It's June. The month that I like least. Ugh. >_<"
Here in my country, the school year starts in June. That's one of the primary reasons why I don't like this month. The first day of school always irks me, because it marks the start of stressful days and sleepless nights. Though school days are actually quite fun due to the presence of my crazy-slash-cool classmates, school works which leave you stressed out and lacking in sleep really annoy me. This year it's more awful, because I am now entering college and I would have to adapt to change again. New school. New classmates. New world. I have already met my blockmates when I enrolled, and though I was able to chat with them normally, the feeling of indifference is still there. After all, I'm not really the sociable type of person. It's scary.. I still would have to get used to a lot of things. That's why I'm really dreading the 8th, because that's when school starts for me.
My friend Mara finally updated her journal today. Haha. And she talked about the sad dream she had last night. Well I had a dream too, but mine was really weird. In my dream, it was already the 8th, and so school already started. My school has a mall located nearby and in my dream, I was there, waiting for time to pass by. I don't know why, because my schedule for the first subject during Mondays is in the morning, so I wouldn't have extra time off to go to the mall. And besides, the malls don't open not until 10:00 in the morning. So it was really weird. I was having fun walking around, then I realized that I had school to go to. It was already 12:00nn when I realized that, and so I panicked. I was about to head towards university when I saw that I left my bag somewhere. I remembered still having it when I went to eat at McDonald's, but when I got there I couldn't find my bag and the layout of the restaurant seemed different. I spent the remaining time just looking for my bag. Then my dream shifted. It was like moving to the next episode of the same TV show, because the content of that portion of my dream was almost the same. I was in the mall, but this time my family's with me. The day was Tuesday, and we were walking around the mall when I saw that the time was 10 (or was it 5?) minutes to 11:00 am. My first subject during Tuesdays starts at 11:00 am, and so I told my parents I was going to be late if we don't get there soon. Contrary to what might have been their reaction in real life, they were really calm and asked me to wait for a while, because we were waiting for something to get done. Whatever that something is, I don't know. But my watch continued to tick, and so I dashed off to go to my uni, not wanting to wait for whatever it is they were waiting for. When I got there, it was almost 11:00, so I hurriedly tried to find the classroom where we're supposed to have that subject. To my confusion, the classroom wasn't anywhere to be found, though I was pretty sure I was looking in the right places. I saw one of my blockmates and we hurriedly tried to find the classroom, but we weren't successful. In the end, we didn't find it, and I gave up on getting to the classroom on time.
That dream was really eccentric, but I think I get the message it wants to convey. I'm the type of person who, most of the time, goes to class late so I think my dream wants to remind me not to be late in my classes. After all, in college, lates do mean something. Haha. That's all. ^_^
Here in my country, the school year starts in June. That's one of the primary reasons why I don't like this month. The first day of school always irks me, because it marks the start of stressful days and sleepless nights. Though school days are actually quite fun due to the presence of my crazy-slash-cool classmates, school works which leave you stressed out and lacking in sleep really annoy me. This year it's more awful, because I am now entering college and I would have to adapt to change again. New school. New classmates. New world. I have already met my blockmates when I enrolled, and though I was able to chat with them normally, the feeling of indifference is still there. After all, I'm not really the sociable type of person. It's scary.. I still would have to get used to a lot of things. That's why I'm really dreading the 8th, because that's when school starts for me.
My friend Mara finally updated her journal today. Haha. And she talked about the sad dream she had last night. Well I had a dream too, but mine was really weird. In my dream, it was already the 8th, and so school already started. My school has a mall located nearby and in my dream, I was there, waiting for time to pass by. I don't know why, because my schedule for the first subject during Mondays is in the morning, so I wouldn't have extra time off to go to the mall. And besides, the malls don't open not until 10:00 in the morning. So it was really weird. I was having fun walking around, then I realized that I had school to go to. It was already 12:00nn when I realized that, and so I panicked. I was about to head towards university when I saw that I left my bag somewhere. I remembered still having it when I went to eat at McDonald's, but when I got there I couldn't find my bag and the layout of the restaurant seemed different. I spent the remaining time just looking for my bag. Then my dream shifted. It was like moving to the next episode of the same TV show, because the content of that portion of my dream was almost the same. I was in the mall, but this time my family's with me. The day was Tuesday, and we were walking around the mall when I saw that the time was 10 (or was it 5?) minutes to 11:00 am. My first subject during Tuesdays starts at 11:00 am, and so I told my parents I was going to be late if we don't get there soon. Contrary to what might have been their reaction in real life, they were really calm and asked me to wait for a while, because we were waiting for something to get done. Whatever that something is, I don't know. But my watch continued to tick, and so I dashed off to go to my uni, not wanting to wait for whatever it is they were waiting for. When I got there, it was almost 11:00, so I hurriedly tried to find the classroom where we're supposed to have that subject. To my confusion, the classroom wasn't anywhere to be found, though I was pretty sure I was looking in the right places. I saw one of my blockmates and we hurriedly tried to find the classroom, but we weren't successful. In the end, we didn't find it, and I gave up on getting to the classroom on time.
That dream was really eccentric, but I think I get the message it wants to convey. I'm the type of person who, most of the time, goes to class late so I think my dream wants to remind me not to be late in my classes. After all, in college, lates do mean something. Haha. That's all. ^_^