I have this bad habit of not carrying my phone around with me at home because seriously, its not like I'm expecting a gazillion phone calls. So he came back a while ago, and emo-ed cause he called and I didn't pick up. His exact words were "I called you so many times, I'm surprised your phone didn't explode." So I went up to my room to check and there was ONE miss-call from him. I said "If my phone is going to explode for every single call I missed, then I might as well save all my money and not use one." And he said "One is a lot."
No shit right.
No shit right.
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I'm about to go get ready for VGL in the evening. I was so excited I couldn't sleep yesterday, and when I did, I dreamt of zombies... in a hospital. They look like a cross between the orcs in LOTR and the Gremlins, with the height of dwarves. One of them looked like Michael Jackson, and he got a doctor to fix his nose before he bit his head off. I'm not kidding. I'm not trying to be funny either. It was scary. They were going around chewing off heads and blood was spraying everywhere. I was hiding under a table in the printing room (at least thats what I think it is, cause I remember a lot of machines) and I could see everything that was going on outside. Suddenly, one of the zombies walked past and saw me through the glass window, and he tried to break down the door. I can still remember the cracks he made on the door. Then 2 girls ran past screaming, and he ate them instead, so I ran and hid behind a machine. He came back after a while to peer through the window and he couldn't see me anymore so he ran off. And I told myself "You need to freaking wake up if you don't want to die!".
I woke up and my heart was pounding like I just ran to China and back. I told my mom and she asked "How do you know you were dreaming at that time?" and I said "Cause I wouldn't be chased by zombies under normal circumstances." and she said "You are just so weird."
It does not sound like a compliment.
But now that I think about it, I have no idea why I hid under the table. Even though it seemed like the right thing to do. The zombies are short right, hiding under the table would put me directly at their eye level. Right. If I ever have the same dream, I'd know where not to hide.
But now that I think about it, I have no idea why I hid under the table. Even though it seemed like the right thing to do. The zombies are short right, hiding under the table would put me directly at their eye level. Right. If I ever have the same dream, I'd know where not to hide.
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