I dream of..................ABN AMRO?????

yes, i do!
Last week i had the most bizzare dream ever. Now we all know there's been a lot of talk about the take over of the bank ABN AMRO, it's all over the news, and we all know that ABN AMRO is a big partner with AIESEC... other than that i would never ever have anything to say about this bank, i have no further interest or further knowledge about this institution.

So i dreamt i was at a party somewhere, and the people from the Supervisory Group who conicidently were from ABN AMRO as well were there. I look at the ABN AMRO sign and realize that because of the take-over it has changes its name to AOO AMRO, which sounds stupid. So i go find the SG people and tell them that the new name sucks and that i will always call it ABN AMRO
then i leave and go to the party where i pass arthur (who works at ABN AMRO) by at the party and say hello and continue on with my way into the crowd.

now how the hell did that dream happen?!
i woke up thinking WTF?! and it's been a few nights and still WTF?

i need this

a mind of my own?

Recently i have discovered that in a lot of instances i don't have a mind of my own. Contrary to common belief i am not at all stubborn, and i am quite the obliging little kid.
Mainly with my parents.
My new house it basically my mom's house. I let her do everything, structure everything and do everything her way. It was my way of thanking her for everything she was doing. i say " yes mama" "ok mama" "7ader mama"
But now i am having second thoughts!
I have always wanted a punching bag, a walk in closet, a big mirror accorss the wall, an empty house. instead i got a shit load of furniture and 5 beds and 3 wardrobes. and i live alone!
why should i accomodate for the visitors?!

If i am not gona do what i want now, when will I?

The question is how do i take a step back after so much has been done.... and how do i stand my ground and do what i want? and tell my mom to butt out!

A plan is in progress!

Count those blessings

Yesterday I received a very friendly reminder to count my blessings..
So my new house seems to be that of an ant colony as well.
Me - being fully prepared for the worst, i got professionals to spray the house for every type of insect there is so well that you can still smell the spray after a month... yes it's the smell of safety....
But that only solved part of the problem - now, each day i stumble on a dozen or more dead ants.

So while i was getting all worked up about all those dead ants and it's been bothering me for a while now, a friendly visitor crawled out of the drains (i suppose) and decided to wander around the house. The poor bastard didn't make it past 2 meters (remember the srpay!) and it died a slow miserable death.
And while a dead cockaroach sure beats the hell out of a live one, it also reminded me that dead ants are not so bad,, it could be..worse so much worse... especially with my designated cockaroach killer/dispenser hanging out in the hot deserts of america.

So it's 2 am and i realize that this "i have been meaning to" approach i have had towards sealing all the holes and drains is not going work. So i waged a campaign to seal every hole and drain regardless of size and place and finished my task sucessfully at 2:30 with only a little sweat!
Needless to say i slept with a big smile on my face and the sweet smell of disinfectant on my hands :)

P.S. Ant colony, if you are reading this don't think i have given up on you...i WILL find you and eliminate you at the source...i called for back-up (i love u mom)
your end is near, very near...

i know it's evil

but i and very amused by the fact that Paris Hilton's gona do time in prison.
I wish i were there to watch :)

and man the excuses she gives, could she be any more blonde?