A PUN-ning Pan! =)

This is a rare time when its 230am in the morning, on a Monday, and I'm feeling happy. Which is weird, totally unfamiliar. But..I'm not complaining! =) Most of the time, the monday blues are so potent, they remind me of a bout of pms. Now, I can think of 4 reasons why i'm feeling pretty good! First, I talked to a jc friend over msn about some pretty personal stuff, and it was really nice. As in, there was no pretense. genuine. =) It was indeed great to know her better, though she is now so far in Aust. Funny how in jc we never did talk very serious stuff, as far as i can recall, but somehow we actually did talk about some personal stuff over msn. I guess the fickle little finger of Fate does chance upon at different times. Nevertheless, it makes me really happy to be closer to her emotionally despite the physical distance. Second, yesterday at church, I was making an announcement to the sunset congregation about the youth camp. So despite many chances to speak to larger groups of people, especially during project presentations in school...boy..I was this stuttering idiot. In my nervousness, I made a not very sensitive remark. Hahaz..the target age group for the youth camp is 13 to 25..and so I said, "although I can see most of you seated are really out of the age group"..and that "this camp is guarrenteed to be fun because it is not organised by adults". The second comment drew a few constipated looks on the largely middle-aged to menopausal aged adults...I could see it so clearly. And later I thought that was really quite rude but again the looks on their faces..Priceless! Oh no..but again I was thinking..SHIT! Thats the problem with words coming out of the mouth..you cant retract them! Ahh..so much for my fat flopping mouth, which moved faster than my turtle brain. hey..i regretted saying that okay! Hee..but a little gleeful at the thought of those looks! Third, I have my werther's Original sitting beside me now. Did I say leave the saccharine sweetness to the ants?? Hmm..ah..let me be a hypocrite this time. I love werther's Original. Its the best, so seductively sweet..brings so much new perspective to the big "O". Oh no..its in my melting in my mouth now..the sweetness of it all swirling and frolicking in it..but evil me dictates that all good things must come (no pun!!), and must really end. And so I decide to crunch and pulverise the remainder with my teeth! whee~Hell knows no fury like a woman's wrath..muaahhhaa.. hahahzz..okie change topic..thats so anti-climatic (in all sense of the word) lest all you horny unicornies are going to accuse me for being horny. Which I daresay 99% of the time, it is like the case of the pot calling the kettle black-er. For which I am so not, and the other 1% is because we are on the same level, so you cant judge me! So you, go face the wall and self-reflect. And if the need arises( i say no pun! no pun!!), you may wanna try repentence. =) Fourth, a very very weird dream. Weird as in happy weird, not freaked out weird. You know the guy fron eye-for-a-guy, Wai? As in the Rachel Lee's episode? Yep, I dreamt of WAI. And don't ask me WAI not Sivert or the other guy..Michael? I like Wai that kind, and since I dun harp much about guys, okay..at least on my blog, please give the AIR-headed some AIR-time. He's really extremely sexy, those eyes, the way they look. Madness. He's so poised, manly, secure, confident. Reaally, he seems super intriguing to me. Totally dig that kinda feel. And yes, I think he does seem intellectual, which adds truckloads to his attractiveness. If your eyeballs are like stuck to the ceiling, or rolled to the back of your head, I suggest you bring them down. Now. Okay..shall continue my delirious dream..I dreamt that we were running across Chinatown. I dunno why..it was not the running happily in the rain that kind. But running for our lives. Its so ridiculous, I dun even know what sense to make out of it, except non-sense. But funny thing is I was like dam ecstatic, running for my life, which is totally HUH?! Come to think of it, I probably drew inspiration from those bollywoody shows where everyone who has a pair of legs must run and dance all over the place, with a mind boggling silly-surprised look on the face. So basically, we were running, and I had that eyebrows-on-the-hairline look, minus the hundreds of people that run exact harmony as us. But never mind, I recalled being a happy person then. Okay..i digreess..Oh..forgot to mention that in-my-dreams, he was holding my hand. Hahaz..! That explains the happy part ya? And now, I wanna meet Wai!But..ah..what is the chance? I'm postively going nuts. Its good to have ridiculous dreams of this sort, makes life more interesting. This time, definitely not running along Chinatown. Waaaaaiiii?!