Had one of them again. Them dreams. Demmit...

Woke up feeling *so* utterly horrid, it took all my willpower to just get up frm bed. N this time, the dream involved my darn ex. Gawd, i seriously nd a distraction.

Y issit that my dreams are getting even more n more horrid as days goes by? Oh sure, they're not causing me any physical harm or watnot and technically they're not of any gruesome nor freaky nature that invloves blood galore. They're actually prettie pleasing dreams to have, but the fact remains is that... none of them are true and maybe deep down i wished they were.

That makes them utterly horrid dreams to me. Not thinking abt stuff helps me deal with reality a whole lot better plus it keeps me happy. Dreams such as these... lets just say dont help me and my troubled mind much.

...

On another note, wierd huh how much one's obsession over another person makes u think the most *outrageous* things?

For one, how incredibly gorgeous u find their hands are when u're both in his car, he's driving, u're the passenger and he's just.. driving.

Another, how much u find his voice to be soothing and music to ur ears when he sings along to the same song u're singing to, till u stop singing just to hear his voice.

N then, just looking at him somehow causes multiple reactions to ur emotions, n u're feeling calm, happiness, anger, suffocation and total hatred all at the same time.

Hmm... total obession, you see.

Maybe it's a gemini thing. How much im attracted to something totally *not* suited for me. How much the wrong thing sounds *so* right for once. On why the one thing i can *not* have is the one thing i want most. Hmm...

... blame it on my rebellious streak.

*sigh* This obsession is... one more thing i nd to work on. Like definitely. Proves to show my heart and mind dont work in line wit each other. Nd to work on that. Eheh...

.. but damn, he's sure making it hard for me. Demmit.