Let dreams be dreams

Its a song by Jack Johnson, basically about not letting your dreams be dreams.
As much as that makes sense =)

Anyways, I've been having weird dreams lately.
Well not exactly weird, just... reminiscent dreams i guess.
I've been missing people back in Malaysia for so long.
Not one day goes by when i think of what would have happened if i didn't leave for NZ.
Would I have been happier? Maybe, but I'm happy here too, although it was a bit rough adjusting. The feeling when i was first here, was just... painful. I missed everyone so much. So damn much. Don't get me wrong here, the people here are nice, i couldn't ask for better friends, coming into a new country and all. But it just wasn't the same.

Heh, so yeah it did suck pretty bad.

Knowing all your friends were having fun at school, doing form 3 (which is like 5th form in NZ), and having groups of friends hanging out at the mall or just plain bumming round someones place. I still do the same things here of course, but then again... its just the feeling of being with your people, your friends, the ones you've known for so long. It just wasn't the same.

Anyway, back to dreams.

Dreamt of someone that i haven't seen in a long time.
I wish i could see her again. Or to even hear the sound of her voice.
Or both, which would be preferable of course.
I can't recall much of the dream, except that i was holding her close.
Felt like i couldn't let go, i didn't want to let go...
It was so vivid, so.. goddamnd real, it was as if the dream weren't a dream
But then again, it was so real it felt...unreal...
I'm going round in circles again haha
= / Tho i wish i could see her right now...
Sigh, but as things might have it, i think she's already got a boyfriend.
Well i just hope he takes care of her and treats her right.
Guess she'd be better off with him anyway...
Hmm its her birthday coming up soon, wonder what i should get her?

...Wow, how'd i get so sappy so quickly?! Gotta shake it off....

Ah well. As the depression sets in, I am forced to think of some comedic circumstance whereby my integrity is admonished by either myself, or by another sadistic individual. Thus, the following piece was produced.

*Caution : The transcript you are about to view is in no way true, the characters are fictional and should not be taken seriously... although feel free to laugh/critique/bitch at it if you want*

DreamGirl : Hold me darling, hold me closer...
Me : Don't worry baby, I'll hold you, and we'll be together forever...
DreamGirl : Oh, darling... Kiss me, kiss me like you've never kissed befo-
UnknownAssailant : -re you miss the bus stupidass!
Me : Whu-
UnknownAssailant : You're gonna miss the bus foo, wake up!
Me : Is.. is tha you Mr. T? I thought the A-Team wuz-
*CRACK! POW!*
UnknownAssailant : WTF man you been drinking again?! Get your sorry ass up before i start havin to pop a cap in ya dome!"
Me : ... Fiddy cent?
*CRASH! WHIZZBANG! KA-BLAM*
Me : Holy shit, you ain't Fiddy!... Nick?! Get out Nick, you ass! (Nicks my bro btw)
*Checks the clock*
Me : ITS FRIGGIN 5am IN THE FRIGGIN MORNING WTF DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?!?!?!??!?!
Nick : Eheheh... uh, happy good morning! *Runs off*
Me : I'll kill you later you *bleep* *bleep*ing *bleep*!

*End transcript*

Alright well i'll just wrap it up but i just gotta say a few things
1. Ok, so maybe i was sappy, just don't give me shit
2. I really have a bro named Nick (and 2 others, Kevin and Alex)
3. It rained while i was walking back from the bus stop. But somehow, the sun shined when i got back indoors. Damnd weather. Bet you God's messing with me.
3. I hate catching the bus
4. Its 11pm and I'm hungry
5. I can't count

Well, its good night from me for now!

Song of the day : Dido - Here With Me
Quote of the day : For me, falling in love is like walking into a door. It f***ing hurts the first time.

...The wind rises electric. She's soft and warm and almost weightless.
Her perfume is sweet promise that brings tears to my eyes.
I tell her that everything will be alright; that I'll save her from whatever she's scared of and take her far far away.
I tell her that I love her.

*Silenced gunshot*

The silencer makes a whisper of the gunshot.
I hold her close until she's gone.
I'll never know what she was running from...


I'll cash her check in the morning.


That was the opening scene in Frank Millers Sin City.
It was beautiful. Now i can't stop talking in short sentences.
I love that movie. Sex, violence, corruption, good cop, bad cop.
Well, mostly bad cops, but hey, there were a couple of good ones. I think.

Anyways, whats been up?
Well, university essays, laboratory sessions, and tutorials.
Yep. Philosophy essays = brain death. Its a well known fact.
I get Descartes, and Hobbes and Rosseau, and Plato, but now we're moving on to Hegel and Feuerbach, and I'm just plain confuzzled. Thats right. Confuzzled is a word. It really is. Go check your dictionary. Do it. Do it.

Feeling : Empty, sarcastic, tired.
Searching for : Bed. Who knew falling into one required aim.
Current thoughts : *blank*
Picture of the day:













Health : 67%
Magic Power : 40%
Stamina : -34%
Status : Fatigue, poison, confuzzled (its a real word dammit!)

Song of the day : Theme from Spirited Away

Well I'm off for now gotta catch up with well deserved sleep.
I'll post some philosophy crap tomorrow so i can mess with your minds.
Heh.
Nite!