It's so annoying when you've just woken up from a dream and you can't really remember what it was. Bits of it would run through your mind for a minute or two like a messed up slide show. After that, the slides just burn into ashes. It would be weird if we could actually remember every single detail of our dreams. We'd eventually get confused with what's real and what's not. Right? They should make a movie about that. Title: "Dreaman".

What's more annoying is the fact that I actually make it a point to remember my dreams but I always forget. Last night I dreamt about something silly and random. The only slide I manage to salvage from the dream-killing-monster in my head was the one where my sister knocked on a door and Junewong answered, half awake, with heavy make-up on her face.


Went to Nottingham for the Malaysian games last week. It was nice to see so many Malaysians crammed in a place. There were moments where I thought I was in a Malaysian University.


It was a day trip thingy, so I didn't have much time hanging around snapping pictures. It was great fun though, meeting up with old friends.


I really should have taken more pictures around the Nottingham University campus. They've got a spectacular campus. Lakes. Trees. See, it would have been easier if I could just upload a picture.