You know something's wrong with you when you get whacked out dreams.
ANd my whacked out dreams always either include running away from a 3D-cartoon octopus (into a limo, no less) or dating someone.
In this case it was actually Bieber.
No joke.
Like, I was joking the last time I fangirled about him, (although Samuel Fang kept saying I was really fangirling about him, but since when has he assumed something correctly? And he assumes so many things about me which aren't true, I think he should never get a career in the fortune telling area. But that doesn't make him a bad person, necessarily.)

Anyway.
I swear it was just weird. It was this competition thing, like The Amazing Race, or something, yet everyone was just focusing on screaming at Bieber. And I was like, "Uh, whatever." And tried to focus on actually completing the race, but he came into my group and just linked arms with me (I know, -.-) and walked.
... It gets better.
Then it turns out all the fangirls can suddenly disappear because in the next scene they were gone, and where were Bieber and I? New York City. Okay I don't know if it was NYC but it was this posh glam place and hotels were everywhere.
... Okay it probably wasn't NYC.
And I remember in my mind, I wanted to call him Bieber, but I thought it'd be rude, so I had to call him Justin. And he was really nice. -shrugs-
And from what I remember, he was a nice height, the height I like my boyfriends to be. Hmm. Funny how that doesn't work, because Bieber is shorter than I am. I think. Whatever.
So I suspect halfway through I was actually dreaming of someone else. But it is true that Bieber was there for the first half. The fangirls too. I swear.

Strange dreams.
I think there's something wrong with my tablet. (Everyone: You THINK?!?!?!?!?!) Yeah I should go and fix it soon. Again. I think the motherboard's burnt too, like Nina's. You just never know, eh. Anyway there're so many problems with this shizz, I think I should just follow what the TA said, and throw my bloody tablet away. I don't need it for Sec 4 anyways.
Lights knows how many times it's blue-screened on me.

Okay I should wrap this up.
Don't make a lame joke out of this, Haseena. -.-