Projekt Satu a.k.a Showcasing of Artists' Talents Unplugged

10 March 06

I had my initial doubts about attending the performance cause I'm the odd one out..being the only chinese in a malay charity show thingy is just unusual. I enjoyed the show anyway and I realized what this project really meant to them, it's a showcase of their passion for their culture, passion and all that. And I was surprised my IT lecturer actually remembers me..or maybe she doesn't, perhaps she found it odd that I'm the only chinese audience and sitting kinda near to the stage.

Anyway, it was time well spent. And I met Fizah's cousin, Sara, photographer and nice person. I don't usually open up that soon to a stranger but I'm cool with her.. We were talking about how the school seemed eerie and how the school was filled with people signing up for part-time courses in the middle of the night. It's kinda weird when the queue went on even after 10pm.

It was a good experience and I was glad I was there to see them. It meant a lot to everyone involved...

Something happened in the morning during assembly. I was super tired and I couldn't be bothered with what the annoucements were and I was listening to my mp3 player and then I was crying and everyone saw that. It was stupid and I told them I was just tired...and of course, it's more than that. And the lyrics of the song I was listening to played a big part in the crying. It's a chinese song so I couldn't write the lyrics here...anyway, it was nothing.

Horror Movie Marathon!

11 March 06

Meeting Yixian and the gang later around 11.45 at Plaza Singapura for a movie marathon thingy..Pretty exciting!

Woke up in tears this morning, had a dream. Not sure if it's a bad dream or a dream that supposed to bring me a message. I have a bad memory, the world knows that and I usually can't remember my dream the minute I wake up, all I know is I had a dream. But this one stayed vividly in my head.

In the dream, that's me, and my brother, J and my girlfriend (the one's who's not really here). It's a strange dream. I was talking to my girlfriend under a void deck, could be her house, I don't know..with my brother. Then I found myself and her and J at a bookstore kinda place..there were a lot of books on shelves and stuff...and I think J wanted to buy something, a white colored pouch while my girlfriend was browsing a book written by an author named Tamara W. Swift. Tamara Swift is a interactive cartoon character on BBC.com..she wasn't an author.. Strange, isn't it?

Then all of a sudden, I found my girlfriend and I in a bed sans J thankfully...a huge bed, King size, maybe in some manor or something. Wherever we were, it's a huge and beautiful place. Like a palace with gold and white everywhere. Anyway I'm sure whoever is reading my blog doesn't need me to spell out what was going on in the bed....Anyway, we laid lying on the bed, she was reading the same book she did in that bookstore place.

Our very very short conversation is as followed:

A(that's me):Hey.
W(that's her): Yeah? (Still reading her book)
And I kept quiet, just looking at her and everything was quiet.
A:Hey.
W:Yeah?
A: Does your dad still hate me?
W: No, in fact he's inviting you over for dinner.
Then everything was quiet.
A:Hey
W:Yeah?
When all I did was looked at her again, she put down her book for a while and looked back at me.
W:Yeah? (She said again, her attention on me)
A: I just wanna look at you. (In a very soft tone)
W smiled and went back to her book. Then she said "You've changed" and smiled again, returning to her reading.

I couldn't understand why she said that. I'm not sure if it means something. All I felt was happiness, pure bliss...we didn't have to do anything, or worry about anything, we were just making love and lying on the bed and watch as time passed.

Then the dream took us out of the bed, all clothed, outside a departmental store. It's like she doesn't know me at all. She was standing there, selling something and completely ignoring me. And there were people around me, kissing and doing other stuffs I couldn't remember. Then when I realized she was ignoring me, I was sad and down and I ran to the toilet and I was really hurt and all that... I didn't understand what was going on...How could she not know me?

Then I guess my mum woke me up when she stole my fan. It was a hot morning and I couldn't go back to bed or into the dream, for that matter. I wanted to see her, I wanted to feel that bliss and love between us. There was just nothing. And my day was ruined cause I couldn't stop thinking about her!

And the thing is, I have to go back to my revision. I'm having my Marketing Mock Exam on the 17th of March...12 chapters and a blank mind.