I must be too stressed.

Lying on my bed flipping through my Maths notes anxiously, trying my best to memorize or at least familiarize myself with all the formulae so I can recall them during my Maths paper at 12pm later on. Halfway through memorizing, suddenly a loud "cuckoo!" made me jerked up looking at the cuckoo clock. Shocked, I hurriedly jumped off my bed and took all my notes, running here and there to grab stuff that are lying nearby and threw them into my bag. The clock continued to cuckoo for 11 times before stopping. "OMG! It's 11am and I'm still at home? I will need an hour or so to travel to school, how am I able to make it on time???", I thought to myself. With that thought, I dashed out of my house and the last minute memorized formulae left my brain together with the sound of cuckoo clock.

Okay, It's 12pm now and I'm in school. I made it! But here comes another problem, where's room C8.10? I'm lost in the middle of TARC and I don't know which direction to go. Looked at my right, a long corridor to don't know where, and my left, an old building I'm sure is the Pre-U block. I'm standing beside a tree and lots of people walked by me without looking at me. Behind me is a big field and there's the car park beside it. In front of me, I can't remember what was it or where it lead to. Using my brain I started to analysed the number of the room, c8.10 must be at some C building, 8th floor, the 10th room. But I just can't remember where's building C in TARC! Can't afford to waste anymore time, I took my phone out and called carmel, after few rings she picked up and I felt relieved for a moment that only last for 2 second (?), because when I told her I'm lost in TARC and before I ask her where's C8.10, she screamed : "TODAY'S PAPER IS AT SINGAPORE EXPO EH! Why are you at TARC?!" ........ Dumb founded, I replied her I'm be there soon! I can't possibly miss my finals right!! Ending the call, I thought to myself, how can I reached expo at the shortest time? And then! while walking towards the bus stop and passing by the car park, I saw 舅母 (jiu mu), my mum's eldest bro's wife, standing beside her car. Ran over to her and said : "jiu mu can fetch me to expo or not? I'm late for my paper already!!" While talking to her I already opened her car door and sat in it, urging her to faster drive me there. But she coolly replied : "I need to wait for hengheng (my cousin, her son) to finish school first wo." HUH!! Just then, hengheng appeared beside the car (must be telepathy) and I quickly said : "He's here, he's here! faster please!" I think she must have been shocked to see how desperate I am, so she kinda became anxious with me and speed all the way to expo.

By now, you should have realised this story is based on my dream right? If not, it must be because you've never heard of either Singapore Expo or TARC or both.

Anyway, by the time I reached expo, it's almost 1.30pm and when I jumped out from the car after saying thanks and receiving good luck from my jiu mu and hengheng, (seriously I think I'm lacking luck today) I ran towards the nearby white modern looking building trying to find C8.10. Where is it, WHERE IS IT? Running like a mad woman searching for directory, I stopped in mid track and took out my phone. I know nobody will be picking up this call but I still try my luck and dialed the number that I've already memorized by heart. When I heard like about few thousand rings, (I'm exaggerating, maybe only a few rings) Carmel picked up the call and I felt like I've hit the lottery! But that's not the main focus, I hurriedly asked her : "I'm at expo now so where's C8.10? Why you still can pick up phone one? I thought you're halfway through paper? You finished and left la? So easy meh?" She replied : "HUH? Paper starts at 1.30pm you faster come! Today is Maths paper only 2 hours mah. I'm going in soon!!" Whoa whoa whoa, so what is this now? So I'm still not late? At least not 1 and a half hour late. Reaching in time still not that bad, so after telling me how to go to c8.10, I ran out of the building, saw a muddy path on the right of the building, followed the path that took me to the back of the building, jumped over a longkang, ran down a hill slope and finally saw the 8 floors building in front of me. Managed to stand in front of the room at 1.40pm. Went in and sat beside Carmel and behind razif (my form 4 classmate), she looked at me and I gave her the you-don't-know-what-I've gone-through-just-now look. Waiting for paper to end and tell her the whole story. She mouthed : "jiayou" and I returned : "you too."

Flipped open the question paper after soothing down my almost-going-to-heart-attack heart, I realised all the questions seem easy so I started doing happily and before I finished it .....

I woke up! HAHAHAHA. What is this dream la??!! At some point of the dream, I really felt so helpless and hopeless till I almost experience mental breakdown. Very ridiculous dream but I always have this kind of doesn't-makes-any-sense dream. Some even weirder than this. Shall blog about it if I have time, I tend to remember details even after I woke up, I guess that's why every morning I felt like I didn't sleep well last night. How to sleep well when I'm running around trying to find my way. Normally I'll remember roughly what I see in my dream but in my memories the place doesn't seem to match with what I see in reality. For example, in this dream I don't see any traces of TARC but I know I'm in TARC. Expo don't look like expo too. And fyi, TARC is located in KL, Malaysia and Expo in Changi (?), Singapore. I don't know how my jiu mu can speed all the way from KL to SG in 1 and a half hour driving a (I don't remember) 7 seater car. And somehow hengheng who is at most only 15 y/o appearing in TARC doesn't seem logical and where the hell Razif came from? HAHAHAHA. Strangely I seem to recognize him just by looking at his back, I got the oh-I'm-sitting-behind-Razif feeling.

So ending this with the blog title, I MUST BE TOO STRESSED!