tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16350533721733476012011-11-24T12:45:22.177-08:00meeshellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13690992346740301850noreply@blogger.comBlogger41100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635053372173347601.post-8632524791100296182011-02-22T07:10:00.000-08:002011-02-22T07:33:06.350-08:00I dreamt that......<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">I was studying at a school that has a store which sells muffins<br />specifically the brand 'Choc N Spice'<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tDxCNWhIJCM/TWPWWa8CO7I/AAAAAAAAACc/IV-RCyn7kYs/s1600/chocolatnspice_01.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tDxCNWhIJCM/TWPWWa8CO7I/AAAAAAAAACc/IV-RCyn7kYs/s320/chocolatnspice_01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576536444291398578" border="0" /></a><br />Situation: Complained to the auntie that the muffins shrunk compared to what i ate in reality.<br /><br />Really odd meaningless dream<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635053372173347601-863252479110029618?l=midsummernightdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>meeshellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13690992346740301850noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635053372173347601.post-75991753834152802362011-02-21T07:26:00.000-08:002011-02-21T07:35:19.528-08:00I dreamt that....<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">You never died:(<br /><br />Everything felt so real, like you never left.<br />In there, you woke up from a long sleep. But when i woke up, you are no where to be found<br /><br />Your absence = My heartache<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--Piz5Vid2GE/TWKF0tXpMDI/AAAAAAAAACQ/4Er2ROkaRdo/s1600/cry.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 224px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--Piz5Vid2GE/TWKF0tXpMDI/AAAAAAAAACQ/4Er2ROkaRdo/s320/cry.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576166429216550962" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635053372173347601-7599175383415280236?l=midsummernightdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>meeshellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13690992346740301850noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635053372173347601.post-84300137199819100352011-02-21T07:18:00.000-08:002011-02-21T07:26:47.554-08:00I dreamt that....<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;">I pull a knife out of my leg<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4yMhBc5tMi0/TWKDYlQY1uI/AAAAAAAAACI/3b6KRTXaYcg/s1600/knife.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 265px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4yMhBc5tMi0/TWKDYlQY1uI/AAAAAAAAACI/3b6KRTXaYcg/s320/knife.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576163746979043042" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Location: Unknown<br />Situation: Glass splinters fell on our legs. thinking that its just a small piece of glass embedded in the leg, what was pulled out was a freaking knife. Pain? minimal<br /><br /></div></div><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635053372173347601-8430013719981910035?l=midsummernightdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>meeshellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13690992346740301850noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635053372173347601.post-69214881632834773122011-02-21T07:11:00.000-08:002011-02-21T07:18:52.330-08:00<span style="font-family: arial;">I dreamt that.....</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">You held my hand.<br /></div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FPyg13h3-TM/TWKCC4g8v1I/AAAAAAAAABw/bAsdLsUQ-rc/s1600/hold%2Bme.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FPyg13h3-TM/TWKCC4g8v1I/AAAAAAAAABw/bAsdLsUQ-rc/s320/hold%2Bme.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576162274680029010" border="0" /></a><br />Location: Orchard, Wisma<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635053372173347601-6921488163283477312?l=midsummernightdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>meeshellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13690992346740301850noreply@blogger.com0