i need to know 2 things. firstly, what do recurring dreams mean. secondly, what do recurring dreams with a psychopathic killer trying to kill me mean. wtf sia seriouslyyy. last time gun & knife not enough, this time still have an extra saw. he wanted to cut me into 2 pieces. ended up slicing through him a couple of times and leaving the knife in his chest. :/ ohwellz.

it's strange cos i had the same dream before. but with a different ending.

my first dream [i'm assuming they were 2 separate dreams cos the first one didn't seem linked to the second.] was about rather weird stuffs. i can't really remember clearly. me mixing with different people... don't know if they were african kids or what, but their way of living and thinking were just different. there was also one point where my brother and mum were there. think we were doing homework and i had to lend my brother some old notes that he didn't have any longer. think we had quarreled as well.

second dream was the one with the killer. i could recognise it as a recurring dream because i was in the same situation before, i think. stuck in a room with some other people. your thoughts for your  near future could be projected on a screen. well, not really a screen either. basically the windows would open and do something funny, then the windowpane wall would look dark and black, and then after that the images would just start appearing. images representing what you thought your near future would be like. i think it was to check whether you were mentally sane. there were just 2 of us who had to go through this. this other girl did it first, and her future was rather normal. i think everyone else in the room approved. then it was my turn, and i remembered the last time i had this dream, my future was weird. so i tried to change my future by thinking about different things. at first the projector was on the same side as the wall on the same side as the corridor, and all that appeared was a long-haired girl looking down on the other side which i assumed was a girl standing outside in the corridor and that the projector just wasn't working properly and the screen hadn't been set up fully yet. but i was freaked out anyway, and asked them to change the screening onto the other wall. it was better. and then now my near future came to live in the projector and i think it was better than the last time i dreamed this, because my thought-of near future seemed more normal.

and then somehow after that i don't know what happened, but i had to be escorted to some other place. 2 dudes came along with me as bodyguard to escort me, with their guns and everything, and we walked out of the room into the corridor and turned right and started to walk down the corridor. but i was now out in the corridor with 2 bodyguards, no longer in the room, and suddenly i look back and a figure in black appears at the other end of the corridor and immediately i realise that it's the psychopathic killer out to get me. the 2 bodyguards weren't expecting him, because they were supposed to be guarding against me, i think. i was being escorted out like some prisoner, probably to jail, you see. but anyway when things like this happen, the bodyguards are supposed to protect the prisoner anyway because that's just the way it is in tv shows right. before they even had time to react, i was running and dodging and rolling towards the next turn in the corridor while the gunfire starts and the killer starts shooting at me, a hundred percent convinced to kill me. i managed to get past 2 turns of the corridor, one left turn [and he caught up so he was still firing then.] and one right, and i stopped there behind the wall, waiting for my doom. which would surely come when he finally rounded the corridor. i think it was then that i remembered my last dream - i had confronted him at this turn, and the bodyguards had shot him dead, saving me in the process. so i was hoping goddamn hard that it would happen again. tried to save time by firing an imaginary gun, so he would fire back, it worked once or twice. and then he was there after rounding the corner and i was just like fuckkk but i couldn't outfight him this time, and i ended up running down the corridor again, bullets firing behind me but somehow never hitting me. turned the next right and stopped again waiting behind, and when he rounded the corner this time i really fought with him, but i couldn't overpower him and he had his freaking gun so like screw it, injured him a bit and then just opened the next door i saw which was super close to me and banged it shut and pulled the door handle up and held it there tightly so he wouldn't be able to open the door, praying goddamn hard that he wasn't that strong to be able to push the door handle down entirely and just barge right through to kill me. i realised that somehow he didn't even bother trying to push down the door handle, maybe cos he tried it and it seemed locked, but then the bad thing was that he started breaking through the door with the butt of his gun/rifle and gosh was that fast. after a few holes, he just dragged the rifle butt through and there was a huge hole now and i was still thinking, no it's not big enough for him, so i got totally stunned when i saw the saw. yes, a freaking saw. i knew he had a knife and a gun from the last time i met him in my dreams, but a saw? you have got to be kidding me. and yes, he freaking sawed through the door. i was just like wtf and scrambled away and then the door flew somewhere and he was inside the room and thank god he wasn't using his gun but now he had a freaking huge saw which scared the hell out of me. and then we fought while i tried to avoid the saw at all costs, and i remember most vividly the last part of the dream, where he was standing right in front of me and said he was gonna cut me into 2, his right hand holding his knife and his left holding the saw, and both of them aimed to slice right through me. somehow i managed to stop his knife hand, and used more strength to change the direction of his saw hand towards himself and whoosh the saw sliced right through his neck diagonally down towards his chest. but he was still moving so i think i sliced him a couple of times. and then he was still moving so the last thing i did was to take the knife from him and stab him in the chest. think he fell to the ground after that and i just left him there, at the same time thinking that the bodyguards were definitely gonna charge me with murder now and send me to jail, but i couldn't know exactly what i happened because i woke up after that.



afternoon naps, huh. and i'm still tired. will sleep more tonight.