Dreams are always seem... frustrating for me. No, not dreams as in hopes, wishes, etc,etc. Dreams that we sometimes have when we sleep. You know what I mean.

I'm one of those people who rarely remember their dreams. It's good for me, since all the dreams that I remembered only frustrated me. Yes, they're good dreams, but don't taunt me for something I don't have! Like, last night, I dreamed of buying something that I wanted to have for so long. While I was giggling happily, I woke up and could not help but said, "Huh, where am I? Don't tell me that's a dream. D<". Then reality checks in; I don't have the money, so how the hell I managed to buy that thing in the first place? *headdesks*

A friend said to me dreams are good for us, for that shows us that we want something (I think it's one of my old friends), but I was like, "Uh huh... only to frustrate you, because you don't actually have it in real life." She was like, blinked at me. Was it that weird to dislike having dreams?

Another kind of dreams that I usually remembered are nightmares. Got into accidents, parents got killed, strangled by someone, family abandoned me, you name it. It's either I don't remember it or when I did, it freaked me out to no ends. It happened once when I was back home. A stranger got into the house and killed everyone in it except me. Imagine how I feel when I woke up? It was the very same house, at night and I was sleeping alone; parents in their room and my siblings shared a room. I cried myself to sleep that night.

And a few nights ago, I woke up in the middle of the night having aches all over my body. Apparently my body remembered something that my mind didn't; my dream.

People said dream is the place you go to when you run away from reality, but if this is the case, I will definitely prefer solid ground where I know everything is real, thanks.