i had a dream, a bad one. it was my mother and i, heading to airport. when we arrived, i checked in my ticket. and everything went pretty much as wanted.
wait.
someone please explain what the fuck has just happened to my download ! shit almost finished! XPXPXPXP pissed
to be continued – due to bad mood.
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and yeah, i am continuing writing cuz i just had the second one. actually they were not terrible at all. no ghost, no bloody accident, but what made them worth freaking out is that they were too real, which took me a very long time to eventually realise that those were fake reality. darn it. i was scared, shivering in cold, and i am happy that they were just mainan syaiton.
someone was trying to steel my clothes, my stuffs and everything. yeah they both had similar pattern of fooling me. i was crying (in heart) like a baby, cuz i tot it was really happening to me. usually when i have a dream, menggosok2 kaki will do the trick to distinguish from fake to real. but for thse two, i didnt do what it takes to finish them. it seemed God intentionally wanted me to learn. and yup, lesson learned. im not sure the exact point of the whole story, it might be that i gotta stop chasing dunia stuffs and start tracing back Allah. while i may have completely gone astray from the truth, i made up the reason and tried to relate what i was recently doing in da last two or three days. i was speechless, and in fact i still am; trying to put everything in more sensible form. to be honest i am not religious and neither do i wanna argue upon that. but deep down i somehow feel like im ending my last chapter of the life as a religious one, a sheik maybe lol. but rite now i guess it’s not the rite time to change my everything, although i am positive that the only and blessed path is Allah’s way. yet the things that still keep me on living the correct path simply the strong belief i have in my heart; i will be one someday. i have always loved to learn my religion, and practise what i have gained as much as i can, even though nothing are impressive and drastic. i dont expect ppl to view me that way though, and i suspect, yes they dont really do that lol. well, i was born not to impress ppl i must say, i praise myself for my own achievements and thats it. i dont see why must i pay for attention when i know i would eventually fail. i never be the favorite of all kind, and im pretty cool with it.
this makes me sad. everytime it pops up in mind.