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Saturday, January 8

1 + 1 = 2
2 + 2 = 4
4 + 4 = 8
8 + 8 =16
16 + 16 = 32
32 + 32 = 64
64 + 64 =128
128 + 128 = 256
256 + 256 = 512
512 + 512 = 1024
1024 + 1024 = 2048
2048 + 2048 = 5096
5096 + 5096 = 10192
10192 + 10192 = 20384

Tired liaoz. Nitez.

I want to be an air steward... I want to fly to different countries, serving people, satisfying them. I want to be on aeroplanes, over the oceans, over the land masses.

Dreams. Let me be an air steward in my dreams. If only we can dream what we desire. Isn't it good? U can dream u have over a million dollars, u can dream u r on a rollar coaster, u can dream u r a national football player, u can dream u are a hot celebrity, u can dream u r a supermodel, u can dream u have wings, u can dream your wadrobe has all the clothes u want, u can dream u r eating buffets every night, u can dream everything.

But its still dreams... u will eventually wake up in the morning, back to your routine life. Back to studying, classes, working, gossiping, laughing, crying.

Maybe what wins over dreams is that in real life, there r real emotions, real relationships.

But i still prefer my dreams. Nitez~

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