“Was it a dream?” (part 3)

12 10 2009

From Part 2

She was really there in my dream. Alas, it’s like it wasn’t a dream at all.

And there I was, approaching her to finally grasp my long awaited reward.

For those of you who doesn’t know her, here’s a picture of her.

The girl I dreamt about.

So, using your own imaginations, imagine her wearing the outfit I prescribed earlier. She was simply beautiful, as if she was descended from the elven race itself.

Slowly I headed forward to her, with her standing on a yellow bamboo ladder and I was on the roofs.

She closed her beautiful eyes and tilted her head forward, while her succulent pouty lips were displayed, only for mine to be taken.

As my lips encloses to hers, my heart was incredibly and unexpectedly, calm. I was kind of intrigued, why was I not nervous when I’m about to kiss some super-gorgeous-babe. Guess because it was all a dream huh?

The kiss was only for a little while, but that little while felt like a very long century as passion and excitement was added in it.
Not to brag, but, although it was a dream, we kinda licked each other’s tongue when we kissed.

LOL!

After the short yet long moment passed, she opened her eyes and again looked at me with her seductive doe eyes. I remembered I was saying ” How was it?”.
And did you know what was her response? “Hm..not bad.” while putting up a satisfied face and smiled.
*AWAKE*

And I woke from my dream at 5 am in the morning, the next day. You see, what happened in my dream was so real and convincing, if I could ever NOT wake up from it, I WOULD.

So that was why, I chose the song “Was it a dream?”, as what I went through was totally out of the world and almost seemed like reality, almost to the point wether it was questionable if it was a dream or not.

So, okay then. I guess this is where the story ends haha. Good memories though. Hope someone would adapt it into a manga/comic/novel/anime/drama/ or even a movie! That would be totally schweet!

If you missed the earlier stories, here they are :

Part 1 Part 2

p/s : Hey, wanna know how I looked like in my dream?Check it out.

Me!

Heh, cool huh? Well, not really the same but almost. Now here’s another 30 Seconds To Mars’ song for you, called “A Modern Myth”.

Why? Enjoy it first, and I’ll tell you the next post. See ya.

p/s: More pictures below the video.

Pics depicting more details of my dream (well, almost).

Another angleAlso another angleAmber

Me(2)Me(3)

Me(4)



I don’t wanna break anybody’s heart, anymore.

5 10 2009

We live in a very complex world. Sometimes, at SOME TIMES, we may make mistakes that we do not realize and other people does. And that other people just doesn’t have the heart to tell us about it.

Yesterday, I just confessed to my house mates (now ex-house mates) that I deliberately,sigh…( I really don’t wanna type this, but here goes ) FAILED MY RE-SIT EXAMS AND COULDN’T PROGRESS TO UNDERGRADUATE.

Yeah, since I’m telling the World Wide Web ( technically, the whole world ) about it, I might just capitalize everything so that it’s convenient for them to read.

I wanted to write the story here, but I think what happened at 2A,TTS 4/8, stays at 2A,TTS 4/8.

This would be a story only known between some UNMC friends and I.

To my house mates, I’m sorry for everything, since moving into the house, and until I left the house.

To my one and only room mate, I’m sorry for making you mad or making you uncomfortable living in a room together with me. I could only pray for you that you would have a better room mate than me. Thanks for all the things you’ve done for me and all the stuff you paid for me (especially the car petrol).

To the house leader, aka E**y, I can’t thank you enough for advising me through and through, without any hesitation. You really taught me how to discipline myself. And I’m sorry for all the mess that I caused and my calculative attitude about my car’s petrol.

To the Suzuki TXR 150 Panther owner, aka L****n, if you did shed tears after I left the house, I couldn’t forgive myself enough for doing that. Because of my mistake, I literally broke your heart. I’m so sorry buddy, I hope you could forgive me for all my sins towards you.

And thank you all this while, for letting me ride on your motorcycle. I would not forget it, as it was my first clutched motorcycle that I rode and eventually became good at handling clutches.

To the Naza Suria & EX-5 owner, aka F***i, I’m sorry if I did hurt your heart. I know who are not the type that shows his feelings, so if I did something that made you hurt, I could only beg for your forgiveness. Thanks a lot too for showing me around your home town and thank your family for me too, because of their hospitality and those delicious seafoods your mom and grandma cooked. I won’t ever forget you.

Last but not least, to my Northern friend, K***i, we may not chat much or get along much, but sometimes you’re cool and simple, which I find as one of a good way to live a life. Once again, I apologised if there was any hurtful things that I’ve said or did to you. I hope someday, we’ll have a chance to really know each other better.






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