Dreams

Note that I put an 's' in the word 'dream'.

I wrote that because my dream last night kept changing.

One moment, I was at the school canteen, talking with my seniors.

The next thing I know, I'm at my cousin's wedding, talking to this guy I've never met before.

Then, it changed again, but I can't remember what.

The part where I was talking to my seniors...

Those dreams are starting up again!

It happened last year, too. Around the same time as well. All because of kawad. =/ I wonder if anyone else has this problem... I hope I'm not the only one, though. That's just really sad.

Then, the wedding part. That's expected, I guess. I was talking about it yesterday anyway. So it should be normal for my subconscious mind to be thinking about it too, right?

Does that even make sense?

Oh well, who cares. Anyway, the reason I telling this is because the dream was kinda interesting for me. Firstly, I was talking to a guy who I didn't know at all. Seriously, the face is completely new to me. I have no idea how I came up with it.

Anyway, not only that, I was the one who started the conversation! That is not normal behavior for me, now is it?

Okay, so. we were talking and stuff, then he saw who my cousin was and who she was hanging out with, (which is actually kinda weird, because that cousin was from a different side of the family, like a distant cousin from my mom's side, when the wedding was of my cousin from my dad's side, and, one of the people she was hanging out with was Azir. How on earth would she have known the guy? She isn't from anywhere near KL! So, that was really weird) then, the guy I was talking to ran away. =.='"

I have no idea why he did. He just took off.

After looking for him for a while, I gave up and focused on what was happening in the wedding. Suddenly I had a video camera in my hand, and I had to shoot the whole thing. That part's normal.

Well, not the camera suddenly popping into my hand part, but the shooting the video part.

That's all. Then it changed to the part where I don't remember anymore.

This must be boring you to death. I'll go now. Bye!

Wii=my new Mii

I've been meaning to mention this awhile ago, but I kept forgetting.

On Sunday, Abg Mut bought himself a Wii. 

No one saw that coming.

I've been playing it since, and now my arms are tired. -.-'"

I made my own Mii last night.

That was funny.

Abg Mut's was funnier.

It looks exactly like him!

Like, exactly.

Mine's ugly. =(

I haven't been doing my homework, but that's probably because I've been playing the computer too.

And sleeping the day away.

Today, I woke up at 12 something.

Finished showering by 1.

Now, I haven't even had anything to eat yet.

Apparently there's uneaten chicken on the table.

Oh well.

Off I go then.

Bye.

Tagged Two Times by Two Tagging Twits.

Ignore the 'twit' word, I just needed something that started with a 'T'. BTW, the two were Dian and Kit May.

Directions : Once you've been tagged, you have to write a post with sixteen random things, habits or goals about you. At the end, choose five people to be tagged, listing their names and why you chose them. Don't forget to leave a comment (''You're tagged!'') and to read your blog, you can't tag the person who tagged you. Since you can't tag me, let me know when you've posted your blog, so I can see your weirdness.


FIRST
I'm addicted to Baskin Robbins.

SECOND
I talk to myself. A lot. Every day of every week. Ignore me if I do.

THIRD
I can go a few weeks without talking to my friends from other schools.

FOURTH
I can't stop thinking about that person that I dreamt of!

FIFTH
If I start playing a game I really like, I can go on for 7 hours non-stop.

Seriously, it happened once. My sisters had to force me to switch the XBox off so that they could watch TV upstairs. -.-'"

SIXTH
I have this one secret that only 3 people know. And those 3 people aren't who you think they are.

SEVENTH
Aimi used to say that I sound like a dying cat when I sing. >.<

EIGHTH
This one time, a chinese couple thought my sister and me were Japanese. (I was only 9 at the time, and had no sunburn yet. And I had that straight cut hair with bangs)

NINTH
I'm from Terengganu and Singaporean royalty.

TENTH
When I was 6, I loved to play with Hot Wheels. O_o

ELEVENTH
I only owned 2 Barbie dolls, and one lost it's head. XD

TWELVE
At night I like to listen to music and pretend to sing to/with someone I really like.

THIRTEENTH
When I'm really, really bored, I dance to Disney songs in my room. And I look like a complete idiot.

FOURTEENTH
Before I go to sleep, I look at myself in the mirror and try to mess around with my hair.

FIFTEENTH
The first night after I finished reading Twilight, the song "Swear It All Over Again" by Westlife became one of my favourite songs because it reminds me of Edward.

SIXTEENTH
My brownies ROCK! =D

I tag these people because:

1. Aimi - She hasn't done a tag in a long time

2. Malik - Cause I feel like it.

3. Izzudin - He hasn't been on a really long time

4. Mellissa - Just do it, I don't care.

5. ...... Whoever wants to do this because they have nothing better to do, like me. =P

I was so emo-ing

I have an idea why I was. But I'm not gonna say what.

What made me overly emo?

Well, my mom and sister were talking way too loud when I was trying to watch Last Comic Standing. I had to literally sit a few inches away from the tv to hear the jokes. Seriously frustrating.

Then, I couldn't sit still. I had to move, but moving made my head hurt. If I move standing, that is. So I lied on the sofa, and tossed and turned non stop. Couldn't focus on watching tv like that, now could I?

I couldn't swallow my pills. No matter how hard I tried, or how little I tried, still won't go down. In the end, my mom brought back the liquid ones. You know, the type they give to little kids. I kinda prefer that one, since it's flavoured. Now the Panadol is orange, and my antibiotics are vanilla. =D

Zara fell sick because of me. I know it's my fault, but does my sister have to look at me like she wants to kill me? Hello! I know it's my fault, I feel guilty about it, but what was I supposed to do about it?!?!?! Gimme a break! Don't have to give me death stares! What do you expect me to do? Completely cut myself off from the whole family just so that your daughter won't get sick? That's not fair.

