dreaming when i sleep / one month

i finished my HAM CD early this morning. found a bug while trying at my friend's Mac. fixed it. submitted it to my editor at 9am. then i slept until now. and i'm so happy now!

i had a damn good dream. short but seriously damn good and intriguing. i was at my friend's place using his msn. then this message came from some girl that i know. the message was not for me of course. but my friend told me to type whatever i want. then the girl started to talk about, erm, me. only two lines. and i took a lot of times to reply, don't know why. but wow! "hey, can i ask you something?", "yea? about what", "of course about him lar!", then...

cs woke me up!!! hahaha! my neighbour bought me lunch, that's why he woke me up today at 3pm. cutting short that dream of mine. but that's fine you know? because i don't want to know. he cut it right at the place where it should be cut. i felt so good and happy then. i mean i know that so what if somebody asked about you. but it doesn't happen quite often with me. so yep! good thing! but then again, i know it's next to impossible. i know for damn sure that my friend doesn't have her msn and vice versa. so yea. that's impossible.

well, usually my dreams were simply forgotten an hour or so after i woke up. seriously. but this one? it was so vivid and short that i could still remember it after having another two hours of nap after that.

When I dream, I am ageless.
--Elizabeth Coatsworth.

wonderful way to start a day... (which began at 530PM ;))

this song too, is a good way to start my day. very lovely and sweet for an early night call to wake up.

Ordinary Day
Vanessa Carlton

Just a day,
Just an ordinary day.
Just trying to get by.
Just a boy,
Just an ordinary boy.
But he was looking to the sky.
And as he ask if i would come along
I started to realize-
That everyday you find
Just what he's looking for,
Like a shooting star he shines.

He said take my hand,
Live while you can
Don't you see your dreams lie right in the palm of your hand

And as he spoke, he spoke ordinary words
Although they did not feel
For I felt what I had not felt before
You'd swear those words could heal.
And as I looked up into those eyes
His vision borrows mine.
And I know he's no stranger,
For I feel I've held him for all of time.

And he said take my hand,
Live while you can
Don't you see your dreams lie right in the palm of your hand
In the palm of your hand.

Please come with me,
See what I see.
Touch the stars for time will not flee.
Time will not flee.
Can you see?

Just a dream, just an ordinary dream.
As I wake in bed
And the boy, that ordinary boy
Or was it all in my head?
Did he ask if I would come along
It all seemed so real.
But as i looked to the door,
I saw that boy standing there with a deal.

And he said take my hand,
Live while you can,
Don't you see your dreams lie right in the palm of your hand
Right in the palm of your hand,
Right in the palm of your hand.

Just a day, just an ordinary day
Just trying to get by.

Just a boy,
Just an ordinary boy.
But he was looking to the sky.
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this morning i had a very bad headache. it's the first time i got a headache in the past couple of months. and for such a bad headache, it's the first time in probably years. the only exception is probably when i'm sick (can't be helped). this headache was all caused by my Photo CD Project. i need to focus on little things and highlighted them, then put hyperlinks and everything else. it's damn irritating. not to mention bad for the eye and for my head. seriously, i almost gave up because of my stupid headache, but i just kept forcing myself. and here i am, having done three people jobs as one person.

let me tell you what. i have another dream! and that's to make sure that the damn magazine does not come out last minute next year! i'll probably apply as editor or sub-editor (IT). but i'll definitely going to be there to make sure the magazine doesn't cock up like this year. never again.
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anyway, i don't really have mood to write now that i've written everything that happened in the past couple of hours (12? 24?). anyway, for you, don't study too hard k? it's not right to study until you cry. although i guess that's just a metaphor you used. i'm sure you aren't studying that hard. all the best for everyone for the coming exam.
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happy belated one month anniversary to my blog! because of the CD, i completely forgot about my blog's anniversary. so here goes, my birthday card for you, Sunset Swirl! and of course, the new design is also your birthday present.



thanks for being my diary all these while. listening to all the crap i've been writing here. i always feel lighter after i write whatever is in my mind here. i guess, writing them here shows that i've accepted whatever that is. otherwise it would never ever reach this writing pad. yes. i know i still keep something just for me. but i guess, i've much less of that now. i don't know that i have actually accepted so many bad things that happened to my life until i started writing in this blog. thanks again, Sunset Swirl, for lightening up my load.

and for my limited readers, thank you for coming here again and again. thanks for willingly reading all sort of rubbish that i've posted here.