  lalala. Some guy called me up just now... told me that I had won the Nelly Furtado CD from 77th Street... Cool. He had a familiar voice though... a voice I had heard before... like a duck. =P. Anyway, went back to school to take physics review test. Wasn't as bad as I expected, but I'm not taking my chances. Hopefully I didn't make many careless mistakes. Going back to school on Friday. Gosh, I'm in Sec 4! I feel old . *shiver* Blasted Os. bahhhhh.
Shall tell you about the weird dream I had last night. Okay, so it started off after another dream I had (of which I cannot recall). Me and a group of my friends are in this van/car, and the van stops right in front of some stadium/auditorium with a whole lot of people. It's either early morning or very late night. Yeah, so anyway, we get off right, and we're about to join the crowd. But my friend finds this underground passageway which leads us to the other side, which has a smaller crowd. So, we join the queue. The queue goes in the building, and I remember me and Jo standing on the staircases, and everything, because we're in this SUPER-long queue. You know those queues at amusement parks where you want an hour plus to get onto a ride? Well, this was WORSE.
There were people everywhere. Thing was, we were queueing up for some concert. Weirder thing was that it was a sort of inter-school kind of concert. lol. Right, so me and Jo are standing there in the queue (the building's windows and walls are made of glass by the way, and it was bright by the time we got ahead in the queue) and I'm telling her about the weird dream I had before this one (talk about subconcious =P). lol.
The queue we're in leads to the back of this hall-like stage, where we see the school(s) prefects' lounge, because you know, prefects HAVE to be there to keep order at these kind of things, right? Yep. So, me and Jo follow the queue past the lounge and we end up backstage. The performers weren't there yet (hell, I don't even know who were supposed to be watching! ) and we were very ahead of the queue, so we just brushed past the curtains and went out to the hall.
Then, Jo kept insisting that she sit RIGHT in front of the BLASTED speaker all the way at the front of the stage. (There were chairs right in front by the way). I warned her, but she refused to listen, so I just left her to her doom. The poor girl. Yeah, so then I made my way past the chairs, the empty space, to somewhere at the back where there's some tables and chairs set up.
I find an empty table and get myself seated, when in bursts the two Janices through the side door (cos they were in another queue). Janice H decides to join me at my table, and they seat themselves there. At the table, there are cookies, yes cookies , for us to take! Ain't that nice?
lol.
Yep, they're stacked and wrapped nicely in ribbons, and placed on plates for us to eat. hehe. While me and Jan H are helping ourselves to the cookies, in walks my fren Dar, all soaked and muddy (sorry dude, but I can't change my subconcious can I? ) and dressed in racer biker gear (you know, the silverish suit and all). He has a motorbike helmet on and water's like, dripping from his shoes. hehe.
He seats himself at our table, and proceeds to tell me all about how he had to get to the auditorium on his bike in the soaking rain and how he's all wet and muddy. Then he takes off his helmet and grabs some cookies from our table. haha. Then I woke up. What a weird dream.
lol.
Of course, I know all the people who made cameo appearances, but what I dreamt isn't a reflection of their personality, nor is it a reflection of my relationships with them. 
