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Sunday, April 19, 2009 9:12 PM

yesterday night was supposed to be the last happy night for me.
as school is reopening tmr le.. cannot sleep till late anymore.
however, i didnt have a good sleep last night.
i had a nightmare.
not 'that' kinda whoo-whooo nightmares, but its something that really scared me.
it really really hit me right through!
i was so scared that i woke up in the middle of the night and turned around and look at my parents sleeping soundly.
after that.. i laid down and went to sleep again after around 30mins.
woke up at early 8am the same morning, for nothing?
so force myself to sleep more.. till 10am wake up again.
dont care! sleep again.. till 11plus. arghx. just wake up le lahs..
omg.. i just dont wish soooo much to have that kinda dream again. ):

today.. is my last day of holiday.
but im no longer sad or emo-ed about it.. (:
came to terms with all the things in life suddenly while i was listening to my yi po and my mum talking.
thinking.. why seriously bother so much about so many problems and troubles to keep yourself unhappy and headache, rights?
i just really hope for happiness in my everyday life. (:

also.. yes, i think i can totally confirm myself that im seriously pampered le.
a very pampered 'princess' at home.
coz.. whatever i want since young, my daddy and mummy would surely get them for me.
i really have wonderful parents.
just like today, i suddenly had craving for egg tarts again when i was at my grandmas house..
so i told my mum i wanted egg tarts for breakfast tmr morning.
just later, my dad drove to tiong bahru, 2 different places, just to help me get the egg tarts.
tho unfortunately all the yummy egg tarts are sold out. im still really touched by their love. (:
so i came to this conclusion that im really pampered..
i really am rights? (guess only my friends from sec school would know that answer?)
now im really quite worried about my days ahead.
like.. i would have higher expectations in my partner in future. thats surely inevitable.
coz i really cant stand and take in some things. (i wouldn't elaborate on it, as not to offend some ppl)
yes, i think im seriously a bad person. but.. its also not like i want it that way.
i just.. never grow up in that situation before, and neither would i want tho.
so yahs..

actually i did hesitate if i should say all these.
but.. i still chose to be honest to all. i really dont like to lie le, after many painful, sad experience when i was young.
so.. if anyone of you think otherwise of me now, i also wont blame your.
im sorry for being this way..

anyways.. hope everyone in poly would have a great first day of school tmr! (:
nights..


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samantha ker.
09 august 1991.
RMIT: Marketing (Bachelor).



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