do you ever what your past life is? i sort of deduce mine in a way. and it sounds logical.

maybe around 100 years ago. i think i was this girl from the old school kampung. who knew nothing about love or men. then i was forced to marry this rich muthafucker who treat me like his slave. but the funny thing is that i think i love this man and i am willing to do anything for him or from him. and all my life as his wife, i wash the clothes, make breakfast/lunch/dinner, take care of our 8 kids (i guess people at that era have many children), clean the house, make my husband happy and stuff. no complaints and still feel happy.

so now, 100 years later. i guess i sort of inherited some genes from the girl i was 100 years ago. but minus the 8 kids, make meals and wash the clothes. and no, sunny's not rich and i have my complaints sometimes.

ok. some bo liao thinking in the middle of the night. off to bed. i need to concuss!