I had a dream.
And it scared me to pieces.
I dreamt that I was back in malaysia and I was going to go off to my friend's (SY) house in spore, to go on a trip with her dad.
Her dad was going to send someone to pick up me. When he called to say he had sent someone, I said, ok, I will start packing right now. We spoke in chinese. Me in broken chinese. And he seemed displeased because my chinese was so horrible and because I havent started packing. He hung up on me.
And soon, the person came twenty minutes later and I had finished packing. In fact, I just started. I was late. Plus, I had not eaten dinner. We were supposed to go to brazil. And my mom and sister just came back home and they were using the bathroom or disrupting my packing... And I was still packing in a frenzy when I woke up.
Late = one of my greatest nightmare.
Can you imagine the whole dream happened in one and a half hours. So long for such a short description.
I dreamed of something else too.
I dream of chinese shops. Herbal shops.
I thought of busy MRT systems, and a far-away university in england, surrounding by trees high up in a mountain.
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Maybe it all means I need to start studying. Japanese exam is tomorrow and I havent started on anything yet.
I am scared of something. Something strange.
Maybe it is all the school stuff that I need to do, but havent done that is getting into me.
I cannot figure out what I am afraid of. This lingering fear.
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I need a long hot bath to clear my head.
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