damn, yesterday i had a dream about my wedding with this unknown guy. from the looks of the dream, it seemed like it was an arranged marriage.

Dream Interpretation courtesy of dreammoods.com

To see a marriage in your dream, signifies commitment, harmony or transitional period. You are undergoing an important developmental phase in your life. The dream may also represent the unification of formerly separate or opposite aspects of yourself. In particular, it is the union of masculine or feminine aspects of yourself.Consider the qualities and characteristics of the person that you are marrying. These are the qualities that you need to look at incorporating within yourself.

To see a wedding in your dream, symbolizes a new beginning or transition in your current life. Dreams involving weddings are generally negative and highlight some anxiety or fear. It often refers to feelings of bitterness, sorrow, or death. Alternatively, wedding dreams reflect your issues about commitment and independence.

To dream that you are planning your own wedding to someone you never met, is a metaphor symbolizing the union of your masculine and feminine side. It represents a transitional phase where you are seeking some sort of balance between your aggressive side and emotional side.

i think they are trying to say that i have a lot of issues waiting to be resolved. there’s nothing that says about arranged marriage so i guess the part where i am marrying someone i have never met will do.

omo! omo! i dreamt about him last night and today is his discharge day from serving the south korean military. kinda like the equivalent of singapore’s National Service.

anyway, welcome back ji sub oppa! you look absolutely endearing in this photo.

photo courtesy from mydaily (as you can see from the watermark there) which i filched from jisubaddicts.com. i think everyone of us, JSA who saw the first few pictures of him appearing from Mapo District Office went crazy with frenzy or maybe just smile like an idiot like i did. some cried, i figure from their post. i was close to crying but nay…i managed to get a hold of myself.

gosh. what a coincidence that i dreamt about him last night!

in that dream, he was in his MISA get up. the big hair that he had in the ozzy scene and he was walking along this pavement which somehow i just knew is somewhere near tan tock seng hospital. and i became a stalker and followed behind him. he went to a nearby 7-11 or maybe even Cheers to buy something, a drink maybe.

and that’s it.


afternoon nap. with a storm raging outside. gosh…that was a nice weather to sleep in.

dream – was supposed to go to sheng shiong. somehow, i acquired an extended family who all wanted to go to sheng shiong. so i was wearing this orange t-shirt and white pants and i saw someone wearing the same thing standing outside at the corridor. i thought i was looking at myself there. ..weird? how can i possible think that i am looking at myself when i played a part in the dream as well?

so anyway, purple havaianas came in when i needed to wear a footwear. i looked down and tada! there was a purple havaianas on my feet. for a moment there, i was feeling full of myself and showing of my havaianas to the people around me only to have my moment of glory cut short by my brother who was wearing one in white. bugger him.

so we went down the stairs to find that there was a malay wedding reception going on. and miraculously, my orange top and white pants have turned into an orange baju kurung somewhere along the time that we were descending down the stairs. and someone from my extended family offered a plateful of accessories which was all in black. earrings, bangles, necklace etc etc… so nice but i was distracted or something cause i wanted to peruse all the things on the plate but my brother took the plate aside and so the only thing that i could manage to get my hands on was a black scarf which i wound it around my neck. so off we went to the wedding reception (i have no idea who’s wedding it was).

like a jakun then i made my way to the table where my extended family sat. saw eunice olsen too in my dreams. i don’t know what the heck she was doing there. oh and so i made my way to the table where my family sat and to get there, i have to pass through this veiled entrance which was suspended on a nail. and somehow or the other my scarf got stuck by the nail as i was passing through. ripping it off, i saw that the scarf has changed from a black scarf to a white scarf with flowery pattern on the border.

and then i woke up

weird huh?

anyway, i’m trying my best to try and remember every single details of the dreams that i had and i want to achieve being able to recall what were my dreams the night before as i go through the day.

a random title for a random dream cause the only thing that stands out from last night’s dream was a lift.

another dream featuring a guy.

i know who the guy is. i used to work with him for a week but honestly, hmm…why him? i mean, he’s older than me by more than 20 years for pete’s sake! sure, i admire him but hey, i ain’t looking for a sugar daddy, aye.

god, now we have moved on to kissing. there was a kissing moment when the light in the elevator suddenly blacked out. he reached out to get me and then we kissed. not that there were no other kissing moments before but (gosh, i am smiling while remembering this, i love this kind of dreams!) the dream is slipping away from my mind like water. or maybe i filtered out the dream to only retain the good stuff. :p.

there are bits and flashes of the dream in my mind now but i cannot link them so as to make them comprehensible in words.

and no i didn’t drink a glass of warm milk before.

I dreamt of 3 guys (I can’t remember if they were cute or not and no, I didn’t recognise any of them). But in the dream last night, it started out weirdly as usual.

I remember that I was on a sort of a motorbike, riding pillion behind my dad, cruising on some expressway and get this, I was holding on to my baby nephew, who has just turned 3 years old a fortnight ago but in my dream, he was still little…around 1 and a half years old? So anyway, it’s either the motorbike suddenly turned into one mobile platform or  i was balancing my nephew in one arm while holding on to my father with another arm. I then gave him his bottle which at that moment, I recalled feeling pissed  at my dad for insisting on giving my nephew his bottle while we were on that motorbike.

And then the dream changed…

I was in this building which I presumed is a school and I was being chased by a group of thugs. I can’t quite recall why. Hmm…but the thugs are big hulking guys of African American descent.

And then the fun part began…

Three guys….three guys, well they didn’t really come to my rescue. (Even in my dreams, I am self-sufficient. I hid myself from those thugs well) I have simply no idea why the three guys appeared in my dream. They were supposed to be my classmates. One wasa good pal who kept on trying to talk to me but always got interrupted by this other girl (who I can still remember as being very pretty), another guy was just a friend and this other one who kissed me on my forehead and said ‘everything will be all right’ like he’s somekind of my boyfriend when in actual fact, he is just a classmate in the dream. oh screw that…i remember him being someone that i just knew.

anyway, i like this dream. it didn’t give me a warm and fuzzy feeling like other ‘guys dream’ i had but it was nice all the same.

hmm…does drinking warm milk really helps?

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