so here am I munching on some cuttlefish. YUM (: hahas.

anyway, well, was supposed to study but felt the need to blog about my weird dream last last night. Well, you see, I had planned to blog last night about it, but was busy with cca stuff and was getting rather pissed with some people for their insensitivity.

Okay, so anyway, the dream first. It was like, one minute I was taking the MRT or rather waiting for it, if I'm not wrong, it was underground and it should have been Orchard mrt or somewhat. Anyway, then I was talking to some people, a guy? taller than me, felt like it was eric? I'm not too sure. Then, later, another minute it fast forward-ed to a whole group of us being chased by this weird group of cannibals? The whole group of us were running for our lives and then we hit this tribe or smth, and the cannibals backed off. We tried to seek help from the tribe and what the tribe chief said was that we had to prepare, coz the cannibals would be back. He said that within our group, we had to have two sacrificials, i.e. these two people will smell more like human (attract the cannibals more) and would have to run behind the group of us so that the rest of us can escape. Strangely enough, guess who volunteered? mandy and this other girl. Queer is it not? I never thought mandy was so very brave and selfless. But well, maybe my sub-conscious mind thought so, so she came out as this heroine in my dream. HAHA. Well, anyway, afterwards as everyone was running, and running and running, then my dream ended. hahs. In my dream though, I was feeling kind of guilty, 'coz the other girl who volunteered said, there's two of us, that means you don't need to volunteer yourself too. And in a way, was I feeling kind of relieved? I guess I never wanted to be some heroine, I just did not want to die? Slightly weird, do I fear death that much? Well, I don't really want to die, so well, maybe that reflects it, I don't want to die.

Another part of my dream was this really ulu bus-stop and at first I was waiting there with some other people. Then it skipped to this part whereby it's a food court/canteen of some form? Then I decided to buy hotdogs and there was this other guy with me. Then it was weird again, coz it was like we were in some sort of investigation of this hotdog selling lady. So when she gave me the wrong type of bread for my hotdog, she turned away and I was going behind her counter to go through her things? Then he had to follow me to cover for me? Don't ask me how, it was just the weird adventures of Jasmine and whatever-his-name. I think he was chiding me or smth later. Then my dream ended with being back at the bus-stop alone.

alright, enough with strange dreams, I think these dreams can be compiled into short stories man. hahaahahas.

Anyhow, yar, as I was saying, I was getting pissed due to some insensitive questions. But I guess the person did not know it was a sensitive question and that I was snapping at him. See that's the benefit of msn, you cannot hear the tone. I was going what's your point? *in a really put off way*, but the person just went on asking normally. Which afterwards got me not too mad at the person anymore since he/she did not know better. But anyway, I tend to get overly sensitive, so I try not to put the matter on heart. I'm so trivia. But sometimes, I wish someone could just read my mind and go through my heart for me, because I find some things so hard to express plus I don't even really know what's inside and what is happening there, it'd be great if someone could help me sort it through or at least do it with me. arhs, I don't even really know what I am saying. Forget it. Another time then. Enough time spent on blogging. bye world. till holidays.

so here am I munching on some cuttlefish. YUM (: hahas.

anyway, well, was supposed to study but felt the need to blog about my weird dream last last night. Well, you see, I had planned to blog last night about it, but was busy with cca stuff and was getting rather pissed with some people for their insensitivity.

Okay, so anyway, the dream first. It was like, one minute I was taking the MRT or rather waiting for it, if I'm not wrong, it was underground and it should have been Orchard mrt or somewhat. Anyway, then I was talking to some people, a guy? taller than me, felt like it was eric? I'm not too sure. Then, later, another minute it fast forward-ed to a whole group of us being chased by this weird group of cannibals? The whole group of us were running for our lives and then we hit this tribe or smth, and the cannibals backed off. We tried to seek help from the tribe and what the tribe chief said was that we had to prepare, coz the cannibals would be back. He said that within our group, we had to have two sacrificials, i.e. these two people will smell more like human (attract the cannibals more) and would have to run behind the group of us so that the rest of us can escape. Strangely enough, guess who volunteered? mandy and this other girl. Queer is it not? I never thought mandy was so very brave and selfless. But well, maybe my sub-conscious mind thought so, so she came out as this heroine in my dream. HAHA. Well, anyway, afterwards as everyone was running, and running and running, then my dream ended. hahs. In my dream though, I was feeling kind of guilty, 'coz the other girl who volunteered said, there's two of us, that means you don't need to volunteer yourself too. And in a way, was I feeling kind of relieved? I guess I never wanted to be some heroine, I just did not want to die? Slightly weird, do I fear death that much? Well, I don't really want to die, so well, maybe that reflects it, I don't want to die.

Another part of my dream was this really ulu bus-stop and at first I was waiting there with some other people. Then it skipped to this part whereby it's a food court/canteen of some form? Then I decided to buy hotdogs and there was this other guy with me. Then it was weird again, coz it was like we were in some sort of investigation of this hotdog selling lady. So when she gave me the wrong type of bread for my hotdog, she turned away and I was going behind her counter to go through her things? Then he had to follow me to cover for me? Don't ask me how, it was just the weird adventures of Jasmine and whatever-his-name. I think he was chiding me or smth later. Then my dream ended with being back at the bus-stop alone.

alright, enough with strange dreams, I think these dreams can be compiled into short stories man. hahaahahas.

Anyhow, yar, as I was saying, I was getting pissed due to some insensitive questions. But I guess the person did not know it was a sensitive question and that I was snapping at him. See that's the benefit of msn, you cannot hear the tone. I was going what's your point? *in a really put off way*, but the person just went on asking normally. Which afterwards got me not too mad at the person anymore since he/she did not know better. But anyway, I tend to get overly sensitive, so I try not to put the matter on heart. I'm so trivia. But sometimes, I wish someone could just read my mind and go through my heart for me, because I find some things so hard to express plus I don't even really know what's inside and what is happening there, it'd be great if someone could help me sort it through or at least do it with me. arhs, I don't even really know what I am saying. Forget it. Another time then. Enough time spent on blogging. bye world. till holidays.