Explosion of Flaming Shrapnel

I suddenly feel like I'm in a mood to blog, and all those things I waned to blog about suddenly emerges and obliterates, raining the land with shards of truth. Whether it's tainting the earth is another story altogether.

Be reminded that the next few things I will be blogging about is going to be strangely vivid. So if you do want to continue, please have an open mind, for I will not lie here.





1. I had a dream about one week ago. You must understand that I usually experience what I would call blank or black dreams, where the only memory of the adventures you had the night before is seen as a sheet of black carbon paper. But the fact that I could remember this dream, and physically wanted to sleep more just to find out the outcome of the dream, made this dream feel important and real. It all started vaguely in a strange mansion, and a series of unclear events led me to think that it was Josh's house. I mean, I saw him, I saw me, I saw the house, and since the house couldn't be mine, it should be his. Or his dad's. Yes, the strangest part of the dream was that I saw Josh's dad, I didn't know why, but it just happened.

We were talking to each other when suddenly we had a disagreement. Wait, I think I spilled milk on the floor. And Josh suddenly started to be angered and scold me, threaten me with words of which I shall not elaborate. His father started joining the fight, on his side. And I tried hard to defend myself, but I was wrong technically, and being in a position where I have no command, I just couldn't retaliate. And then I woke up. If this isn't some form of omen, you tell me. When I woke up (although I really wanted to wait for the outcome), I just didn't know which one to be afraid of: the fact that Josh was being a dream enemy, or Josh having his dad beside him. I labelled that dream a nightmare.

2. I think I'm over with the person I thought I was in love with. I don't know the reason why, but deep down inside, I know it is fault on my side. She doesn't even know a thing till today! However, I do know one thing: I WAS IN LOVE WITH HER. I'm sure about that, and I won't lie. But, somehow, I know that it just is never meant to be, at least not yet. I'm also happy that it's over, when it haven't even started.

Now, who is the girl, you might ask. Sorry, but you have to be a little patient, it just isn't the time yet, sorry!

3. I'm officially a Christian. Although perhaps not legally yet (Not yet 21, mar...). I'm happy about it. I heard Sheryn say something about Sam being one too. Is that true? Why am I always the last to know things...

4. Today I went to visit the feverish Ally with both Sam and Josh, and this being the absolute FIRST time I visited a sick friend in his/her house, it's something exciting. Sam and I cooked vegetarian beehoon and ginger team for her. Our cooking leaves much to be desired for. The beehoon had practically not much soup left, and what seemed to be a little uncooked beehoon multiplied to an entire bowl of it. I felt bad that we had to waste it all by throwing it away, but it's just another lesson learnt. The ginger tea, although was drinkable, was seriously not sweet enough. Now I know what Ally meant by 'just throw the sugar in'.

We also took her to the doctor. Nothing serious la, the fever was already quite down when she arrived at the clinic. Was it our treatment? :) As for Ally, you better come to Uni tomorrow, ar? Got quiz you know? Forget about cineleisure and seeing Night at the Museum, go and sleep!

5. Okay, I ran out of things to talk about. SHEESH! And I still feel like I can go on for the whole night. Talk about writer's bloc. BAH! See you tomorrow, with newer pieces of flaming shrapnel.