砂漠のJeffire

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Monday, July 02, 2007

Please do not get the wrong idea, I meant dreams in the sense of nightmares and such. Ambitions cannot kill. Or rather, to me, it is worthwhile dying for your ambition, especially if it is for a good cause. Today, the example I am going to quote isn't quite classifiable as a nightmare though it is the main reason for this post.

Well, I can't really remember alot of the "dream". Basically my memory begins from going to a heartland shop zone which is on the 2nd-3rd level of an old HDB block (I believe there isn't any kind of such shops anymore, the most similar should be the ones at Bukit Merah central.) I went up there to cut hair, but decided not to do first for some unknown reason. Then I was in a food centre, stopping at a stall which was ran by a family. I sat down and the stallowner's daughter smiled and said they are going to eat dinner soon and will eat with me. I looked at the menu and decided to order a fried bee hoon instead of all the appetising dishes nor the hor fun which stood out as a single special order. Later when their dinner was ready, they had very great dishes compared to my paltry fried bee hoon, so they shifted to another table, leaving the son who was still at my table. He jumped away when I told him that he can join his family. And then when my order came, it was hor fun and not bee hoon! So I was quite fed up (and probably quite heart pained) and left without eating.

Later in the dream, I was outside the salon with Pika and his sister, Princess Pooh. I checked the ATM for my account and realised that they had charged many things that I didn't buy to my account. (In real life there is no such ATM service, by the way) Feeling angry (and exasperated) I went to argue with the salon's manager, who had very bad service. I first reasoned that they might have made hold transactions that meant they were holding my $ though it hasn't been deducted yet. But I was really angry that the manager disagreed and yet did nothing to salvage the situation. As I know there were people waiting for me, I wanted to text Pika but before I could do so, one of my irritating schoolmates called me. (In real life, I reckon she works in a MLM though I have yet to see with my own eyes her real job, and this girl always calls me at the wrong time) I slammed the phone immediately and continued to try to text, though even before I could finish my text, I had already woken up. I felt very nervous, panting and unhappy during the first few moments after waking up.

Later in the day I realised that maybe some of people who died in their sleep with no apparent symptons could have died in their dreams. I have always believed in the power of dreams though I read that dreams are just random strings of flashes of your memory as your brain "archives" and "manages" your memory. Of course I have no scientific evidence, nor there isn't any way that scientists can test this theory (who would want their subjects to die in an experiment?) but personally I nearly had a heart attack after dreaming of Sadako (okie that was some 2-3 years ago) so I guess it is perhaps one of the reasons why people would die for no reason in their sleep.

Then, what can be done to reduce the chances of possibly dying in your sleep? First, I believe it is important to have control of your mind, which means you should have a calm and steady mentality. If you panic in real life, probably you would also panic in your dreams. Next, it is also important to know when dreams occur. I read that dreams occur during the light sleep period, ie, usually the first or last stage of your sleep. What we can do is to not refuse to wake up from this period. This goes back to the first point on mentality. You must remember to wake up and break the dream. I have dreamt of umpteen things and find that it can be practised and controlled (though I have yet to learn how to prolong sweet dreams, lol! Usually sweet dreams end fast..sianz) Next, please sleep properly and don't have breath stopping stuff on the bed. You never know when you will sleep-act. (Imagine dreaming of kissing Paris Hilton and she turns out to be Sadako while in life you are actually kissing your pillow, maybe you just die of self-suffocation!) Finally, dreams are unpredictable but still they are made up of an amalgam of your thoughts and what you have seen. Try not to see/experience too many weird stuff if your heart cannot take it, but this is also not up to us too. Hence my conclusion is, when you are fated to depart the world, you will.

After talking so much of dreams and nightmares, I recommend that you forget all about what I said. Or disregard them as just mere theories. I mean it because I know some people have very easily impressionable minds and I don't want to be accused of using reverse psychology to make people sleep-suicide themselves.

Well, apart from the above, let me recall some interesting stuff from my life....

Last Friday I went for midnight shopping and Orchard was flooded, flooded and flooded. There wasn't really much to buy though. We had dinner at a Japanese shop at Cuppage Plaza. The shop is called something no Osho. I had spicy ramen and the rest had tamago (egg) ramen. Our conclusion is that the ramen was too salty. Water is free flow instead of green tea. Prices aren't cheap for students but fine for working adults. We had gyoza (fried dumplings) and special ketchupy tori kaarage (fried chicken) with fries. The gyoza was really nice, slightly oily but tastes great. The other dish wasn't that nice but it was quite special. Kinda like a Japanese styled "kurukyok" (sweet and sour pork0. The steal for the day eventually was Fancl stuff from Isetan Wisma. Fancl staff at the OG outlet were terribly disappointing with nobody even offering to serve the 4 of us. I commend the 3 busy staff at the Isetan Wisma outlet and condemn the 3 at the OG outlet. We also enjoyed shopping in Tangs and I was made the butt of jokes as we were inside the underwear section... OMG, I hope I don't get those super tiny clothless trunks for my present! (bright yellow, red somemore, pengz) I went home on the last NEL train and reached home at 140am. Oh, and I wore a magnet stud for the 1st time and nobody seemed to object to me wearing it. Haha. Maybe I didn't look too bad in it.

