41. dreams
07-1-2009I know I’m not home sick. I don’t miss anyone back home. Heck, it’s been a while since I called.
But for the past couple of nights, I’ve been dreaming about work friends and relatives and my family back home.
It’s weird because I’ve never dreamt of any of them before, not until now. I guess although when I’m awake, I feel as though I’m not home sick. The truth is though, I’m crying inside.
Kinda creepy and weird at the same time.
You know what I do miss?
My yaya’s cooking.
Previous Comments
I miss you too. I miss our routine. Last night I dream I was driving in daang hari. I miss my car as well.
I dunno how i.ph fucked up that secret access blah. I have to check it later.
Posted by myotherside at July 13, 2009, 12:01 pmCompared with people not to do, but to surpass themselves, cry cry out tears of emotion, smiling to laughing to the character of growth
Posted by cheap lv bags at December 15, 2010, 3:29 pmEvery mountain open, water bridge - across the bridge, on the mountain, and often there will be a new world
Posted by coach outlet at December 23, 2010, 8:24 amThis was an age of innocence and happiness*
Posted by Coach Outlet at December 25, 2010, 9:50 amAdd a comment
i mishu! and i miss tambaying and having impromptu drinking sessions witchu and most of all smashing your cock. hehe. hey, how come i can’t see any of your posts before this. for some reason, i wasn’t able to access this site even if i tried countless times. i thought you deleted it already.
Posted by ako ulit at July 4, 2009, 12:21 pm