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Friday, May 21, 2010 - 9:25 PM
I had a dream

Every now and then I would often dream of my favourite hamster. The one I reared for about a year and died when I was like in primary school. I don't know why but I dream of my hamster like every year, it turned scary. I think maybe I was guilty? The night before it died, it already looked very sick and restless and it was already at around 12 when I checked on it. There wasn't much I could do. I cried and demanded my mum to let me bury it at the carpark below my place (She waned to throw down the rubbish chute -__-"). I never found out why did my hamster die. Thou my bro told me its cos I gave him weird things to eat =/ I couldn't remember thou. AHH. Anyways I always feel damn bad after dreaming of my hamster. It's like if time can turn back I feel like it wouldn't have to leave so early. AHHHHHH.