I woke up a bit disorientated this morning. You know, that feeling that you weren’t sleeping and doing a lot of moving about but hey why am I in bed and my limbs are still trying to wake up?
Only after taking 35 mins of getting ready and while waiting for the water to boil for a cuppa tea did I realise that I had the weirdest dream last night. And sure enough, it involved a lot of moving about.
I dreamt that I was in some sort of uni, and funnily enough jaclyn and her boyfriend were in my class and I kept asking them questions about math homework. And then (yes, there’s more), I was running around this uni, which looks a lot like Nimonster’s old uni in Northridge, and somehow I couldn’t find my class and was getting panicky. I swear, I went up this stairs turn here and there and went in circles but somehow couldn’t find my damn class! And it was already 3 mins past the class starting time and I really hate being late for classes.
So in the end, I asked someone (god knows why I didn’t earlier, my dream-self must’ve had some male-ego-don’t-ask-for-directions thing going on). So apparently, my class was like Harry Potter’s Room of Requirement (yes, I like Harry Potter and I remember things from the book shuddap), so I had to think about my class really hard while at this particular spot and the door would magically appear for me.
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So this is what I’ve deciphered from the dream: I have a deep desire to have magical powers so I can use it to pass my exams, which I really hate because I don’t do well under the pressure of time and mystery questions potentially from any of the 25 chapters the lecturer did NOT go through.
I can’t get Chairlift’s Bruises out of my head. I need to stop going to the pharmacy, Target or Kmart for nonsensical toiletries and makeup. I am craving for pasta, risotto to be exact, even though I’ve just had pasta yesterday. Oh, and I’m in dire need for Grey’s Anatomy to make my life make sense again.
I tried to do handstands for you
I tried to do handstands for you
everytime I fell on you
Yeah, everytime I fell
I tried to do handstands for you
But everytime I fell for you
I’m permanently black and blue
Blue for youuuuu
So I bought this cute bib for Brandy, my bratty Pomeranian, because she always makes a mess on her furry area under her chin (if you get what I mean!). I also chose a nice pink thread to personalise it for the bratty princess. Because the bib was a bit too big for her, I modified it a lil. We’ll see if it works during dinnertime!
Today I did the Karen Cheng. It is definitely not my first time 
