i had weird dreams again. part one and then i was rudely awakened. poo, so part one is completely different from part two except for the fact that they both star the same person. me. heh.
anyway, part one, i shan't discuss in detail- those that i told, you shush . part two was about little green electronic blobs coming and invading singapore. only thing was- they couldn't come into contact with glass and water. so i was at home, AND YOU KNOW WHAT MY DREAMSELF DID?? i said " let's wet the windows and shut them." and im dang smart. cos in my dream, that's what everybody did :D I SAVED DREAMLAND SINGAPORE FROM THE INVASION OF ELECTRICALLY-CHARGED SNOT BLOBS WITH WATER AND GLASS ALLERGIES. but that's not my point.
do you ever wake up from a really happy dream feeling a strange sense of loss? ( no, im not talking about dream numero uno, in case you were wondering.) then you spend the rest of the day in a daze, wishing you knew why you were feeling that loss. it never happened in the real world, there was no definite reason as to why you were feeling so incredibly euphoric, heck. you can't even remember the entire dream.. all you know is, you want that dream again.
ooh, that sounds depressing.
bye world, im going back to dream about snot blobs again. maybe orlando bloom will pop in as a hot scientist and come up with something smarter then wet windows. yeahhh, that sounds nice :))
