RIGHT!
I'm gonna blog about the strange dream I had last night. If Meat Market and Circus wasn't bad enough.. this tops the list of strange.

I DREAMED I WAS FXCKING GETTING MARRIED.

Okay, it started with me sitting in a room with Nut, Shari and SJ and we're trying to fit on a wedding dress (that, by the way, looks fxcking hideous) on me.
After it gets on they go on and on about how great I look and start to usher me out. Meanwhile, I'm having second thoughts.. I particularly remember me thinking "Why am I getting married NOW?".
Anyway, I convince Nut, Shari and SJ to run off with me and we don't attend the reception (which was at 6PM.. which was exactly the time I want to have my REAL reception).
We return at around 10PM to my Dad saying "Well, at least we can still have a midnight party!" which is REALLY weird coming from my Dad.
My REAL Dad will tell me "WHY ARE YOU GETTING MARRIED AT ONLY 20!?" or "WHY CAN'T YOU BE RESPONSIBLE AND ATTEND YOUR OWN FXCKING WEDDING?!"
SO! I go up to my Mum and say "Do you want me to get married?"
And she says "It's what you want, isn't it??"
And I say "I don't know"
After which, I wake up to my sister asking me "Mum asks if you want lunch?"

Then, I lie in bed with my eyes closed praying real hard to God to make the dream just another figment of my overly wild and free imagination.