i just read about daryl's recent dream, and funnily enough, strange dreams are a dime a dozen these days.
take mine for example. it all starts out with me in a sort of "omnipotent 3rd person, floating in the sky state". i hover over a seemingly old city, complete with patch-uped roofs and insanely twisted tv antennas and an orangy tinge to everything, as if there was a perpetual sunset over my eyes.
i hover closer and notice this tall, misshapen tv antenna that had some early 20's guys and girls hanging out in it. what are guys and girls doing on an antenna, you say? i dunno, they seem to be hanging out and enjoying the view.
you see, this, err, peculiar antenna looks as if it was smaller before, but with a number of "extensions" ranging from bamboo sticks to hangers to actual plastic chairs. it got so twisted, it turned into a sort of pseudo-tree-house, only plunged into a McFarlane comic book. well, u probably get the drift.
anyway! these guys and girls(who turn out to be hot in an asian sense) just sit on there varied position along the height of the obscenely shaped antenna and suddenly, it all comes crushing down.
next thing i knew, i was in this other place, with the guys and girls still, but now it was a sort of island getaway. we were in this large, mansions-like bamboo hut complete with drapery as doors and the gentle sea breeze as ventilation. each of us guys gets paired up with another girl and gets a room, but before anything gets interesting, i suddenly start walking out. along the way looking at the scantily clad guys resting on the beds awaiting their female, err, partners.
all i remember afterward was me going on a mission looking for something. i met some archaeologist along the way and it felt like we hunted something. it turned out fine and i headed back.
once back, i find outside the entrance to the hut one of the guys on the ground, pig-tied(still scantily clad X_X) and inside i see the supposedly quiet girls(for all its worth, this dream was very quiet, i don't know why but i never had noisy dreams... hm-mm) are now literally devouring another scantily clad pig-tied guy. devouring, as in eating him from the feet up. the sad part was this guy was still very much alive and screaming(oh... so much for quiet).
i untie the guy outside and tell him to run like hell away. i go inside and while the girls are busy chewing on a knee-bone or two, i untie the poor chewed up dude and wrestle him away.
we ran like hell, or maybe i ran like hell, seeing that my dude had no legs to run with. the girls where after us like a raving bunch of hell-bitches. through streams, bushes and finally up a mountain we went and when we got to the top, there i saw a sort of shining door that most obviously was the way out.
i found my earlier pig-tied guy there waiting, which was odd yet justified when i saw some sort of floating, clothe-full(yep, imagine a floating object which had cloth-like hangings all around to increase spookiness ten-fold) entity blocking the way to the exit.
then we died. all the while wondering what to do with this tissue laden being, the screaming hell-bitches caught up with us, chomped on some body part and ripped each of us apart. i had the grim recollection of my head laying on the ground as i stared at my body being chewed upon. what i could never forget was the teeth. oh god! those damned teeth!
wake up! realized i was late for my 10am com-sci21(java programming) laboratory exam. rushed to the bath, bathed, printed out necessary review materials and dashed out of the house and finally found myself here, in front of a computer. Having finished early due to me not being able to answer the last 30pt problem, i took a deep breath, opened mozilla(linux, spare the pity) and surfed, all the while my friends commenting on how well-versed, smart and quick i am. ergh...
