making something out of it.

My weird dreams are back. they stopped for a moment. but now they're back. and somehow, i'm glad that they're back. i don't know why.

a few nights back, i dreamt that i was doing a camp with the Y. and then the best part of it was that... i dreamt i was the mastermind of a plan to do flying fox. oh it wasn't just ANY flying fox. it was flying fox using a string made out of toilet paper. we broke a window after making the string so that we could tie the string onto the window grille. and whoosh. the other 2 were out. i tried... and i don't remember what happened... because the next thing i knew, was that i was trying again at some other place. (maybe i chickened out the first time...) this time it was on a concrete slope. and i had to tie it onto some bar. my former physical education teacher was standing at the bottom of the slope. telling me to hurry. and a whole load of people were watching from behind the bar. it failed.... miserably. the slope wasn't steep enough. and i slid on my butt instead. what a joke of a dream.

and just last night. dreamt we ended up in some room after a night bike reccee. with the Y again. i was left with jing and another person. and we talked about commitment. lol. then the other person left. and jing and i were still packing up. realised it was a classroom. because when we were leaving, there were kids running outside. led by a teacher. these kids were real cute. they ran past and said hi.... and then there were another 2 more kids who suddenly appeared in the room we were trying to close. i had already switched off the lights and was closing the door when i saw them inside the very classroom we were about to lock up. i was trying to open the door again to get them to come out, because i didn't have a good feeling about the room. and it was night time. I told them I was about to lock up the room. and one boy was trying to close the door on me. the other boy was hiding behind the single table in the room, which was at the other corner. I told them it wasn't safe. and the bolder boy pushing the door, told me "what if we've been living in this room all our life?" I think i was shocked. and so was jing. we knew what the boys were. continued walking out to the car. and we saw more nighttime people along the way. I don't think they were real people in my dream. some of them were really nice. like there was this old man. others were weird. there was a man who was walking in a zig-zag way and stared when jing said hi. i was clinging on to her for dear life the entire journey to the carpark. i dreamt again of the canteen, where there were people dancing ballet. I'd dreamt of that place before... where it was quite hilarious to watch the people dancing ballet. because of the way they did it, mechanically step by step. we had stopped to watch and had laughed at them in the previous dream. this time round, i remember trying to get to the carpark hurriedly, but still laughing and snigerring. then we reached the car. and jing was driving! woohoo haha. the car had lots of funny things in it. stuffed toys, pictures of us... (the whole backseat was covered in stuffed toys) while we were getting in, we saw another car leaving too. an ID bene was driving it and her guardians were asking if she was alright driving home so late at night. it was nice even though she didn't recognise us. i mean... for them to even drive cars home... well of course the parents must be rich enough... then we were out of the carpark and into the night. talked about the pictures in the car. we drove past a place, which resembled the science center, but wasn't the science center... cos we weren't in jurong... then it ended there. i shan't type in the conversations.. they are... hmmm. haha.

i don't think anyone would bother reading what i typed on top. its a lousy piece of writing anyway. not storyline nor climax whatsoever.

i'm just wondering, what would happen if one day, i took all of these dreams and made them into something else, like a script?

and i wonder too if these dreams have a meaning...