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time machine / Sunday, June 15, 2008

i had this weird dream. not your ordinary silly-make-no-sense kind of dream. i knew every single one of them in the dream. my friends and maybe some distant friends.(i don't know how to address them as anymore). it almost felt real. i was so sure i heard the voice clearly in my head. i could even type for you the conversation that was going on. and what with the tops they're wearing? it's exactly what each of them actually used to wear. what if it's a dejavu? a sign? my heart pounded so hard and i was sweating in my dream!!!i know it sounded so lame and all but it really hit me so hard coz i must admit this is the very first dream that actually made sense to me. i woke up with knees wrapped up tightly to my body and i cried like an idiot. i'm so paranoid. dumbass.
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