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2008年11月24日星期一
Horrible dream...

Listening to Beatles's "Drive My Car"
I had this horrible dream.
It really does scare me off.
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I was being diagnosed cancer!!!
CANCER!!!
It was so horrible.

Ok.
Then, there was this guy who came to me.
And ask me, "Excuse me, are you yi lin?"
I reply, "Yes, i am."
He said, "I'm from xx company. We are specialized in curing every single cancer. If you wont mind, please pack your stuff. We'll provide you a full hostel and everything that you need."
Guess what?
The next image, i was really packing.
And this guy was standing behind me.

I was crying.
This guy just stand there doing nothing.
Guess that i'm just too sad to heard this news.

Later, i was really being put to this hostel.
It was something like hospital.
I was placed in a room.
There's monitor to watch my every movement.
Other than that, it was my room.
From every single poster to my bed sheet.
Like my room being transfer to here.

I was damn tired from crying.
So i'd slept on my bed.
The next thing i knew, when i was awake, my face, my body, they've turned shape.
I was old.
I was weak.
I cant feel anything.

I saw this guy laughing behind the monitor.
And he said, "You cant sleep now. You cant eat now. You cant do anything now. You cant only do one thing. SCREAM!!! Scream as loud as you can. Because you are another useless experiment."
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Gosh~
Those images still resting in my head.
I mean, it's so horrible.
I know i've been crying.
Because my pillow was a bit wet.

I dont know why i had this dream.
I'm very scare now.

Gosh~