michael jackson died?

hello.

i had a dream last night.
it went like this.

The whole church had gathered in a massive, brightly-lit hall, including me.
We were all anticipating something from an invited speaker.
But unexpectedly, as the speaker started speaking, he was very crude, using even the F words sometimes.

Russ came by, and told me something, which showed he was in a bad mood.
Clemon saw, and signalled him to go over to him and talk about it.

I had previously arranged to have supper and a haircut with clemon.
But he was still occupied with russell, so i had supper with my cell.
Jon Choy brought us into this empty air-con room, with one rectangle table and chairs around it, like a zen dining room.
Then he took out styrofoam food packets from his backpack, like, a lot, and he distributed it around the table, and the whole cell merrily ate the ta pao-ed food from unknown sources.
And after our meal, Jon Choy brought out even MORE packets of food. From his backpack.

But I went to find Clemon. He already had finished with russell and had his hair cut. With his new haircut came a new face. And then this girl in a pink blouse with short hair came over and he held her, but strangely like in a romantic way but in the dream it didn't feel romantic, cos he said "EH! our clique must hang out more, look at all our clique photos!". I did not recognise the girl.

Suddenly the scene switched to the walkway behind my house. But in the dream it was an underwater world. Everything was in a tinge of blue. I don't know how i breathed. And there were weird creatures everywhere. My foot, had a water slug thing attached to it. And this underwater salamander, took it as food and bit it. I do not know if the slug was my foot or not, or whether my foot just looked like a slug.

Then i took my other foot and stomped on the salamander that was trying to eat my other foot. And then it was squished and started bleeding, with blood coming out. I heard the Jaws soundtrack, and a sillouhette passed above. As i started trying to run away (my pace was really slow though, must have been cos it was underwater.) This really, really weird freak of nature, grabbed on to me. It was like an African child, and its appendages were a mix between tentacles and arms and legs. It just grabbed and clung there, like not wanting me to move.
Then like in a game a hint appeared and said, "Smash it's head on the ground."

So i did so, and each time i did there was a blood-curdling cracking sound. But it didn't die, it just got dazed, i managed to walk a few paces, and then it grabbed on again. All along with the sillouhette above continously lurking, and the Jaws music occasionally playing. But the thing that was grabbing me was freakier, only at the last part when I cracked it's head on the ground one more time, I walked, (because all this time i hadn't seen its face, it grabbed me from behind, and when I smashed it's head on the ground its face was mostly covered) and when I turned behind, I saw it's face, which was like all black, and its eyes, nostrils, and mouth were a sinister red.


Then I woke up, and was relieved.

I turned to my phone, and read the sms, "OMG MICHAEL JACKSON JUST DIED."
HAHAHAHA.

i couldn't help but think the "freaky child" theme in my dream was so relevant to him. Then again it's really quite amusing to wake up from such a dream and see that message.





baygon.