Nightmare

My initial post was going to be a rant on how the subject MORAL is nothing but an evil ploy to make brilliant students like us fail, and how it’s inherently useless, pointless, demoralising (what a clever pun!) and other similar terms beside. In short, Moral can be summed up as a pure fuckshit. :)

Once my head suffered from the same old pressure of stress or something, I decided enough is enough, and I’m not going to be bothered what the fuck is the other nilai for the Women, Family and something Ministry. It’s really stupid, but I think I’m tired of stooping low enough for this one miserable subject.

On the with the main subject!

I have a nightmare throughout my sleeping hours earlier, right up to 6.30am. It involves that creepy long-haired little girl from Ringu (or The Ring, whichever version we watched), and it’s severely complicated and mixed up that I can’t exactly remember what happened apart from trying to drown her.

There were a few people with me, familiar people no doubt, but I just can’t remember who they are now. And it was in an old wooden house set on top of a hill.

It’s fucking scary ‘cause I remembered being terrified like hell, to the point that when I got woken up by my alarm at 6am, it was strong enough to prevent me from going into my own toilet as everything was freaking dark and the image of that stupid little girl haunted me.

My bed was directly near to the room where that spooky girl resides (I remember the room was separated by the paper-made Japanese door, most likely because I watched Ringu 0 in its Japanese version), and I remembered being scared shitless by that fact. Sigh.

So yeah, it was obviously in a dark and spooky setting and the only hilarious incident was this:

Gopinath, arrived outside the house by his friend’s car, Daniel (don’t even know if he even exists as Gopi’s friend) and walked right inside the house, blushing, and wearing a pink skirt. HAHAHHAHA.

Siew Keat and I guffawed at that sight, and Gopi ran straight to the shower to change. And there were also four naked men prancing around in the showers.

Apart from this rather inane combination, it’s a scary little nightmare alright. For some reason. And I was semi-happy before I slept because Advent Children was released on the Internet, earlier than its official release date (damn piraters). And I had went to order the RM200 DVD, heh.

After I awoke from that nightmare, I ate breakfast and showered, and accidentally pulled out the stainless steel tower-hanger thingy. One nail was missing, so I was searching on the floor and couldn’t find it. Wore my specs, searched the same spot and couldn’t find it until I heard some soft tinkle, looked on the ground, and lo and behold, the bloody missing nail when I searched that same spot twice before.

I’m pretty sure my eyes are still good.

*shudders*

Edit at 11:20pm: Was studying Econs in my room, with the radio on, when SUDDENLY the fucking musical windmill thingy on my bookshelf that I received from Eugene MADE SOME SOUND for 3 seconds. That frightened the shit outta me.