ms-vindicta

i know i said i wouldn’t be back till friday (the pile of notes on my desk are beckoning me over) but i absolutely have to blog this because it’s so bizarre!

i had a sexual dream last night.  

ok, technically it wasn’t last night cause it was about 7 in the morning today that i had it.
i was studying on my bed when i fell asleep.

and well, it was a three-way sex thing, involving me, a blogger ( i won’t say who it is), and *coughs* my sister.

I KNOW. like WTF? my sister?!

so apparently we three were at goodwood park hotel. i spied the name of the hotel before i went in so i’m quite sure it is.

i’ve never been there in real life before though.

so we were navigating through the maze of hotel rooms, trying to find ours when we *gasp! spotted our aunt.

i have no idea what she was doing there alone but at least she didn’t have a guy with her and a guilty look on her face. 

when she saw us, she walked over, gave the blogger ( i shall call him b) a onceover and then asked us what we were doing.

smartypants me told her we were doing a school project on goodwood park hotel, and that b was our interviewee for the day, only, i was stuttering the whole time.

of course the aunt shot us a suspicious look, but she didn’t say anything else, and just left.

so me, b, and the sister proceeded to our hotel room.

instead of ripping all our clothes off and engaging in a romp, b and i decided to go grocery-shopping instead, and leave the sister in the room.

once again, very WTF. i know.

so we made our way to the supermarket, (there was one in the hotel premises) and i recall we had a lot of fun there, grabbing a whole chicken (though i don’t eat chicken), swinging it around and making a mess out of the whole place.  

i think i enjoyed that part of the dream most. (some of you might be thinking i’m lying but i’m not lah!)

so after we bought our groceries, b and i headed back to the hotel room.

the sister was lying on the bed fully-clothed. we dropped the bags of shopping and well, got onto the bed.

here, i recall the sister was quite shy, so she volunteered to let me and b go ahead first.

feeling all weird because the sister was there, i took off my clothes, and b his.

and then just as we were about to get cosy, my alarm rang.

what perfect timing. 

still, i’m kind of relieved i woke up before anything happened because shit, the whole sister watching thing was freaking me out.

and that was that.

for the record, i’ve never had sexual dreams involving people i know.

most of the times, it’s just celebrities whom i think are hot.

no, johnny depp hasn’t been featured yet, such a pity.

 but anyway, when i told the boyfriend abt the dream, this was what he had to say:

words blocked out cause they’re only meant for my eyes.

typical boyfriend behavior isn’t it?

he then launched into a "you must have dreamnt of b cause you were thinking about doing it with him subconsciously" talk, which is utter bullshit cause WALAO, i was flooding my head with nothing but Public Relations shit.

 but oh well, it’s just a dream.

now you guys see what too much PR can do to you.

time to hit the notes!