stretchhh / Saturday, April 26, 2008
gah.. i really need to be doing my overdue english essay about media violence. but i just cant seem to be able to write. and you know what that makes me think?.. that i'm becoming more and more dumb every day. because if i cant type anything, it probably means that i have nothing much, just air, going through my head. a load of tennis wind probably.
GRRR..
stupid essay. i wish you could write yourself. ugh. why.
its all that skiing idiots fault lah. anyway he only has a month of school left. seesh. ah. i cant wait for the ap exams to be over and then i can shake leg at home and have little to no homework.
and i have been having a lot of dreams lately.
the firstwas about the skiing idiot and how we became really good friends.. which i really hope happens at the least before he graduates. it felt so wonderful because we finally managed to talk to each other comfortably and you know, we did all these things together.. like playing tennis. *ahem*
the secondwas about how i transferred to cape eliz high and i guess subconsciously i was thinking about my report card because on my first day of school, this girl in my class, marissa, a girl i actually knew in cape way back when, and she was called to the ap office and she didnt know why. then the teacher said,
it probably means your grades were too poor last quarter and you're getting a 4 DAY SUSPENSION. and i was like.. WHAT?! oh dear! what about my grades?
and the teacher continued,
if your grades are lower then a B, you'll be EXPELLED.. because you're on probation for two months.. because i was a new student and all. and so i was HENG lah.. but still cannot relax because two of my grades are at the B area. and i was like AHHHHH!!! and i woke up after some other stuff which i forgot what happened.
the thirdoh my.. last night. horrible treacherous dream. it was like a day full of REALLY bad luck. like the day started out okay. bright and sunny i think. and then some small bad thing happened, forgot, and then some things were okay. the thing i remembered though was that the end of my dream, my mom and i were in the explorer and my bro had gotten out to go drive another car and suddenly this random dood..oh and this dream can seem rather racist. i'm not racist though and i know my sub conscience IS NOT either.
so okay, it was a black dood and he was driving a black suv and drinking this bottle labeled in giant words VODKA. and we were at a junction. and so the suv is coming from our right turn of the junction and he turns into our road and starts yelling something out like YEAH! DRINK VODKA.. and there was this strange, imagined by my brain alcohol smell. and the car tailgated our car. and before you know it another black dood (see, it can seem racist) comes up to our car and starts whacking the backlights of our car and so i'm telling my mom.. HURRY! DRIVE AWAY! and her reflexes were so slow.
she drove off and then the next thing.. a woman starts coming up, punches our windows and throws plates at us and the whole situation just seemed like a horrible day and i was like GOD. WHY?.. WHY?!!
and i woke, thanking God that it was just a dream and praying that everyone will be safe.. and so will the car.
scary lah okay.
anyway, tennis is going great. i'm improving! i just wanna learn how to hit fast balls and react quickly.
my legs are sore though. i have a callous on my left foot. my bro made me walk to fort williams ystd with him and it was chilly.. but the sun rise on the ocean was magnificent. alrighty then. i must do my eng essay.. i wanna play sudoku first though.. so cheerio!
/Hopped!
9:58 AM
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