I got a weird dream last night. I don’t know why, but it was sort of funny and weird, though. The background of that dream was located in my old school. I was walking alone, before a stranger came approach me and seeks for my help. It was like I need to accompany him to somewhere in the school. After a long walk, I realized he was taking me to meet up with some teachers that I still remember. It was like, “err, hi teacher...”
Everything was perfect. Then I was back as a lone ranger in my dream; looking for nothing.
Suddenly I came across my old classroom. It was in the highest floor, fourth floor. It’s still in the same colors, yellow and white. A little bit dusty here and there. The tables and chairs arrangements were still the same. And there was a teacher teaching in the classroom, but I don’t recognize her. I was walking through the class from outside. Should I go and sit inside?
Oh well, weird dream. I just barely thinking about that, and still didn’t make any decision yet, but I was already in the class; sitting in the second line in the front. Well, that’s what we called as a dream; not logical at all.
In that class, I only recognized a few of them. They were my university’s friends; boys and girls. We sit there and listen to what-so-ever the teacher teaches us. After the classes over, all of them were rushing to go out of the class. And I still didn’t make any move, frozen. Oh well, it was weird again. In the real world, I should be the first one to leave the classes when it was over.
And then I realized, the classroom was almost empty. I don’t know why, but then I started to walk. From the outside, I saw a girl that I recognized. At that moment, I want to approach her. She was alone, walking towards the stairs. Then I say “hi” to her from her back.
And in a dream, anything could happen. When she turned her back to me, suddenly there were a lot of boys around her; flirting with her and she didn’t say a word to them. But she did hold one of the boys’ hands. And her face when she faced me was an “asking” face. It was like “What’s wrong? Tell me” and I was spacing out for a moment, trying to mix the reality and dream’s world together.
I hate that moment. It was like a huge hole punched through my chest. I don’t know why, but I felt a big loss; frustrated. In the real world, I don’t think I do like her, but in this weird dream, it’s hurts me so much.
“Nothing”, I said.
“…” she was speechless, leaving me with her boys-friends.
Weird, it’s just weird. Ha ha. It was like a goodbye. Yeah, maybe it’s the time to say goodbye. But still, when I woke up, “hey, that was weird and funny dream, too”. It doesn’t make any sense. Ha ha. What a shame, boy. Well, it’s just a dream anyway. Who cares?
sigh. what a weird dream.. -.-"
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