i woke up at 520 this morning, from this really weird dream/nightmare. it was like a bunch of us - i remember sophie and choon hwee and some guys i can't remember who - were going on a trip to europe, i think. and basically i was packing at the last minute and i kept thinking of things i had to do, and things i had to pack. and i kept running back for my discman and my cds were all over the place and my camera when i suddenly realised my memory card was full and it'd take ages to transfer to my computer, which was taking ages to start up and then i packed my camera and forgot the card so i had to go back for the card, and in fact it was my 32 mb card and i couldn't find the other bigger one which is also only 64 mb and i was kicking myself for forgetting to buy a 256 card, and then i don't think i even packed my clothes and i kept running back to the house to pack more stuff - and i don't think it was this house either, it was some landed property which looks like this villa-ish thing i stayed in once in india i think - and basically i was panicking and we missed the flight but somehow it wasn't a big deal because we managed to get a slightly later flight easily but still it looked like we weren't going to make it for that either. and my mom and everyone were yelling at me to hurry up.

incidentally the flight time was really odd - it was at 1 in the afternoon. ok i guess budget airlines fly at odd times like that; singapore airlines etc don't and the airline we were flying sounded dinky and budget airliny. well, anyway i think it ended with me having packed everything - though i still don't remember having packed clothes so maybe i had a discman and camera and cds and stuff but no clothes for europe - but then in the car halfway out i realised i'd left the memory card in the computer so my camera was rendered useless. and then i woke up.

i don't know why, but i regularly have these kinda scary travel dreams, where i'm somewhere and i realise i've forgotten to pack all my clothes or all my cds or something, or that it's an hour before i have to go to the airport and i haven't begun packing and all my clothes are in the wash.

really weird. not like i have a fear of travel or something although i do hate airplane smells, and not like travel is anywhere in my near future unless dreams come true and my mom does take me to newyork in june. maybe i'll go read my horoscope and see if it portends travel. hahaha.

i used to analyse these dreams and think that they meant i felt unprepared for a journey or something philosophical and typically ambiguously deep - does that make sense? haven't had that sort of dream for a while though, and this one was the most intense so far. actually the last time i had this dream was when i was in india last year, and i dreamt that i'd arrived in india with no clothes and my mom was really pissed off with me for not packing properly, but then it was a happy dream because it ended with an indian shopping spree to find me clothes. geez my dreams are utterly weird.

ohh maybe they're symbolic of my insecurities about my chronic lateness. but i don't think i'm that insecure. i just can't be bothered to be chronically punctual, it's so boring. someone analyse my dreams!

anyway so i woke up at 520 and sat for a while on my bed and wondered if i should start the lifestyle change thing and go do yoga or run or something, but i figured nobody else was up yet so i had no right to be =] and i promptly went back to sleep and woke up at 930, quite miraculously. i had figured i'd probably wake up at about 1030, 11ish and go to school to meet nasty, but somehow 930 precisely i was awake and didn't feel like sleeping again. maybe it's because yesterday i slept for about two hours in the evening, woke up at 9, had dinner and waited for my dad to come back and then was back asleep by 1230.

EDIT: i just thought of something - the searching for the scattered cds might be an indication that i am desperately craving an ipod so i'll never have to worry about transporting all my cds when i'm travelling. burden, really.