dang weird dreams.
involved propelling down a wall, with some commando dude. except this dude knew me. like we were pals or soemthing. and after awhile it i was on the beach. it was sentosa. except, you know, i KNEW it wasnt sentosa. and i was there with... quite alot of people at different times... from kubo and joseph and david. to this unknown girl i didnt know. who got chased away by some other girl. whom i ran away from. chatted to some old uncles. and in the end, i ended up pretending to fly with Joel.. i think that was the strangest part of the dream. i mean firstly.. Joel in my dream. wtf. just strange.
really nothing to blog about. really nothing worth saying, or for you people to bother reading. dont even knoe why i bother typing this out. sigh. compulsive, aint it.
need. want. someone. anyone. to just talk to me. and help me feel like i am truly living.
or maybe this junior college sorta life isnt meant to allow room for that.
boring dammit. so fucking empty. siigh. at best, i just wait and hope that ill get over it sooner than later.
on a lighter note arthi understands me perfectly.
out.
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