It was my wedding day. Our house was set for the party. After somebody just sold me a bag i noticed that it has some breakage. An hour before the wedding i decided to go and look for the person who sold me the bag to have it replaced or return it. Wasnt able to find her. On my way home i pass by the house of the man i am going to marry, his house was all prepared for the wedding too, and he was sitting by the wedding table with his hands clasp..waiting for me...i looked to see who it was...and it was him....i cant believe that he was waiting for me....i hurried home to get dressed....i only have a few minutes left....then i woke up....
I searched for the meaning of a bag on a dream. It meant ..responsibilities....
Monday, March 7, 2011
Monday, February 21, 2011
Saturday, February 19, 2011
Wow, i just finish reading my blog from the very start. And i notice how i write differently now. Well i have secrets to tell and even with this privacy i dont want those thoughts spilling somewhere else. How i wanted to write in details but oh well i love boggling my mind with mysteries. Oh to think i had two more blogs that totally deleted. Memories memories, now theres no way to get those back. I wish i can still remember those words i said back then. Only the feelings it coincides with i guess. It was worth writing and too precious to delete.but i did and im glad somehow. oh i learned something from one my entries, if you make a wish be detailed about it , yeah i was the one who wrote it and yet i forgot the rules of wishing hahaha so from now on i will be ms detailed.
Posted by raine at 12:16 AM
Friday, February 18, 2011
I should've not let that happy feeling wash easily over me and completely break my newly transformed courage. But instead I used that courageous stupidity to something that will left me feeling down and on my begging knees again. Addition to the feathers on your crown. So here I am again....at the same road that I tried to sway away from. I need to get out and not hope again. I just don't need that. I have to accept that things will never be the same again. That wave that swept me off my feet is lost in the sea of make believes.
Posted by raine at 11:46 PM