Some of them want to use you, Some of them want to get used by you, Some of them want to abuse you, Some of them want to be abused

Sweet dreams are made of this 

I had this thought about how swell it would be to meet the person whom you had flashed your highlights to indicate that he/she had forgotten to switch on her headlights. What a interesting it would be to meet the people whom you done good morale boosting gestures without expecting anything in return.

Another was that when I was watching a family celebrating their lil' daughter's birthday and this was the age that the parents usually blow it out for them as they do not understand the term 'blow' just yet. So at what age is the normal median age that we as kids learn how to blow our own candles. Can anyone remember?

Blow the cake sweetie! Blow it honey! (in their mind they're probably saying to themselves "ok let's not say that too often as it sounds kinda profane".)

Ok let us do it for ya this time but I'm not blowing your cake next year hopefully.

As seem in the same movie about a murderous sleepwalker who somehow killed his mother-in-law and running to the police station saying that he might have killed someone but he has no memory of it all. He thinks he might have sleepwalked, took his wife's set of keys, drove all the way to his in laws, took a tyre iron hammered away his mother-in-law and he'd even strangled his father-in-law. All this happened in his sleep. And his attorney had found out that there might be a link to hereditary form his ancestors as there were tales of them sleepwalking. And there was this part of recording him during his sleep and they say that sleepwalking happens in stage 4 of the 5 stages in our sleeping process. It was so interesting yet weird and horrifying to see the eyeballs moving left and right repetitiously and he was sound asleep.

So I noted to myself that when the day I do own a video camera, I would at least experiment to record myself in my sleep. Then the eerie feeling that it wasn't a good idea. Imagine when you are reviewing the recording and you see something you wish you hadn't. (real spooky~ the hair on my arms and back are all standing at this very moment)

Whilst watching the so interesting and trivial sleepwalking murderer. I myself was falling into the mood of sleeping as well. I soon found myself struggling to open my lids and was awoken by the sound of a pastor preaching on a Christian program which followed after the movie. Damnit! It felt so s**tty not knowing how the movie ended and what was the conclusion to it. I think I sleepwalked all the way to my bed soonafter. But could it have happened if I did remember to blog it down? Hmm...

Nip/tuck is on tonight! And it's another hour of crazy, out-of-this-world behaviors and events. Happens only in Hollywood huh?

Currently listening to: By myself, Linkin park
Am feeling: Like an old man.