And The Strangest Thing Happened...

December 4, 2006
11.30pm

After the 2 exams that used up most of my brain power, I was so exhausted I didnt even bother to shower before I dropped dead on the bed. I thought I just slept on the blanket without actually going under it cuz i dont like to mess up my bed till I'm really fresh and clean and ready to go sleep.

But the strangest thing happened. I woke up an hour ago and found myself lying still UNDER my blanket!!! After freaking out for about a minute and a half I tried to recall how I got under it and still be able to not crumple up my blanket (you know how when u have to get in you'll usually mess up the sides of the blanket). But no I can't recall a single thing. I mean, how issit possible that anyone got under the blanket yet not crumple the sides of the it? It's like I'm being put under it so nicely before smoothing out the creases of the blanket.

Two theories of speculation that I came up with: One - I got under it myself without even knowing it because I was too tired yet because deep down under I'm such a neat freak that I even have to smooth out the bed after climbing in. Two - an angel came to visit and carried me from my awkward position and tuck me in bed nicely without even have to crumple the bed.

I'd like to believe it's the latter. And that the bruise on my right forearm is a sign of that angel touching me. =) Just because, believing in the latter gives me hope that there is such a thing as miracle. The impossible. The unseen, the unknown and unexplored. The part of life or reality that we might never find out. We mortals have always needed to believe in some supernatural powers, to help us get through the darkest moments in our lives. And I'm just like anyone else who'd feel weak at times and needed a brighter outlook on things and just be hopeful. That's all we can do sometimes. Be hopeful.

Mystical events of life that no one can understand.. isn't it just amazing?!