I hate it when customers ignore me! I especially hate it when I'm carrying something heavy and they can still sit there continuing their meaningless chit-chat. Makes me wanna dump their lattes, cappuccinos, macchiatos and what-have-you all over their snobbish little heads. *growls*

My brother went to pierce his ear today! Wtf. That gay fag. Not that he pierced his right ear, but it still means the same to me. He's digging his own grave man. After I told him countless of times not to, he still went ahead to pierce it. So tomorrow he has school, and he's locked himself in the toilet trying to get his earstick into the hole. He couldn't even take the earstud out without my help and now he needs my help getting the earstick into the hole. I couldn't find the hole at the back of his earlobe. Too bad. Told him not to pierce, he didn't listen to me. Now the hole has closed up! MUAHAHAHA...

Last night, I dreamt that I almost died.

I was sleeping when I was woken up in the middle of the night by a quarrelling couple. I went to the kitchen to listen to them and tell them to shut up. I couldn't hear what they were saying, so I leant forward to try to hear them. However, I lost my balance and fell out the window.

I think it's the most terrifying experience of my life, even though it was only a dream. I never ever want to have that dream again, it's too freaky. Why do I always have freaky dreams??

Anyway, it felt very real. I wanted to scream, but I couldn't make a sound. And anyway, it occurred to me (while I was falling too! So calm, huh?) that my family was sleeping and wouldn't be able to hear me anyway. And I also wanted to tell them that I loved them, but I couldn't, and now they'd think that I committed suicide, instead of it being an accident.

It took quite long to fall down, perhaps 10 seconds or so? Maybe time slows down for you when you're about to die, so you get to reflect on your life? And as I watched the ground become nearer, I had a thought:

Oh no, not again.

Meaning?? That I had fallen out of a window before? Bcos that was really my impression of my (jumping? committing suicide? falling from a window?).

I must've covered a very great distance horizontally while falling from my window, 'cos I managed to hang on to the 2nd storey of the block opposite mine. I banged on the window to get the attention of the 2 ladies inside. They let me in eventually. We became friends and I left their house after having tea with them.

Am I morbid?

I feel so disgusted trying to push the earstick into the hole. My brother has finally given up trying to stuff it in and admitted that the hole's closed up. See? 不听老人言，吃亏在眼前!