Flashes radiant smile --> =] Because I finally remember a dream as vividly as a dream can ever be! To me, at least. It's like, the second clearest dream I can remember besides the one where someone else killed someone else, and for that one the only thing I can't remember are the faces. How irritating. Anyway, yesterday's dream was about killing again - almost. And this time I remember the people inside, but I don't remember the main details. Reason number two for radiant smile is that I, yours truly, was the murderer and not some unknown stranger/little fry. And guess who I killed? Bet you won't guess it. (I sound happy to have "killed" someone. -_-) It was.....my elder sister. (For the unknowing I have two elder sisters, therefore this one is the one in the middle) And I did it in my room. I was being cunning, like plotting to kill her then running out of the room to say that she wanted to kill me and I only did it in defence. Somehow, my plan flopped real bad, and she just won't die when I was strangling her and she ended up trying to strangle me, so I ran out of the room to complain to my mother, who somehow knew that I was playing a fool. The weird thing is how everyone forgot/forgave so easily and the next thing I knew we were at the airport about to board a plane to (guess where) Mauritius. Of all places. I've never ever even wanted to go there before. Even Iraq is higher on the list than that, because they have war monuments there. And thus ends my dream, which I guess I will remember for the rest of my life. It's not everyday that I remember my dream, after all! +++++++++++++++++ Yesterday, when I was waiting for Star Awards to start, I was like fooling around with my phone. I tried to enter the pin code, which I had (gasp!) forgotten. And then the thing told me I had only 1 attempt left, but I stupidly tried again. I got the wrong number, of course! And bleah, the sim card blocked me!! Being the first time it happened, I was so shocked/panicky/pissed off, and I kept trying and trying and trying to type in a number for the PUK code. Thank goodness I didn't try too many times, if not the sim card would have double blocked me. In the end, I called the service centre, and ta daa, it was Sunday and so the service was closed. Wet bucket, sia. But right now my phone is alive and kicking again. How wonderful. And ya, I watched Star Awards. Did you know I used to vote for Cynthia Koh? After two years of not winning, I got irritated and stopped voting. My new love is Rui En since two years ago, but I never did vote for her. I quite like Felicia Chin too, but she didn't win. I half expected Julian Hee to win, since he was the only guy and it was mostly girls voting for such things, but I forgot that the girl who won (I have forgotten her name besides the fact that she was called Ruan Mian Mian in that drama serial) is a tall and sexy lady and guys with raging hormones would definitely vote for her. And anyway I said I half expected Julian Hee, and my other half was tugging me towards RMM. So I was half right =D ++++++++++++++++++++ I just realised, when people come to me with sad news, I don't know how to respond, and I end up making a fool of myself. I just don't dare to console them, because I feel that pity is the last thing on the list that they will want. (It is on mine, anyway) Then I try to make it like it's nothing, and try to avert the subject. Then people say that I am unsympathetic. If you don't say anything, people say you are unfeeling and don't care for others' feelings. It sure is hard trying to be a good friend, sometimes. Not that I am complaining. After all, when someone is down, a warm body next to you is better than words, even if there is silence. I know I will feel better to have a friend by my side.

12/05/2005 04:20:00 pm;