i HATE bangungots.

the title says it all.

i had a weird dream last night. i dreamt i was in some building, out in the hallway. there were sleeping mats everywhere, and my friends ace and mike were there. we were obviously getting ready for some sleepover of epic proportions, considering it was a) in a building, b) there were more than three mats.

in the dream, mike had brought along a cool new video game. it seemed made for the pc because it had installments, but it could be played on playstation. the game was of the horror genre, it was about monsters all over the world. there was the american installment, which had vampires, werewolves, etc., and there was the philippine installment, which had all sorts of aswang. mike said that it scared him to death when he played it, never mind that you were playing the role of monster. (you could even customize your monsters...how the heck did a dream get that much detail?)

anyway, i didn't want to play the game coz i'm a chicken, so i opted to hide under the blanket. i don't know exactly when, but i think one of my friends called me, so i tried to throw off the blankets. of course, as bad dreams go, i couldn't. i kept pulling and pulling at the blanket just to try and get out from under them, but i simply could not.

well, i've had that experience before, and some people have told me that it was a case of bangungot. normally a bangungot is state where you find your mind is awake but your body is asleep. practically dead to the world. in my case, i get my bangungots under the covers, literally. i've dreamt of being stuck under the blankets and being unable to immediately throw them off, and the feeling is terrifying. you want to get out because you know that something awful will happen to you if you don't, but you simply can't.

anyway, this dream was weird, because i was having a bangungot WITHIN the dream. i've never had that before. in the dream, i was able to pull the blankets off after a prolonged struggle, only to find that i was still in the damned dream, and ace and mike were STILL playing the damned game!

at that point, i think i knew i was dreaming, so yeah, i woke up.

i had an eerie feeling when i did. i looked around at my room and swore that it was different somehow. not like i woke up in Oz or anything, but there was a slightly different feel in the air. i'm a superstitious, paranoid individual, so i thought that there might be something outside, or something on the roof. i tried to shrug it off and go back to sleep, but the moment i'd start to drift off i'd start dreaming again, immediately, stuff i couldn't control though i wanted to.

well, nothing happened after that. i fell asleep again and the next time i woke up all i had to do was relieve my bladder. still, that was a really weird night, and i hope it doesn't happen again. for all that i want my life to be eventful, i'd really rather steer clear of the supernatural events, thank you very much.

and by the way...ace had that strange feeling last night, too, when she woke up in the wee hours of the morning after having...you guessed it...a weird dream.

i HOPE this does not become a trend. -_______-0