Did i say i was yearning to watch stardust for quite awhile so much so that i actually dreamt about it a few days back? The images from the dream are nothing like the real show ( yea i went to watch it last nite, like finally). In the dream, it was about this beautiful model who got married to a random guy, whom i guesssss is a fish monger. They lived in the north pole ( if i aint wrong) because everything i saw in the dream was white. So one morning, the girl went to sell the fish ( i swear i rem there were pola bears) and for some kinda reason, the customer started chasing the girl. She ran and ran until she reached the edge and she slipped off the super tall cliff ( imaging verticle limit) and she actually bounced left and right until she disappeared from sight. I didnt know i am this saddistic, but the two cliffs finally closed in on her and i supposed she got squashed to her death or something.

DUH.

anyways the real show is nice, but not fantastic in my opinion.


you know i am totally sicked of life and yet i still find myself typing this entry in the library ( meaning i still care about my exams). I guess the past 15 years of education had turned me into a tmd wuliao person. fuck it.