you just might make me believe

what's your mode of transport?
mine is the sun.
when it rises dripping from
the sea when it falls like honey on
the trees when it swallows up
clouds my soul moves with it.

mine is you.
when you lift your eyes
when you look straight ahead
when you try to speak my
heart moves with you.

dream a little dream.
7:24:00 AM
Wednesday, June 14, 2006
bop to the top
ho. had a weird dream last night. it's weird cos only people like shuwen have weird dreams.. maybe i'm turning into some psycho! *gasp* horrors of all horrors!! ahahh.

anyway, so apparently i was on a mission of some sort and was late for class, together with angelina jolie and brad pitt (why them? God knows). this is where it gets really dotty. while running there, i try to change into more "presentable" clothes (no idea why the clothes i had on were not) and just as we were reaching the computer lab (that was our "class"), i gave up trying to change and ended up wearing a spaghetti strap and granny underpants (sounds like bridget jones diary), and tried to cover up my legs by holding my jeans which i didn't manage to wear in time. and as i stepped into the lab, i was hit by a super strong blast of cold air from the aircon on my bare legs and lo and behold, the SA scouts were sitting at the computers. __ (what the. i think i must have been seriously delirious).

so then i quickly made my way to an empty cubicle near the front and switched on the computer, while at the same time, slipping on my jeans. had this worksheet in front of me which was like an identity test, except my mind wasn't working so i ultimately was feeling very blur and had no idea what it was.

oh oh, and guess who was teaching the class? it was Mr Ng, my old physics teacher from St Marg's and he asked me whether i needed help. i almost wanted to say that i didn't (which i usually did even if i DID really needed help cos in my warped mind i was thinking that i'll just pose too much of a hassle for my teachers if i asked too much) and then changed my mind and said that i did. but he probably only heard the first part and went on to help other people (surprisingly, alastair was in my dream too.. he was sitting at one of the computers). luckily there was this girl at the next cubicle who helped me do the quiz.

that's about it to my dream. it suddenly stopped after i was done calculating the first page of my identity test results.

told you it was weird.


and then i woke up and kinda replayed the testimonial match against the J1 soccer girls (which happened like weeks and weeks ago) and realised that at one point of time, i could have headed the ball into the goal but i just didn't cos i didn't anticipate that the corner kick would be so close. bah.

and then i was thinking of jamboree and that there was one module where my group was supposed to take nonsense pics of ourselves with the camera provided and to make use of them to make a powerpoint presentation. and then i realised that i had the CD with all the photos that we took that day all along! totally forgot about them. hahs. happy. :D

ohkay, need to start mugging now. fell asleep yesterday reading kellet's notes.
bad bad bad.

honesty is the best policy