. i woke up feeling scared this evening. it was all my fault, i have to admit. Sleeping after Asr prayer is so like me, but very unlike any Muslim. It's not good to sleep at that time of the day. When i was supposed to have my normal siesta, i was busy taking walks with my friends. Turns out, as usual, fun has a price. Well. I had a dream. Muktar T. was there. Ahmed Y. was there. it was a normal aun evening, and we were hanging out. When all of a sudden, chaos erupted. There were government agents all over AUn, and there were orange lights everywhere. you know how the lights are on pool sides, like in hotel nacional, so the sky is dark and only lit by dim stars but the pool and the lights reflect all over and the floor's bight like crazy? well that's how it was. epecially near Rosaria. They were taking people away, something about reserving people. I was scared. You know what happens when i get scared. The people i love get detached from me and i'm left to suffer in hell. Well, They took Ahmed. They grabbed him, and convinced him that he had to go with them. Something was up. Everywhere was in chaos and I really mean it when I say, everywhere was in chaos. there was garbage everywhere, all of a sudden people looked like they had not bathed in days and instead of reeking, we were just covered in dirt. we had been digging. digging with our fingers mind you. every material good in this world disappeared, only a few were left, and they were in dirt mounds. we had to rummage for food, water and goods. all of a sudden i found myself paired up with this random girl, packing for the 'future'. Muktar was no where to be seen., He had been taking from right in front of me and i had no idea where to get him. But I knew where hmed was. He was at the backyard. they kept on dragging him by the shoulder. like if they let him go or walk by himself he would escape. they were makiing a deal. I could have gone there, to see what was up. but he didn't look like he was in need of help. they were negotiating. and we picked so many stupid things, like closets, plastic cups, and old earrings. ANd then I woke up.

I even though the dream just does not make the least bit of sense... i woke up really feeling frightened.

Am i that scared of losing my friends? even if they are... comfortable of being away from me? :S

I need help. And where was Muktar the whole time? I don't even know why i'm publishing this post with their names on it. I normally abbreviate the names or improvise. Maybe the dream has a meaning.

WELL. i ended up talking to my sister about the dream. i didnt give them full details. islamically we're not supposed to tell people what dreams we had, esp the nightmares. but i just need to let this one out. i'm partially scared.

i will have to pray more before i sleep and stop sleeping in broad daylight. i have a bio test, ill blog later.

tumblr is great btw. if blogspot messes up with me one more time i'm migrating :)