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Friday
My Series of Weird Dreams Last Night:


I was in Africa with my ex-highschool friends.
Me and Kah Chin went around looking for Kelly.
We ran all over the grounds of Africa looking for her and bumped into her parents.
Who told us that she has left to a country named, "Gonoa"
In an outdoor concert where Red Hot Chili Peppers was blasting away.
"Tell me baby, what's your story."
And with what looked like I was having a good time?!?
(FYI, I have always placed Red Hot Chili Peppers in my list of Annoying Bands)
"Careful, step here. No no, don't go there. Watch out for that long one there!"
Joanne Low cautioning me not to step on the long spiky thorns on the grounds of Africa.
I was threading very carefully with no shoes, but socks on my feet.
And beat this.
In the wide open space of Africa (yes, still in Africa), I was taking a shower.
Naked.
No doors. Just the shower stand.
Few feet away from where I was showering, there were a bunch of people just hanging around in the shades made of hay.
My boss, Dr Goh, was one of them.

I am currently looping on:

Beyonce's Irreplaceable.
..."To the left, to the left"
Evanesence's Bring Me to Life.
And Red Hot Chili Peppers,
"Tell me baby... what's your story"

Posted at 29.9.06 by mizz_angie

Perfectly Flawed
September 29, 2006   12:35 PM PDT
 
Ha ha. Dreams are surpressed wants and desires that dwell in the subconscious. Hhmm...
 

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