Thursday, March 01, 2007

Having one is scary. Having two is ... (edited)

I don't understand why, among all things, I have to dream about him again! No, this time he wasn't a student nurse who's in the same cohort as me; it's ALOT WORSE!

I frickin' dreamt that he was my cousin!!

Trust me guys, the most sickening part of the dream has yet to be told. He's supposed to be my cousin right? And guess what? I bloody had an intimate relationship going on with him (ya'll can be of great help by adding puking sound effects now).

He was a member of some dance club (just like Brian-my cousin) and he coaxed me to sign up and audition for his dance club (like how Brian asked me to join FB in Sem 1). So I assume, in this dream of mine, he's supposed to be Brian. HAHAHAHA!

Lemme clear up something first; my cousin, unlike him, is not a player. I highly doubt Bri would flirt up with a girl, get all comfy with her and then just ditch her aside. Nah, he's too much of a gentleman to do such a despicable thing. Besides, I trust him to be someone who takes relationships seriously and is not one of those bastards who pick out any random girl to please himself.


ANYWAY.....!!!!!!!!!!

Imagine me getting all lovey-dovey with Brian






Eeeeeewwwwww....!!!!!!


I don't mean it in a bad way, but c'mon lah... we're related! The thought of it is just gross! Much more gross than visualising your own parents having sex (I shudder at that sinful thought). OMG!! Hardcore incest man... I'M SERIOUSLY TURNED-OFF. But hey, it's not as bad as what happened in "The curse of the golden flower". The Empress had an affair with her step-son (the first Prince) and the first prince, unknowingly, had a very steamy affair with his own lil' sis.

*eurk* ohmygod!

I shall be honest, yeah? I do still think about him from time to time. So why can't I dream about him walking up to me with that to-die-for smile, which reveals his adorable dimples, and then ask me out for a day at the beach or something? If that's too much to ask for, I'll gladly settle for him just sitting beside me on a bench in Lincoln Park during the winter sharing a cup of warm cocoa and marshmellows.

Why can't I have normal, PG dreams?!