The guy. You know, the one I dreamt of? Ahem.

Gasp.

He had never, ever, cheated on someone before.

Gasp.

Not his style, he said.

And in true smitten fashion, I did the wrongest thing ever.

I asked, “Will you marry me?”

He laughed.

Gasp.

Not all guys are like that, he said. ‘And that whole “forced me to cheat on you” is a fucking cop out on the guys’ part” in his words.

Gasp.

I better not dream of him again tonight. It isn’t healthy. Hahahahaha.

And I had nicely confessed to him my dream, so it makes him the 2nd person besides me who knows who I dreamt of. Wifey of course, knew(to be fair, I even dreamt of wifey naked before). Had to, cos he wanna read my blog. Haha! I bet he is now as traumatised as I was.

“Are you still hyperventilating” he asked.

“Giggles, no.”

“Phew.”

Anyway. I found the childcare school I gonna enrol Minibean in, after the recommendation from Ethan’s mum. Yay. And I am glad to finally start her in school!