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mardi, mars 03, 2009| 09:27
dreams again.
ok. so this has officially become the dream-blog.
i'm sorry,
it's just that i've never had so many vivid dreams.
EVER.

last week - A level panic sets in.

had a dream that i had just finished phys paper 3.
and the next day - i have phys2 + geog.
i mug for geog all night,
thinking it was the first paper.
and i waltz into school to find out it's physics first.
i desperately try to remember the hf,
quantum formulae. and i CAN'T.
(a reflection of the little i remember in reality)
then i woke up with a start -
and for two seconds, i thought Alevels were still on.

last night -
A level panic supposed to reach great heights,
as result-day was official.
instead, severe MRAZ fever sets in!

so it is thursday (day of concert).
and i wake up at 10+ as usual.
i take my time to get ready
and leave at 6 for kallang.
only when i was reaching the indoor stadium...
i realised my sloth spawned stupidity.
I WAS SUPPOSED TO STALK HIM IN THE MORNING.
and i was too busy sleeping, so i forgot.
i met jukie, and screamed at her for not calling me.
apparently, she met him at the airport -
and had a nice long chat with him ><
she did call me, but i didn't wake up.
aww.

during the concert they announce that 44 people,
who submitted their tickets for the luckydraw,
will get to meet him backstage.
and i find out I DIDN'T KNOW ABOUT THAT EITHER.
so i hurryhurry submit my ticket.
and i force my entire class 6p,
who happen to be seated around me,
to submit their tickets as well.
it's noteworthy that
i was seated 4th row from the front.
and not 4th row in the sideblock (as it is really).

the dream ends when i start telling my classmates,
that i'll pay/bribe whoever wins with $50 -
since i did not spend it on a fedora
like i was planning to,
i could use that money more wisely now.

basically. this dream was a wake up call.
1. DO NOT SLEEP IN ON THURSDAY
2. buy a FEDORA sooooon
3. remind self that mraz-fever has priority
over Alevel-panic