my own purple fuzzy wuzzy sunlight

had another one of my many strange dreams again last night. i distinctly remember having a similar dream before though there were subtle changes here and there in the tiny loopholes of my subconscious fantasy. but still it remained very much the same in content. i dreamt tt i... got married. haha yeps

unfortunately there was no thousand tier wedding cake or insanely beautiful wedding gown on me, not even a decent veil over my head or showers of pink rose petals falling from the sky. i dun even noe who the groom is, just someone i was madly in love with. apparently. thank goodness for tt.
:( how sad. this is my dream wedding.. literally

in fact it was the darkest of all nights and i was running through rows of shops tt resembled those in the ulu-ated corridors of far east. there was a flood outside and i was desperately looking for my husband-to-be. den i saw this place tucked away in some corner behind some pipes. it looked like a combination of those tattoo/body piercing shops and those tt sell anime toys, complete with flickering neon lights along with pitch black interior. i entered it, somewhat knowingly. and saw my husband -to-be in there.
oh joy. i was overwhelmed with happiness

for some reason we had to get married asap. so the shop keeper became our acting minister and absolutely insisted on adhering to traditions that the bride must not see the groom before they exchange vows. in the end i had to stand behind this dirty yellow curtain with the groom on the other side holding my hand.

from this pt on, the dream became scarily real. i could actually feel the pangs of nervousness before saying "i do". the usual emotional detachment from dreams, the very element that made dreams feel surreal was gone
and i was at one with that gurl behind the curtains
there was the crazy heartpounding anxiousness cause no one could hear my words. the curtains were too damn thick. i had to shout out my vows twice
there was the rush of joy and relief when the curtains were parted
the hugs and tiny giggles with the guy i so love very much

all was shortlived as typical as all my other dreams, something out of the world happened! some shit, i dunno wat, was going to separate my beloved husband from me unless both of us do something! so my husband ran off to do wat he had to do (i also dunno wat) and i did my part as well. that is to stick a key into this bulldozer that was operating in the floods outside

hahahahaha..

neways. bearing in mind that i was still very much emotional attached to the dream at this pt, i ran with all my might out into the flood where the sky was starting to pour. filled with devastation to be separated from my husband so soon, i discovered to my horror that i was running in slow-mo no matter how hard i tried!

when i finally reached the damn bull dozer, it transformed into a mahjong table guarded by four aunties with sharp nails, polished with bright red smelly nail polish. and the key hole was on of the sides of the table. after ducking repeatedly at their red nail attacks, i outwitted them by throwing their mahjong tiles onto the floor thus leading to a mad scramble below the table, allowing me more than enuff time to insert the keyhole into the table :D mission accomplished

i ran all the way back to the store hoping to see my husband and was abt to enter when i woke up. drats.

warrrrrped...
i am so emotionally confused these days i guess tts why.. and all that damn stress from school and my mum. though most of my dreams do not reallie require an explanation for their occurance. they just happen. like a particular huamulan dream hahahaa..
often i wonder wats it like to not dream and sleep. cause i never fail to dream whenever i sleep. even if it is just a nap in class