2pm-330pm.
dream one:
i wake up and clamber out of under the table. my huge square canvas was supposed to have my painting. but now there was a huge sbs-colour scheme truck face. david says, "ahah ryan while you were sleeping i painted your painting! Now you can't diss junyu and i for painting for each other!"
dream two:
we're all invited to a gala dinner. not before david and i scramble and fight in the newly renovated year 5 art room, second storey. a couple of new art students are looking at us but we do not care.
dream 3:
we're all gathered in the year 5 studio room. Z is in a summer dress. very nice short hairstyle. looks strangely like emma watson. sien asks, "hey ryan, ryan! (bites lip, raises eyebrows) should i tell her about my point system?"
"yeah sure."
(sien runs off after her.)
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