I woke up from a warm sleep,
only to discover that I just gone through a bad dream.
Warm environment induces nightmarish sleep, babies suffer that most.
The dream was in bits and fragments, or as much I remembered.
First it involved me stealing 2 Nokia handphones of diff. model from 2 people I know.
I hid A's handphone in a place after stealing.
When I went back to recover the phone, a funeral was going on nearby.
It was A's funeral.
The next thing I knew was some electromagnetic sort of pulses affected me.
And I came back to reality, or rather, back to my warm and stuffy room.
I still think about the competition yesterday.
I remembered vividly what Ronnie Cai did during the competition.
Almost every movement.
After I was striked off the competition, I put on my JJ track n field shirt.
Ronnie also put on his NYP shirt, commenting, "I'm proud of my school" and giving a smile.
I'm super motivated by him to jump higher now.
His catchphrase has infected me. "I can do it"