feeling a little off the charts now since i had a terrible achy night and the remnents of three dreams still in my head. three dreams, three different people, r, k and m (none of which you would know).
r, the first dream, i dont remember what happened but anyway we were real close and talking about our lives(theyre real different) thats about all i can recollect. oh and something like we were at some event thingum and then we left together and promised to keep in touch. slightly weird because i havent been in contact with r for ages.
the second dream, i dont remember anything either, now. i just remember i dreamt about something with k in it.
the last dream i had, and the most poignant one, probably because it was the last, and maybe because of m. definitely havent seen m in awhile, so is funny how m pops up in my dream. starts with something like me and r(another one) at somerset mrt (i just recognize the insides) and r's telling me about this vora vora thingum (dont even ask) that i should go to. somehow m is there, and r leaves on the train, so i ask m about this vora vora thing and m's going to it so i tag along. pretty boring story anyway. and stuff (that im not about to discuss here) conspire. we reach vora vora event, and m takes off with friends. i bump into a there, who is with alleged bf. so apparently vora vora is this huge anime-ish event that is shiz freaky. haha. anyway the dream doesnt make sense now that ive explained it. and it seems more like a (dumb) reason to have m in my (subconscious, anyway) thoughts.
oh and did i mention that somewhere in the last dream i found the space to put in a job application at art friend (fully knowing that i have only a week till school starts).
okay end of bad storytelling skills. i hated writing this but i just had to, for the record.
Labels: sleepy eepy, utter weirdness
and the air smells of crisp apple cider;
- me, today.
hit the ground running
(accurate as at time of publication)
hit the ground running
hit the ground running
what have we here?
hit the ground running
has a pink polaroid and no film
wanted a pink holga because it was, well, pink
believes in non-committalism(i think)(but not really)
is still as anti as ever (that's end-without-the-d, tie)
starbucks' hot chocolate is pretty good
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