[::..Silver Surfer..::]
I dreamt of my girlfriends last night. Yes, who else but those two beautiful ladies Yaqin and Lala. Their names are synonymous with my life. I can't remember much about the dream anymore since many hours have passed. But I remember the bit about Lala.
I remembered having an open house, maybe for Raya, maybe for something else. I'm not sure. Somehow, my house was quite posh. The main floor was exactly like my Marice Crescent flat, only, I have other floors for toilets and stuff. I remember Lala having the sudden urge to poo, and she was unwilling to do it in the toilet right in front of the dining table for obvious reasons. So I told her to go to the 4th floor to poo. Later when she came back, there was a buff dude, a man well built, handsome of course, and I have never seen him before. He was behaving like a pratt. And he was standing tall on my dining table, and my grandmother was sitting there. What an insolent boy. So, I rushed to him and attempted to push him down. He refused to come down. And I saw Lala looking at him with awe. Finally I asked her, "who is that? Don't tell me it is your boyfriend!" And she gave me a look that tells it all. It was her new boyfriend! (In my dream). So, I told her to get him off my table. I couldn't take it when she refused coz she thought it was cool. Yeah, my Lala, behaving somewhat not herself in my dreams! In reality, Lala is the most sensible among the three of us. So I barged into the room, passed by my mum and told her to watch him coz he was behaving like a t^&*!
Later, somehow we were all outdoors. And I had the London Eye in my backyard. I know, my dream is way off from reality. Again, Lala's boyfriend had to steal the day. He was hanging on the railings, and it was very very high. Before I could expressed my horror, he air surfed into our direction like the Silver Surfer and became the main attraction of the day. Everyone was clapping....When he reached the ground, I remembered feeling sorry about the way I felt towards him. I did not get to know him, and I immediately cancelled him out. I learnt a lesson in my dream: Never judge a book by it's cover. Coz when he reached the ground, he was a sweet guy.
So, there you go. What a weird dream. Back to work tomorrow. Hope it is a better day. I'm getting tired already. Bye all...
Farah
"A good companion is better than solitude, and solitude is better than an evil companion."
I remembered having an open house, maybe for Raya, maybe for something else. I'm not sure. Somehow, my house was quite posh. The main floor was exactly like my Marice Crescent flat, only, I have other floors for toilets and stuff. I remember Lala having the sudden urge to poo, and she was unwilling to do it in the toilet right in front of the dining table for obvious reasons. So I told her to go to the 4th floor to poo. Later when she came back, there was a buff dude, a man well built, handsome of course, and I have never seen him before. He was behaving like a pratt. And he was standing tall on my dining table, and my grandmother was sitting there. What an insolent boy. So, I rushed to him and attempted to push him down. He refused to come down. And I saw Lala looking at him with awe. Finally I asked her, "who is that? Don't tell me it is your boyfriend!" And she gave me a look that tells it all. It was her new boyfriend! (In my dream). So, I told her to get him off my table. I couldn't take it when she refused coz she thought it was cool. Yeah, my Lala, behaving somewhat not herself in my dreams! In reality, Lala is the most sensible among the three of us. So I barged into the room, passed by my mum and told her to watch him coz he was behaving like a t^&*!
Later, somehow we were all outdoors. And I had the London Eye in my backyard. I know, my dream is way off from reality. Again, Lala's boyfriend had to steal the day. He was hanging on the railings, and it was very very high. Before I could expressed my horror, he air surfed into our direction like the Silver Surfer and became the main attraction of the day. Everyone was clapping....When he reached the ground, I remembered feeling sorry about the way I felt towards him. I did not get to know him, and I immediately cancelled him out. I learnt a lesson in my dream: Never judge a book by it's cover. Coz when he reached the ground, he was a sweet guy.
So, there you go. What a weird dream. Back to work tomorrow. Hope it is a better day. I'm getting tired already. Bye all...
Farah
"A good companion is better than solitude, and solitude is better than an evil companion."