The racist in me.

According to Ah Boy, I have a racist in me. Guess he deduced it from my very weird dream.

Yesterday I was exhausted from my 2 and a half hours badminton game after my 3 hours of work, and I crashed onto my bed.

And I had the weirdest dream.

I dreamt there was this barbeque event. ( I think this get-together must be due to the Raya and all the open houses that are around, which I haven't been attending cause I'm vegetarian.) And we were all in an open space. And then there was this barbeque pit. So there was this one Malay dude (Firdaus or Khalil, can't remember) who was frying these things. These DICED BACON OMELETTES. Yes, bacon.

And everyone around was totally enjoying it. And mind you, it was all Malays, except for me and this one other person. And NO ONE notices that they're eating friggin bacon. They're all just enjoying their meal.

So I was enjoying it, and then I whispered to this only-non-Malay person, "Do these people realise they're eating BACON?". The person snickered and replied, "Yaaa....oh well, it's good stuff."

And for some weird reason, the moment we talked about it, it suddenly dawned on everyone that they're eating BACON. Then they all started screaming! A riot broke out!

And for some funny reason I can't remember what happened after that.

Until a realisation dawned on me. I am vegetarian. I shouldn't have been eating those omelettes either.

I MUST proclaim this. This does not mean anything, nor do I mean to offend anyone. It was a dream, a really weird one. And I daresay I am not a racist. My parents and grandparents have issues, but I'm pretty much okay with race, so long as you let me be me.

I just thought I'd share with you my really hilarious dream. Sorry if you got offended.