THIS IS MY DREAM. SO SHUT UP.

Okay, im not really sure how to fix this together, their quite fragmented. But anyway, im trying to remember what I dreamt which is actually really really long. Okay, I shall shut up and remember.

SCHOOL SCENE-IN THE GALLERY

Yan talking to Rachel Goh and making a joke with her iPhone and other people laughing.

I was thinking that what if I like, hardly came to school and just talked to people at appropriate timings, I would be popular.

Sam and Alex drawing and painting random stuff for Girl Guides

I drew a world with random people flailing around (pic-in-progress)

Someone, perhaps Audrey, was holding the art book with Sam/Alex’s drawings and was flipping through them

I was also sitting down, looking at them while Audrey flipped.

Sam and Alex was painting their drawings with their back faced to me

Audrey (?) paused at my drawing and I stared at it and Sam turned around. Someone said something about it being mine. I thought it was very ugly but didn’t say anything. (Pic in Progress)

SCHOOL SCENE-IN ROOM WHATEVER

I come in, and the rest of the class is inside.

Denise, Jessica and Vietnamese scholars are at the board with random words that indicate names and checking with everyone whether this person (I don’t know who it is, but I think it reminded me of Mr Schuester because it was a male teacher who often didn’t listen and obey rules) had gone to his random places to do community shiz.

So the names on the board indicated the different places of community and they were asking “did he go? Did you sign?” (On the board) if he did go and attend and do random community crap.

I think there was an Ivy or Eve name on it. (Pic in Progress)

Anyways, on the other side of the room was the rest of the class and I was standing in front.

Then I saw Nikki and perhaps Natalie.

Nikki stood up and there was SMILE EXCHANGE and then I realized I had to go to the back.

More people filed in and I tried to settle down and I can’t really remember this part, except I ended up at the back of the room with my back facing the board.

Some person was talking to me and somehow my bag’s contents were on the table (I think there was a lot of yellow and orange and other random colours except the real one I am possessing now) with the help of the person and me. But I still question why it had to come out.

Anyway, someone important, possibly a teacher, entered and I started to assemble my bag’s contents back.

I remember taking a really long time while everyone else sat down. But luckily, no one was staring or, I just knew they were staring and I was successfully ignoring them.

Finally, I managed to get some shiz into my bag without the help of the person because she was paying attention and looking in front.

Come to think of it, perhaps everyone was too, so I guess they didn’t stare at my strange behaviour that was disrupting peace.

Then I turned around and remember thinking that I didn’t see Claire at all and was trying to look for her while I found a seat.

Oh, and Sarah was looking at me again to see where we were supposed to sit and once again, the sequence of how-to-find-our-assigned-seats

1. Give each other confused glances whilst everyone else settles comfortably

1. Look around to see whether we see anyone familiar that we should be sitting near and basically give us a clue as to where we should sit.

3. Receive obliviousness

4. Gauge where we’re supposed to sit due to the remaining empty seats

5. Obligingly sit down in time to avoid any glaring disputes

But somehow, the teacher came in and she possessed the sort of Ms Tan character but I decided to sit down quickly before I came to any person-conclusion.

Anyways, somehow I ended up going to the front cos all the seats were taken and making a huge U-turn to the wall-side where Kym was sitting and Ms Tan-twin was talking to her cos I think she asked a question.

Kym was sitting alone with two other tables that was weird cos everyone else sat in single line.

So I joined her, with a table in between to avoid any suspicion of cheating due to the exam requirements.

I smiled at her and received acknowledgement while she talked to Ms Tan Twin.

Rest of the class remains silent like the terracotta-China-warriors and staring straight ahead, waiting quietly FOR THEIR DOOM! Kidding, they just shut up.

Mmmmm, then somehow Ms Tan Twin was looking at me and somehow Kym was moving towards me and she was sitting at the table connected next to me, with the OAS paper in her hand. (Pic in Progress)

Ms Tan Twin talked about something and cos I was sitting down, I had clearer thinking and mused in my head about how alike she was to Ms Tan cos she was talking about something-Ms-Tan-always-ranted-about like, her children or little life lessons.

