Incest i am

a dream. a horrible one. when i was driving back from kl.

okay, not exactly driving. just at the back seat; sleeping.

i dream that i was an incest. OH GOD. it was horrible. seriously. and it was multiple times.

MULTIPLE TIMES.

oh god.

i actually woke up swearing. silently of course; for there was PI* in front. (PI : Parental Interference. introduced to me by selina wilson for phone purposes)

so yes. horrible one. let's not go into the details of who it was.

(hint : well, my cousins are pretty awesomely hot)

ANYWAY.

why is everyone going off to college so freaking soon???

and if they aren't going some are actually fretting so much as to where they would end up and where and what website to go to to get that scholarship?

these people don't even need to find for scholarships seriously speaking.

they will just have to WAIT and they would find a scholarship literally knocking on their door.

okay maybe not literally.

but still.

well, as far as i'm concerned my dreams of psychology are pretty near the two words you often hear in fairytales : THE END.

what with a conservative dad and a good teammate called mom.pffft.

i'm pretty much waiting for God to fall from heaven and give me a solution. I believe there will be. it is just a matter of time.

I HAVE FAITH.

i realized something that i have to change in myself just now and it was overwhelming. i'm currently in happy mode.

lucky parents. (one of these days i know i'm going to get it from them seeing that i'm having mood swings whenever i feel like it. well, i can't help it can i now?)

:)