When I wanna get away from feeling blue, I turn to readings.

Not Intl Td Law kinda reading.

But fiction kinda readings.

 

The world in there could be so real yet unreal.

Every character just follows the path the master draws.

It could be surprising or sad, spectacular or subtle.

I can get away with the rumbling thoughts.

Stay with the books.

 

Haven't seen movies for long.

Scenes of the Science of Sleep, Charlotte Gainsbourg jumps into mind from time to time.

 

 

There're good people.

There are bad people. 

Nonetheless, it shall never be wrong to get to meet and know new people, regardless of what they might think of you.

 

 

 

Youky wants to go home, Vivid wants to go home, Jess wants to go home, Mich wants to go home.

 

我们就组织起一个“因特奈雄内尔回家探亲团”吧！

I had nightmares.

They weren't the most mysterious and scary parts yet.

I felt so wide awake in conscious trying to get up to turn on the lamp, but the back of my head was so dead numb that I was like a little genie stuck in the glass bottle. I tried so hard to make my way up but I couldn't move.

In consciousness I recalled the stories told by ASOS how Big S was haunted and pinned on her bed wide awake(鬼压床).

I thought I might be haunted.

I was soooo scared cuz I couldn't move and was trying hard to make sure that I could open my eyes where I couldn't.

For once or twice I thought I made my way up but in a sec or two I realised I was still stuck in my own dreams.

So I started to pray in my mind and thought of placing the sign my grandmother gave me next to my pillow as soon as I got up.

This experience doesn't fit in the category of nightmares from the way I define.

But I couldn't think of other word so "viciously".

Has it to do with the bedside story the Black Dahlia I'm reading???