I had one of the weirdest dreams ever last night. I dreamt of my old crush. Frankly, it’s too weird for me to dream of him right now because I have been too busy with work to even dream of my own boyfriend.
On another note, the haze been really bad. I’m afraid to even go down for lunch. Thank god for the free food the office ordered in for the best stories award presentation. I had putu mayam and chicken curry. Yum!
I’m hoping that the Govt will come to its senses and declare Emergency already. But as someone working for the media, I doubt I’ll get to enjoy even a single off day this working week. Unless the newspapers stop being printed altogether, I don’t think us poor reporters and subs will enjoy that break. Sigh!
On a happier note, I just completed the long overdue Jamal A’s story. Can’t wait to see it in print. 🙂