I slept at 7 pm and just awoke at 10 pm from an awfully strange dream. There were so many RANDOM people throughout the whole tell-tale of my dream – Aaron, Dave, Manesh, and Johnson. Random beyond belief I would say! They were all playing different roles in the story.
It was about me… staying in a room where a little girl used to live in. She died when she was young. Her laptop was still there so i went through it and found shards of her former life left behind.
There was an ad i saw… it involved lots of little kids wearing the GIS uniforms (?!) and i was in a police car watching the whole scene. Then i saw her photographs and videos… of her friends…. I didn’t know any of them but I still have their faces in my memory.
This wasn’t the most amazing part of the dream. Throughout the past two weeks, I’ve been racking my brain for design ideas for projects that I have going on. The girl in my dream was still alive in spirit in the room. At first, I was afraid of the strange happenings in the room. I eventually got accustomed to her presence. And this is the amazing part – I dreamt she showed me artworks and websites… She would hang them above my bed and they were simply beautiful. The sites she showed me through my eyes as if it was in my sigh whichever way i turned.
“i think she’s jealous…” *i sit up straight* “cos i’m prettier?! *grins* *exasperated look but grinning* “not that” *continues* “cos i have nicer tits?!” “no idiot! let me talk!”
Well, than the conversation veered to other uninteresting bits.
I went for a last-minute birthday thing for Andrew last night in Bangsar. I wouldn’t normally go there to hang out under normal circumstances though. Except maybe Delawi 🙂 The cake was awesome *slurpp* ice cream and thick cream *ooh…* *shivers* I super super lost playing the damn drinking game with Andrew. Lost like, FIVE times in a row. no no no! i’m not supposed to be out partying! supposed to be at hOME! doing WORK!! i came home and slept instead!!! ARGHH…
Now my work schedule is all oFF.
Before that i was in college for my promotional design class. I think my lecturer‘s work is absolute wonderness (yes. i still know this isn’t an actual word), though i never said that to him. He just plays around with what students show him on the imac and makes it a hundred times better… argh. genius :p
Just check out his clientele. Impressive like fuck. *tongue hanging out* oh oh i especially like their ‘art and culture’ work *awe*. ok i’ll stop now.
I thought of going jogging around now since i’m still up cos of work. In the end… i thought ‘fuck it!’ I’m pretty tired physically and would rather go in the evening. Besides. It might rain heavily as it has been, thus saving me from exercise *ack*
I’ve been downloading Nine Inch Nails videos since i’m online for so long. Couldn’t think of what other interesting what-nots to dl. If you have amazing suggestions, pls tell me so.
Big Ben and i were on the phone (while i was working nevertheless) for an hour or so. I must say i had a MAGNIFICENT IDEA whilst talking to him:
Joyce: I know what! I’ll design t-shirts for myself that says ‘i love Big Ben’!! BB: Fuck you Joyce Joyce: *continues*… and it could have a cartoon bear! oh! oh! Mary shall have one too! i know she’ll wear it… BB: *in background* fuck you joyce fuck you joyce Joyce: oh we can wear it clubbing together… *having happy visions* BB: *having horrific visions* NOOOOO!!!! Joyce: oh hey! then Callie and Crystal can have one too, yaY, we can be your personal fan club! BB: More like psychotic club… nO, joyce! Joyce: *ignoring ben* i bet Johnson and Aaron would wear one too muahaha… *still having happy visions* BB: Joyce, i’m going to tear the shirt off you if you wear it!!
So.
Who would like an ‘i love Big Ben’ t-shirt? I’m so serious.
The fan blows cool air. I turn it slightly away so as not to ignite my sinus. My throat hurts from almost throwing up earlier. Air was stuck in my throat. Laughing at 3am didn’t make it any better at all.
Nevertheless i had a great time. My day wouldn’t be complete without the friends i love the most around me. I miss Mary Quite Contrary But Still Spoilt. Now guess who that could be. The sounds of Abba’s Super Trouper are singing softly. Abba seems to be the perfect presence at this time of the night yet again.
