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Monday, June 23, 2008

I had a really bad dream last night that is my worse ever nightmare I've got.
I shan't elaborate what in it here because I said I am going to be nice.

But I told Phylis about it. Feeling funny and at the same time disgusted over the matter of fact that why am I dreaming such things. The problem is, I didn't dream of what I was thinking most during the day. But I ended having such weird dreams regarding someone who I have no direct link of.

If I were to tell Ziqi about what I dreamt, she will simply just say...
"Cannot Make It!" and continue to gaga over her Daryl Pan.
*roll eyes. he's not yours. that's so sad*

seriously CMI.

Ah ha! Shall continue to keep you people in suspense.
I hope I will have a better dream tonight.

I am sure I will. :D

Sorry for the uninteresting post, I am not having the extra time for something of less priority.
(slapping myself on the face. what am I doing now?)

Oh well.
Time to print the pictures tomorrow.
Pack my cupboard.
Start PP.
Revisit Flash!
Gunz online!
Maplestory!
remain happy.... :D

3 more days to weekend.
2 more days to my weekend.

time is moving quickly.
we are moving so slowly.
(oh no.. I have super long legs. my one step is my friend's 4 steps! HAHA)


HAHAHA YOU SHORT LEGGIES.