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I was living on a
sweet dream, oh a beautiful nightmare
Hi ! I’m Sica, a
person who is fond of sleeping. I don’t consider SLEEP as a hobby or even a
need but instead a tunnel towards a beautiful wonderland. My life is full of ennui and my dreams
the only place where I can be talkative or even
garrulous if I want. I can
be affluent even for a short period of time. I can be a connoisseur
chef and cook magnificent masterpieces like parfait, canape and many more. I can have superfluous
things that I don’t have here in the real world.
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If I will be giver a
chance to live in my dream I sure will, because there I can vociferate all
the things that I have inside. I know that I am a very taciturn person
and also a coy one that is why I can’t get along with others. A rapport
between me and anyone else in this world is
impossible to exist, event to those consanguineous people around
me. I also don’t acquiesce to anything and to anyone. My personality was
oh so wrong.
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One Sunday morning I woke up early, so I was so disappointed because
I lacked some sleep. I went straight to the cupboard and grabbed a coupe.
I searched for food like a sleuth searching for clues. I failed so I
decided to guzzle first with som milk I found inside the fridge. My
mother who was busy cleaning our chandelier called me. She said that I
was the assignee to clean our grungy house while they were away.
I decided to come with them that finish that household chore. A you can see I
am a very fainéant person too. After fixing my weird coiffure, we
went straight to our destination which was to the church. After the
mass I realized that I was so stupid for leaving an enow life. There was
no reason for me to do piffle things all these years. My life was liked resuscitated,
and from now on I will try my best to be a more punctilious person.
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