nowadays, i slept early and have had hours and hours of sleep, but i didn't dream of anything...in fact, nothing at all...i wonder why because it is somehow a big issue to me...and still, my mind lingers....."is my life just too 'perfect' to even let me dream of something nice, something that i wish could possibly happen to me one day?"...well, put aside all those curiosity, sweaty yet scary dreams alright...sometimes i just feel the urge to dream because it is from these dreams that you always hope for something new, something spectacular...changes in your life, specifically...now, i'm starting to feel that my life is turning dull/monotone/etc. ...guess i'm just too complacent with my life...i seriously need to have some huge, gigantic rock stumbling onto me and make my life more interesting one way or another...contradicting, ain't it?
i'm just plain weird..... 8)!
and school's gonna be dead-boring to the core!
I'M THINKING ABOUT YOU!
