Saturday, July 17, 2010
Today I woke up at 3.
I won't even try to deny it.
And.
I woke up crying.
Funnily enough.
My dream wasn't sad.
Quite the contrary.
It was random...and stupid haha.
Go figure.
I shall try to recount it...although the beginning is fuzzy.
Of the beginning I don't remember much.
Something about Jackson 5 in a Motown setting performing ABC.
Then after that, I was at Dania's house for some reason,
and our parents were talking about musicals. Lolwhut.
And her mum whipped out a hand-drawn poster that Dania apparently had made of The Pajama Game.
(Actually...For some reason...I thought it was Les Mis in the dream...but the Logo was of a couple hugging and kissing...so go figure which logo it represents more ><;;)
And then cut to two school-ish brick buildings facing each other.
Twas in prep for a performance.
There was a NSB/NSG building which the NSG's were in the top floor of (incl. me)
and the other building was of witches, from young nooby to old pro ones.
I think this was because I was thinking of Wicked before I went to sleep.
And how much I wanted to watch it.
Anywayz, moving on.
I think...for some reason, I had some unmentioned-within-the-dream event happen between me and one of the older green-faced witches, who happened to be Hannah, my netball coach from Yr 7,
So i went into the witch building, and went to the top floor,
where I found the first room encountered to be a room of 3 or 4 teen-to-mid 20's green-faced witches sitting down in their dressing room.
I peeked around the door and called out Hannah.
She looked up.
And I thanked her for 'before'.
Funnily enough, I can't remember what she did for me anymore.
She smiled back.
And I felt extremely happy.
Like I'd accomplished something/done something good.
I skipped out of the witch building.
And went to the space between the two buildings.
My mum and some other randoms were at the doorway to the NSG/NSB building.
And were looking at me funnily.
And in my joy(?) I span around with my arms out and sang to the sky
"BUT THERE ARE DREAMS THAT CANNOT BEEEEEEEEEEEEE~!!!"
And got raged at by the adults in our building
(not that I get why...it was quite noisy to begin with so it's not like I was disturbing the peace ><;;)
I went back to the witch building
And there was a new sign or board thingy, which was like a 'Reason for visit' check-in thing.
And I looked down the list and one of them was
[box] 'Ooooo...that kiss was good'
I laughed and ticked it for fun.
The next second, and elderly witch came storming around the corner to me, looking very pissed [at me].
And proceeded to shoo me away.
And I thought that it would be funny if they did this everytime someone ticked that box.
And that's where it ended. =)
One more thing.
I went to sleep after the 4-hr long call with Carumen-chan (thankyou btw <3 twas fun and I'm sorry if I made you sleepy/late for tute today =( )
And just before I fell asleep
I was thinking very depressingly
Because I had been listening to White Horse,
Imagined him with either her or her.
And imagining the situations,
I felt like my heart could rip into a million pieces.
Am I justifying myself, by being able to say that thinking of a situation like that kills?
Or...
My mind is slowly disintegrating into black oblivion.
I'm not a princess, this ain't a fairy tale
I'm not the one you'll sweep off her feet
Lead her up the stairwell
This ain't Hollywood, this is a small town
I was a dreamer before you went and let me down
Now it's too late for you and your white horse, to come around
I'm not the one you'll sweep off her feet
Lead her up the stairwell
This ain't Hollywood, this is a small town
I was a dreamer before you went and let me down
Now it's too late for you and your white horse, to come around
Labels: Dreams, emotions, love, Music of the heart
~<33 bee[d]ee @ 4:36 PM |
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