so.
: (i) at a house with a family of 20 children. everyone wore flannel for some reason. perhaps it was cold. headed to the city for a festival. impromptu dance off between me and some dude. not sure who won but we danced all over the city..in the courtyard, on sidewalks, at the curbs of fountains.
(ii) then went to this girl's house and she was a pot dealer. this tall african american guy came over and wanted to score some but said it was also dangerous for her to be doing such stuff. she threatened to call her boyfriend 'luudes' on him and he left in a jiffy.
(iii) witnessed a friend telling off her boyfriend and went away making new friends.
(iv) back in the city and saw a dance off between 'epic' dancers and a trio that dressed/moved like michael jackson circa 1984. they jumped off moving vehicles and danced on the streets and rolled on the grass.
(v) back at the weed house and this time it had turned into a video game arcade. but you could still score stuff.
(vi) at family's house for a kinect dance central party. that was mega fun.
(vii) woke up in a hospital. can't remember the rest. :
sleeping next to your phone and recording your dreams on it isn't really a good idea if you can barely see what you're typing and in this case, i should've had auto correct switched on. well, at least i got most of 'em right. but goodness knows what this means : "wotj jis wufe plybgame the phobe."
yep. go figure.
who on earth listens to cap n' jazz on a saturday morning in 2011? urgh. me.
