This post will be partly dedicated to all fathers all over the world: Happy Father’s day!
I myself have not many good experiences with fathers ever, except for seeing other people’s fathers and envy the children with good fathers while feeling sorry for the children with bad ones. But of course, not only can fathers be the good and/or bad, mothers can, too. Everyone can. However, whether your old man is good or bad, just give him some chocolate so he can gain some weight.
A couple of days ago, I had a bad dream. I can’t really call it nightmare because I’ve dreamt about worse things than this one (I’ll come back to that later).
I dreamt about me hitting my forehead on something that looks like a chest of drawers, or a shelf, I’m not sure which of them though… Anyways, and then my skull just cracked on the forehead and I started bleeding like some sort of waterfall. I covered my wound with my hand and asked people for help, but none of them were willing to help, they just kept telling me that I was bleeding. (I already knew that, but I needed help, HELP, stupids!)
Gah, I hate bad dreams. The worst dream I’ve ever had though was a dream about a certain person. This person seeks to torture me with her presence also in my dreams, which is scary. Dreamt about her doing all naughty stuff on people that I really care about. Hands off them, you’re sickening them :(.
Another couple of days ago, a guy barged in while I was lying half-naked in my bed. A bargain? No, just a trespasser ;(. He accidently came into my apartment because he had all his focus on some sort of paper that he was reading. Funny though, that when I asked him what he was doing, he looked more frightened than I was. Am I that ugly?
