Dream : The Classroom

i have many dreams this week.

the first one, *i forget when i had this dream*

my dream was about my school,
i was still in the 24 classroom, and there were friends around me, we had our chit-chat. * i forget who they were*
then, i had to leave *because my stomach hurt so much that i had to wake up* and i thought that i could come to this class and meet them another day, the days we come to school, like the usual 200++ days a year.

after i woke up, i knew that it was just a dream. but.. it's sooo real for me.

hahahhaa.. baka me, though i don't really miss my friends but i still dream about them.
is it from the deepest of my heart that i really miss them, my friends for 3 years in Senior High?
i thought for a while after i woke up, and my answer is that i had my dream because i miss the classroom, my place in the class, the view from my place, not my friends.
*sorry friends, to be cruel*


it's just hard to leave the class that i've used to study for 3 years.
before this Senior High, the class since i was primary had always been changed year by year.
so, 3 years are not a short time to be in the room no. 24.

you know, the feeling when you go to the 3rd floor and walk to the second room of your left hand. *that you would feel sooo tired because you have to take the stairs and go to the 3rd floor while you're taking 5kg of books on your back.. >,<*

i won't ever forget the tired i have for 3 years every morning.
hahaha...