We're at this stage in life where we reminisce too much of our near past, worry too much about our near future, are
too clueless about everything that can, will, may happen to us, think we know alot, think we don't know anything,
am confident about the wrong things, take pride in wasting time away, want too much but want to do too little.
Ohwell.
Friday, September 28, 2007
A falling table
Two days ago I had this weird dream where I had a conversation with someone, I can't remember who. I can't remember the contents of the conversation but it lasted for a really long time. Like three quarters of the dream revolved around that conversation, and then suddenly a table fell from the sky and killed the person I was talking to. And then I felt really sad so I went home in a hot-air balloon.
Ha.
Uh. Promos is ending next Monday with my favourite subject other than German. And there's so much things to do after promos that somehow I wish promos isn't ending so soon.
...
NAH. I was joking. I can't wait for it to be over, oval, square, triangle, rectangle, pentagon, hexagon.
It's 9.48pm and I aren't sleeping because my mother wants me to wake up later tomorrow so that she can save on breakfast. -.- HA. So she said I should sleep as late as I can so that I won't wake so early tomorrow.
Okay. I want to bleach. And X-family. Bye bye.
Actually. The point of this post is. What? You think I'm going to say there's no point again? Come on lah, I'm more creative than that right. So I was saying, the point of this post is to tell you about the weird dream that I had two days ago and maybe you can tell me what it means or tell me you had the same dream so that I know the person I was talking to and died of a falling table is you. And so I will stop trying to figure out who it is. That person must be someone I know because it felt familiar. But I've thought of all people possible and I. Still. Can't. Think. Of. Anyone. Who might die of a falling table.
Okay talk too much. Bye bye.
9:11:00 PM because I say so
Ha.
Uh. Promos is ending next Monday with my favourite subject other than German. And there's so much things to do after promos that somehow I wish promos isn't ending so soon.
...
NAH. I was joking. I can't wait for it to be over, oval, square, triangle, rectangle, pentagon, hexagon.
It's 9.48pm and I aren't sleeping because my mother wants me to wake up later tomorrow so that she can save on breakfast. -.- HA. So she said I should sleep as late as I can so that I won't wake so early tomorrow.
Okay. I want to bleach. And X-family. Bye bye.
Actually. The point of this post is. What? You think I'm going to say there's no point again? Come on lah, I'm more creative than that right. So I was saying, the point of this post is to tell you about the weird dream that I had two days ago and maybe you can tell me what it means or tell me you had the same dream so that I know the person I was talking to and died of a falling table is you. And so I will stop trying to figure out who it is. That person must be someone I know because it felt familiar. But I've thought of all people possible and I. Still. Can't. Think. Of. Anyone. Who might die of a falling table.
Okay talk too much. Bye bye.
9:11:00 PM because I say so