ytd, i had a relatively nice n sweet dream. but it made me sad n moody nevertheless.

i was smiling to myself as i opened my eyes, but the next sec i had my eyes closed.. and i felt the urge to cry so badly. coz its afterall only a dream - one that will neva come true.

some ppl say: u will dream at nite of wadeva u think of in the day. not exactly true. at least for me. but then again, it might be sub-concious. *shrugs*

anw, i just dun like the way how a pretty bubble just burst right in front of me. like the dream did. maybe i m not suited to pin too high hopes on myself n things. oh well.

everyone yearns for a perfect life, but life is never that perfect. only one person can determine whether life is perfect. and thats yourself. its a matter of perspective. riteee... but more often than not, perspectives are moulded by reality.

n if u were to ask me, maybe my life was perfect, when i was a kid, innocent n untainted, with simple wants n easily attainable goals. but now... its not even close to perfect. no wonder the best memories are childhood memories. well, thats all i feel like saying.