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//Sunday, December 7, 2008 6:35 PM
dreams n dreams..hahaha
it was juz so weird today..wats weird is actuali my dream..but it was fun
havin dat dream..a dream where all those people i noe n im missing hell lots, is in there...damn!it was alot alot alot of fun..how i wish i neva woke up from dat dream..drowning in dreams r alot more beter than facing reality..dats the truth.. guess dat my hepy moments oni exist in dreams?shud b true i tink..we were havin simply enjoyment in there..ppl i noe,love n miss a lot is in there..namely:my darlings SMIQA,fhareha(my syg),my dearest scandal(holmes),my group of specialist(faiza,haziq,riyan,hyrul,faiz,brian,petra,zu,dao,fik),stright teeth ma'am(fiezah),irni,mimi,dian,both the atiKQa, kechiq(most random),zulaiha(hell dis is weird),nabilah(my darlink senior),hajar(my crazy senior),emie,fadzil,azmi,adek(anshari),qila,fidi,n some other few people which i cant rmmbr... damn it!compressing all of dat to one single dream?how the heck cn dat hapen in real life?hell no..n dats y its oni a dream..i guess all those people appears coz i did talk,sms-ed,meet up,saw by chance,saw their photos,msn-ed,tot of recently.. gosh i wish i neva ever woke up..i was freakin hell hepy in my dreams.. y wud i choose to leave those hepy tyms n wake up to a...real werld?if its a good one,i wudnt mind..i tink,sleepin n drownin into dreams make me feels better coz i enjoy alot bein there..n dats y i did try some ways to force myself to sleep. but in the other hand,i cant run from reality ryt?i noe dat..its juz dat i tink im not dat readi yet for a real werld..juz finish reading a book..i learnt dat runnin away from reality is not a solution..it will oni make ur problems go on.. to make a stop to it,we nid to b brave...n accept anithng dats comin..eventhou we r gonna get hurt in some ways..a lil sacrifice can change alot of things...it may even change other peoples life..but i still dunnoe if i gt the power to do dat..let tym dcides my fate..for now,im gonna juz try to enjoy life to the fullest..while i still got the tym..tym is running out.. i hope when i go to sleep later,the same dream will continue...i criously wud wanna wake up for tmrrw..coz its HARI RAYA HAJI..n yeah... i will nt wan the dream to continue for tmrw.. i wanna celebrate dat wif my family..coz there rarely happens to haf arguements during these tym...so,yeah..i really2 wanna wake up for tmrrw...atleast when i wake up n gather as a family,i haf abit of assurence..i m sure i belong to my family.. talking about hari raya haji n stuffs..upon hearing the *takbir*,i dunnoe y this strange feeling runs thru me..i felt so....weak...it makes me wanna weep..juz got back from the cemetry juz now..i juz feel so scared there..seeing alot of graves there..i noe dat im gonna belong somewhere there too one day..sooner or later..but im not readi yet..i m criously2 not readi yet..but then,eventhou im havin these feelings n all...i still have not tink abt changing for the better..i dunnoe y..im still making those sins which i obviously realise..i guess,dis is wat people calls;life. to love is nothing, to be loved is something; to love and be loved is everything... |
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