To those still having Prelims: I strongly advise you not to read on.

Had a nightmare last night.
Kind of my fault, really. Read this Hp fic that made me cry. (If you're done with Prelims, read it. It's worth it for the spendid POVs, even if it is depressing as hell.) And of course, it had too much similarity to a personal incident.
And then, when I was looking at the stars, because it was windy I started singing Sun Yan Zi's Feng Zheng, when I remembered I sang it for Justina.
You should never personalise songs that way.
I cried my eyes out again. I thought I was done crying, but apparently not. I wasn't surprised though; I'd hear planes, and then I'd remember: hey, at the barbecue, we made wishes on planes because of the 'shooting star' on the Ansett tail. I'd laugh and then I'd remember she, Tracy and I laughed for half an hour straight over nothing. I was just too busy to have time to be sad.
I used to think that I had no happy memories to ward off Dementors because they were all bittersweet in their fleetingness.
Now, I truly have no happy memories.
Then I went to bed and I dreamed my class was assigned a haunted classroom: 1-17A (it doesn't exist). At first, we thought it was cool, but we were really freaked out when she started possessing people. And the school counseller told me if the ghost remained angry, she might kill someone. I was so frightened, especially for Siu Qey who wasn't frightened of the ghost at all, because I knew ghosts like people to be frightened so she would surely go after Siu Qey...
And I woke up and the ghost was still there.