Tuesday, September 26
Will it be better this time around?
so i realised i wake up each morning with a slightly different thought. things i used to few towards, things i wanted.. all changes with the waking of a new day.
i was haunted by a frightful memory this tuesday morning. i had a nightmare about an ex. and strangely enough, the dream was nothing but me waiting. patiently and hopeful at first, then it became aimlessly. all i remember was that i was at some golf c0urse, waiting from dusk till dawn.
that may not be a typical nightmare to you, but somehow... it was to me. hmm.. nah you wouldnt understand.
today has been a rather eventful day. there's the dream and then the coincidental msg which got me jumping out of bed. (as u can see, i skipped school again to save the world)
met char for a random trip to the bank and breakfast at some where near serene centre. she got me walking to and fro in search of her scramble eggs. stupid!
then we came home where she pigged out on ice cream and abused me! yes! she ordered me around and self proclaimed that it was her day.
hmm.. thats an additional thing to think about. i shall fill you in on it another day.
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it sucks when it happened last night. when she took her things out of the room and moved to my sister's room.
but yet there's nothing i can do.
