ubiquitous self

Setting: My room and the front yard.

People in the dream: Me, my brother, a few unrecognised friends of the brother, my college friend, Just, and my Dad.

Event: I was in my room studying or something of that sort, maybe researching for an assignment, and the guys were in the front yard having a study group session of some sort too. I'm not sure why Just was there but he was so whatever. My Dad was outside too reading the newspaper, I s'ups, and that was it. Then, there was this ruckus where I got totally pissed with the "noise", even though now that I think of it, I don't remember there being any noise. So, I ran downstairs to confront them because I thought they were the source. I saw one of my brother's friends and proceeded to reprimand him like a crazy bitch from high school, and he just stares at me blankly, which I don't blame him. I returned to the comfort and sanctuary of my room, where I then woke up, and the dream is over.

Conclusion: I'm not a psychiatric but I think that the dream was trying to tell me that I have to break through my safety zone and confront my fears or something I've been dreading or dread. And the fears and dread are probably a feint or ruse and it is nothing after all in the end. Well, here's to hoping that the dream will make some sense to me in the near future or preferably the next day.

insomniac symptoms

Today is the longest and most tiring day of my life by far. Not because I did any strenous exercise or brain-busting work, when in fact I did the opposite, which is none at all.

The real reason being that I had a rather "bad" dream I suppose last night and have yet to fully recover from it. I can't remember a single thing from the dream other than that when I woke up, I just felt extremely tired like I didn't even sleep a wink at all and this persisted throughout the rest of the day.

To illustrate how exhausted I was because of the "dream", I actually managed to take a micro mini nap during a five minute break in my Accounting lecture class this morning. I never take naps, and am not known for that either. In fact, I'm supposed to be the "perky" one. Not sleeping or dozing off in class no matter how tired I was.

But no, today was different. I had to lie my head down and dozed off for a full five minutes before waking myself up to drudgingly slog my way through the rest of the lecture.

It's that darn stupid dream that made my day as horrible as it was. I'm slowly falling asleep as I type this now so I better go rejuvenate myself with a little music blasting and good hard work.

The last bit was a joke. And I know this post has no relation whatsoever to the non-existant dream I was trying to reiterate but I had to vent somewhere or else I'd go crazy.

something bad this way comes

Bad news that is. This so-called dream actually happened a few days back I think but I feel that I should record this down anyways.

As mentioned in my daily life blog I was going on about my Marketing Principles result. Well, the last dream I remembered could have something do with it or maybe even foreshadowed it. Whichever the case may be, I dreamt that I was witnessing a birth or maybe I was the person that actually was giving birth. It actually also could have been me just being pregnant. I can't exactly recall but it was really quite scary.

Anyway, I think it's been mentioned somewhere before or I read it some place that dreaming of a birth or that you're pregnant is a sign of bad news or a death to come. And then it happened, my dream so-called "foretold" I got "bad news" ie. a bad grade. Hence, the bad news or death omen coming true.

I really should pay attention to my dreams a lot more.