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Friday, October 22, 2004

N.O.T.I.C.E - SKIP THIS IS YOU WANT TO

okay, i guess this is the last post of the day. dreams part 2.
there's this dream that "haunted" me for a very long time le. derived from the last sentence, you can hereby conclude that the dream, or rather, nightmare, is kinda scary. here goes.

hmmm, i love my gram alot. cuz she was the one watching me grow up. giving me treats. the one who scolded me when i did wrong and praise me when i do something right. The one who embraced me when i was sad.

Then, on the other hand, my sis love my ex maid alot. She was the one to watch my sis grow up. as a result, she's kinda biased. and, normally, from what i observe, maids dun usually get along well with grandmothers. okay..

I dreamt that my ex maid(let's call her Auntie) and my gram as well as I were in Malaysia. I think it was KL. then, as i said, they dun get along very well. my gram said that that's because Auntie "tried to harm me by kicking me when i was young" then i dreamt that...that...that... that... sorry peepz...i cannot juz express it like that. it's kinda an knot that is binding my heart really tightly. i couldnt tell my parents. i had many confilcts wif Auntie. many many that it appears that she hated me. to bits. Then i confided wif my "penpal". guess wad happened? She replied, and the reply was lying around. cuz i was packing and somehow fell asleep. then pesky sister picked up the paper (so coincedental?) cuz she liked the pattern and felt jealous. Seconds later she showed it to Auntie. Auntie read the letter and tot that i was badmouthing her. And we started quarelling. Was i wrong to tell my penpal my troubles? and this "confiding of my troubles" was "madmouthing" in the eyes of Auntie.

sigh. that is one of my burdens that i carried for a long time. i hadnt gave it to God it. I suppose it's high time i give it to Him. yeap. i'm going to do just that.

I promised my fren i wld go cg today. i haf second tots. sighhh...

Life is so RANDOM.
4:29 PM

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