loopholes and reflections

i had a very long and funny dream last night... it was full of loopholes as to why it is so and yet many points for me to reflect on my own character recently.

i was on a bus with a bunch of people and boxes of fishes which we were on our way to put back into the ocean. the sequence of events that followed are the most ridiculous that i had ever dreamt of...

the whole trip was still uneventful until when one of the guy suddenly slipped into one of the big boxes of fish while trying to be funny. all of the fishes inside started attacking this one hell of a stupid guy biting and tearing his leg apart. he got pulled under the water by the swarm of fish and drowned.

then while the in-charge was trying to calm people down, one of us noted out that a girl was missing. so people start to get nervous and worried about themselves not the girl and there was commotion throughout the bus. at this time, the guy next to me showed me his video cam that he just retrieved from somewhere. it was playing a video of the girl that was missing being forced underwater by a pair of hands. the face of the evil-doer was not captured in the film.

the girl being drowned then was making some signs at the blinking red light of the camera when she realised it was there. with those clues she left me and the guy managed to figure out who was her murderer. as soon as we figured that out, the guy packed his stuffs back into his backpack and threw it out of the bus window, after which he jumped out of it too. right then they found the girl dead in one of the boxes with transparent side.

now, the in-charge has already lost control of the situation. and i had this fleeting thought that if i want to live i would have to follow in the path of that guy who left. so i too got my bag and threw it out of the window. just when i was about to hurl myself out of the window, the one that we figured out to be the murderer out of the blue held onto my ankle and pulled me back into the bus.

it was only after much effort that i managed to successfully jump out of that damn bus window and land on the road unscathed. but the problem now was we had already reached a somewhat secluded road with little, almost no, traffic yet it was crowded with people and the roadside was littered with alot of used handphones. i had to run back and look for my bag which i had thrown out a long distance earlier.

so i ran like a mad woman weaving through the crowd to reclaim my bag, sole purpose to get back my handphone and call for help. but i ran once through the length of the road unable to locate it. at this moment i ran into the guy before. i had to ask for his help, but he appears not to know me. thinking he had already lost his mind, i gave up on him and continued looking.

then i saw joanne and mel, people i know, obviously i can seek their help. joanne then was holding onto her phone so i asked if she could call my handphone so that i can find it. she willingly obliged and i miraculously found my handphone, and a distance away was my bag unharmed.

and then joanne's phone rang and it was the manager of the whole trip. he was looking for me and would like to know if i'm with her. (what the hell how could he have known her no.?!?!) so instinctively i furiously shook my head and shake my hand indicating don't tell him i'm with her. (what's wrong with this trip man...the whole thing is so fucked up. what did the manager want?) at first she was still mouthing "but he has her number and will keep calling to harress her". i was thinking of fleeing the scene too, but in the end she ended the conversation with the manager insisting she don't know where am i.

finally i can heave a sigh of relief and we all head towards the nearest McDonald's. i was unaware that they were with a company of people including several philippinos in the buddhist nuns' robe all the way until we reached the fast food restaurant and sat down, when i found out that all the seats were occupied at their table and i was the only one left seat-less. (alright, why me again?!?!)

and then i woke up feeling damn relieved.

Afterthought:

• i wonder is there a reason why it is joanne i met and she hesitating for that moment whether to help me or not.
• why i never thought of calling someone for help with my handphone like ivan or my family to let them know about my situation?
• ok the murderer was someone i know and don't really like is that the reason she was trying to kill me too? why am i afraid of her?
• the philippino nuns why were they there? it's so weird.
• and of all things why should i dream of myself without a seat in McDonald's eating with my friends? (though i do always worry about feeling left out by my friends..)
• of all the things that could kill man why fish?!?!
• why i'm so stupid to board the bus when i don't even know it's destination [-___-]"