Before i get on the study (*which i doubt i can finish today*), i just wanna crap a lil here first.
Last night sleep was horrible.
Had an awful nightmare filled with scenes of child abuse.
Gosh! They feel so real.
Total nightmare. And woke up at 7.23am sharp.
Totally woke up with a jolt. Looked at the time and immediately woke up. Thought i was late for maths paper. Walked out, intending to message junejune that i will be late.
After a few seconds, realised it's sunday.
Returned back to bed with the heart pumping hard.
Tried for an hour to sleep. Slept and once again, another dream.
I dreamt that i told everyone about my dream about child abuse stuff.
And they all said i am crazy. And out of nowhere, i was at the hotel with sis and everyone.
Went to get breakfast and talked to a small lil cute boy.
Woke up.

I am feeling so sleepy and well, traumatize by the child abuse thing.
It's not anything. But all i can remember vividly is the using of the clothes iron to scald me.
Ar!
Get it off my mind!
Maths totally am able to drive me up the wall.
Gosh.
Ok, cut the crap and head back to maths.
Wish my luck people, because i really need it.