Night Of Horror

You know a night of wine and song has gone wrong when you're about to leave and some people starts to raise their voice and push each other.

This is what happened.

Standing there, frustrated about the fact that my boyfriend has the hots for another guy, I was talking to my friend about it when all of a sudden I turned around to see that my friends were pushing each other. I wouldn't exactly call them my friends, more like acquaintances that I got to know over the couple of weeks. It was mere seconds when Adrian handed me his glasses and threw his cigarettes on the ground and started shouting at John. There were about 10 of us there and 3 of them had rage in their eyes and started to shout at each other.

Trying to stop the fight with someone's glasses in my hand, I held a shouting Adrian back only to realize that it was David who got offended by John and he was trying desperately to land a punch on him. So a few of us held both of them back while the others told John to leave because he was being rude and obnoxious and there I was, feeling sorry for John because I know him and despite him being him, he had no one on his side. All of them were colleagues and John was basically the odd one out cause he didn't hang out with any of us.

So there we were, in front of a residential area and outside a pub called Red where there were 2 angry people screaming at one person and I couldn't do anything. When rage gets into a drunk's mind, all he could think about is how am I going to kick his ass. Straight men have egos and it seemed that David had a lot since he was the the only one raising his voice after the other two got settled. I didn't know what was going on, but I did manage to get something along the lines of not shaking each other's hand. Seriously, straight men. Drunk straight men. Drunk angry straight men. Why not just take your penises out and compare it and get it over with?

I had to leave. There was basically too much drama going on and I was pushed around by people who are trying to hit each other.

Why, oh why, do I always have to end up being the marionette?

Strange Dreams

whenever i sleep, i wake up every 1 or 2 hours just to grab something to drink or to move around the bed, so therefore i consider myself a troubled sleeper. it's not that bad coz i dont exactly annoy anyone sleeping next to me but it isn't great for me.

so i had two dreams, funnily enough they were separate coz i woke up after the first nightmare and then went back to sleep to get my second dream.

i'll try and write my dreams down in detail, i cant remember some parts but i'll try to write down as much as i could.

i was sitting at a table with a couple of friends, their faces blurred so i couldnt see them properly but from my gut feeling i knew they were my closest friends. yes we were sitting there talking about random stuff when i needed to go back to our hotel room to change. we took one of the lifts up to the room and i changed first and was waiting for them to finish getting dressed when i got fed up and told them i'll meet them back at the restaurant. i was walking down the eerie corridor and i felt as if someone or something was there along with me. chills ran up my spine and i walked even faster to get to the lift. pressing the button and getting into an empty lift, i felt even more tense since i was trapped in a confined area. the lift door closed and i backed myself up to the left side of the lift so i could get a clearer view of everything. i turned to my left to look at the back of the lift only to catch my reflection staring back at me. then i turned to my right to the reflective part of the door and i could see very clearly, a long haired woman in a black dress standing next to me. my heart sank and i felt my body go limp.

the lights started flickering. i blinked again to only see her move slowly, like one of those black and white movies she moved towards me with every flicker of the light. and then when she was about to touch me the lift door opened and i picked myself up from the ground and stumbled out of the lift only to see that i was not come out to the lobby area but i came out to the rooftop. i looked over my shoulder to see her materialize and follow me and laugh wickedly. she grabbed me with her pale and vieny arm and claimed me as hers. i was her victim and i had no where else to go. i begged for her to let me go but she wouldnt. i asked her for one last wish, to see my friends and say goodbye to them for one last time. she pondered for a bit before yanking me. instead of my body following her, it was my soul which she grabbed on to and my body crumpled up and fell to the floor like a marionette. i cried for her to release me but she wouldnt, she just carried on pulling my arm and into the darkness we went...

since this dream was longer than i expected i shall not venture on to the second one, but it's alot less scary than this one for sure. i woke up anticipating that i would see the woman in front of me! that was scary...

Write Where It Hurts

how ironic, the second me and my ex breaks up, he goes online to search for boys in JB coz he's going to JB today for an event. well happy hunting and i hope he finds what he needs there, preferably not an STD.

i just woke up and been lazing around with my hair all funky looking. sometimes i look into the mirror just right after i woke up and i think, hey that's a pretty cool hair-do, i should just walk out with my hair looking like that! but i never have the guts to. maybe i should just do it one of these days just for the hell of it.

i'm really hooked on to Most Haunted at the moment, this television series which i downloaded about haunted locations in England. it's not really scary, it's just amusing to watch because it's highly unbelievable that some guy can just get possessed a number of times just by standing there in front of the camera. there must be some kind of...i dont know, i guess a trick to it? like the floor managers or the host tells him the story of the location or he researches it before going to the location. and plus there's nothing good shown! there's no faces nor bodies floating around. when i watch something spooky i wanna see some disembodied autonomy flying around! well that or some crazy bitch with long black matted hair who came back from the dead to kill everyone.

i love horror movies, i love getting scared. anyways i'm used to it, my mom used to scare me to sleep when i was younger. apparently i was too naughty and she needed a trick to put me to sleep, it was either that or this medicine called Fong-Yau which is sorta like a liquid which u rub on the temple of ur head during a headache or u sniff it if u feel queasy, yeah she would use that and rub it in on my eye lids. what a horri-gi-ble mother i have! and all the time i would cry and hide under the covers coz she's one good actor.

maybe one of these days i should just scare her back.