Yesterday, someone called me. I dislike people who make phone calls at Maghrib time. It's kinda rude. At least that is what I've been growing up with. Oh, she called me to apologise and want to clear things up. It's really fine dude. I dont hold grudges against you. When i come to think about it, I dont mention anything about that incident. I'm too busy enjoying my holiday. Eat, online, sleep, dancing, feeding cats. Im so busy with these kind of things! So when she called me about it, ok now i remember it all over again. It's really fine. I dont want to think about it anymore. It's messing up with my brain. Blerghh. Im dead serious when I say I dont want to find enemies or trouble in my school life. It's sickening to have this hateful-looking faces all over me.
I had this weird dream. I mean terrible dream! So dreadful. Someone attacked me and my brother using sword. I mean a crazy person. I was so terrified that it gave me goosebumps. I could feel sweat trickling down my spine. But of course it's my dream. I can create anything. So I fought that crazy man and cut myself with a knife. Blood was oozing all over. I hate blood. T_T
Today it was raining and I feel so sleepy that i can barely open my eyes. Then guess what, flood occured in my kitchen! omg. So the roof is leaking. It's pretty bad. And my mom was not here.
