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one of the few weirdest and funniest dream i ever had was last night’s dream:

i came home one evening. as i was waiting for the elevator down at the apartment building’s lobby, eric came out of nowhere and stab me right on my right side just below the ribs. as i was bewildered as to what happen he ran outside the building. for some reason i went outside too, hoping i can find help. (why didn’t i just used the intercom to call home? i don’t know…i guess this is one of the illogical things common in a dream) then, as i was staggering, kenny came driving by. (for what reason? who knows!?! it’s a dream) the hilarious thing was, he was driving a pedicab! (mwuahahahahaha)

me: "kenny, you must bring me to the hospital quick!"

kenny: "what happened to you?"

me: " i have been stabbed"

at this point we saw eric lying on the street unconscious. for some reason he got hit by a car–a hit and run. so…

me: "let’s bring him (pointing at eric) along with us too."

kenny: "but how? i only got so little space"

(duh! he was riding a pedicab!)

me:" we can’t just leave him there! he needs assistance too. we can just lay him on the pedicab."

kenny: " i guess."

so kenny and i struggled to pick eric up and put him on the little tiny cab. i scrambled and tried to position myself on the seat while trying to give kenny enough room to drive and pedal. with eric lying across the floor of the pedicab and i holding on to my seat as well as my innards, we sped off into the night and off to highway 7.

kenny asked me where the nearest hospital was and i pointed using my hand to the direction, but i also informed him the traffic condition and the possibility that i might get him lost in the process. so we opt to go the nearest clinic instead; thinking that they can offer atleast first aid. (well, we are on a pedicab and distance is not a good thing)

me:"which clinic are we going to?"

kenny: "down near torbram"

me:"but why? there is one just next block from here!"

kenny: "i am more accustomed to that."

so kenny went speedily pedalling away down highway 7. while on the road, although i was dying, i still felt embarassed by the fact that we are on a pedicab. cars are honking at us even though kenny was crazily pedalling away. then we reached woodbridge and kenny asked me:

Kenny:" where was that clinic?"

me: "that was streets and streets past….way down there! you have missed the turn."

then the little pedicab fell apart. eric went rolling down the street and yet still unconscious. so i went over to the side of the street while kenny tried to wave cars down for a ride. nobody paid any attention to him. he ended up across the street from where i was. so we had to communicate by shouting.

and then….jasper, kenny’s younger brother, came driving by in a red car.

me: "jasper, thank goodness!"

jasper: "psst, uy! what are doing?"

me:"you gotta take me to a hospital. i am dying"

by this time kenny was able to cross the street and for some reason my sister appeared.

jasper: "but i only have so little room."

me: "it’s ok we’ll cram"

so kenny and i crammed at the back seat with him crouching and huddled on one end and i on the other. the thing is, my feet were up against the back seat while facing kenny. my sister was sitted beside jasper.

me: "jasper, please drive carefully. every bump makes me feel even worse."

so jasper avoided all the potholes but the traffic flow was kinda busy. then, a school bus blew-up behind us, sending a car speeding towards our direction. when i saw the car flying towards us, i shouted, "jasper, hurry i still want to reach the hospital in one piece and alive!" as i tried to push the incoming car away from us through the broken back window of the car.

well, that wasn’t the end of my dream because the scene changed to something else, but that’s where i will cut it. (whatever happened to eric, i really don’t know! i think we lost him when he went rolling off the street…ooops!)

funny…i was studying for biochem  right before i had that dream…so i don’t know to what connection i should relate it too. but i think it was hilarious and everytime i remember it (esp. kenny’s pedalling!) i chuckle. i think it’s one memory i should keep because it makes me laugh…hence, i put it into writing.

~ by klengsfile on November 23, 2005.