I had this really weird dream, so I'll write about it now before I start forgetting it.

I opened up my wardrobe, and there were as many school/class/cca jackets as there were t-shirts.
Then I was on the MRT, and my conductor was distributing O level result slips.
And I only averaged 50.3 for my humanities!!!

Then I woke up and had apple juice and feta and blue stilton with crackers for breakfast. I turned the newspaper over and found out that deathcab for cutie would be performing here on the 12th of August!!

And it's already 11.03.