I can't stop shaking.

... literally.

I just met the biggest ass in my dream/nightmare.

And I beat him up good. With Hwey. Thanks, Hwey. XD

I was at this place that looked like a big filming studio and there were lots of people partying or something. And somehow, I'm at this, sort of, big ballroom/restaurant place, I think as a member of staff. Kitchen, I think.

Suddenly, there were a few actors that walked in and took a seat at the front of the ballroom, taking out their scripts and whatnot. Then I went up to an Alan Rickman look-a-like with a fake tan or something, and asked if they were filming there. And it was like, he was way up there, all high-and-mighty whereas I was way down there, just a 'fan' that was annoying him or something.

So he was like, "Ya ya... ya.." So rude wor. I got annoyed and said that he doesn't have the most basic courtesy in the production business as a professional bla bla bla.. Don't know what the hell I was talking about, but the main point is, I was saying he was ass rude.

He still continued with his 'ya kah..' self and I got pissed off. I flipped and cursed him and he laughed, like I was some amusing toy. So I beat him up. =D

I called out to Hwey to come beat him up too. Haha.

There were times when I felt like I couldn't hit him well enough (it's a dream wert, sure it'll sorta feel like you're hitting blubber), so I kept on hitting and hitting. Don't know how the hell a spatula appeared in my hand also la. *That's why I think I was a kitchen staff*

Then I woke up all unsettled, like my brain was firing neurons all over the place but my body is half awake, and started shaking all over. Stopped 15 mintues after I woke up. All I needed was a little warmth. *huddled in a blanket with tip of the nose on knee*

Haha. I just thought of a tag I could give this post. 'Alan Rickman, fake tan'

But I don't like tags. =)