This was a nightmare. To prevent my ass from getting kicked, I’m keeping this short and sweet.
The swimming pool, the 20-storey condominium, etc, the setting was perfect. I stole a kiss on the cheek of this girl I got to know back in junior college. Perhaps I was not charming enough; she told the entire world what I did.
And then Hannah asked me during dinner, “Aye KC you kissed the girl arh?”
And then my girlfriend got really pissed. *I woke up violently*
The girl: I don’t know why she popped into my head when I haven’t seen her in at least 7 years. Perhaps within the nightmare’s context it has something to do with her priding herself to be the president of the anti-men club.
Hannah: Working in Bloomberg, you’re at the forefront of information, plus all that you said about you guys getting the latest Blackberries and iphones etc etc first. Well in my dream, perhaps gossips too HAHA!
Dear: I swear I love you *joop* but, did you just plant something in my head?