Bone Collector

***small talk : i got a shock of my fragile life when my housemate informed me that one of our lecturers had died. omg!!! how can it be possible? i mean, i just saw him this afternoon before i entered the library? she was telling me that other classmates saw him too in the university. if the news is really true, then that would make me one of the few people whom the lecturer met before he went to heaven? freaky! but today, i saw the lecturer. he was round and bubbly as ever! i never like it when he starts to pace up and down outside of my classroom asking us to leave a.s.a.p. hahahaha.. ***

i am not a fan of ghosts, horror, chiller or thriller.
anything that has any element of supernatural that is beyond the human expectations is a BIG NO-NO. i am not brave enough to face this fear of mine and neither do i want to be courageous.
why find reasons to be scared out of your life when you can be happy right?
so, watch more happy and lovey movies to keep life simple and less complicated.

bone collector is a movie acted by Denzel Washington and Angelina Jolie. denzel played a detective or maybe, sherlock holmes in the movie. it revolved around a series of murders committed by a psycho who, like the movie title, collect human bones. his murder plots were carefully planned and in the end, it's like a cat and mouse game.

after watching this movie, i had difficulties in sleeping. i guess i was too traumatised by the outcome or maybe the entire movie that i had a nightmare. the nightmare was an awful one. like other dreams and nightmares i had, i was just the spectator and not a participant.

in the nightmare, i witnessed a ritual. it was dark and there was a big bon fire. the whole setting reminded me of the aborigines living in the forest, away from the real world and development. i don't remember seeing many people there. but it was just the thing which they did that make everything so memorable for me. it was horrible. i'm not sure whether i should elaborate more about it. i guess i will.

a baby was held high up by his ankles by a person. i guess the baby was dead or maybe still crying. i can't be sure. but, the baby's fate was ended at that point. his skin was torn out from his body. just like how snakes' were being torn out from their skins. i could not bear the sight of such ritual anymore. i woke up. i was panting and in shock! phew, another nightmare.

i swear that i am not going to watch such movies anymore. i had rather watch a very romantic drama / movie and be awake the entire night smiling sweetly.