I woke up this morning after having some crazy dreams. Some are so crystal clear that they still stuck in my head. One of them was a dream which Sam Lau and I were trying to go to "the west side of Canada" (don't understand why I was so keen about the direction is that dream.) we started off at the east side, and we took turn driving a car. When it was my turn, I was driving in the desert like area, and the road was ultra bumpy. At one point the car was trapped in some ugly looking Mud, and kept yelling Sam Lau, "get out of the car and push". We somehow reached to the super crowded train station (the what?) and we found out that all ticket were sold.
I asked, "what should we do" but saw that Sam already got back to the car. In fact this time is somebody else' s car, which belonged to an old friend at church (forgot exactly who he or she is). And then the rest of the dream became hazy.
But the dream turned into my preparing to take a standardized test. My friend Hansel Sin seems very well prepared and walked out of the class which was set aside for people to prepare for the test. I was on the other hand very frustrated, and at one point struggling about whether I should bring a laptop computer with me.
And then "the camera" (my view point in the dream)cut to the time when I am already in the dream, struggling to answer all the questions. I found that I kind of knew a lot of the answer, but I was just too slow to answer most of them by comparing with the others. And when the end of the test approached, I didn't have one fifth of the questions answered. In fact I even mistakenly answered a lot of the question directly on the question paper instead of on the answer sheet. When someone came by to collect my answer sheet, I simply stapled (come to think of it, where in the world did I find the stapler on my desk anyway) the answer sheet with the stack of question paper, and then hand it over.
At the end I asked who will mark the papers and I wanted to talk to that person. I was about to tell that person how frustrated I was, and my plan of quitting school because of that. At that moment, I woke up from the dream.
This Is the Nth time I woke up from the nightmare of taking standardized test.
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
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