M18

Dreams last for so long, even after you're gone

10.30am might be too early in the morning for some. But for me on this very day, its been too much for a morning.

I think exams are getting the better of me. Take a look at my dreams at night:

I'm in AJC standing in a line to exit the school gates as a prisoner of war. The Soviets have attacked Singapore and we've been held up for a long time. The soldiers then pick some of us out to torture us. Somehow, my body goes with them to be torture but my spirit manages to leave the premises. Outside, I meet Jem a classmate of mine. I tell him about my plight and how I am going to suffer if he does not rescue me. I find a pogo stick and tell him that I we can both rescue my body together because I can jump back over the school gates with the stickHe turns and tells me "okok but I can't stay long, my mother is picking me up". I give up on him and hop off somewhere else to find help.

I am then back in school outside the staffroom frantic for help. I meet my history teacher Ms G and my band TIC Mdm F. I tell them that what they are looking at is merely my spirit and I'm equally puzzled at how the can see my spirit without flesh. MsG starts to panic because she hasn't till then realised the Soviets have attacked and is worried for her own danger and Mdm F still doesn't understand a word I say. Ms G tells me she has no time to rescue my body.

I then pogo stick myself out away from the school and... ARGH I can't remember who rescued me but in the end my body was safe and I wasn't tortured.

** Note to readers**
Soviets: I'm studying the Cold War for my history paper on Thursday.
Jem: Is just some classmate who said the exact same words to my friend and I the day before when we asked him to do something.
Ms G: Is my history teacher who doesn't realise how much shit we are in and that we are really going to fail out history. I'm not being mean but she really isn't giving us enough time.
Mdm F: My band TIC who is a chinese teacher and whom I can never communicate properly with because of the language barrier. I just happened to see her outside the staffroom a few days ago too.
Pogo stick: I was just telling my mum how much I wanted a pogo stick when I was younger but my godma refused to buy it for my birthday.

posted by Sarah @ 6:50 PM