last day of freedom

woke up this morning with the wierdest dream of all... dreamt that I was in some wierd era and had to be transported away from my 'village'. i returned only to discover that i was gone for quite a number of years and my passport, check this out, had like 800 'unread messages'. like... imagine not checking ur hp for a few yrs but instead of a hp, it's a freakin passport. i started flipping through the pages to look through and the more i read, the heavier my heart felt. it went sorta like...

"diana, where are you, come back... gong gong (grandpa) looking for you..."
"diana, it's been X number of days... we miss you..."
"diana, gong gong very sick... come back quick!"
"diana, we're at the hospital... where are you..."

and the final straw...

"diana, gong gong just passed away... he was looking for you..."

i broke down at that very instant and burst into tears with a force so strong that i literally woke up and started sobbing uncontrollably. i tried to go back to sleep but i continued crying even after the dream had already rudely brought me back to reality.

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the day's been pretty good. after i woke up, did my laundry, cooked lunch, watched news, heard that i MIGHT be going for oasis concert, crossed my fingers, watered corrine's plants (which, btw, is actually quite theraputic) met my friend for coffee and had a really great chat... followed by really REALLY great news that i AM gonna watch oasis with dearest gracia... (sorry, but thanks kai)... met gracia, had dinner, went for oasis!!!!!

maybe it's finally the end of my cursed week. *touch wood* better dun say too soon. *sigh*

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enjoyed oasis concert a hell lot but i wish i knew more of their songs. a fight almost broke out though and police and bouncers had to come in to get everyone to sit down... sigh.. children. but it kinda was a lil more entertaining coz i didn't quite knew the song they were singing. after the 'commercial break'... went on to belt out favs like wonderwall, champagne supernova and of course... dun look back in anger... i think these 3 songs had the most people screaming and dancing and jumping and wat-u-will-see-in-a-concert stunt. but it was great. i was telling gracia... bring ME to a bon jovi concert and you'll NEVER see me on both feet at the same time. i'll prolly be one of those throwing my knickers at them!! hah... anywayz... if just a wish is to be granted... please.. bring bon jovi to singapore for a concert... or/and robbie williams too! or/and matchbox 20... or/and... er... U2? okay.. make that... 4 wishes... *starts wishing*

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well, it is finally the end of my wretched week of leave. back to work tomorrow, off to melbourne. in fact, i'm kinda glad i'm going to work. being so free everyday isn't exactly very fun. but i enjoyed myself in a sense that well... i guess it's been more eventful than my previous 10 days of leave. back to work! back to earning money! back to... sanity.

*what doesn't kill you only makes you stronger*