Old man versus young boy

Today, I did a very random thing. I went in the lift in my faculty building to go to the third floor to submit my lab report (I seldom take the lift coz I hate the confined space and also to use reduce unnecessary waste of electric). I was alone at that time and when the lift door closes, a sudden thought strike me, the lift will be going up so it actually looks like I am flying if I imagine the lift was not there. Spontaneously I posed like superman with my right clenched fist stretched fully and my left fist to the side of my waist and at the same time the lift started moving. I felt so happy that time like a small kid in his own imaginary world flying like superman and that made me smile. When the lift stopped moving however, I ditched the pose and coolly walked out of the lift.

If someone would have seen me they might think I am crazy/weird/childish/etc. If I was a kid, they might think this kid is cheerful/imaginative/cute/etc. So different an assumption can be made from the same act. As we grow up we constantly add an anchor to ourselves restricting us from doing this and that, even the small silly but harmless things that puts a smile on our face.

Note: Used to run as fast as possible with the superman pose and feel the wind blowing at my face. Felt so good. Havent been running at top speed and feeling the air on my face for a very long time. Maybe this midterm break I will do it.

Some stuff I read in the library

The other day, in between classes, I hanged out in the library and picked up a book to read. The book was something about health stuff. Then I got to a page that tells me I should not do any work or basically stress myself just before sleeping so that I will get a good night's rest. It recommended me to read a book maybe, something relaxing before going to bed.

Well, last night I read the collection of Sherlock Holmes adventures. This particular story is about how a step father killed his step daughter so that he can keep his wealth. After that, I went to bed. Guess what? I HAD A NIGHTMARE! hahaha...

It started off with me sleeping, then someone practically threw a bunch of pillows and bolsters on my head and tried to suffocate me with them. As, I was not moving, the person might have thought I was dead so went off. After awhile, I pushed away the pillows and bolsters and find myself in my parents bedroom back in Kajang. Not finding anyone else in the bedroom, I ran towards my elder brother's room to find my father and mother sleeping. I tried to wake my father up and tell him about the person trying to suffocate me and at that moment, a glow of light appeared at the door of the bedroom. Then a figure appeared, it was an old lady, very old with wrinkles all around her face holding a candle light. She saw me and went, "Ooppss...." and smiled creepily. I was stunned and that image stuck there for awhile then I woke up and the first thing I saw was the curtain with some light shining on it from the opposite apartment. The curtain resembled the old lady with the candle. I dared not move for awhile. Suddenly I had the urge to pee because the night was cold but I still kept my position without moving a muscle and when my roommate shifted in his bed that I dared to move and took a look at my handphone beside me. It was just 2 am in the morning. I quickly went to the bathroom and peed then quickly went back to bed.

That nightmare was so so freaky that I am having goosebumps just trying to remember and type this post. HOly shiet...