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Update: I’ll be relief teaching at MJC next week onwards. :)

I feel funny today. My mom used to say, “Jangan ketawa banyak sangat nanti nangis.”

Don’t be too happy, sadness will come.

I was extremely happy yesterday. And today I’m sad and frustrated, for no rhyme nor reason.

I think last night I dreamt that I blended coffee beans to make some freshly ground coffee.

Last night I dreamt that I lived the life of a Desperate Housewife.

I had 4 papers back to back, Monday through Thursday.

It was Monday, and the school that I was in was bright and white and very very clinical. I had a paper for my class with Prof Tien. I wrote my answers not on paper, but on pieces of wet tissues. Suddenly Tien started a conversation with me in the middle of my exams (and I remembered that I was struggling to write 2 essays, I was really really unprepared for that exam). He said, “(someone) told me that there is this really interesting girl working at a Mac store.” I couldn’t remember the exact details, but he was interested in her and it was later revealed that it was MC. I was still writing my answer on a piece of wet tissue.

When time was up, I stuffed the tissues nicely back into its packaging for submission. It hit me then, Why did I write my answers on wet tissues?? I panicked because the ink started to smudge! I took them out of the packaging to show Tien and asked if he could read it. He nodded.

Funny thing was that MC was in the exam room as well (it really doesn’t look like any of the exam rooms I’ve ever been in — white bright clinical). My cousin Afiah was there too, and she and MC was walking out of the class when Tien’s assistant suggested that they take their paper home to finish it and Tien acceded, and I was so so relieved. But I felt that I was still stuck in a bad situation because I had a 3 hour lecture right after that paper, and I still have to study for the next day.

When I left the exam hall, I rushed to catch up with my cousin and MC to whine about the fact that Tien is going after MC, as though the MC I was talking to was not the MC he was going after.

The next scene was even weirder. My 3 hour lecture turns out to be in the shower (this was purely chaste, as sleazy as it may sound). There were bathtubs all over, and I was in one with MC and my cousin, and I was still whining to them about Tien and (the other) MC, and also about the exams.

I don’t know why, but that scene took place for more than a day, because the next thing I knew I panicked and rushed out of the bathroom shouting, “SHIT SHIT SHIT I HAVE A PAPER NOW WTH AM I DOING HERE!”

And then I woke up.

Dammit, I was just about to go with the flow and deactivate my account when I read this:

Also note that your admin status in any groups or events will not be automatically restored after activation.

I can’t deactivate it now… I have SCYA responsibilities. :(

I guess the next step is to delete people I don’t know, and change my privacy settings.

I couldn’t fall asleep last night. I don’t know why but I started imagining scary things like a witch/spirit lingering in my room. It got so bad that I actually dreamt about it.

The spirit (it was more like the malay pontianak) was hovering in my room, I got so scared that I rushed out to the living room to find someone, and there was no one so I just burst into tears. And then my sister came into the room, watching me cry.

And then I woke up. At least I wasn’t crying in my sleep.

And then there was another, which I don’t want to remember. Dreams like this shouldn’t be remembered, for what are they but mere dreams?

wastedlovestory:

“it’s like you suddenly just disappeared from my life…”

I really did feel scared — like a kid who just realised he got lost in a shopping mall.

It’s been an interesting week.

What I thought was the worst week ever — what with my lost of iPhone, getting a cumulative $140 fine, getting my bike scratched, on top of getting thrown out of the house (or at least my room) by my own mom — turned out not so bad after all.

Thanks to friends whom I’m beginning to reconnect, and thanks to friends who have always been there, and thanks to those who feel like they are in between.

Today I went home and checked my facebook to realise that something was amiss… HAZA DISAPPEARED FROM MY WALL. IT FELT LIKE SHE JUST SUDDENLY DISAPPEARED FROM MY LIFE!

I have discussed deleting my facebook account on separate occasions with Haza and Charms, and we’ve concluded that this little webapp, as useful as it may be, can actually be quite depressing and detrimental to our lives. I, TECH_GHEEK86, actually considered deleting this account and I’m not just sayin’.

I can’t believe that Haza did it first, unannounced!

Would you delete your Facebook account?