A childhood flashback

Fortunately, after few days of dreamless and nightmares, I came upon this dream which sent me back to the time when i was still in my first year of kindergarten. When i was no more than five years old... Do you remember the bubbly feeling and the secure feeling of when you went to your class and mingle around with your little classmates? You might, and you might not. But, within this vivid dream, i obviously do not feel all those feelings which a five years old child in a kindergarten would felt. Anyway, let's begin ~ ~

The dream started when i felt things inside my head swirling heavily... I'm seeing things, images, sceneries, memories and all sorts of things jumping here and there. At one moment, i'm seeing a sunset... The other moment, I'm looking at a river with waterfall on the far end of the river... As night goes on, so does my dream, more vivid and lively images sprung to life, one after another, replacing each other...

"They do have a familiar feel " i thought

The images went on and on until they suddenly stopped, and there i was... at one image from my early childhood memory. I felt the swirling and jumping slowed down and before me, I found myself excitedly exploring the playground i used to play around at.

I remember how i used to play on the sand in the middle of the grounds. How the see-saw and the spinning saucer was always occupied by other older and bigger kids. I'm always either with the pails trying to build a sand-castle like those cartoons i watched everyday, or hiding beneath the trees or inside the big pipes like those you can see in doraemon. As the dream goes on, i can hear a faint cute voice calling my name when i was still a todd...

"kiki! kiki!" as she'd usually called

I saw myself crawling out of the pipes and looked up at the little girl whom i supposed was my classmate in the kindergarten. The teachers have called the break it seems, as the playground is now empty and she came to bring me back to the class i "think". Realizing that this was a dream, i tried to exert my willpower onto the dream only to find that i can only follow what this dream has for me.




I woke up suddenly to find myself being told that i've been fidgeting on the bed quite alot. However, that last look i had on the little girl would possibly not one i can forget, at least for now. Her straight silky hair reaching her shoulder. her white and soft skin and not to forget, her sweet voice.

I wonder who that was... I've long lost contact with some of my old acquintances i was supposed to be classmates until junior high school... Which was dued to that accursed and torterous tuition that forcefully moved me to another class...


Well, that's it for today... I guess i'll get more of these flashbacks if i try not to brood so much about it tonight... and hopefully it's not some jumping here and there kinda dream... it felt tiring >.>

as the previous 2 dreams... i'd probably post it up after i can figure what it links to.... >.<

A strange place I

Few nights ago i mentioned having a dream. Well my apology that i unfortunately got absorbed into doing some chores and eventually forgot to update this "weird" dream I had.
oka!! without delay!!

I woke up in my dream in the midst of a barren land of which i have never seen before. The barren land streched from one horizon to the other end of the horizon, and i thought "Am i lost?". That was the last thing that pop into my head before in an instance, i saw something moving up there in the sky. Looking up, i saw nothing but the baby blue sky. Feeling myself leaning almost instinctively, i can hear the footsteps of two figures walking towards my direction. Bemused as if it was a familiar figure, i turned to look at them as they were talking in some foreign language. Realizing what i saw, i gasped so loud that the two female figures gave me a puzzled look.


The dream stopped here as i was awoken by something i have no idea of... but i for sure, know that i was sweating when i woke up... perhaps something's been triffling me at the corner of my mind.

Well, fortunately as i woke up i had a paper and pen right next to my bed, soooo i basically record them down... however, at the third dream i got awoken prematurely... causing me to forget recording them down at the spur of the moment. However, i am pretty sure that the dream would resurfaced when i brood enough on them before i sleep.

a stroll of boredom

Little had i known of the effect of my decission going back here for around 2 weeks would affect me psychologically this much... As boredom crept upon me, i attempted to brush them away by making myself busy and all. Yet, the unfathomable power of boredom overwhelm me. Home, literally does not feel like home anymore. I started feeling that my home, true home is back there in KL, where i am free to express myself as well as enjoying my freedom. Nevertheless, to keep the power of boredom at bay I have started to record my dreams in which somehow developed into an epiloque of a story. Without further ado, i'll start them then... but perhaps i'll do them after dinner as hunger, defies you of all ><...