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QUESARAH

Desktop Confessional

Thank gawd for potong stim.

Saturday, January 03, 2009

I woke up from a disturbing dream. I dreamt that a good friend and I decided to hook up and the venue of choice was this dingy ass hotel in Bangsar (which does not actually exist). While we were at the reception, which for some reason doubled as a coffee shop/hawker place, a group of our friends suddenly came in for after-clubbing supper and we quickly made excuses that we were just here for supper too and joined them.

At this point I woke up and was really fucking thankful for interfering friends, even in dream land.

Lesson here: no more Snakebites for me at night. It only causes dreams that I never want to have.

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