Watched Spiderman. Well..spiderman! What else do you expect? Lol
Two more days,two more assignments to go. GO BABA!

Someone just said Baba the witch. Cool, so now I"m a witch ?!

Dreamt about Para Para Sakura. We were dancing again with a lot more people. The instructor now is a girl who danced perfectly (or so supposedly). I kept missing my time count and I danced horribly.
Anyway, it was just a dream.

The anticipation was not mine alone, it seems.
But the knowledge that there are others who anticipated the same with me, is not such a beautiful fact.

A few days ago I dreamt about riding a cartwheel or something that's similar, with Starky and Smurf. We were going towards a bridge, and somehow there is a fog (probably) and I can't see a thing in front of me, or even beside me. So there I was alone riding the cartwheel and everyone else just dissapeared. Somehow the cartwheel brought me to some place and my phone started ringing. Starky called, it seemed that she's been at her house forever and she was telling me some things I can't remember now. The phone rang again while Starky was still online and Smurf called. He also reached home way before, saying like, I've been home since 6 o'clock or something. So the question remains who was I riding with all this time?

I started getting confused about my phone, both were talking at the same time and none can hear my voice, so I wanted to disconnect the line and pressed and pressed the red button. But their voice kept reaching me, they kept talking....

Kowai. Jibun de kizutsuita, ikiru tame ni.
Minna ushinatta toki ha namida mo iran, sono tame ni de, ima kizutsuketeita.
Sore de ore no jinsei da.

Watched Kenshin again. Always left me stunned afterwards. Sacrifices, struggles, honor, left me in bitter sadness.

Blogger's nuts it refused to post my last post. But anyway I'm rewriting it again for the second time.

Happy. Verrry happy.
Nightmares doesn't matter anymore. I don't even remember the dreams. I think I'm where I want to be.
I haven't been online much, and I'm enjoying it. I'm tired at nights and fell down asleep instantly, it's great compared to the almost-insomnia nights.

I handed in the proposal. He said, "What? I'm your supervisor!?" Then I was "Yeah, who else?"
He reluctantly signed under the word "SUPERVISOR". I pity him.

Flying with umbrella to Ipoh in a storm wind. I held three umbrella, let go of two, and held on fast to one, which is my kero keroppi umbrella! YAY!
Then I saw two teachers and a professor sitting down discussing a new mathematical/physic formula!?!?!?!?
Before I knew it, my parents were watching Pokemon on TV?

Long walks are revelations.
Two more days to proposal deadline. I'm stuffed. I'm lazy. I'm in a cyber cafe.
We don't have much time. I have to keep focusing on what's now instead of being insecure of what's going to come next.
I keep forgetting, but I am trying.
It's pathetic that I got sad again on and off when I think of 'time'.

New Problem: I can't stand being away too long.
Everything turns quiet and silent.
I'm not playing because I don't like to play. I always end up losing.
So why doesn't anyone believe that?
As much as it hurts I'm trying to cover it up with my hyperactivity.

Still isn't quite well yet, but somewhere there.
Anyone who knew my daily activity since a few days ago would have thought that there is no way to recover soon.
Pretty-Not is gone.
She went at 5.30 AM and I didn't wake up to see her off.
We knew that we shouldn't get attached to anyone because here we are in impermanent state.
It's either build a wall, or just blew the wall and get on with life as each person goes.
I found that the choice are not much of a choice after all.

PS: Don't forget to smile today. It does so much good in shooing the negative sparks away.

Nauseatic.
Raining.
Dozing again.
Sleeping becomes a hard task. I'm no longer enjoying the luxury.

I posted up the two poems. You can see them in the 'write' page or just click here .
The topmost two are those.

Give me the ability to trust myself again. I need this, I think.

I watched The Kid on VCD yesterday while I keep dozing on and off. It was funny. Bruce Willis sure did the 'look' and the 'smile' well.
Preethi-Not liked the kid, but I wished there were more climax towards the end.

I'm wishing for a sleep although I know I've been sleeping too much, so now I'm gonna be smarter than myself and refuse to sleep.

Now I'm sort of down with a flu and a sore voice but other than that I'm still kicking. Starky's also down with a fever, whoa what happen to everyone in the country?!

