers didn't like the cry of the baby. so they shot the baby. i didn't see anything, but i heard the shots. and then i heard that they gagged the woman, and tied her up in the air.

in the next scene, i saw the woman tied and gagged on a huge web of wires. and she freed herself somehow, and was trying to make her way down. but there was no escape. and a fellow prisoner told her that too. but she was stubborn and didn't want to listen. and suddenly i changed roles from the onlooker to being that woman.

i realised that at the bottom of the web was the meeting room for the army generals. i tried to look for an escape point but to no avail. so i decided to just play with one of the wires. and i discovered the wires that controlled the lighting of the ship, and so i was just scaring them. at first they thought it was an enemy, but then they realised it was me. and so they shot me. twice at my heart area. and once at the backside.

i remember feeling very numb, but i could still think clearly. the next scene of my dream saw me among some friends back on land, and i managed to squeeze one bullet out of me. the other was still embedded inside. yet i had bled all that i could and the bleeding had stopped. i was struggling to live. not wanting to let go. i remember people telling me they would being me to a surgeon as soon as possible but there weren't any available at that point of time.

all that went through my mind was that i am a survivor.

woke up with my chest area hurting slightly. then i fell back into dreamland… 

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then the dream changed totally. and i was back among some secondary school friends. and there i was in the classroom learning music. and G was the teacher. we were rehearsing our parts, and then i was told to do a duet demonstration. i could feel that it was done in jest. they were "praising" me and yet at the same time making fun of me. i told them i couldn't pull it off. and indeed i didn't. going up just to make a fool of myself. i blamed it on the instrument. i remember the bow i was holding was simply a stick without any hair. and i was given a newer one. (it was a really cool instrument - a foldable cello of sorts.) i remember being given little time to master it. even held it the wrong way when i first got it. but i sounded better than on a normal cello with a hairless bow. but i still lost all techniques at playing it, even though i could read the notes as fast. and then i couldn't continue any more. and then the dream stopped.

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next i knew i was awake 7 minutes before my class starts. so i had to rush there. no time to reflect upon the dreams. but indeed such are the dreams of mine when i'm under heavy medication perhaps?

strange 

IN YOUR DREAMS

08-27-07

woke up late for class this morning… and it's not my fault!!
cos i dreamt i was in new york!!

now then… which will you choose? class or new york? common sense will tell you the latter right??
hee~ jialat lah…

anw, this is really not my first "travel" dream… so far i've been to new york twice, once to dubai, once to switzerland and once to iraq. don't ask me why these places. i myself have no clue.

one a different note altogether, i realised that God has unravelled yet another layer of His plans for me. and this is concerning where my parents stay. i've hated the neighbourhood of hougang ever since i shifted there 8 years ago. i didn't understand why i had to leave the east after living there for my whole life. the answer only came last year, and i only realised it a few days ago.

last academic year, the college changed its hostel accommodation requirements, and where you live now constitutes quite a large percentage of the factors to be taken into consideration when they allocate you the room. 

the fact that i live in hougang gave me a lot a lot of points. and i got in through the first round. whereas friends who lived in like .. pasir ris or toa payoh couldn't get it. really blessed.

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another of his plans for me, is the fact that i'm actually in ntu now. i've been pretty bitter about not being able to study overseas, after all it was my mum who promised me that "i WILL have my chance", if she had used "i MIGHT have my chance" i wouldn't have been as psychologically deluded as i am now.

i've liked the campus really really a lot since my first year, and am gonna miss it. but at the same time i can't wait to go on to the next chapter of my life. 16 years of formal education! i'd rather take my learning out of the textbooks.

and looking at my current hostel room, i'm imagining what it would have been like if i lived overseas, i'd have to have a container to ship all my stuff back home. or maybe i wouldn't have the luxury of having extra stuff in the first place, like a printer.

as it is, living in singapore, it's more convenient to just bring stuff to and from home. although i forsee much trouble shifting back home at the end of this academic year. two printers a cello a cd player keyboard and many many other stuff. >_< 

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and now that i'm studying a somewhat internationally-based course, hopefully i'd be able to get to travel much in the future. well that's better than studying overseas, and then having to come back to singapore to work for the rest of your life right?

we'll see what God has in store for me.
time will tell.
but for now, it's all about telling the people around me that my God is the one and only. =)