Runaway Bride - a not-making-sense tale

last nite i had a weird n outrageous dream. i dreamed dat i was about to get married. dis may sound fairly normal but wait till u hear d rest of d story. without further ado, let me take u in a journey into my dream..

d location n background of dis dream was my house back in my hometown. it was d eve of my wedding day (in d dream not real life) n i was experiencing all of those feelings n emotions dat a bride-2-be usually felt (i assumed of coz since i never been a bride myself). u nou, all those anxiousness, nervousness n feeling of doubt. being in dat state of mind, i'm obsessing 2 juz about everything. obsessing about my hair being 2 short 4 a bride; where in real life i never had hair dat short (i cant pull d mia farrow look wif me being too chubby), obsessing about d fact dat none of my friends are gonna be there 4 my wedding bcoz they dont even nou dat i'm getting married (d wedding was such an abrupt decission, in fact it only took a week to plan), d fact dat i hate my wedding dress (it was bright PINK 4 god sake!), n also d fact dat d caterers plan 2 serve d guests roti canai n nasi lemak (wat is dis? a breakfast buffet?).

n somewhere between all those obsessing, i got an sms from a stranger saying dat he (i assumed its a 'he') want 2 berkenalan wif me. now, who in their rite mind would want 2 berkenalan wif a bride-2-be on d eve of her wedding day? ridiculous! somehow it turned out dat d wedding itself was actually a plan marriage n i kinda hate d groom (who turned out 2 be an x-crush who in real life is blissfully in luv wif another girl).

2 make matters worst, on d morning of my wedding day my parents decided it was a gud time 2 tell me some shocking revelation dat, check dis, i actually am not their biological child (what??!). there's some sort of scandal involved but i'm not going 2 elaborate on dat. n suddenly i realized dat i couldnt take all dis anymore n i'm having cold feet n i dont wanna be married 2 sumone dat i dont luv so i did d 1st thing dat came 2 my mind. i decided 2 run away.

i told my mom dat i was going 2 d cemetery (now, wat bride goes 2 visit d graveyard on d morning of her wedding day?) but my mom said yes (again now, wat mom lets her about-2-get-married daughter visit d graveyard on d morning of her wedding day?). o yea, it also turned out dat d cemetery is situated juz in our backyard. of coz we dont have a cemetery in our backyard (lombong ada la). so i run away (not 2 d cemetery of coz). n guess wat mean of transportation did i use 2 escape? a bicycle! can u believe it? of all d vast number of modern day transportation i had 2 escape on a bicycle? dis dream must be kidding me! thanks 2 dat darn bicycle i almost got caught by my family who were chasing me by cars (dis is so not fair!). so wat a bride on a bicycle got 2 do? go hide somewhere of coz.

n while i was hiding, out of nowhere came a gang of mob who tried 2 harass n hit on me at d same time. to make d dream more absurd, d leader of d gang turned out 2 be my uncle who's married wif 4 kids. somehow i end up lecturing my uncle dat he of all people shouldnt supposed 2 mengorat his own niece when he already got children as old as me. he broke down n cried (gosh, i made my stoic uncle cried.. dis is an achievement!). after successfully bringing d gang of mob kembali ke pangkal jalan i continued my journey.

i end up at a gas station. my beloved bicycle by now had mysteriously transformed into a 4-wheel drive (d magic of dreams..). as i was about 2 enter d car, another car stop across 2 mine n out came none other than d hated groom himself. it turned out (sorry so many 'turned outs') dat he too was escaping d wedding bcoz he too dont want 2 be stuck married 2 me (dat part did hurt a bit tho). as i was trying 2 make sense of our situation, i heard d familiar sound of my alarm clock n i was transported back 2 where my journey 1st started. my bed. hence d end or d absolutely senseless dream.

honestly, dat was one heck of a dream. insane yet enjoyable (at least 2 me). i woke up feeling like i havent gone 2 bed at all. i have 2 say dat dream sure qualifies 2 be one of d most absurd dreams dat i ever had (among them includes one of me being chased by a dinosaur while wearing a puteri gunung ledang-like outfit with a santana song playing in d background.. go figure).

so, anyone who CARE 2 interpret my dream feel free 2 hit me back.

ciao!!