January 8, 2007
I had a very weird dream last night.
O Level results,
English C5.
Math C5.
Everything was C5.
But humans, was a J?
There is no J in the grade list.
Went to school.
Someone stole my bag.
And i chased the person so hard.
When i got my bag back,
I punched him and ran back to school.
And then i reached school,
My primary school friends were in the same sec school as me.
And the worst part was,
All of them were looking at me with sad expressions.
They already saw my results before i saw it first.
I saw it and i cried , so hard.
And said "i can't go into Mascomm!!!!!!!"
And i woke up.
Weird.
This is so so weird.
I hope this doesn't happen in reality.
Sometimes fate is like a sandstorm that keeps changing direction.
You change direction, but the sandstorm chases you.
You turn again, but the sandstorm adjusts.
Over and over You play this out,
Like some dance with death before dawn.
Why?
Because this storm isn't something that blew in from far away,
Something that has got to do Nothing with You.
The storm is You.
Something inside You.
That's the kindda standstorm You need to imagine.
Nuff said.
Now They're Choosing Sides. At 10:51 PM
