tat is our new slogan for our class 5S1.. Lame but yet it has its own meaning. Tat was our only cheering slogan for the frisbee competition yesterday. I can tell you, everyone was tired.. Every game lasted 8 mins, wif 2 mins break after each 4 mins. With Chung Kiat, Calvin, Tim, Daecan, Wei Hong and Jia Da by my side. We had the upper hand.
So, here's the result after alot of hard work.
5S1 - 5S4 1-0
5S1 - 3A6 6-0
5S1 - 4S3 1-0
So, you see... We barely made it, but we did... wohoo.. So it's going to be another finals against Jiat.. I for one, would find it interesting coz it's been two years since we played against each other. We've always played with each other, entering competitions but now, we're playing wif new teams and new people from our own classes. So, it's a whole new level of fun.
Last night, I had a weird dream.. A very lame frightening dream. It all began like this:
Me and Calvin were walking back from a party. Apparently, he leaves in the same area as I did in the dream as compared to reality. The party ended so we were heading back to our houses. We were crossing a road when I pointed out to Calvin that there were two large mutated rats 100m away. They were abnormally huge, as big as a golden retriever.
It caught our attention. But for no reason we ignored it...
I said, " It's probably just an experiment gone wrong. "
So, we crossed the road, in the middle of the night, when the moon was round and full, hanging above us wherever we went. Before we parted, we waved goodbye as normal friends do. There was a slight uphill on my 3 o'clock. An image moved slowly, revealing its bones and rottening carcass as it shone under the moon's glow.
It was a zombie rat... Man, I can assure you that it was staring at me wherever I walked. Staring, like a vulture, waiting for it's prey to fall victim to a predator and finish off the rest of my corpse. I carried on walking, ignoring the glare given out by the empty sockets of the zombie.
This is the closest I could find to my description of the boney rat. But it did not look like tat at all in my dream...
I walked along the paveway leading to the house when suddenly I hear chittering noises. And without notice, one by one, oversized rats appeared from dark corners, emerging and revealing their thirst for human flesh. They started chasing me... I spun 180 degrees and started running. The smell of blood rushing into my nose. Don't ask me why, but I swear to you I could smell it even though I'm sleeping.
This is how it looked like... Well, almost gua..
I ran, seeking help. Funny why I never run to the cars driving by... Mayb you can't control every details in your dream. So there I was running like a man on steroids, pushing my every limit running. After constant pacing for a few minutes, I looked back to find that the rats were walking now. They slowed down. I wouldn't want to find out why. I continued running. Glancing back every now and then. Just as I slowed down, I bumped into something.
I looked straight and found myself staring at a man, a head taller than me. Standing under the streetlight with his face looking at me. Or so I thought. The shadow caused his face to be hidden and therefore I could not tell his expression.
I went, " Sir, you've got to help me..." I move around him, hoping that the light could tell me he was not a drug addict or thief. And as soon I caught a glimpse of his face under the street light, I shrieked. He had a typical face, long nose and Joker's smile (Batman, wonder how that got into my dream) and most noticeable, holes for eyes. Blood drooled from his sockets, flowing slowly as he stenched of sweat and blood. He smiled, revealing the blood-stained teeth. I stared in horror. Real horror.
I'm sure he didn't look like this. But this is not the closest to my dream.
This is more like it. More like the one in my dream exep she's a girl and she has black eyes.
But being semi-conscious, I remember telling myself, reminding that it was just a dream and there was nothing to be afraid off. To prove it, I used my two fingers and went for his eyes. I touched it, and it was proven to be wet and sticky, as blood would have been. Then, my mind was confused and frightened. No one can smell and feel in their dreams. Can they? I don't think so.
So, all my instincts told me that this wasn't a dream no more. And I picked up where I left off. AND RAN... As hard as possible.
And before I reached the end of the road, I was cornered by amazingly mutated rats. I was panting very hardly, finding it hard to breathe. Doomed, the one word that came to mind. They closed in on me. And as soon as one took a bite on me, I awoke in sweat. In an aircond room. In my room.
Thank god it was just a dream. It seemed so real. Dreams are getting more and more realistic to me these days. Better stop taking steroids.. XD not like I do...
And here's a lame pic of CJ wif Sonia's Iphone..
