"Whatever you see in your vision; these all are just
your vision-not real, Reina" REINA...
This is the line which i can't figure out whether it is real or not. Did anyone actually said this to me or it was just my hallucination? Who knows. Sometime this voice helps me to cope up and sometime this triggers me like i am standing in the edge of a mountain and like that. Whatever it was, i consoled myself by remembering this like mantra. I shuddered my head and rolled my body to find my phone, it is six fifteen. That was too early after being awake for half of night. I roamed my eyes through my whole room, mess-it is a whole mess. Shit! Last night memory peeked up to remind me what i did-no what we did last night. My bestie Ilya-Ilya Revona-came to celebrate my twenty-second birthday but it was not only a celebration but also a crazed night, all we did was dance, music, spitting tea and again on loop. I particularly hate to celebrate my birthdays or different occasions but twenty-one was not my year it was full of tragedic ups and downs for that i wanted a fresh new starting and hoping it to be my year. Keeping aside all of my thoughts i moved to freshen up myself. I kept my breakfast sooo light (only bread and jam) because i added lots of works in my to-do list which i have to done. I dressed up casually by wearing a long white floral skirt and a sky-coloured cape top which reached up to my waist. I untangled my weavy hair, made a half pony and half of my hair was untied. I glare at my mirror, searching the emptiness in my fit-Ooh yes a bow. I added a cute white coloured bow in my half pony and it's perfect. As usual I called Ilya to pick me up but she reminded me that she is busy today and she informed me yesterday that she will be busy today, guess what? I forgot!-GRAZIE MILLE[1]
[1] so Grazie mille is an italian phase n that means "Thank you so much"