Zara puked last night and cried like crazy. I woke up because of that. That was when my sister looked at me. The way she did, I just couldn't take it anymore. Saying 'thanks a lot, Intan' like a joking kind of way, like most people do, then that's fine with me. But look at me like I got her sick on purpose, that's just not fair at all.

I went in room straight after without getting the drink I came out for and cried myself to sleep. It just wasn't fair! You don't look at people who unintentionally get someone else sick like that! I couldn't do anything about it!!!!!

I felt like killing myself last night.

Okay, I'm done venting my anger. Now, I had a strange but pleasant dream last night.

It was about me, walking with someone (but I will not name who). It was raining, and since I was the only one with an umbrella, we had to share. Then we started talking about stuff.

It may not seem like much here, but that's because I want to keep this mostly to myself. Strange thing is, it was about someone completely unexpected. Okay, maybe not completely, but I didn't think I'd be dreaming of that person again. Yes, I said it, again.

Aimi, if you're reading this, you might a have a good idea of who it was. Don't mention it, though.

To think that I would've discontinued blogging this year. Go figure. >.>

Sweating and shivering.

One of the things that I don't like when I fall sick is when I sweat and shiver at the same time. I feel cold, so I stay under the covers. Then I start sweating, which makes me feel uncomfortable. So I throw off the covers. Then I start shivering again. All under the ventilation of a fan. It wasn't even on at full speed.

On Wednesday, after recess, I was stuck under the sun since I lined up a bit late. I should've felt really hot, right? Nope, I was shivering. But strangely not sweating.

I don't know how to explain this better. Nothing is making sense to me right now.

Dian told me yesterday that I didn't get the audition. I'm actually not bummed out about it. I'm relieved. One thing less to worry about. =) I can focus more on studying. I haven't even touched any of my homework. I don't even know what my homework is! -.-"

I'm done with this. I'm gonna go do something else.

I'm sick.

I've been sleeping the entire day and now, at 4 something in the morning, I can't make myself sleep anymore. But I can't do anything else either.

Watching tv looks like a lost cause now. I wouldn't find anything interesting to watch.

I can't talk, because...

well, there's no one to talk to, for a start. Even if there was, my throat hurts too much for me to talk.

Everyone in class looked at me worriedly today. How bad did I look? Dian and Sonia forced me to eat a Panadol. It worked for about 3 hours, then I started burning up again. Good thing my audition was within those 3 hours. I found my voice then and could do the audition with Sonia. Results are tomorrow..err, actually today, in a few hours, maybe. Hope we got it. But if we don't, I guess it wouldn't be so bad. I'd have more time to study for intervensi.

Anyway, before the audition, I called my mom to ask her if anyone could pick me up. I was in no state to walk down the hill, possibly stand in the train and walk back home.

She was supposed to finish work at four, but then my dad had lecture at 2. And they only had one car at KPMC. I wouldn't have minded waiting at school, or maybe take the evening bus home. As long as I didn't have to walk.

After the audition, my fever was almost gone, and I felt better. But then my mom was standing in front of the table I was at, and took me home. I felt so guilty. She had to leave work 2 hours before her shift ended, and my dad had to cancel his class..

Once we got home, I started to burn up again. There goes the effect of the Panadol. We ate lunch and I slept for a few hours downstairs in the guest room. Zara kept kacau-ing me. Once, she even kicked me in the eye. I was so disoriented at the time, I felt like crying. Wait, I did cry, but only a few tears were shed. Then my mom told me go upstairs and sleep in my room. That time, it was only 6. It felt like forever. Seriously, I thought it was midnight or something.

Slept some more, then had soup for dinner, and slept some more. Drinks of water were in between. I was completely helpless. Now, I've slept long enough, and can't do anything but this. Its amazing how I can type all of this out. Anyway, on the plus side, I don't have to go to school! =)

Okay, so, that's it. I'm gonna try and sleep again now.

I actually have time.

Whoever would've thought that I'd have so much free time today?

I've already finished my homework! And I didn't think that was possible.

Seriously.

And now, I'm bored out of my mind with nothing to do, and no one's home except the maid, me and my sister who's downstairs minding her own business and wants nothing to do with me. That's a long sentence. -__-

At least I think she's still downstairs. Maybe she already left for somewhere with my dad's cameras and tripods and flashes. Go ahead, take pictures for your yearbook. Whatever. Just pay no attention to your emo-ing sister.

Now all I can do is well...blog. And I am currently listening to Folie A Deux. It's french for something. I've listened to this album about 10 times already? They're good songs, and I'm not bored of them yet so...yeah. I'm close to hafal-ing the lyrics already. And I haven't looked them up yet! Pfft, like that's something to be so proud of. I'm such a loser.

For some reason, all I wanna do is insult myself. =(

I don't know why I'm so crabby today. Yesterday I was so happy, and today I just wanna kill someone. Not myself, keep that in mind.

Maybe it's because I have nothing to do. I'm scared I'm starting to be a workaholic! 

But that's not the problem. The problem is, I might be perfectly fine with it!!!

I don't feel like playing games. I feel like doing work. O.O

What's happening to me? Apparently free time is not good for me. Day dreaming also won't do. A book would be nice. But I have no books to read. Or reread. Oh wait! There's... nope, nothing. The only book I wanna reread is something from the Twilight Saga. I can't wait for Midnight Sun. Whenever it's gonna come out. Stephenie Meyer, hurry please! I need to get into Edward's head.

Surprisingly though, his obsession over Bella doesn't make me feel depressed. It makes me like him more. Weird, huh?

Intan, you're in love with a fictional character. Get a grip!

Sorry, I felt a need to talk to myself a bit.

Anyway, I think I've run out of things to say. Maybe I'll blog more later or something...