<meta name='google-adsense-platform-account' content='ca-host-pub-1556223355139109'/> <meta name='google-adsense-platform-domain' content='blogspot.com'/> <!-- --><style type="text/css">@import url(https://www.blogger.com/static/v1/v-css/navbar/3334278262-classic.css); div.b-mobile {display:none;} </style> </head><body><script type="text/javascript"> function setAttributeOnload(object, attribute, val) { if(window.addEventListener) { window.addEventListener('load', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }, false); } else { window.attachEvent('onload', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }); } } </script> <div id="navbar-iframe-container"></div> <script type="text/javascript" src="https://apis.google.com/js/platform.js"></script> <script type="text/javascript"> gapi.load("gapi.iframes:gapi.iframes.style.bubble", function() { if (gapi.iframes && gapi.iframes.getContext) { gapi.iframes.getContext().openChild({ url: 'https://www.blogger.com/navbar/3533930322916851477?origin\x3dhttp://chokeoncaviar.blogspot.com', where: document.getElementById("navbar-iframe-container"), id: "navbar-iframe" }); } }); </script>
This is a world of dreams and reverie, where I felt the stars explode around me. A grass blade flashed with a gleam as it slashed open a moonbeam, and I stared back breathlessly. As mountains of fruit tumbled out, I barely had the chance to shout; a lingonberry avalanche crashed over me.
.

title: I hate my laptop, I need a MacBook
Sunday, 8 February 2009 AT 9:27 pm


(Us at Thu's for birthday celebrations)

I had this completely amazing dream last night that was not Big Bang related.
Just the fact that it hasn't got the boys in it already makes it out of the ordinary. (Ooh err hang on, they might have been there right in the front bit, just not the main parts...oh well)
Point is, He was in it.
I do get like that sometimes; I can go by for ages without a single thought of him, then he'd suddenly do something online on Facebook or whatever and I'd be reminded of his existence again. Sometimes it hits me so strongly that he even invades my personal LaLaLand. Like say, last night, for instance. I was quite happy with my little slumber (with or without Big Bang, I can't be sure), and then in he pops looking great as usual, smirky and mischievous just the way I like it. And err well...
I'm not going into details here, it's not really any rated stuff, just enough to make me feel extremely fluttery and squishy and happy with life in general.
Well, till someone crashed in and started waking me up. -_________-
My god, it's been years since That Incident, when am I ever going to get over him? Am I ever even going to? I reckon it's the regret; I still catch myself bopping me on the head internally when I think about it. If only I'd followed along, after all I'd already made the first damn move, and its supposed to be the most difficult but I'd crashed right through it. Only to step down after that, because of a friend.
What the fuck was I thinking? I seriously think I gave the term "young and foolish" a whole new level of meaning back then. Oh the possibilities....aiish.



Note to self:
Finish BB fic for Jun-kun! x