Rewind. Stop. Fast forward.
aah. How I wish life could be that simple. But hey, challenges make things interesting huh.
Had 3 vivid dreams bout goin to London! Pathetic I knowwww. And looking at my savings over and over again is not helping at all. The figures just won't increase! Am depressed.
Dreaming and hoping are foc, harmless and total time-wasting when theres absence of execution. But, what the heck eh? We got to live and be unrealistic sometimes, lose ourselves a bit or else our minds will go cuckoo.
I dreamed of working overseas or studying there, live in an apartment alone with a very chubby cat as my sleeping partner. Everyday I go to work by underground subway, grab a cup of coffee along the way, work my ass out till 8 and then go home, do some cooking, pack the leftovers individually so I can reheat it when I am too lazy to cook or when I come home late at night. Hurm, what else, ouh, read some books before sleep, and have girls day out during weekends for bitching session, have a stroll at the park while ogling some hot guys. hehe.
And none of this ever include children or a husband. I never imagine myself in that role. Maybe I should stop being so selfish and start dreaming with somebody else in it. But then, I like the one in which I live in an apartment alone where I can decorate it, cook whatever I feel like, travel whenever I get the day off and indulge myself with some(?) shopping. Okay, maybe more than some. What a life. A great one indeed.
As for children, I can adopt. I think. I can handle them. I think. Okay maybe I have to rethink. Haha.
On second thought, for this role I definitely need a husband. I don't want things to get complicated in the future especially when my kids start to ask "Mom, are you gay?" No.
Ayo, this is Ramadhan, fasting month and I post this crazy thinking. What the hell am I thinking. Clearly, I put my brain somewhere else while posting this. Pardon my lapse of judgment. But then, I do that quite often. *sigh* Ouh, you, just wish me all the best. Haha
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