Dreams.

I have realised that its amazingly difficult to blog when you are on facebook. Especially when you are playing fish a fish. Its a amazingly retarded game, don't play it.

Yesterday I happened to be asked about LM by NQ the bird, then she she suddenly talked about dreams, because SHE HAD A DREAM ABOUT HERSELF ASKING ME ABOUT A GRAPH THAT SHE THOUGHT WAS CORRECT, WHICH I INEVIDENTLY TOLD HER WAS WRONG, AND CORRECTED IT FOR HER. Somehow, it came true yesterday night, and then she was so excited and recollected that she had other dreams that she was in the middle of Africa and another about being in a terrorist country that was being attacked by terrorists. Don't worry, Nuanqin, they will ALL come true.

I hate dreams, because they're nothing but dreams, and they are never real, only real dreams are nightmares, and the worst nightmare of all is the one you don't have dreams about: Reality.

I shan't discuss what we said last night, its private info. Anyway, one day I will go into nude black and white phtography and I will be some pro photographer, not like the ones edison chen took. Ah heck, I'm losing sleep over my FYP already, so yeah. I'M DOOMED.