once upon a wednesday;
him: “so where do you live?”
me: “??” *looking puzzled*
him: “i saw you around here before and was wondering where you live..”
me: “urmm..i’m gonna answer your question with a question, so you have to answer my question first.”
me: “what is the title track of fergie’s debut single when she first went solo from black eyed peas?”
(wow. i was actually trying to gauge his age using a music question. wayy subtle, ay).
him: *starts to guess random song names*
(unfortunately, all his guesses were wrong).
and the car moves and somehow stopped at a parking lot.
him: “so we both won’t (do or) be like anything else after this?”
(be? what is there to be?)
me: “urmm.. you’ll see me around here, i guess.”
(and that is if i am ever around here. but that’s a big hint already and i can’t say more -it’s not my style).
and then someone was parking (or showing me how to park).
and then i woke up.
LOL at the random dream.
even in my dreams i’m bitchy and flighty at the same time!
(but i saw his face. he has good cheeks with thick black hair).
(and my heart would have beaten a little faster if he asked for my number, huhu. wait. eww~ *background vomiting sounds*)
okay. (that was random).