I dreamt that I was pregnant...again. I have this weird thing about having dreams relating to pregnancy. It's either I dream my teachers got pregnant or I got pregnant, and all those dreams will end with the same sad ending - labour pains in the hospital or extreme agony upon banging against the table/cupboard.
But this time it's slightly different. I dreamt that I was pregnant but all was fast forwarded to after giving birth. Phew, I didn't have to go through the process of pain again. And nope, I didn't see who my husband was. WASTED. Anyway, I dreamt that I was carrying the baby. I was so worried that I couldn't carry it the right way and end up twisting its neck. Then I went to the kitchen to look for milk. Don't ask me why, but I stupidly put the baby on the table while I added hot water to the milk powder. Then, as if I realised I shouldn't be doing all these things, I went to my mum and asked her how to breast feed. She replied me something like "no need to teach you one, just do it yourself lor". A few seconds before I woke up, I remembered there was this scene where I was looking intently at the baby. It was super cute :)
Hilarious dreams. At least it's better than dreaming someone got into a miscarriage for the 100th time.
I was so elated when I opened up the packet of Fox sweets I bought:
For the first time in my entire life, THERE ARE NO ORANGE ONES!!!! Plus, I had FOURTEEN grape ones. I like the purple and red ones the most. Lucky me :) :)
I saw another interesting thing at Heartland Mall the other day. As all of you would agree with me, babies would usually be crying or screaming nonstop and naughty kids are always running about in public places. But there was just one extraordinary baby who just wanted to lie on his bag and catch some sleep: 
Poor little boy. He must have stayed up late to play toys the night before.
HAPPY CNY! :)
