Tuesday, September 27, 2005

catch me if you can

My mom caught me sneaking a puff of cigarette in my dream last night. It happened in a cafe place and I was trying to get away from my mom to light up. I was about to borrow a lighter from this guy at the far end of the place but she managed to follow me and catch up to me and it was over.

She said something along the line that it was my life and I could do whatever I wanted but that smoking is still bad and she just walked away teary-eyed.

I don't think I ever got that smoke.

I feel extremely bad right now.