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Let's talk about absurdity.

I had a dream a few days ago. And it was all about how I was given a lift in a mini cooper. Except that the mini cooper wasn't mini at all. When I peeked inside, there was a few rows of chairs, those of you see in movie theatres, and people were all filling up the seats. So funny! It was as though we were all going for a ride together. On that same night I had a nightmare, but when I woke up I only remembered remembering this dream about the colossal mini cooper, lmao.

There was this other time when I was on the bus with alvin and jessie, and I was eating a date. I was offering jessie the date but she refused. So I said, "I know why you don't wanna eat the date, cos you think it looks like a cockroach right!" Then I heard this snigger from a boy in the bus who overheard our conversation, he was laughing about what I said! Then I realised how ludicrous of the idea of date looking like a cockroach. I think I kind of recalled once upon a time in the adolescence when I thought it does resemble the cockroach and I had refused to eat dates. Ey, but they're nice ok, sweet yum!

Ok enough about absurdity. It's 3 am and I'm listening to the mixtape I bought from the two girls selling them along the as6 walkway. I think on that day I was momentarily blissful because I had this musical connection with sharan when we did mp3 exchange during our boring devt lecture. And I also bought 2 mixtapes and the mix of songs are pretty good! The one I'm listening to now has really nice feel-good songs, like those you would wanna sit in the cafe, sip your coffee and feel happy for no particular reason (: Ah, the littlest things that make me happy.

Apart from that, I feel so stupid statistically really. I'm slow in my readings and I need to grasp those concepts soon, gah. Thank god for tutorial I managed to catch up a little bit. And I friggin missed the second genes and soc quiz just because I don't check my nus email very often, dammit, one free mark gone. Have to be on my feet all the time nowwwwwwww.

And, my two anticipated movies this month.

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