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It started out with a kiss, how did it end up like this? 

I've been having really strange dreams recently. And, as odd as they get, I really enjoy them. I don't want to share them because they're very much private but I decided to give the gist of some and leave the details privy to myself.

One that really struck me was that I was going out with one of my female friends. Had my first kiss with her. It's not the fact that I was going out with a female that bothered me, it was the fact that it was that friend. There's nothing wrong with her and there's nothing I have against her... It's just that she wasn't someone in mind if I went out with females. Hmm.

That dream swerved into another dream altogether, where I had an awkward first relationship with a boy and it's cute in that primary school way. I don't think we were that old, maybe in secondary one or two.

The dreams I had yesterday night and today morning tops even those. I don't exactly remember the first few parts but I know I lived in a HDB flat, on the fourth floor. There was an instance I was dying my hair in public (like, what the hell, right?) and everyone was laughing at me although I looked fine, as least in a mirror reflection of myself.

I just couldn't figure out why they kept laughing at me. Sigh.

That developed into another scene where I was trying out wedding gowns in preparation for my own wedding. No, not a real "Oh, I love you so much that I have to marry you!" kind of wedding but more like we were marrying because it had advantages and benefits. I remember I was supposed to be rebelling again my country or wherever I was, we were supposed to destroy the country from inside. (Very Hunger Games inspired, hmm.)

My groom was good looking, I remember that detail but I don't remember how he looks like, if I even got to see him at all. They had racks and racks of dresses. I had a weird hairstyle in the beginning of the trying session but it changed into something decent afterwards. Hmm.

That's about it.

Feels like I gave it all away but nah. The slightest of details are the clearest in my head, really. It's almost crazy how I can remember those stupid little things no one would. My dreams usually don't end where I remember them until- I usually don't remember the starts and ends of my dreams. Nothing unusual, I expect.

This is one of those posts I didn't plan out beforehand, so I'm pretty much just rambling.

Oh, yes! This is a strange thought but if I ever cosplay Joker, I'm going to do the version after he was shot in the head, where he had the strange robe. Just finished a volume on with that version of him inside and I'm like, "YEAH, JOKER!". I've preached on how much I like Batman before but seriously, I don't really like Bruce Wayne. Sigh, that man.

Joker, on the other hand, has always been one of my favorites, if you overlook the fact that he kills on a frequent, probably obsessive basis. But I guess that's just it. I just love how he knows madness can't be explained, can't be broken down into comprehensive bits and fed to the public like information and knowledge. On the other hand, Batman is still trying to make sense of it all.

Don't like it when they make Joker look like a joke but I accept and acknowledge that Joker has a lot of sides and faces. As Batman said himself, it's as though Joker constantly reinvents himself, every single time he comes back. I love it when Joker is sinister and dark, almost like BBC Sherlock's Moriarty in which he has a plan all concocted out, just waiting for Batman to stumble upon it. It's all great fun, really, reading Joker.

Am I disturbed that I like a super villain who practically takes pride or simply dismisses every death caused by his hands?

Well, frankly, yeah. The more moral person would be shaking his/her head at me, asking me what kind of person I am. Hmm. I don't have any excuses but I suppose comic books and stories are simply a form of entertainment to me and are too fabricated to allow my mind to connect it to the reality we live in.

For Hunger Games, apart from the aspect of the games -which is essentially everything the book is without the political bit, really but-, it's things that are easily connected to the world today or in history. Starvation, famines, loads of people dying,  an oppressive ruler. Call up examples like Hitler, Stalin, Saddam Hussein and there you have it.

Costumed villains and vigilantes fighting battle after battle, putting cities and the world in jeopardy?

That's a little hard to associate reality to, so I pretty much keep them separate. Besides, in my country, it's pretty dang safe and nothing happens around here, which I'm grateful for. There.

Anyway, I probably won't every cosplay Joker because one, I have no balls for it (literally and figuratively but more of the latter because I think cosplaying a male character while you're a female is perfectly fine...) and two, I'm too terrified I'll screw him up. It's going to be real tough to get his mouth/smile and forehead right.

If I were to cosplay anyone from the comic book universe... (Well, actually, at this point, I'm not really into cosplay. I just enjoy looking from afar- don't think I'll ever participate. Hypothetically speaking, if you will.) It'll definitely be Harley Quinn. I love that girl and partly because I do think sometimes, love is psychotic. How else can you explain all the crazy things people do in the name of love? Their abstract notion of love, anyway.

...I'll need a smoking hot body first. That girl is hella sexy. Haha.

Ugh. I started playing Maple again, even though I told myself I wouldn't. Gah. See how little my words mean even to myself? Haha. Ah, well. I'm even thinking of writing fanfiction about Maple but that's a bit too much, I think. Well, that and I'm supposed to be finishing a story I started a long time ago. I'm about one quarter way through, actually, which is a good progress compared to anything before. Too bad my progress isn't consistent.

Alright.

Will be off to Maple then!

That's all.