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IBetIWill
Saturday, December 27, 2008

I shut off my cell phone, and took a long, deep, peaceful sleep for 12hours or more. Ironically, the alarm from the not-supposed-to-be-working-cell woke me up at two intervals. Hence I decided to resume my mobile function. It's a rare occasion that I get to wake up at this hour. Surely, the top criteria had to be a missing dad-in-action.

Hunger has not yet surge in, so I shall hold on to the packet of noodles for longer. I recall what my mum used to comment about my dinnertime appetite - "humongous, and horrifying". Confession - I like to munch on some snacks, usually right after dinner, but I don't even take lunch most of the times. Did I not inherit this from her? Fifteen years ago, I could feed myself with a huge box of rice. Yes, all by myself, and at least the box was huge to me then. One thing my mum always worried about was whether I'm gona grow into a big-built and plump girl. Fortunately, not.

Proves that my mum's product didn't turn out too bad right?

If fairytales don't exist, why did man create fairytales to illusionise every girl and rob them of their dreams? Since fairytale doesn't exists, and miracle does, why not have a miracle that invites fairytales to reality?

P.s: Don't worry peeps. I'll be fine. I wouldn't end my life before I strike a lottery. (I don't buy lottery.) Besides, why would I end my life after striking a lottery? Thats ultimate dumbness.

-heal your soul, you piece me up 14:59 :)