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Thursday, February 26, 2009

NIGHTMARE!


OMG. for the first time in idk how many years, i actually dreamt while i was sleeping - and it was a nightmare at that. sighs. what an unfortunate thing. i dreamt that one day i walked to my house and tried to open the gate, but no matter how i tried, the key wouldn't fit in. so i rang the doorbell and out came someone i didn't know! i asked who that person was and he said he was the owner of the house. and i got a shock. i asked about the previous people who lived there and he said that there was none! he had been living there for over 40years! omgomgomg. that's very sad.

and that's also one of my fears - that i wouldn't have a home to return to. as it is, home is cold and empty. almost literally like a hotel cause when i'm at home, there's rarely anybody else. and in the future, i'm afraid that i won't find a home that i will call my own. i honestly don't want to live alone when i grow older. but i have a feeling that i'll never get married, unless it's ______ (go and guess yourself). so the next best thing is to cohabit with someone that loves me. and YES - i've told my mum already. she was a little shocked at first but she finished with the line "i kind of expected it to happen". it's alot like my nature, a little wild, carefree but at the same time if i know what i want, i'll know how to take care of myself and no one can change my mind - unless something major happens. so if that "something major" happens and one day i get married, that guy must be one goddamn wicked man. (*wicked is American slang for something/someone so damn extremely great that a positive word fails to express this greatness)

right, breakfast and then back to writing that nightmarish report. those people have gotten nicer and they've been offering to do things and what not crap. i thank God for it. cuts a load off my shoulders. i'm definitely NOT expecting an apology from them because it doesn't really matter. but what i don't like about what they are doing now is that they are giving excuses to justify themselves on why they were blatantly accusing me of things i've never done. EXCUSES DO NOT WORK WITH ME DEAR SENIORS. THEY ARE ONE OF THE THINGS THAT I HATE THE MOST. even though i give excuses at times, i'm trying not to give them anymore. it's called ACCOUNTABILITY for my own actions. i still do give excuses at times, i admit - but Man is never fallible. we are all learning.

i'm trying to decide what to eat for breakfast now. and then i've also decided that after writing the report, i'm going to watch slumdog millionaire and 海角七號 to reward myself for all the hard work i've done. going to stream them now! :D muahaha.

BYE! :P