Sleep was dozing in and off and I couldn't concentrate on the dream. *hehe* If there was any.

Preethi-Not is going away :( on Friday. I should get her a farewell present, but I have no idea what. She's going to US, and nobody knows when we'll see each other again.

Today's going to be a mess, nobody says anything that makes total sense. My roommate talks and humms to herself, I have strange messages coming and now I'm blur. Blur and blogging.

Too much dejavus make life bitter again. I have to watch what I say to people before they start misunderstanding again.

Wow, I miss library. It's been quite a time since I came here :P.
After all the training for Para Para the performance was OK I guess? I didn't make any mistake that I can remember, I don't know about the others. My two housemates started asking me to teach them the dance, and somehow gave up everytime in the middle.
It's easier to learn directly with the song rather than make it slow at first since people seemed to get surprised with the speed although it wasn't really that fast after all when you get used to it.
I saw my fave lecturer with his wife and son :(, what a seriously happy family. Duh. They look like one of those in the movies, the dad holding the son lovingly while the wife feeds it or whatever. The son looked smart, I'm sure he will be. He's gonna be a hit with the ladies somehow I'm sure.
Mr. Johnny danced with Lulu, she dances great by the way. I tried my hand and obviously can't get as good as her but I got a Neopon for that!

I could sing till my throat croaks
I could dance till my feet creaks
or I could just sit and watch you
I made two pieces of poems but they're not up yet because I haven't put them up yet *duh*. One's called "Worlds ....." and the other is "Is You"
Life has been bearable and sweet. I always wished for the sweeter, but now I'd be satisfied with things as they are.

I had three dreams, all three of the same person. Papa Smurf.
In the first, I was sick, or had to get a check, and he accompanied me. Somehow he got himself a number, and it was before me. He went and laid himself on the hospital bed and they pierced this big needle on his arm and they took out a litre of his blood. It was a very big container. I saw him cringe and I cringed as well. Then suddenly it was my turn, they did the same thing to me, and I had expected it to hurt a lot, but in fact it didn't and the blood flew freely and I fainted. I woke up feeling aghast.

In the second, I was in a college probably, and somehow got this knowledge that I'm going to U.S very soon, Papa Smurf accompanied me, brought me to the airport faster before I can think. Then after all the hustle and bustle of the unfamiliar airport I found out I had no luggage, except of what in my pocket and on me. I called mom and she said she'd send the baggage asap but turned out it was too late, the plane was going to leave. I got myself a seat beside a transvestites, and then I recognized Papa Smurf on my other side. I talked with him and the plane moves, it flew but somehow it went through another city, a some sort of hidden airport, with lots of strange buildings. There are buildings painted with large cactuses on the front, there are buildings that has diagonally moving elevator, there are weirder buildings. Then the transvestite it seems, that sat beside me started telling us about the buildings, that those were made by him, and it's a breakthrough of architecture.But they still lose of the building that a U.S company has made, the next building will beat that. I have no idea what the US building's so special about but it was large, red, has lots of towers connecting each other, but I acknowledged that it was after all, beautiful.

Then I started to concentrate back on Papa Smurf, and I was surprised that he was there after all?? He was supposed to stay not accompany me straight to US. Then I somehow thought that the plane wasn't directly going to US, but stopping somewhere else?? I got confused... and finally... woke up.

In the third dream, I was just simply in a very boring classroom and I picked up the phone and messaged him, saying that i'm going to get out of this classroom, wondering whether he would have a meal. The reply never came, and I woke up.

I watched Big Shot's Funeral. I thought it was one of those silly comedy chinese? Not to say that they're silly, but they act silly to make the comedy, but this one's funny without the actors losing their seriousness. That's something rare in chinese movies. :)
Thank you papa smurf.

Slept too early in the morning at about 4.30 AM and so did not get any chance to dream a lot of things, or remember anything about it either. But I sure was reluctant to wake up, plus it turned out the due date was postponed! So much for all the work spent last night. Housemates watched Bandits in my room, and I seek refuge on my housemate's laptop, trying to force myself to open and at the same time aligning dozens of stubborn rectangles to show up properly, which turned out to be a total waste since when I moved it to my PC, it rebels on me. Note to self: Pay roommate for the print ink, and re-do the state diagram.

