The Squawk Box Debut.

*drum rolls* Introducing the new commentary input section.. The Squawk Box!!!!! *ta-da-da-da* You guys can enter your comments in this new found fella here. . . I know-I know, i haven't been any good in entering blogs for these couple of months. But then, there wasn't much to write on, or, would you prefer to read a blog that's full of mundanes ?

Anyway, back to the squawks.. introductions were made, courtesy of selene. thanks girl! and now, i've got it up =) write! write!

its friday today. . . had dinner with selene last nite and we talked about a few stuff - and guess what!!! ~ i just realise that my life is so.. uneventful! why??? i have totally no idea. its not as if i'm a sick puppy, having to stay at home to be shielded from the weather and stuff. No. I am a perfectly healthy and active individual. I do get to do things - enjoy myself, go on trips and stuff. Just, well, nothing news worthy happens. A good thing ? Maybe - Maybe not.. Or maybe, i just feel that whatever that's happening isn't really news worthy.. *shrugs* i don't know.

or - maybe i should tell you about this horrible dream i had 2 nites ago. well, not as in horrid-horrid, but rather, disgusting-horrid dream. I guess it was triggered off by that long standing orange that was sitting on my desk. Decided to eat it after its been there for about 3 weeks ? -- As I was eating it, i wondered if it'll give me some tummy problems. . but well, i just gobbled it up even with that thought in mind and went on with my work.
Didn't really thought much about it till i feel asleep that nite and went R.E.M.

I dreamt that i was not feeling well, and i threw up a whole bunch of worms. Eeeeewwwww.. they were those fat-looking earth worms; those you see in that Fear Factor, reality tv game show. They were a little pinky too - and no, they didn't wave at me and say hello. But they were still wriggling.. ekee isn't it ? but, surprisingly, in the dream, i was totally calm - i remembered i went- "oh look!" - " i think i'm sick, better go visit the doc", and scooted off.

Strange enough, i realise that i've forgotten to bring any money along when i was on my way there. And, coincidentally, I bumped into my dad, talk about convenience! I asked dad for money - and he gave me 20 bucks. (like its enough!!!) anyway, i took 20 bucks and ran off. I don't think i remembered dreaming of anything after that. . .

a dumb dream isn't it ? and triggered off by a single orange. =)