Hungry Dreams

I discovered this entry that i wrote during the study break but which i forgot to refine, so here goes:

I've been getting the most vivid dreams lately. It's been scientifically proven that our dreams come about because our brain needs to process at night the information we store in the day, and during the study break, when most of us try to cram all sorts of irrelevant meaningless words into our heads that we feel like throwing up, our poor brains have to work overtime at night.. so we have more dreams than usual.
If you dun believe me, just ask Sm, Queen of Nightmares and Funny Dreams.

However, sadly, this is not the case for me, as err.. there isn't enuf information in my brain to process. So i suspect the dreams i've been getting are due to the suppers i've been eating these days.. I remember from somewhere in our psychomed notes that late night eating can cause nightmares too.. forgot the rationale behind this tho.. [I also remember that Gh was sitting next to me during the psychomed lecture and he turned to me and said, "when you're hungry at night also will have dreams". As i was half asleep, my lame radar was down so i reflexively asked, "huh? why?" And he said, "because er4 mong4" -_-"]

Here's one of my nightmares that felt so freakishly real that i remembered it to this day:

I was walking with Catechol towards his car in the multistorey carpark next to the ulu community library i've been studying at. And suddenly, this guy brushed past us and walked briskly ahead, he was carrying a spanner hidden in a dirty rag in his hands [dun ask me how i know it's a spanner if it's hidden. I just know.] He then ran suddenly to Catechol's car and smashed his window in! I was furious, and thought to myself, "Crap! How dare he! I must catch him, then at least can answer to Liang's sis (cos she owns the car)"

Making use of the time when the thief has his head stuck through the car window, i dashed ahead and then WHACK his head with the robbins, mama robbins, i was conveniently carrying in my hand. [Legend: Mama robbins = super thick and heavy hard cover pathology book i had to mug for upcoming exams. Baby robbins is the concised pocket-sized version. Most pple use mama, the smart ones use baby, and only the siao ones use papa]

So anyway, there was a sickening sound like when an orange was squashed and the thief went down like a bag of potatoes. "Haha, now you have to pay for your crime!" I said, in typical superhero fashion. I then told Catechol to call the police. Then instead of running away in case the thief wakes up, i suddenly got it into my head to check his carotid pulse. There was none! So i proceeded to confirm life extinction by checking respiration and reflexes. And like the good forensic path student i am, i went on to examine for unnatural causes of death (somehow, intent as i am to carry out a proper death certification, i had forgotten that I WAS the cause of death). So, like duh of cos i found a contusion on his skull with massive hemorrhage. And then i looked at the robbins in my hands, and it was all smeared with the guy's blood. And that was when i realised that i killed someone. I looked up at Catechol, too scared and anguished to move. And he grabbed my hand and pulled me into the car and drove off.

And i spent the rest of our fugitive lives killing myself with guilt.

And then i woke up. And laughed at such a silly but seems-so-real dream. And then i thought it might be a sign, so i went to hurriedly mug the topic on head injuries.

Din come out leh........