There were a debut of new rap singers around the area, and they came to my doorstep. We opened the door to see the manager, introducing the 3 rap singers, who look as if they're from the college. They said this is promotion, so they're coming door to door, singing so that we'll give them support when they actuall make the formal debut. So they started singing. The song was ok, the dance lame, the voice was.. well, it's rap, what can you say?
Then after they're gone, my roommate came back in panic mode, saying that somehow she has to go back to her home asap and she asked me to pack up her stuff for her. I asked how long is she going to be away, and what should I put in the bag, she said some items including lotion? toothbrush, etc. I can remember the lotion clearly because I openned her closet and there were so many lotions I didn't know which one to pack! between all the confusion, I got an sms from papa smurf saying I better wake up now. I was going to reply to him that I already woke up when I heard a distant voice of my roommate calling me. She wanted to borrow my handphone. Anything before that was a dream.

Mole's apartment got robbed, i'm not sure about the details and she hasn't given me any news as of yet, but when we were in the class she got a call from her sister and the sister said someone broke into the apartment. Big shock to her and she wrapped up quickly and ran back home. I haven't know anything since. Unfortunately her fiance went to Japan a few days ago maybe? So Nun notified another friend of ours which is not from the class to go and take care of her.

I dreamt I went with Nun and Pit to see Pit's mom in a hospital.
We were waiting, the rest of Pit's family was there, with the uncle or something. So I was sitting on the floor on the carpet, we were all passing time by chatting or watching a TV set up on the waiting room. I accidentally bumped to this very little girl so I quickly hugged her and said I'm Sorry. I turned around and saw her mom sitting near by with two other little girls, they were all wearing cute white dresses and they have a little carpet of their own, blue bear shaped with white buttons. So this girl whom I hugged somehow clung to me, she wanted me to read her a fairytale from a book, and I politely refused since I'm not there exactly for her. But the look in her eyes and the pleading made me surrender and I asked her if I can see the book first. She went into her room (a hospital room) and came out, bringing this huge book, turned out the fairy tale is a series of fairy tales .. 8 or so. So I felt I had to refuse, since I'm there to see another patient. I refused gently, and the kid started crying. The mother quickly hug her and asked me in a hurt look and voice, please not to bother her child anymore, and asked me to go. I refused to go as well since my being in the room actually has nothing to do with them, i have another purpose, then this mom had the nerve to ask Nun to ask me out of the room. And Nun actually did!! Which I refused as well. But I looked in shock at Nun, before I woke up...

Watched Wesley's Mystery. I don't know if it was meant for comedy, but I certainlly did laughed.

Found out that guys (my friends that is) prefer big women (not to say fat) instead of really thin ones. So there you go girls out there, stop your dieting right now and rejoice. They want you! And those really thing girls out there, either start eating, or be happy that you might still pass for model looks, and I know some actors/stars don't really prefer big women.

I have to be careful of what I say now, because Papa Smurf found out my old homepage (I think), where did he get the url from anyway? He said it's a year ago, or so, (maybe the previous version?) and it has more than one pics of me, that means.. um.. hopefully yeah the red previous version, not the snowland, please, no..

Here's my little thought last night.
There are a few types of guys which you an identify from the phone when they're busy.
"Hi, Are you busy? Am I bothering anything?"
Eg. He's playing a computer game.

Type A: Oh you're not bothering me but I'm sorry, I'm playing a game here, can I call you back later? - Sensitive, he isn't really bothered he just wants to continue the game, a lot of credit on his phone.

Type B: Oh, I'm playing a game, call me later. -Straightforward, common sense, irritating because you won't know when he would finish his game anyway.

Type C: Actually, I'm playing a game. - Indirect, not answering the question, he assumes that we should know how he actually feels - obviously unexperienced.

Type D: I'm busy right now ...(Diciples III music fades in the background) - He probably thinks girls can't understand the need to play.

Type E: No, not at all, I'm not doing anything, really, go on .. (A voice from the background said, "Hey why do you suddenly shut down your PC?") - Either the girl's extra special, or he's the submissive pleasing-everyone kind

Type F: I'm playing here, but do go on. -He works in the computer department or IT thing. These types of guy are used to multitasking, they force their brain on 256 MB RAM.