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Sunday, October 31, 2004

I had a weird dream early this morning. It was so vivid it seemed real.

I dreamt I got to know this family. very rich, very nice. The mother was a housewife...I think. The father was a teacher. They had 2 kids - a son and a daughter. Very friendly, very nice. They lived in a condo apartment. I guess me and Ash were regular visitors at their place. At some point in the dream, both of us broke the lift. Somebody...a woman...remarked about how jakun we are heheh. Maklum rumah condo oiii.

The son was nice with me. Very gentlemanly. very understanding. Very patient. Flirty with me. The daughter was beautiful but not patronising. She and Ash got close. I wasn't jealous at first which was odd considering my nature. Until Ash said something about eating together. I remember the father fried some veggie. Ash didn't even invite me makan sama.I was hurt that when he went to the kitchen with the daughter, I left the house quietly. I heard footsteps behind me. I thought it was Ash but it wasn't though I never saw who it really was. Ash tak kejar aku pun. Usually when I leave in anger dia selalunya run after me. But this time no. Hati aku sakit sesakit-sakitnya sampai aku terbangun. Still felt the pain in my heart on waking up. I wrote down the gist of my dream on a paper. I didn't know why but I did it all the same.

Then I asked Ash whether he love me. He sleepily said yeah. Aizzzz..Dreams pun can make me feel so insecure.

i'm watching you...
Sunday, October 31, 2004

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