Dreams
I was supposed to start work as a data entry clerk yesterday, when i reached there for the briefing, i was told that they would not take me anymore as they had enough people. Fine, but the thing is they had already confirmed with me that i got the job and CONFIRMED that i would start work on monday, i even called the agency a few times to double confirm. Empty promises... shucks... I could have taken another job.... income gone.. need to find another job, boring........
I had a wierd and nice dream just now, dreamt that i was in school, i can't remember the school but it was come sort of mix between secondary and tertiary; we wore our own clothes but classes were held on a fixed timetable in a fixed classroom. The classroom was very spacious and special but dreamy, like what i would expect in a dream haha. I think the doors were inaccesible because i remembered i went into the class by climbing through the windows. Saw a few familiar faces. A few of my secondary classmates were in the same class, they were gossiping and chatting as usual, the teacher for the period was not here yet. I made cheeky expressions to some who seemed surprised to see me and took a seat at the 3rd or fourth row. The table i took, there were no adjacent tables joined to it, just a single table and a lonely chair.
There was this girl sitting alone in front of me, somehow i saw that she looked familiar and quite pretty. She had this jap hairstyle, near-shoulder length hair, dark chocolate brown highlights with irregular fringes, wispy hair, very nice in an abstract sort of way.
I kept looking at this vaguely familiar and attractive girl, until the teacher came in. I can't remember the name of the teacher in my dream, the appearance of the teacher, nor the subject that was taught, only that the teacher was male.
My attention was focused on the stranger sitting in front of me. Then the scene skipped, and i was talking to her. She introduced herself as Chen Shufang. "Chen Shufang...." oh! She was a primary school classmate. We used to play this slapping game in class. I used to tease her constantly, and she would slap me and i would become angry and slap her back, making her cry. Haha. Kids... It was with great pleasure and surprise that i realized her identity. She remembered me too. I was so exicted i was beaming all the while. I ruffled her hair to make sure she was real, and touched her face, asked her whether the slap was still painful. Then i realized how smooth her skin was, and how delicate and beautiful her features were, she still looked the same but somehow became prettier. I think in the dream i fell in love with her. We chatted about old times as if the teacher and class was non-existant. That's the good part about dreams, the settings that were no longer need will fade away by themselves. I was carressing her face, gazing at her dreamily when my handphone rang, I stood up from the seat and took out my handphone, the alarm was ringing and the time was 12:50.
I turned back and saw my unkempt bed, still holding the ringing handphone. Shufang was gone. The classroom was gone. I'm standing in my bedroom, awoken by the alarm that i set with my own fingers.
Exasperated and devastated, i went to sleep again in search of my lost dream. Drifted in and out of dreamland, but no class, and no shufang. Gave up finally and woke up at 3:20. Damn dreams.
If you had a dream, what will you dream for, my friend?
posted by ordinarywarrior at 7:01 AM
