last night i had this dream. i can still remember it as clearly as my hand infront of me...
i dreamt that my mom's having another baby again. at her age of 43. it was an accident. when i heard about it i was so damn pissed. i knew i was being mean but i told her to abort or give it up for adoption or something. anyways, the kid was still born. i clearly wasn't too happy about it's birth. i was frustrated. can't she see that there's so many other things involved other than love? at this juncture everyone must think im an asshole. im not. i could remember myself carrying that small crying baby into my arms and it started smiling and laughing and gurgling and dribbling all over me and my mom said i was it's favourite person or something. so anyway, i yelled at my mom. i told her that supporting three of us is already so difficult to handle and even if she could we probably won't be able to pay the extra expenses of keeping another person in the house. i added that in case she didn't realise, by the time she's 63, the fella would only be a tender age of 20. (look, i was damn pissed in my dream. can't expect me to be sublte when im pissed right?) then it was like flash to a room full of couples and there's this little voice in my head that said 'they're waiting for hope to arrive'. then it's like i saw this couple with the baby and walking off. and they were happy and the kid was happy.

ok.. i know this dream is like kinda weird and dumb but im damn sure there's a moral behind it! not gonna mention it here cuz it's strange. anyway, according to the general knowledge expert (or so he says), daryl, i probably wasn't sleeping well cuz people who don't sleep well tend to remember their dreams. horrible horrible....