Stress

We're all learning After Effects and I am damn stressed about my final project.

I know it when I am stressed. I get macabre dreams.

The other day, I dreamt that I was in a country that had fallen into a civil conflict. The skies were a bluish grey, an dark grey train was moving along the rail road. The scene looked desaturated, except for a man that looked pale, in a rich red coat who was standing inside the train. A group of young boys were held captive in one of the cabins. They were in their tattered clothes. Some men in military attire shoved the children military attire to change into.

A boy was already in military attire. He was unwillingly, and terribly scared. The pale man in the rich red coat shoved him a rifle. He asked the boy to shoot a few POWs behind him. The train came to a sudden stop. The boy almost lost his balance, while still holding the rifle. The man in the red coat shouted at him to shoot. He was angry.

The boy pointed his gun upwards, and started firing at the roof of the cabin, also painted in the same red colour. Both him and the red man could see that soldiers were falling down from the roof of the cabin through the cabin windows. The bodies made a loud continuous thudding noise as they fell to the ground. The boy then realised that he had killed the soldiers standing on the roof of the cabin. Blood was dripping through the bullet holes on the roof. He had killed when he didn't mean to.

The man in red was shocked into silence and he glared at the boy.

Then, I woke up.

Bleh. I hope I dream the next episode.

Be Glad

I rushed up a non-airconditioned 179 bus today, trying to make my way to the the Unifem office.

I climbed up the double decker bus, sat down, and I saw the kopi uncle sitting opposite me.

What a surprise. The kopi uncle makes coffee at canteen 3. He constantly asks me to study hard, and always reprimmands me. He said I looked pale and listless today, when I was buying coffee from him earlier today. I said I was tired, lacked sleep, and that his coffee would make me feel better.

He said nobody gets tired from studying.

So there in the bus, I asked the uncle if he was going home. He said no. I asked where he lived, and he said Boon Lay. I asked where he's going, and he said to West Coast to work. He works til 12am everyday at West Coast, and starts work at 6am in NTU.

So I guess its my dose of reality. I felt really dead beat today after continuously doing my sch and church work for many long days. But now, I think my lack of rest is temporary, and I love what I do. For others like the kopi uncle, I guess they do it out of necessity.

Be glad.