Today is Friday, which means there’s no school because MJ is holding a staff retreat. YESSSS!!!!! I suppose they will be brought to sentosa to have a nice afternoon out in the hot sun playing volleyball and drinking cocktails at the pubs which line Palawan beach. They shall end up as cooked. piping hot lobsters and we shall feast on them. YUCK. The idea is enough to put me off.

Anyway I had a weird dream last night. I mean I have always been having outlandish dreams. I dreamt that it was the 2nd day of Orientation 2. Because I am a game IC I have to report to zone IC first. But in the end I was driving there. And I managed to park my car at the Bras Basah Car park. Haha. Is my desire to drive really so strong that this has to occur in my dreams? NO. I’ve never believed I could drive – only in my dreams.

SO what are dreams? They are sequences of scenes and feelings occurring in one’s mind during sleep. Or rather, things that cannot happen in reality are reflected in dreams. Some people say it’s because of your strong desire for that event to happen, that’s why you end up living in delusion and oblivion and TADA! it happens in your dreams. Not exactly the case for me. because I have had the wildest dreams like kissing zhijun (still remember I broke out in cold sweat, was so dreadfully frightened and started messaging Samantha, dorea, Mudd and Jun. ) =] there was another dream. It was Sunday night (yes! I remember it’s Sunday) and my family was having dinner in the balcony. Mrs. Chee suddenly messaged me out of the blue saying “ Sorry for not informing u guys earlier, but Pchan would like to invite all Sec4s to a graduation dinner”. Then it’s ridiculous, I was teleported immediately to school, along TK’s extension bridge. Then there was a sleepover in school and in convoy, we started picking up pillows that were strewn all outside the staff room. How preposterous!

Anyway, that’s the end of what I have to say about dreams. It was the 2006 O level English Essay topic and I wrote on it. Something about my grandmother’s jar of colorful buttons which sat on top of an old mahogany cupboard. Her dream was to be a seamstress. Actually the day before the exam I was asking Zhijun if there was a gender term for tailor. And I can’t believe I asked if it was tailoress. (hey but I know it’s seamstress ok just couldn’t churn it up). Must have had a concuss earlier on.

I’m looking forward to Orientation. There’s mass dance practice on Monday, Choir on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Saturday. Oh man. I really want to stay home and study but the freaking choir schedule doesn’t allow me to do so. But then again, since I am withdrawing from choir, it doesn’t make any sense to attend practices.

OH WELL>

i'm feeling much better. sam smsed me to ask if i was ok. yeah i'm ok girl. thank u alot. Zhijun callled and comforted me. Thanks son.

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