hot brown sugah opens her trap yet again
i am about to sell almost half of my firniture this friday, in two days time.
i had a bad dream last night that resulted in me waking up with tears in my eyes, and not to mention the crust that had formed because i didn't wipe the tears away and it had dried up- well, i was
sleeping.
i dreamt that i had a big fight with my momma (as usual) at home (in bedok) and i wanted to move out. i was about to move out when i relaised that i had no money. i had no job and i cannot afford to pay rent. i was hime alright... but i had no job. then i realised that i came back WITHOUT my degree.... i realised that i screwed up this final semester... and that is getting me really really worried because i REALLY don't think i'll make it this semester (Na'uzubillah!)....
oh you don't know HOW MUCH i want to get through this semester. i really really do. i want to finish off my studies so i can go home and persue whatever that's available... and all i want is to pass la(so once again, pray for me la that i pass this semester please).
and me selling all my things doesn't really seem to be a good idea. i have to pack up everything and there's just too many things to pack! i'd prefer for someone to take over the house but that's just close to impossible at this time- where everyone's leaving (those who got people to replace their houses, are plain lucky- in MY opinion). and well... i've too admit that i'm gonna miss the furniture- or what little is available right now. i put in a pretty huge amount of effort to make this house pretty and comfy and now i've to tear it up in little pieces and selling them all away is such a hassle! i don't know anymore.... its like looking at your pet tearing up your three thousand dollar bag and you couldn't do anything about it (not that i have any 3000dollar bag).
basically;
bad dream (nightmare rather)+tearing apart my house=me not feeling good.
yes, i admit it.....
i am depressed
just a little bit.
i hate packing up.
sigh.
+ > the glamour babe posted at 11:33 PM < +
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