| | I cannot believe that I am awake at 8.30am. It's one thing to be awake because I haven't gone to bed yet and another to be awake because my eyes opened themselves at 6.30am in the middle of an awesome dream and won't go back to sleep!! EURGH!!
For the past two nights I've been dreaming of rebellion. First I dreamt that I was a member of some Chinese resistance movement committed to driving the British and the Japanese out of our homeland. It was a cool dream because I was such an awesome arsekicker in the dream. It was a romantic dream (ahh, how do we leave out romance?) because I met a boy there... So very mulan-ish. And just now, I dreamt that I was caught in the crossfire between the police and a gang of thugs who decided to use my hotel room as a hideout. In the end they proved to be softhearted rebels fighting for a cause, and of course I had to join them. We went to their hideout and they put me in a room and suddenly there were shots fired into the room from the opposite building and I jumped down and crawled to a corner and watched the bullets whiz by. Maybe all the excitement woke me up. :S
Oh and did I mention the tall brooding handsome dude who happens to have a son that I realised upon introduction is mine? Don't ask me how that figures. My brain thinks up the most outrageous things sometimes. Lol...
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| | Posted 11/27/2007 7:43 AM - 47 Views - 0 eProps - 0 comments
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