I had the best best bestest dream last night.
I was sitting in the carpark area at the old school campus with all the other sec 4's of 2005, and we were collecting our O level results. So I glanced at my slip, and i saw it.

EIGHT POINTS.

omg I almost died. And when I woke up, I was stupendously happy, then I realised. It was alllllllll a dream.

sigh.

How I wish, I wish.

Anyway, the whole day I spent feeling like I was wrapped up in cotton wool. Like everything was dulled and sort of like I was underwater. Kinda lonely, too. And slightly sick, nauseous. Irritable too.
Sigh.
Maybe its the so-called 'post holiday letdown'.
or not.

whatever it is, please, make it go awayyyy
:'(