Where will you be my darling? Where will you be when the dark is rising?
Monday, September 22, 2008
There's been quite a lot of disturbing things lately. So I'll make this a disturbing post. Sort of. Depends on your point of view? But first, an interesting thing in school today!
During history, some very small fly flew onto my finger. At first I shifted my hand so it'd fly away, but it stayed on, moving around my fingers, almost like exploring it. Okay, so I kept it there. After 15 minutes it was still just moving around my hand. I needed to write down notes, and I was curious to see what would happen if I wrote with the fly on my hand. I picked up my pen, wrote and the fly still didn't fly off. It was pretty cool to see such a fly, so I left it there, and continued to write notes while the fly was still enjoying its ride on me. After half an hour, I needed to write quite a long set of notes, and the fly had begun exploring more of my hand than before. I quickly wrote my notes and realized that the fly had stopped going over the back of my hand. When I finished and looked down though, the fly was nowhere to be seen. I looked around my hands and arms but it was gone! Then I looked down and saw that in the flurry of my note-copying, I had squashed the fly when it was on the bottom of my hand. Geez! Sorry!
Not too disturbing right? Well, it gets worse. If you don't know, I regularly get nightmares. They're almost daily. Sometimes they stop suddenly but I'll always get them back. I only get nightmares when I have had over 5 hours sleep though. If I wake up with less than 5 hours sleep, I won't have a nightmare (or any dream for that matter). But there's exceptions. Sometimes when I take a nap on the buses or trains, I'd get a nightmare and usually I die, and I'd spasm in real life and wake up! Damn embarassing 'cause people would stare at me and think I'm some kinda weirdo. Well... I am a Psyko... so not too far off. Anyhoo, yesterday I had my most horrible nightmare ever. I cannot remember any nightmare that was as sickening as this. I don't usually blog my nightmares out, and its even harder considering I don't remember every single part of the dream, but considering I'm making a disturbing post, I thought might as well.
So the nightmare, I'll spare the specific details. I don't think you'd want to know all of the gory details anyway. Well... okay, my dream, well... started with me raping someone. No need to know who, no need to know how. I just did. After that I proceeded to get a knife and kill her. I went on and later played with a very cute dog, getting its attention until it trusted me and sat beside me, when I still had the knife. Then I killed it too, without the knife, but I used the knife to open its insides and I kinda forgotten what happened after that. Somehow I ended up with a few friends I knew, who had found out I raped someone. I felt very ashamed and hid myself, but they found me and demanded an explanation. I couldn't explain and suddenly I felt like poison had entered my mouth. I panicked and I proceeded to slash at all of them. Then I proceeded to hide their bodies in places that I now remember exist in real life, and would be almost impossible to find their bodies. Then I proceeded to jump off a building and kill myself, to avoid being found. When I finally reached the floor, I spasmed in real life and woke up.
Creepy. This is my worst nightmare I've ever experienced. Ever. I almost always die in my nightmares, and this was no different. At least the ending, but I've never had a dream where I've done such stuff. Just thinking about it now, and realizing that I know real places where I can actually hide dead bodies efficiently in reality is freaky already. Zzz.
Also disturbing. I was eating my dinner in front of my laptop just now. Yeah, my own. I accidentally left my laptop adapter in Singapore in Koh Wee's house and was stuck using my sister's laptop, which doesn't have any of my files and is much slower! Koh Wee mailed it over by postage, which cost 8 bucks, so its another thing I'm grateful to him for. Thanks! Anyway, as I was eating my dinner, I scratched my nose (more specifically, the burst pimple on my nose) and it started bleeding like hell! So I was eating chicken and fried rice, and I was very lazy to get up. So I just drank my blood, which was pouring like mad, while still eating my chicken and rice. Sounds gross? I don't blame you. However the taste isn't all that bad when mixed together. Hope you're not eating as you're reading this. I still drink my own blood when I cut myself accidentally. I haven't drank anyone elses blood for over 10 years, so relax.
Speaking of which, the pimple I mentioned, its dead centre on my nose! Ahhh! I get pimples every now and then on my face, but I haven't had one dead centre on my nose for over 5 years! Freak! It's a bloody big one too, and when I popped it, it left a bloody big and obvious mark, something that doesn't happen very often with my other pimples. Aye!
Okay... I suppose this is the end of all the disturbing news. Onto happier news?
I just asked someone out. How can I face her with a bloody big mark on my nose?! AHHHH! Shoulda waited till it healed before asking her out -.-. And I'm going out with Tiffany this weekend too. She's coming up here for some school organized trip. God, help me get rid of this bursted pimple mark!