Saturday was the gathering of the rabbit family. 11 people went to Fisherman's Wharf to have fish and chips with most having the $6.50 cream dory fillet. I felt that it was quite affordable although I think it was not value for money. The quality of the fish was great but not the greatest I had ever eaten. The fries, wow, too much for the average Singapore I guess. Kinda got sick eating the oil soaked fries. The malt vinegar made the fish smelled really really nice. Overall, no thumbs up because the ambience, the price and the food can't sum up to a pass. After the dinner and some laughing, we wanted to go TCC but walked a long long way passing the super crowded Esplanade and Marina Square. I can't fathom the reason for going there despite complaints that it would be super flooded but eventually we ended up at the quieter Millenia Walk. The TCC there couldn't accomodate 11 of us but Coffee Club could. However, I totally give Coffee Club thumbs down because of their lousy service and lack of variety in the drinks section. The 10% discount from UOB cards helped a little bit but sorry, I get 15% from TCC, and great service from them. Plus TCC has more drinks even though it is more expensive. Coffee culture is the in-thing in Singapore therefore people look for the experience more. I certainly enjoyed more in TCC. After the drinks and some people had to go home, I had to go East Coast Park for LSY's chalet cum send-off. Bus 36 took 40mins to come to Suntec but when it finally came, the bus was totally full. However the next bus came within 5mins, and I got on to the bus. While it took me 20mins to walk to the chalet, it was still the right bus stop I alighted at. Heng ah. I certainly hate Singapore chalets because they are small, expensive, and poorly maintained. Maybe in the future I should run a chalet too, sure can earn $. Anyway there were so many people in the chalet, maybe 20 odd and nobody bothered to clear up stuff. Food hygiene succumbed to laziness, resulting in kilograms of food wasted. I had planned many many barbecues and chalet outings before and had stopped since 2001 because I felt that there was no point in going for chalets because of all the people who are so damn pampered in their homes. No point sweating out for others, prepare, order, buy, cook, clean and nobody thank you for your work. No point trying to squeeze for a wink and everyone else is playing like mad, screaming vulgarities and laughing at stupid jokes. Well, of course I DON'T want a quiet and dead gathering but c'mon, spare a thought for those who need a wink because they worked their socks off for you to enjoy your night.

I slept around 430am after losing some 10+ dollars betting in blackjack, in the process fattening the wallet of a certain guy. I didn't feel sad though. It was just 10+ dollars, no point making yourself sad over that little amount of money. We checked out of the chalet at 630am as the guys finally scrambled to clear up. Luckily my brother drove there and I could drive to the airport in comfort and quickly rather than to take the stupid bus. Indeed we (me, my brother and his pri sch classmate) had enough time for a breakfast in the staff canteen while waiting for the entire group to reach Terminal 2.

The guys had grown up well, from really silly boys with absurd PSLE scores to today's scholars, undergraduates, and good men ready to contribute to the society. I dare say PSLE is not a good indicator of your future. Heh. I had my last task done, carrying LSY's luggage from the van to the canteen and then to the departure hall. We took some photos and there he goes, back to China to celebrate his birthday. Oh, and his birthday cake was made by one of his former classmate, a girl. The cake was tiramisu, but there wasn't any tinge of alcohol inside. I only had a mouthful because I was quite late and thank god I only had a mouthful. (remember that food hygiene was very low at the chalet).

Just 2hrs after the debacle at the airport, I was at the field in Yishun, ready to play football with my own former classmates of Catholic High. Most of the chaps have grown much muscular, and much much richer! Talks of high salaries certainly make me think that I must get down to action soon and not waste my youth anymore. But that is still a thought. I am still mentally weak, just as when I was on the field. I scuffed a one-on-one chance, shooting straight at the keeper, missed a tap in, missed a chance to score a spectacular diving header (I only stretched my short leg out and missed the ball entirely) and probably sprinted 50 times 10-20 metres and walked another few hundred metres in that 1.5hrs of football. Basically if you were watching, I was probably the player that had the crowd most disappointed. Thoughts of a debut goal disappeared with that audacious miss just in front of the goal. I guess while 2 boots with no soles is a good reason but it is still a lousy excuse to perform badly. Of course, I dumped those 10-yr old boots.

In fact, I dumped 2 pairs of shoes recently. The other one is a pair of running shoes I got during my NS, maybe in 2003. I still have a pair of running shoes, but surely, like what I put on my wishlist on the sidebar, I will have to get a new pair of soccer boots, just as when the GST/NETs hits a hike..... sianz. I am excited, however, because it is always nice to buy new shoes =p

And thank my lucky stars for giving me my 2nd 1st-prize win in a week. Yes, I didn't buy any 4d on Sat but on Sunday I won the 1st prize (IBet) again. Hahaha. =p This comes just after my lucky win on Wed. Hopefully the lucky streak can move on a little longer. I attribute it to a happy certain someone because I believe that this person is my lucky star. Hehe. When this person is happy, I have better luck. When this person is sad or angry, I am in trouble. Hope this certain someone who reads this will be happy reading this =) The dous are in for a treat too though I haven't got any requests for special stuff except for chips for the time being.

WOAH, I apologise for such a long, boring and silly post. My languauge sucks, yes, but I write my blog entries with sincerity okay! I give you juicy bits too, right? Hahaha.

Finally, thanks to the following people for making the week fun:

Ice Queen - thanks for the studs, paisay, havent tried them though because Ms E is holding them due to a mix up somehow
Ms E - thanks for staying cool despite my stupid jokes
Pika - thanks for organising so many outings, you are so cute now after using Fancl but please don't buy me special underwear for my birthday, people will stare at you and not me... =p
Princess Pooh - thanks for taking care of the dous and poohs, they are so cuteeeee
Dous - thanks for making my life so interesting... hehe
Edmund - thanks to Captain Edmund for giving me a chance to play, though you won't be reading this anyway

GRAZIE!! ARIGATOO!! XIE XIE!!! TERIMAH KASIH!! Gamsamnida!!

Bro Jinki is back in Singapore, the 7Seas will be reunited once again! Haha.

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