Prophet-ic

Had a dream, a rather scary one.

Caught in the classroom, it is silent save for the incessant scribbling all around me. I glance down at an unwritten Chinese script with half an hour remaining. I reach for my pen, which gets further away as I paw towards it. The cold sweat drenches my uniform as I struggle to compose myself.

The intro is written, but the dictionary is nowhere to be found. My mind turns a blank, clawing at the corners to force the words out. The literal transliteration machine in my head forms in front of my eyes, breaking down into it’s components and dusting away.

Pen in hand, I use the simplest of words to word out my thoughts onto paper. Such is the story of a boy writing about his childhood hopes and dreams, shattered, by the enormity and harsh realities of the world.

Not even into the body of the text, the examiner screams PENS DOWN into my ear. I look around at the familiar faces around me, confident faces around me as I slump back into my seat, tears rolling down my face.

So vivid. So surreal. So out of this world. It scares me.

Let’s just hope that doesn’t happen tomorrow.

If not, fuck it. Chinese for another year.

Random Notes:

The bronze gives in to the first

I can’t find my Chinese TB. GG

Signing Off…………….. Damn. Just. Damn

Walkers

Start with a star, end with a hex, punctuate it with apostrophes. Who the hell does that?

Currently trying to finally catch the annual Simpsons Treehouse of Horror. Still seeing if this is the first year that I can watch it all.

I just checked back on 31st October last year. It was actually the day of my epic fail E Maths Paper 2.

I think it is time for the rebirth of the habit of carrying a list around with me at all times. Listing that before I leave any area I must have my wallet, handphone, keys, iPod and a new addition, my thumbdrive. Of course, this failed the last time as apparently I did not have a second list to remind myself to look at the first list.

I have lost my thumbdrive, again. And I am not able to find it anymore.

*Cue cheesy 50’s music*

Random Notes:

Google image search sucks when a search term turns up the same picture, just in different resolutions.

Studying for ‘A’ Levels Chinese. How in the hell do you do that?

Sure they were

Again. Stop.

Signing Off…………. Using a collective noun instead of a singular one is disturbing