i am NOT ever gonna go to sch on a sunday ever again. it's very degrading.
imagine a place, with only a number of people enough to form 2 soccer teams. all the shops closed, and only you in a room studying. peace and quiet, i know.. but.. awfully TOO quiet for my liking.
sometimes i come to wonder.. do i have the gift of foresight? it's a longshot, but it seems so.
every once in awhile, i dream of something. it feels real, like any other dream. but it's a realistic dream, like it could and/or would happen, not like those nonchalant dreams of monkeys in suits serving you coctail, no.
then maybe in a few days, or weeks later, when you're out in the real world, it actually happens, and you have a sudden sense of deja-vu. it's very creepy sometimes, 'cause how in the world would you dream of something that might happen in the future, and yet it really happens?
but oh well.. i ain't like isaac mendez or something. my so-called 'foresights' are very normal things, like eating some food, or out with someone. very peculiar, indeed..