not another one... good vs. bad

i had another dream... this time it was half a bad dream...
perhaps i shouldn't go back to bed after i had awaken from sleep...
or perhaps i should empty my bowels before going back to bed,but i was lazy of course (and look where it got you!!)

so yea, the dream:




my mom and i were going on this trip. we were already inside the bus when i noticed that we didn't bring any luggage with us!!
i asked my mom and she said, 'no need wan la. why you worry for?? it's gonna be hot what.'
in my mind i was like, 'mom!!! i sweat a lot and we're not going to a cold place, and some more you tell me IT'S GONNA BE HOT??!!!'
but i just kept quiet...
then, since my uncle and cousins were on the bus to bid us safe journey, the bus - of course - stopped at the guardhouse to let them down...
the bus had two exits, one on the right and the other on the left...
my mom was already snoozing with her feet up beside me... =.='
i was actually thinking, 'why didn't i go to toilet before we got on the bus?' [i think my nightmare was like this because in real life, i think i was thinking the same thing!! except the bus part..]
and i stared longingly out of the right hand exit of the bus, at the toilet just near the bus but afraid to go out in case the bus left without me... [you can inform the bus driver mah!!! idiot!!!]
and that was when i saw my *ahem*... he was sitting in a yellow [what an ugly colour] convertible with the roof down and it was raining [weird]...
he was not driving the car and he sat with his mom, looking back... i don't know why, but i just kept staring (and he was staring back)...
then, the bus wanted to move and i waved at him (he waved back)... i think his mom saw, and he was talking to his mom but his eyes never left mine [wuah... so romantic man... puhleeze, - rolls eyes-]
the bus moved and i was still holding on to my bladder when we passed bangsar village [i've never even been in there...]

then, all of a sudden, i was running and i was in a race or something with another partner... this girl [i dunno how she looks like/who she is], had fainted and i dragged her along on a big coconut leaf [the one where the olden days people used to play racing games with when they were kids]
i asked the shop people [the back lanes] how on earth to get to this place [i forgot what the place was called] and i passed this bridge with running water underneath it and a dry bank... i tried to go down but it was impossible to drag my partner downwards [bring her to a clinic and lose the stupid race la instead of suffering like an idiot!!]
so i gave up and i saw other contestants trying to go the same way. i ran straight, up a hill where there were luxury apartments [more like shabby motels, and you'll read why]
i knocked on a door and a half naked guy answered the door with a lady who was scantily dressed, standing behind him...
my mind, 'shit!!'
but i asked him anyway on how to get to this particular place and that i hoped he didn't mind. [what guy WOULDN'T MIND when some brat disturbed his "SLEEP"??]
an old lady wearing a red and black patterned blouse overheard us and while going down a staircase next to his room, she said, 'yeah, yeah...' [i'm not talking to you and if you were to answer, give the correct answer la!!]
i dragged my partner and myself into the room and when i turned back, this guy was already pointing out to where i was supposed to go...
i asked him, 'ha?? you're using google earth ah??' (but i was more concentrated on two black shapes on the screen)
he told me, 'no, you use this way.'
'but i used that way just now... is that guy beating some one up??'
he said, ' yeah, you just be careful' [what a nonchalant way to say it, like beating anyone up was common...]
it was the place where the bridge with the running stream underneath it!!!
omg... i'm supposed to use THAT way??!!!
i just kept looking at the computer screen, thinking that it was a live footage and this guy started beating a lady (i heard her screaming [how the heck?? is technology THAT magnificent until google earth can detect people's voices??]) using a huge wooden 'x'...
he repeatedly rammed the wood to her face [and i think i saw..., i mean dreamt, round blobs of organs coming out]
omg, she [the black shape] was yelling for help and screaming and bleeding at the same time...
i was on my way there when i thought to myself, mebbe the guy whose help i asked for IS the guy who beat up the woman but i don't know how he did it when he was sitting beside me, pointing to the screen...
maybe he was playing a dvd or something... [omg, he records his murders??!!! o.O]




and that was then i woke up, trying to catch my breath like i just had a marathon... how horrible was that?? stupid...
maybe i should have this post and other past/future posts labeled 'dream' since i keep having so many...
nice/good dreams are ok but i detest bad dreams...
is it a SIGN for things to come??