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Conversation of The Day
Dad: Son, what's your plan today?
Son: Absolutely nothing.
Dad: Good. I want you to clean the garage.
Son: YOU ALWAYS RUIN MY PLAN DAD!!!
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I had a dream again.
Better this time.
I dreamt of me committing into a relationship.
I couldn't see his face.
But I know he's tall and masculine.
Not fat. Masculine.
He's in black top and jean.
And I'm in my prefect summer dress.
We were in a mall holding hands.
There we are, bump into our friends.
Friends envy us and say we were meant to be together.
Such a sweet dream I had lately.
I wonder is it a good omen.
I hope it is.
But it is not the time for me yet.
I'm still needing the single-hood.
I couldn't bear the responsibility of commitment.
They say, fate is rubbish.
But I do believe in it.
Someday sometime,
I'll prove them wrong.
Love,
Nichole
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