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Nickel and Red Revolution

I normally can find some obscure connections between my very weird dreams and real life events, but last night, I had the most bizarre dream, ever…

Things had been disappearing in my house lately, much to the puzzlement of my Dad, who told me to be careful. One Sunday, when I was home along, I saw a colleague (DO) standing at my gate. And I freaked out.

So, I crept to the basement to spy on him from below, but when I reached the end of the spiral staircase leading down, a man popped out. Thinking it was DO, I freaked out, before realizing it was another colleague who’s a friend, BO. And then, DO appeared behind BO.

So, I left DO and BO to have lunch together (Why in the world, I’m just as clueless) while I took a shower to calm down. When I returned, DO was gone, and I asked BO,

‘Did anything strange happen?’

To which BO replied,

‘Yes many strange things happened.’

And BO told me that he found out that DO had been stealing NICKEL from the office and peoples’ homes. That explained why all the metal plates on my medals were gone, and so were my CDs. Also, DO was stealing it under the instructions of a mastermind – SW (another colleague, female this time!).

At first, I was pleased that the mystery of the missing items was solved and was going to report it to my boss, YC. But BO reminded me that we had no real evidence besides his words. So I freaked out, wondering of DO and SW would kill me to silence me.

Change of scene, a loud siren blasted and suddenly, BO and I were caught in the midst of a Red Revolution. The BOLSHEVIKS (WTF?!) had arrived and we needed to produce our ICs. Some foreigners had no Singaporean ICs and were freaking out, while I assured some woman that they would give children more time to get their ICs out.

Next, BO and I were back in office and we saw DO stealing nickel from a colleague’s desk. Someone else snapped a photo, but it wasn’t sufficient because what we wanted to prove was that SW was the real evil mastermind behind it all.

I went to my desk, and feeling all panicky, I wanted to tell my desk neighbour, KT, on what had transpired. But throughout the day, people kept streaming to my desk to read E-mails, refusing to budge. And I believed that they were SW’s accomplices and were coming to keep and eye on me. And I got more and more paranoid and fearful…

Then I woke up to realize it was just a nightmare. But I still felt the fear in me, and my heart was beating very quickly…I felt scared all the way through putting on my contact lenses and changing to go for a run, before finally someone calming down.

I definitely didn’t have a restful night, so tired today!

My almost job at BT

Many of my friends are graduating this semester, and in the midst of hunting for jobs, thinking of the ideal job, and choosing between jobs. I think it has rubbed off me, because last night I had the weirdest career-related dream…

I dreamt that while working at The Shore, I went for an interview with an MNC called ‘BT’. I initially confused it with British Petroleum (BP), and felt it was a very prestigious job. I later remembered it was actually British Tabacco. It also offered a pay of $400 bucks more than my starting pay at The Shore.

I got the job, and signed a contract with an agreement to start months later. 

Months later, when it was time to submit my resignation letter to The Shore (one week notice only!), I started having cold feet because-

1. I had a 10% pay increment, and I realized it was so silly to want to job-hop for $400 bucks more.

2. I started worrying about what others might think if I worked for the tabacco industry. Furthermore, it was somewhat a moral dilemma even for myself.

3. I had begun enjoying my work at The Shore, and wanted to complete my 5 year program there. (What this 5-year program is, that’s a mystery to me.)

4. I realized I would be better off at the end of 5 years at The Shore.

And I was sorely regretting signing an agreement to work at BT in just 5 minutes, without even properly considering the pros and cons. And I kept asking my colleagues/bf/friends if it was illegal to break an employment contract, and no one knew.

(In my dream, I also kept thinking ‘its okay, in real life, I wouldn’t do anything as stupid…so I just have to bear with going to BT now, and it’ll be fine when I wake up later’.)

On the day I was supposed to start work at BT, I wanted to call up my interviewers who hired me, but didn’t know their numbers (WTF?!). I changed across a ‘healthy lifestyle’  poster at Sunshine Plaza, put up by BT, and quickly called the hotline.

(In my dream, I also thought, ‘even though this will be untrue when I wake up, I cannot stand my stupidity any longer, I need to get out of BT and get back to The Shore!’)

I can’t really remember what happened after that, but I woke up feeling pretty relieved that the nightmare was over. And just in case, I did a mental precautionary check and asked myself,

 ’Look, I’m going to work at The Shore today right? There’s no BT! Yes, correct, good.’

Guess I should feel grateful to be at work today, haha.

The Dream With Taitong

Last night, I dreamt that Taitong and I got into the final round interview/assement at The Shore, which was held at NYC. We quickly booked a budget airline flight for 100+ SGD, flew over, found a rental apartment… and the landlord insisted Taitong slept in a room, while I was to share a room with someone else. According to her, if Taitong and I shared the same room-

‘You guys will talk too much and no one can stand it.’

What the hell!

My Dream Wedding

Literally, a ‘dream’ wedding.

Last night, I dreamt that it was my wedding day, and I rushed to a chapel after work…and I was completely frantic because of the following:

1. My (unidentified) groom was so lazy that he refused to plan anything about the wedding. Therefore, I had no dress, no flowers, no decorated chapel, no food. no shoes…

2. Somehow, I had believed that my groom had everything secretly planned to surprise me. BUT HE DID NOT.

3. So, in my panic, I rushed to the florist near the chapel and asked if they could decorate the place in 15 min (the wedding was starting in 30 min) and to my relief, they said yes! They also provided me with a huge arm bouquet of roses.

4. When I went up to the chapel, I found that my colleagues, had actually bought random flowers to help decorate the chapel for me… probably out of pity. And bought me a small bouquet of roses, and I told them I had one… lying that my groom bought it.

5. I rushed down to the florist to tell them that they no longer needed to decorate the chapel.

6. I went to the toilet to try on a random white dress I had bought, but it was dirty… I wore it anyway because my office clothes were black.

7. I kept thinking about what an embarassing wedding it was going to be.

8. I thought of running away from the wedding, but I didn’t want to let my friends + family + colleagues down…

9. So as I stood outside the chapel, ready to walk in, I sms-ed the groom and said, ‘Once you go on stage, you better confess that this miserable wedding is all your doing, and express your regret, otherwise I will not say ‘I do’ later’

10. When the groom went up on stage, he started talking about how he busy he was at work…

And I thought to myself,  ’FML’.

At that moment, I also woke up and was relieved that I wasn’t getting married.

Late for my party…

Two nights ago, I dreamt that I organized a huge Chinese New Year Party at my house and…

I overslept at my grandmother’s house and arrived at my own party late, when all my friends had made themselves comfortable in my basement. And I felt totally left out as everyone was talking to each other.

Later on, Lennel and I stole red napkins from Ikea for the party.

And I woke up really relieved that I wasn’t really late for my own party.

My Anniversary Surprise and Fainting Teacher

Before I slept, I was asking Ban to go ask Lennel what my anniversary surprise (today is the day!!!) is going to be, and let me know whether its nice.

So, I dreamt that my surprise was that Lennel arranged for a restaurant to play my favourite music from 5-7pm, the time when we would be there. While we were there, a dog was dancing (like a lion dance), and then it vomitted out my present in my lap. The present was some strange, kiddy, furry bag, and in it was a ring that looked just like the ring we have now.

In my dream, I thought, ‘ANOTHER COUPLE RING?!!!!’

And I was also staring at the dog smiling at me, and thinking, ‘Wow. Dogs can sense and express such emotions too.’

Next thing I know, my teacher (I’ve no idea where he appeared from) kept fainting, standing up, and fainting, repeatedly. