in my utopian world...

i would own a shiny pink convertible that has a state of the art stereo system that feels as if a club when zooming down the expressway and that would make all the boys soooo envious. also i would own a van that could fetch every of my friend home--both being hybrid vehicles though.

however, i would really wish that there would be teleporting, or if the vehicles can be folded up like paper to slip into the handbags when the destination is reached. parking and traffic jams are such hassles!

then i wish i would have a perfect sister. a normal one who doesnt go around accusing people selfish and playing songs on blast "i'm not a princess, this aint a fairytale.." coz damm right you're not a princess! and you dont live in a fairytale, so at least do some housework. since the day we have lucky (the dog), she has NEVER cleaned lucky's poo. she mops her own room first and some other few rooms, and leaving my room last with the dirtiest water, and then making it sound like such a feat for continuous days.

my mother thinks i am calculative but what the hell! she was the one who started it all with, "eh i cleaned the floor yesterday... you go wash the plates" when the plates are like moutain-high and there wasnt even any negotiations done.

in fact, in my utopian world, i would not have a sister at all.

right now my mum is being sad coz she believes none of us would care for her when she grows old and has asked me to send her to the nursing home in JB coz it'd be cheaper so she can pay from her own savings. i dont know if i would turn out to be that kind of a daughter... what if your sibling completely ignores her share of duties, and expects maybe the same amount of inheritance? i sound really mean but it is the truth-many children argue over or feel unhappy over sharing inheritance, it is disillusional to think otherwise. inheritance is not just money, it symbolises the amount of love the parent has left for you if you know what i mean. i feel unloved when i have worked so hard and to see my sister playing her life away and to have my mother love her so much taking on the burdens of her mistakes; it makes me unmotivated and feel stupid, like i should take the easy way out.

in my utopian world, i would have a walk-in closet like that of a celebrity. i want it to be worse than paris hilton or mariah carey's. i would live in a pent house too (mariah carey lives in a pent house). i wouldnt mind a eco dome house with little toxins like the one i saw on channel 16. i would have a tablet 12-inch laptop which will never die on me and a phone that has wireless LAN, so that i can blog anywhere i go!

i would be a famous blogger with drop-dead good looks; a great designer; knows how to beatbox; can harmonise songs so well; cook the shizz out of of jamie oliver and yueniang. and i would have a very successful online business.

and even when i am so busy, i wish i have friends to have meals with me whenever i am lonely and really hungry.

lastly, i want a edward cullen boyfriend to join my utopian world~ handsome charming athletic (no big rippling muscles please) witty and bright, gentlemanly, godly without being overly holy and loves children, it is a utopian world we're talking about afterall.