So I don't get to say this everyday, thankfully! Last night, I dreamt that I committed suicide because my mom was annoying me. Are you kidding me, subconscious?!!! In my dream, I was on some kind of diet and my mom kept taunting me with her mee goreng so I went straight home and slit my wrists! It was like that scene in The Royal Tenenbaums but I was on the couch instead of the toilet (it was quite dramatic, I felt kinda sad) and okay here's the disgusting part, it wasn't blood that came out of my wrists... It was soya sauce and little spots of wasabi, what the hellz!!! So disgusting.
Really!!!?? Oh dream weavers, I'm not THAT emotionally unbalanced! Good grief. In other news, my face is full-on bearded now and I can't decide if it's attractive or just a little psycho.
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