Last night I had a dream that would make your heads roll off your body and to the floor. Literally.



I was dreaming last night that I was in Shangri-la Mall. Walking around and looking for stuff to buy and do stuff. I think I had money. Because now I don't have money. I'm running low on cash. Seriously a hundred pesos. Anyway, so I was walking then suddenly I noticed a familiar figure from the corner of my eye. It was my cousin Anthony. So he was wearing the clothes he had yesterday. It was somewhat emo-ish (yeah, he is an emo). They came to the house and crashed the day. So I saw him then in his hand was a wii remote and nunchuck (nunchuk, I'm not sure of the spelling. Really I'm not a Wii person that much. Ah, whatever.) We were playing yesterday. So I think its still fresh in my mind. Anyway, so Anthony was behind me and he started to follow me into stores and around the mall.

But I'm not sure why I was not minding him. Holding the Wii controls in his hand he said in a loud voice,"Jam! Why are you not talking to me? Talk to me Jam!" So I was just walking, pretty silent. Then he threw it on the ground.

I woke up, its so weird and different. My dreams are weird and it always has to do with people I'm related to. I slammed my biology book in shock. These dreams have been getting on my nerves lately, which made me go insane especially in the bus.