something is squeezing my skull

i was watching a Korean drama series on 8tv when i noticed that the actors could barely move their faces. it made me wonder whether all those plastic surgeries and botox injections somehow managed to kill their facial muscles and affected their way of thinking, and mine too, because i somehow found their barely-moved faces, steroid-like lips, mirror-like forehead, inflated breasts, and big-as-bus-butts as almost beautiful. natural beauty is the new dodo, that's all i can say.

this is a quote from idontknowwhereigotthisshit:

An article from the Korea Herald states that if you want to be succesful in korea, you have to come from a prestigious college, have good connections, wealth, family background, good looks and the ability to bluff and sugar coat…

for some reason, i found that sad and pitiful......

anyway, i'm pretty sure that at one point of our lives, we had recurring dreams. like me, i've been dreaming this same dream for years now. although it would follow a different path each time i had this dream, it would always have the same ending. i just noticed that i would find myself dreaming the dream if i was upset, felt guilty or just plain restless. weird.

the dream goes like this; 

my family and i were in a castle-like hotel and during the chaos and flurry of activities, i took the liberty to investigate the place all by myself. mind you, i couldn't find my way back to the family's room everytime. i would either find myself in a wrong room, or another adventure came in my way and make me forget about the family at all, although, most of the times, the dream ended with me still trying to find my way back. after that, i would wake up with a headache the size of China and i would be distracted all day because i was too busy thinking about that dream.

so, was the dream trying to tell me something? was it telling me that i'm a lost cause? or maybe it was trying to tell me that i'm the legitimate ruler of this world but i have to go on some quest before the Earth people can finally crown me as their king.

but then, maybe, that's just a sign that i had to stop sleeping after Asar. after all, it could mean nothing. 

whatever it is, it sure bugs the hell out of me.