Michael's dream
met Don for dinner at the Soup Restaurant Suntec last nite.
he finally successfully got himself transferred from customs duties to trade (FTA) enforcement.
his new post is only 5m away from his old cubicle but with a way nicer warmer boss.
sometimes it's the boss so is so anal that makes u wanna throw in the towel after 3mths.
c'mon.. his immediate boss had the lowest staff retention rate. 5 recruits in 2.5yrs. wow...
thank God for the blessings and Don, welcome back to church after lapsing for a good 10 years!
he was so sweet! i only casually mentioned that i wanted Paulo Coelho's Eleven Minutes and Malcolm Gladwell's Blink which is a sequel to The Tipping Point but coz they were expensive,
i decided against buying them. he bought them for me. ouch =)
had 2 dark malt beers anda few cigs.
feels damn self-appreciative to self-destruct after prolonged mental hypertension.
came home and zzz at 3am. woah. knocked out til 11am.
one of the most energizing sleeps i ever had in a very long while.
a total crash into my bed, without ever to stare at the white ceiling.
but how could sleep be without dreams?
so i had dreams, rather ridiculous ones at that too =P
i dreamt that i bought a new phone (which i need one in reality).
i bought the same motorola cell that Liz has. the flat clam-shell one with high photo resolution.
i got the silver one and was happily snapping photos with it.
then i met Michael with my new phone. jus happened to bump into him on the streets.
(for all those who do not know Michael, he is my sec sch tuition teacher's eldest son, who was frm RI GEP, RJC, NUS Engin and a DSTA scholar who is 4 yrs older than me.
no, i do not have pictures of Michael. but he's damn cute lah! very athletic person.)
Michael took me out on a spin in his car since i was free, he was free and the weather was superb. we took lotsa pictures of everything and ourselves, we chat alot and had ice cream.
it was a wonderful day (in my dream) to catch up with an old friend.
if this event happened in reality, i would have had a thoroughly enjoyable day =)
i used to literally bunk at Michael's home during sec sch,
have dinner with his family but i hardly talked to him. he only chat with me when his Dad's not ard.
then we would play PS together when i finished my homework and my tutor was out at the market.
but upon completing sec 4, i hardly went back to visit them except to visit his parents.
and he won't home either =/
so in my dream, i dreamt i caught up with an very old friend and had a very fun day.
then i asked his younger brother Kenneth if Michael was attached and he told me 'yes' so okay.. that's nice. (i do not know in reality if Michael's attached. i don't even have his number)
after which i found myself amidst an army exercise in a coconut plantation. *rolls eyes*
it was a battle between EOD space-suit wearing, rubber pellet shotting guys versus babes in green uniform. yes, lean mean babes in their low-cut, tapered-at-the-waist Number 4s.
i can't remember which side was i on but likely on the girl's team
coz someone shot rubber pellets at me. reminds me of paint-ball...!!!
nway, the babes all had green-greyish eyeshadow on, smooth foundation, blusher and practically looks like SAF ARMY poster girls!
i asked them why eye-shadow when it's an exercise?
they replied that they wanna look pretty whenever wherever. good answer!
then my phone rang and i woke up.
i can understand why i dreamt of Michael, the new phone and a spin in his car.
but i think the part about army, exercise, combat battle and green uniform has to be accredited to Ryan and Liz for the happy chat they had at Happy Daze last nite.
smth about skimmed milk, army, SAFOS Scholar, grades and outfield exercises...
it's that whole army part being condensed into my head!!! eerie!!!
coz Liz was saying how she wished she joined the army and wondered if she will survived through the toughness it demanded. ok, so that girl with eye-shadow would likely be her. opps.
yes, i think ladies should be dressed up and pretty for all occasions regardless of circumstances!
ok, enough of army talk and funny dreams. time to work!
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