Then, something about inspiration and a burst of colours permeated the entire classroom and it vanished, due to lack of ability to succumb magic (HAR! SCHOOL COULDN’T SURVIVE MAGIC. ITS LIKE A PRISON) oh right, also the prison reference as the classroom was its usual black, grey and EW colours and contrasted with the bright colours of wait for it… A RAINBOW BUS

That’s right, a rainbow bus, but it wasn’t really colour coordinated like a rainbow, its just more like random squiggles of pink and red and orange and yellow that I KNEW people deemed it the Rainbow Bus. (Pic in Progress)

Oh, and also the bus because Ms Tan was talking about going-to-places I think and expedition/adventure/discovery-related.

FAMILY DINNER SCENE WITH MIC

I think we had a family dinner before and as usual *GROANS OF PAIN AND HORROR AND SUFFERING AND TORTURE AND FISH! OF WHICH SUBSEQUENTLY EVERYONE DIES A LITTLE INSIDE BUT THAT DOESN’T MEAN IT WASN’T A SLOW AND EXCRUCIATINGLY PAINFUL PROCESS*

Btw, if you didn’t know already, I HATE FISH. EATING A FISH IS THE EQUIVALENT OF JAPANESE SAMURAIS KAMAKAZEEYING (sp?)

YOU AND TORTURING YOU WITH GAS MASKS AND NEEDLES ON THE UNDERSIDE OF YOUR NAILS AND FILLING YOUR STOMACH WITH ACID AND THEN BEATING YOUR BLOATEDNESS WITH A PITCHFORK, WAIT, SATAN’S KNIFE-SLASHER-THINGIE, AND THEN BEING TICKLED ON THE FEET WITH MILLIPEDES AND ANTS AND INSECTS OF ALL AGES AND SIZES WEARING METAL BOOTS WITH SPIKES UNDERNEATH THEM AND YOUR HANDS AND ARMS BEING S T R E T C H E D ON BOTH SIDES SO YOU CAN FEEL YOUR SKIN S T R E T C H I N G THAT IT THINS UP AND YOU FEEL THEM FA LL IN G AP AR T AND YOUR EYES WILL BE FED TO ZOMBIE DOGS THAT THE JAPANESE BREEDED AND DAMN, I RAN OUT OF IMAGINATION DUE TO DISTRACTION OF YOUTUBE VIDEOS AND THE STARTING UP OF TUMBLR. (Pic about eating fish in Progress) Oh yeah, and no offense to Japanese, you’re actually really really cool but im reading Wild Swan: Three Daughters of China and being traumatized by the way they tortured people. Its sickening to the core. But its okay, Tokyo DisneySea totally made up for it :D and the French-Jap pastries, and hot springs, and Niseko Snow, and instant ramen, and pocky. Okay, BASICALLY, to me, you have paid your dues and thanks for the creative ways of torture. Now I know what to do with hunters and uh, bad people.

Okay, anyway, there was a second dinner cos I remember the family was walking away and we were complaining about it.

Then the next thing I knew, we were in a new closed shopping mall to eat dinner.

Either me and Mic managed to escape and or we were assigned to look for the restaurant.

We were looking at the mall’s list of shops and restaurants on a large wall and something about the time that they don’t open until 11pm. Or they closed at 11pm. Whatevs, I just remember closed shopping malls are really creepy cos they don’t turn on any lights except perhaps the glow of the lift area. (Pic in Progress)

Oh, then suddenly we were walking along a line of open shops and the entire place was lit up.

There was one selling knick-knacks and but my sister said I could find them in Hong Kong anyway but they were really cute and possibly involved food and key chains.

Then we ended up in a warm restaurant by ourselves and the walls were dark chocolate brown and the tables were wood and I was walking to my already-sitting sister.

Oh, and I think on the table was a bowl of ramen noodles or a menu showing a picture of it and I sat down. Meh, The End. (Pic in Progress)

Oh yeah, that also means we totally did not feel guilty at all for abandoning the family and enjoying our noodles. Mmmm nomdles :D

LITTLE PONY AND FIELD SCENE

OH THIS IS THE FUN PART! Okay, somehow the family ventured to a Chinese garden-like place where we were walking underneath the... damn, ill just draw it. (Pic in Progress)

My mom was slowly walking behind while my dad and grandfather and few other people, perhaps their servants or whatnot, were in front, leading the way.

Oh yeah, the garden has grass. Green grass=possible farm. Just to let you know.

