so i woke up with the coldest sweat yest morn at five. the nightmare (which i totally can't remember what it was all about but knew it was the scariest of all scari-ness) made me ill. believe this, TILL NOW.
and i couldn't sleep back. not till five the next morn, which is today's morning. and when i slept at five just now, i was woken up with the sound of the door banging at nine. i have no idea who it was. like wtf. things just getting better aren't they?
and my lovely mum just don't quite understand what i'm going thru as she keep on making a big fuss about all the things i was doing.
oh well. nothing is to talk bout.
so chiao.
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