Dreams

I have some of the weirdest dreams in the world.

I took a nap today after getting an entire section on monopoly wrong today, and boy, were my dreams odd. It's not the first time I've had the same dream, but it was more like a continuation. Frankly my dreams are so odd and so fantastical I can sell the ideas to the Wachowski brothers!! I'm always highly skilled in my dreams, and in this particular one I was able to do virtually anything. My nap was too short for me to explore a little with my powers but I was agile and brilliant and etc, with all the attributes of the typical Hollywood Heroine. And so the story was I was working undercover with several other friends (none of them from real life) in this house for God knows why, and it was time to leave. Before this scene was something else. We'd taken over a prison bus or something and were sitting at the back talking and laughing. I looked like me, but I think I was a guy? I don't know, or something in the middle. I received a message from headquarters saying there would be three tries to exit and suddenly I remember a previous dream, in which our escape was thwarted and I died in an explosion. So I was very nervous and I think my whole body tensed up during my sleep and I hurriedly ran around the house packing my things. I of course could do things that I can't do in real life like jump over the sofa, fly here and there (yea, a little like Lady Croft) haha!!! Before I left there was this girl who spotted me and she asked me not to go but of course I had to. Now the thing about this girl is I can't tell what our relationship was. Was she my friend? Or egads! Was she my lover? OMG! WEIRD DREAMS!!! Anyhow I left the place anyway with my luggage and saw my ship at the carpark (yes it was a spaceship, something that resembles what the X-men would take) and I stuffed my things onto it. I didn't have time to jump in because the ship had to go get my brothers and anyway it was only the first trial. And then I woke up.

When I wake up I'd be so stiffed with nerves and covered in sweat that I think it would have been better and more relaxing without the nap. I guess it might be because of the nearing exams, because if my memory does not fail me I had dreams of my own death in secondary school. But then death in my dreams (unless it's of other people and not me) are never unhappy affairs. In fact I manage to fly around after my death, down to Hell to rescue my friends and then up to earth again, and then life does not seem so desirable after all.

SAT

It's 1.30 am now and I ought to be in bed in preparation for school tomorrow but I just can't bring myself to sleep. I'm a day away from the SATII which will decide (to a certain extent) if I can get into the Unis I'm dying to enter. I'm not even going to say here which Unis I've applied for because it's so painfully ambitious!! What a waste of $500 sending the applications.

I did a few practice tests for math and got 600++ each time and I'm really fed-up from making careless mistakes and being stumped by secondary school math. Like I told RongRong I can't believe we're studying for something so irrelevant at this point in time. And it's not like my grades (apparently BDEE now because too many people got A for LEP and I missed the new A by 0.4 MARKS) are anything near average. And when we're not busy studying for SATs we're doing our US and UCAS applications or scholarship applications which never seem to end. How ironic that I am compromising on my grades to do these things that require good results.

Back to lit now. At least lit is fun!

ZeZe

Today's Moley aka Tan ZeZe's 18th birthday!! Though I know she doesn't read my blog but I want to give her a huge hug and kiss for her birthday!!!! She will always be the bestest horse I have :)

And I've just realised something. I'm going to be 19 soon!!!!!! And right after that, TWENTY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

OMG!!! Can anyone imagine me at twenty?? Maybe I'll age all of a sudden and not look like five or something. And HAHA shit will be twenty too!!!!! Maybe we'll be like the youngest looking people at twenty or something. Somehow everything changes when you hit the digit "2" (as in not like 2 or 12 don't be anal SacMani) and you're like supposed to be all serious or something. And then soon it'll be time for all your concerned Aunts and Uncles to wonder out loud why you haven't got a boyfriend though you're already like so old (my brother has already started this routine) and ancient as if like if you don't fall in love or reproduce immediately you'll implode and die or something. And then it'll be like the when're you getting married and when're you having kids and where are your kids going and what brand of coffins are you choosing!!!!!! I DON'T WANT TO BE TWENTY!!!!! And it's ok if you look like you're attached or you might be introduced to all sorts of "nice young men" who are NOT nice NOR YOUNG. OMG!!!!

I think I may be watching too many dramas.

I want to travel the world!! But not with SacMani because she'll just stop me from spending. I want to stay at posh hotels, not run-down motels!!! M***y (in case her mom finds this) Motels HEEHEE!!

I was a bit affected this morning by something incredibly stupid, but seems like I'm ok now. Thanks to Meat and SacMani for hearing me out :)