Monday, June 30, 2008 •
& spongebob is cute 7:01 PM
Okay, this was a dream too. Also as ugly as the other dream I had mentioned earlier (human terror). This one is close to my heart. Something to do with a special someone in your life (some of you). Your mama dearest. For the first few hours after Melvin Chew made us realize the importance of our parents in our life, I thought that I will love my mum very well (my dad and I have a okay-okay relationship-because he gives me my cash). Then when I reached home after that day's session (which was my b'dae. If you didn't wish me, no point in wishing me now), my mum started naging...naging...naging. That was when I re-realized, my mum and I can never agree with each other and never cooperate. Everytime I curse my mum. She and her nags. I don't know how I am still mentally stable after hearing her all her nagings. That dream came to my sleep two nights ago. Was seeping peacefully. May be snoring (hopefully not)? I was dreamt of a terrible car collision between a container truck and a lory. Those two vehicles were just the bread of the sandwich. And the centre of the sandwich was my...my...my mum. She was rushed to the hospital. She was warded in the I.C.U. Her skin was terribly damaged. The doctors couldn't save her. She..She..She died. I don't know why. How. She just died. My world was torn apart. Chaos was inside me. Every single thing would remind me of her. I would cry every now and then. Glad that it was only a dream. But my mum isn't some immortal girl. She will die one day. It just can happen anywhere, anytime. You never know where danger lurks.I still find my mum irritating. Not as much as I used to find her earlier. I have begun to treasure her. Just like I treasure myself. So should you. You only realize the pain when you experience. Treasure your parents before it is too late.
