You are a super woman! Reach for the skies and hold on to those stars meant for you.

I’m officially 20 years old today! Thank you god for letting me reach at such an age of blissful happiness and painful sorrows, never the less, I’m quite glad that Natalie Quime is blossoming into a cheerful and delicate flower that will soon one day dominate the world of men and power, be at the top of her game and yet still be the best damn fuckin’ bitch that ever roamed the planet! AMEN!
I went grocery shopping yesterday to purchase a few supplies that will help my brother and i get through the next entire week. Since i’ve turned 20, I have that sense of responsibility that is slowly crawling up my neck each time i feel lazy. I practically cleaned up the house last night because I simply just felt that I had to! I even made dinner, did the laundry and threw out the trash! Coolness, I’m feeling like a grown up woman that actually does know what she wants and what she is doing!
I, however, have been distraught for the past 2 days, I dreamt about bernard and his girlfriend the other night. This is how the scene went:
I was introduced to bernard and his girlfriend, I acted sullenly because i didn’t want to show any signs of sorrow or bitterness. Then the scene changed, bernard was holding me and kissing me, the silly part is, I was doing exactly the same thing. He then told me that he loved me and that i was the only girl for him. His girlfriend then appeared in-front of us, crying. Then bernard chased after her and told her that he loved her and that she was the only girl for him. They started hugging and kissing in-front of me. I told bernard that he was lying to her and that he loved me, not her. The girl then looked at me and said, “I understand him and appreciate him, you don’t,” at that moment I started to fall, and by that i mean, I felt like i was falling into a pool of nothingness. I then realized i was held by someone, i vaguely remember, I don’t even know if i do know him. He told me that he loved me and that he’d never leave me at all. I then let go of him, I told him I told know him and don’t love him, then the scene changed. I was at metrowalk and saw them together buying dvds. I realized i was tearing up and when i turned around i fell from a flight of stairs, then i woke up. I woke up sweating, out of breathe with tears in my eyes. I felt lonely and vulnerable at that very instant. I held on tight to my mogu bear and slowly cried myself to sleep, thinking about the times bernard and i spent, memories of my past.
Anyhow, it is my birthday and i’d want to spend it in a joyous way. Kudos to me, my work-mates have greeted me and are very frantic about it, hmmmm i wonder.