Nightmare

I wasted my entire day! It's 1800 hrs and nothing done! I've just been debugging some issues on this new layout, and then finally I found it and now it works okay on internet explorer. Was chatting with Jacob and he was very anti-IE, I wonder why. He says it exposes one to malicious virus and stuff. I'm not sure how true is that but all I know that virus attacks have been less rampant since I've converted to firefox. Burn! Viruses! Burn! Feel the wrath of the "fire"fox! though I still use IE as a form of reminiscence (oh what the crap!?).

Oh yes the reason why I'm blogging again because I wanted to blog about a dream I had last night. It qualifies to be in the top ten of worst dreams (translates into nightmares) I've ever had. Making matters worst, the dream was too vivid that it felt like it was real. Man, I struggled to break free, I was semi conscious, yet it's vice was too strong. Trust me, I believe a majority would have experienced the feeling of wanting to wake up, but you can't, especially when you're trapped in a terrible nightmare.

Here it goes. I wouldn't mention the names of the characters in this so called dream. I remember initially we were walking around a big mansion, up some spiral stairs. The place seemed rather modern, if I recall, it was some mansion and somebody was living in the mansion. Me and a couple of friends and my brother were moving up the spiral red stairs to visit that particular person.

Then abruptly the scene changes after one of the friends told me that a bomb will detonate at my writing desk at 5:13PM sharp. (Yes I remember the time). So the setting now is in my house. Me and my brother was instructed to go up get our belongings and quickly evacuate. So I was deciding what to take, and strangely I was deciding what to wear. then the clock ticked. At first, I wasn't really believing what my friend had told me so I took my time but I knew I had to leave by 5:13.

Then in that world, that freaking world, the time just spun out of control. It suddenly became 5:13Pm sharp and my whole desk detonated. I quickly leaped out of my room, but it was quite a futile attempt. In my dream, I could almost feel the sensation of pain. Right now I cannot imagine how it felt like, but I know it seemed painful. My arm was bleeding like anything and I was giddy from the explosion. I saw my brother dash out from the other room, he was in the same situation. Blood-stained and weak. Then we grabbed each other for support and staggered down the stairs.

As we were walking down, something triggered a land mine and it exploded ON us. I fell down to the 2nd level and so did my brother. And the scariest part is I realized I lost one arm. (that was really a freaky experience. I don't know how to accurately describe it but you just feel like crying, the crying from the pain and the emotional lost of one arm (trust me, an arm is precious). My brother lost his leg. Then I could saw my parents on the ground floor, they were crying, and weeping. My two other brothers were weeping too if I could recall. They seemed helpless. I With some helped, me and my brother tried our best to proceed. Then another explosion triggered. Now I lost a leg.

So the whole thing dragged on. I did feel how it felt like to be left with only one limb (one leg), losing 2 arms and 1 leg is no joke. I forgot what happened to my brother. I saw myself in the mirror as I leaned on my father at the end of the dream, man, I even saw myself without arms and legs. I cried. And even in my dream, why did I feel intense sadness. Everyone was crying, very madly.

It's no joke. It can be psychologically terrifying. I woke up in cold sweat. I was shivering in fear, I was scared. I was really really scared. And in fragments of my dream I remember I saw some "evil creatures" stuff lurking around as everything was happening.

I woke up at around 0500 hrs in the morning. I told my dad what happened. He told me to calm down and go back to sleep. I was like " how am I ever going to fall asleep again". I remember when I used to be young, I was terrified of sleeping because it can be quite a frightful experience. It's such a mystery how your brain betrays you. How it churns out scenes that knows you will be most disturbed, most afraid of.

I'm going to take a bath now. It's a hot afternoon, then start studying some physics. Remember, it's my electric physics day and I have to get some studying down. Made some changes to the layout!