September 07, 2006 I realised how that one dream can make me change my viewpoint on life and the people around and how that little dream, too, turned my whole life upside down and can make me feel my lowest almost everyday without fail.
I can laugh over today's dream. How it can totally drive me insane with euphoria. It's absurd I swear.
And I woke up to face reality as it is at 7.44am. No I didn't wake up smiling but close to tears instead.
It sucked so badly I was on the verge of crying almost every few minutes so I decided not to go home. And I ended up in the arcade for the longest time ever. If not for work tomorrow, I wouldn't be home.
And I need not comment on school. Was too disgusted with something that I lost my appetite. Lunch cum dinner was shared with lic, some crispy chicken thingy and mushroom thingy.
Maybe I'm like that because I hit my head against the wall today again, or maybe it's just not my day.
Perhaps dreams just represent that little flame of hope that we always try to suppress or blow out ; what we really want but daren't ask for, daren't wish beyond imagination ; what we try to ignore but with many unsuccessful attempts. I guess it's forgotten an important part of life - that many things don't turn out the way we want it to be.