*Freek midnight scare…*

By Freek at 9:22 am on Friday, September 14, 2007

I had a nightmare which freeked me real good last night.

It started the moment I fell asleep after the “Is it real? : Exorcism” documentary on Central which was about 11pm. Of course, the dream didn’t have anything to do with what I watched.

In the dream, I went to a dentist due to an excruciating pain in my mouth. In reality, I do sometimes have jaw-aches due to the growing of my wisdom teeth and occasionally, I really become all-jaws and snap at people (pun intended) when it gets too intolerable. So anyways, in the dream, I sat down on the seat, and as soon as I opened my mouth, the pain got real bad. The dentist said, the pain was the result of a loose top right canine tooth. I told him it was impossible cos’ it didn’t feel at all loose when I entered the room. But when I used my tongue to feel it, true enough, it was loose. So loose, it could fall off any second. He advised me to pull it out but since it was a canine tooth, which is like, visible with a smile, I refused to get it pulled out. I left the dentist hoping and praying it wouldn’t.

However, as soon as I got out of the dentist’s office, the tooth fell off! I freeked out as it felt so real. It really felt as if my tooth fell off in reality. So, in the dream, I walked back to the dentist’s office. He helped me wash off the gum area. Afterwards, as I lay on the seat, he told me that now that one of my canine tooth is gone, the rest will follow suit soon enough.

What the f***! By this time, I freeked out even more. I didn’t wanna lose anymore of my front teeth! Not my canines! I need them to tear off the Twisties wrappers or Milo sachets when I don’t have any scissors with me! I don’t wanna look like I’ve just been punched by Hulk Hogan when I smile!

Unfortunately, true enough, as I felt around my mouth with my tongue, I felt my two lower canines fall off. They were rolling around in my mouth. It was so vivid, I almost felt those teeth in my mouth and my body was trembling in reality. I was so desperate to wake up but being in deep sleep, I needed a rude jolt to wake me up.

One by one, my bicuspids, my incisors became loose and fell off. All as I sat upright on the dentist seat. I cried and cried as I spitted the teeth on my hands.
And then I heard it. The sound of guitar. My handphone!

And I woke up. I was so thankful for the person who sms-ed me.

Under normal circumstances, I would have groused if I was awakened by my handphone in the middle of the night. But yesterday night, I was in gratitude to my childhood friend who had sms-ed me a Happy Ramadhan.

I checked the time, it was 0038hrs. Couldn’t believe the whole intense ordeal was in the span of just 1 hour. It felt a whole lot longer than that. Shrugged it off, and went back to sleep embracing Dy.

Told my mum about me dream. She told me that according to old beliefs, losing one’s tooth/teeth meant that there will be a death in the family. *freeked* Now, believing in old beliefs would be irrelevant these days and considering I did a group project once on logic vs superstitions, it would be crazy to believe that interpretation. And of course, there is the known fact that death and destiny are in the hands of God.

But yeah, it freeked me. If however, what my mum said is true, lemme be a weeny bit selfish here and hope that “family” here may refer to relatives as well. *lol* Ah, I pray nothing of that sort happens and that the dream I had, was just a very bad, vivid one.

No, brain. No encore needed. Thank you.

Thank God for toothbrushes and toothpastes.

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