Sunday, May 07, 2006 : Ah... the horror...
Guess what? I had a dream last night. Well, to be truthful, it was more than 1 dream. It was alot of dreams. One after another. All picturing the same thing ; the Moral project.
Since I was going to school on Saturday, I had another chance to double-check lockers, tables etc etc. On the night before Saturday (Friday?), while I was sleeping, I dreamt that I found my Moral Project underneath my desk. This, however was all too good to be true as reality slapped me hard in the face just when my heart stopped beating for that moment of relief.
Sigh. It happened over and over again. The only thing that changed was how I found the Moral Project. Sometimes it would be under my desk, sometimes it would be in a locker. The relief I feel, its... out of this world. Its like as though I had just lifted a whale off my shoulders. But then, someone decides to throw the whale on my shoulders again and I'm forced to accept reality that I havent found my Moral project.
Dreams, its funny how they can appear to be so real eh? I woke up last night, happy. Happy that I have found my Moral Project. Suddenly, I realised its all dark, its 3 a.m. in the morning and I havent even gone to school. What a bummer. I went back to sleep and the same dream occurred. I keep on getting disappointed by how real it all seemed.
Then on Saturday, when I actually went to school, for real. I was hoping my dreams would come true. I was hoping for a speck of my green file underneath my desk. However, it was the nightmare that came true instead; my green file was nowhere to be found. I searched every inch of the classroom and couldnt find anything. Heartbroken, I can't believe I actually thought I had hopes in finding my Moral Project.
I have to concieve a project all over again in 1 week. A project that took 1 and a half years to complete. This or I fail my Moral SPM. Something which I wouldnt want to be doing. Just my luck eh? Just my luck.
What did I do to deserve this? Was karma hitting me back?
I tried to put my mind off things on Saturday. It worked, until now.
I went to Pyramid after school with Kean Way and Ming Hoong. Ming Hoong's jeep isnt exactly what you would want to be in. Its not the way he drives, its the way the car moves. It looks so fragile from the outside that a single crash from a proton could fly your ass to South Africa.
In addition to that, on every single stone the jeep rolls on, it bumps. Imagine millions of loose stones on the tar road. Somewhat scary. Especially when a person who has only 1 month of driving experience is driving it.
Put aside its bad qualities, I actually call it the "smart car". Why? Petrol Consumption. Yup. The little bugger consumes so little petrol its actually kinda cheap. Plus, you don't have to worry if you bang into anything cos its so cheap(if you have life insurance that is).
Mission Impossible III. What a suspenseful movie. The whole movie was like action, suspense, action, suspense, important details, suspense, action etc etc etc. Some might say its a good thing. For me, it usually would be too but.... I HAD TO PEE! Halfway through the movie, my bladder was already about to explode. I was closing my legs; its a strategy to contain your pee better.
I was waiting for the "boring/uninteresting" scene for me to give a run for the toilet. Unfortunately for me, MI3 had to be a movie of full suspense. Finally, when my bladder could not take it anymore, I just picked a semi-interesting scene and ran for the toilet. Phew, it felt so good.
Then after the movie, we went DotA. Ah, no comments. I don't really like blogging about DotA. Its rather pointless cos I don't suppose you people would understand what I'm saying anyways.
So now.... I'm just going to sleep. Yes, get some beauty sleep and hope everything will turn back to Friday, 5th of May 2006.