Yes.It's been a while.
It's one of those "I'm too busy and lazy to blog" periods once again.
Haiz.
Pardon me really.The body is strong but the mind is weak.
.......
Anyway.
It's with a rather puzzled mind that I m blogging now.
Well.You may believe it or not.
But it's been years since I last shed tears.
Honest.
I always felt it's stupid to cry.
Maybe I am truely dumb on because I think that way.
But back to the point.
I woke up yesterday morning to find my eyes puffy and swollen.
And somehow.
I knew I must have cried in my sleep somehow or another the previous night.
And as if confirming my doubts.
Upon that very thought.
The details of last night's dream came flooding to my mind.
Man.
It felt so damn real.
So vivid.
Like it was happening right before my eyes.
I shall try to the best of my memory narrate the dream that I had.
It began somewaht like this.
In my dream.
I think I was cycling on the road.
Or running.
And suddenly.I heard a loud crash.
Obviusly.An accident had occured.
A girl had been knocked down.
From a distance.
She seemed to be relatively the same age as me.
Thus I think calling her a woman would be more appropriate.
Just that she was so short.
Anyway.
I was curious so I decided to go over and take a look.
And damn.
Was I shocked when I saw who it was.
It was my primary school classmate.
A girl that I used to like in Primary School.
Of course.We're all grown up now.
And that was so long ago.
So I guess that the feelings are all pretty much gone.
Besides.I haven't met her for like...almost a decade?
But yet.
The strange thing was that.
In my dream.
When I saw her lying down there in a pool of blood.
I suddenly extreme sadness and sorrow.
For no reason at all.
I mean.
Yes.She was a classmate of mine.
And eys.I used to like her.
But it's been so long.
Why would I feel so sad.
I didn't even feel this degree of sadness when my grandpa died.
So it was pretty strange.
Of course.
What followed in the dream was pretty much like a script.
I called the ambulance.
And her parents.(surprisingly I could still remember her house number.)
The amublance came.
They came.
She was sent to the hospital.
And she died.
I think it must have ben this point of time that I began crying pathetically.
Really pathetically.
In my dream that is.
Therefore.
The fact that my eyes were actually swollen and puffy from crying in my dream.
Actually showed the degree of sadness I was feeling.
And once again.
I would like the emphasize the fact that I couldn't have cried because I still had feelings for the girl.
So it simply didn't make sense at all.
In the end.
I could only think of one reason.
And that is that my subconscious was trying to tell me something.
Maybe like.
A vision or something.
Sounds funny huh.
But to me.The feeling was so strong.
That I decided to ask my 2 friends who did psychology for their opinions.
On my dream.
And somehow.
Both Sheena and Kevin told me that.
This dream symbolizes a kind of regret.
Like of something that should have been done yet not done in the past.
Which most likely is gonna happen again.
I was puzzled by their words then.
Until today.
When I fainlly grapsed the full meaning of their words.
Guess I gotta do soeme deep thinking now guys.
Chow.