Wow, didn’t expect myself to wake up so early either. But then I’ve this DAMN LONG bunch of dreams I had, that I have to write them down before I forget. So I decided to take naps later and come type here. A faithful blogger, huh?
(Below is in First-Person account, comments in brackets)
I wonder what my age is, probably still in primary school. I’m supposed to save my friend (who seems like my cousin) in school, at the top of the building (I know it’s ridiculous). I told him to pick a lock, while I suggested a route of steps to skip across the school activities in the Hall. Though we managed to do that, we’re stopped before we could leave the premises at a door leading to the exit of the Hall. Speakers from the Hall announced that whoever unrelated can leave, so I was dragged out of the place. Then the guy who dragged me out noticed my friend, and also dragged him out saying “He’s also a kid”…
And then my friend (that one who looks like my cousin) was in this square room with a desk, along with my sis (at a younger age of course), waiting for a tutor to come in. We have been rejected by many tutors to teach us so this one was a newbie. She came in (I duno how to express my impression but she looks like a teacher in SRJC), and sat beside my friend. She was tutoring him patiently while my sis and I were… just fooling around, reading a book…
So my sis and I were dragged into helping other kids first, and this time we’re more grown up (eh… still primary school? maybe senior ones?) in a square-roomed bakery store. The teacher, who was the store owner, was there with another grown-up. She said that if you want to be like those baddies on the streets (I obviously mean be like GTA), you’ll have to create a burglary and leave here alive. Then I told my sis that “I can leave here alive with three stars”, and started stealing, while eating away. (I must be hungry) Then I thought of carrying the other stuff away, so took the plastic bags (for cakes man) from under the counter and started stuffing the bread into it, but before I could stuff a bag of it (sis was also busy stealing, the other two act in fear), the “police” came (were just two adults) and took us away…
Then my sis and I were forced to join in a kids class, this time much more grown up, in a long, narrow room. There were plenty of kids, two rows of shelves full of items, and the teacher I saw just now again appeared. She read us a few sentences similar to some poetry, and expected us (more from the kids) to search for the ideal set of items. When she told us to take a book, I actually took an educational book for kids, which I thought was a storybook. Time passed as a few questions were passed down to the kids (Yeah if I remembered this I should've been using Cards xD), and then a kid was unhappy about hers being different than others and cried. The teacher calmly told her to be quiet, and some other kid mocked her of her crying. She replied by faking her cry and then ignoring the guy. The teacher then told us to leave already, with sis packing her bag already, leaving the premises. I rushed back to the back room at the end of the narrow room to the place where the kids place their bags, and I tied my shoe laces and rushed off…
(Wow I must be sick about this) Then I was outside a shopping mall, along with a mother, and she says that she’s finding her son in the underground car park, where she told her son to wait beside the car. When she was wondering if her son waited long, the son was actually seen…!
Yep I duno the ending, so hard bun (bad luck). And I duno what made me write this whole lot of cr*p in my dreams out, and neglect that I have a Chatmonchy Best Album to review from last night and Shana Final to watch. Both reviews would come later in the day, but if you would excuse me, I better get back to breakfast. Please people, I woke up THIS early in the morning to type THIS much of my dream out, which I can only say is 60% in accuracy only. Damn. Be grateful… (Audience: For what?)
Saturday Morning Report: 子供の世界 (World of Kids)
