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dream a little dream of me.

04 March 2010 | 3:09 PM

usually i dont remember my dream after i got up. except for that few instances when the dream got too real.

last night was probably one of that few instances.
and it took you more than a few seconds to realise it's all a dream.

just feels too right to be wrong, and too wrong to be right.
the funny thing is, after the dream, you feel like there's this bond with that particular person in your dream, which in reality is urm, stewpid. cause you're not close to that person afterall and havent spoken to each other for a long long time.

all these sounds very illogical, but feels logical after you've experienced it.

i remember we were walking along the road, somewhere in hillview i guess, the only part of the conversation i remembered was talking about resort world and the jackpot machines. then, as we were talking, i saw Jeremy behind, then........

i heard kurung guni's horn.
woke up, saw the familiar green walls, heard the kurung guni man downstairs and maybe stone on bed for 15sec or so to convince myself it's just a dream.

ZZZZZZZZ

oh well, so no link right!

eh~ what is this sia!
paper in a few hour's time and im here talking about dreams?
ZZZZZ

but stil.....
hmmm