Then before that, I saw lots of sheep and cute animals on the grass/farm and I was playing with them as a usual typical child of oblivion and naivety would act.

So we came to a part of the building and there was a board and a random man sitting down and holding THE MOST ADORABLE PONY EVER! IT WAS A SILKY SILVERY WHITE THAT SEEMED TO SHIMMER GLORY AND BEAUTY AND PURE EPICNESS AROUND IT. OH RIGHT, IT PRACTICALLY GLOWED. AND ITS MANE WAS A DARLING RAINBOW COLOURS THAT WEAVED INVITINGLY (HAHAHA OMG HOW DO I COME UP WITH THESE THINGS?oh right, its 2:11 in the morning) AND SO WAS ITS TAIL THAT WASN’T LIKE, FRIZZY OR FRAYING OR ANYTHING LIKE A THORNY BUSH, BUT THE MOST GORGOEOUS, SOFTEST LOOKING FEATHERY-LIKE TAIL THAT YOU JUST HAD THE URGE TO STROKE. OH YEAH, AND IT WAS ALSO RAINBOW COLOURED. AND ULTIMATELY AWESOME COS IT WAS LYING AND LOOKING SO INNOCENTLY ADORABLE ON THE MANS’ LAP. (Pic in Progress)

The man, seeing my grandfather and father, immediately stiffened/straightened up and greeted them.

Someone asked about the cards on the board that had words and pictures made with glitter.(me: *inching very closely towards the pony *)

The man explained how people sent cards on how the pony should be treated and so far, they told him to treat it badly. (me: *very very close to the pony, like, a breath’s inch away*)

Upon hearing he treated her badly, I gave a look of protest/disgust/sympathy and knowing my grandfather and father would not say anything to support me, I TOOK THE PONY! And walked away. Because although my grandfather and father did not help, they wouldn’t stop me J !~@#$%^&*()_+=-09876544321`qwertyuiop[]\';lkjhgfdsazxcvbnm,./?>

Omg that was really cool, i dont even know how i got it but tee hee! played with it for 5 minutes :D and (Pic in Progress)

So I walked out into the garden/field. You know what? Im just gonna stick to calling it garden cos it sounds a lot more romantic. Field is for mud. And buff people with stinky selves. DO YOU EVER READ A STORY ABOUT THE SECRET FIELD? NOOO, IT’S THE SECRET GARDEN. Nuff said.

Anyway, its more of a garden cos there were pathways and benches and people were playing further off and there were pretty trees.

OH WAIT, I FORGOT TO MENTION THAT WHILE I WAS HOLDING THE ADORABLE PONY, LETS CALL HER MYSTIC, IT WAS THE SOFTEST FUR EVER LIKE, A THOUSAND FEATHERS JUST LANDED ON YOUR SKIN AT THE MOST APPROPRIATE BITS AND YOU JUST FELT LIKE SINKING AND SOAKING IN IT UNTIL YOU SLEPT A WONDERFUL DREAM, OH WAIT, NO, SCRATCH THAT, IM NOT DOING AN INCEPTION-REFERENCE. YET. (KAI AND FAITH, IF YOU’RE READING THIS, TEE HEE!) YEAH, AND ITS TAIL AND MANE KEPT ON TWIRLING AND FLUFFING AROUND. (note: when drawing Me, must draw face of utter bliss and happiness with proper detail.)

I started walking towards a nearby bench and sit and enjoy her softness, BUT THEN! WHO COMES TOWARDS ME BEARING ANNOYANCE AND IRRITATION TO MY PEACEFUL PRESENCE?

V AND C WERE TORGING (btw, this just came to my mind randomly cos now its 2:41am and I think it was a mix of Charging+Towards=Torging) TOWARDS ME WHILST CHASING PIDGEONS UNTIL THEY FLY AND HAD ANNOYING MISCHIEVOUS LOOKS ON THEIR FACES.

So I glared annoyingly back at them due to interrupting my aura of tranquility and harmony and just continued petting my darling Mystic. (Pic in Progress)

THE END

But actually,

P.S.

V and C came over and asked my what I was doing.

I said I was taking care of this pony and the smirk of justice and victory by giving a honourable impression of being a caring saviour (btw, I have an excuse for writing that kind of shiz that even I don’t understand cos its 2:47am).

But that would have ended the story very badly so I didn’t add it.