I wish...

I think I want to own a house in the mountains. A small cottage maybe. Get myself a German shepherd. Convince The Guy to come along somehow. Listen to some good music. Become a great cook. Read all the books I’ve always wanted to.

I still can’t decide if I’m addicted to tea or coffee. So by this year end, I need to get one thing straight - a clear demarcation between tea and coffee. Yes. Yes. Yes.

I wish I was an Arabian princess like Jasmine maybe. And I wish my guy owned a flying carpet, a blue genie and…that would suffice I guess.
Life would be fun. So much fun. We would roam the deserts, hunt for emeralds and rubies, fight the bad guys and yes occasionally save the kingdom too. Me in that pretty blue dress please. Hehe…

I don’t think I like this concept of exams anymore. Not that I ever did. But how I wish I could walk up to the King of my land and ask him to do away with exams. But I’m sure even he would look at me as unbelievably as my dad did when I told him about comparative literature. Now that’s a different story altogether folks! (Later, maybe.)

Remember those coloring books from kindergarten. The ones where we were asked to rub crayons on some round figures. Apples. Oranges. Round faces. Usually on lazy afternoons. After lunch. What fun boy what fun!!! I want to do that again. Oh how I want to do that again.

I wish I could blow up my college. BOOM !!!
With the professors, dope-heads, the stupid clerk who refuses to accept fines and the Aquaguard machine which never works.
Oh how I wish…

And I really don’t have a reason for scribbling all this. DUH !!!!