Well, tday we "learned" how to deal with breakups. and then then we were told to close our eyes and dream about our ideal life partner and our wedding day. how he looks like. what was he wearing. where was e wedding. where did we live. hah. aint it a bit too early? but we juz did it anyway.
Like every other girl, i wanted a celebrity! a hott. no. SUPER hott. blonde hair. blue eyes. tanned. six pack. rich. and the list goes on. I wanted my guy to look like david desrosiers, ashton kutcher, hayden christensen or some random hott dude. pei yu wanted cristiano ronaldo. nat wanted pierre bouvier, i think. yeah yeah..celebrities. We have high standards thank you.
Then came the really really weird and creepy part. When i closed my eyes, i didnt see a celebrity. Instead, i saw someone else. Someone i didnt expect to see. Someone i used to know. He wasnt blonde. He didnt have blue eyes. Could it be? could it really be? i was so confused.
But whatever. its so weird.
its strange that things change.
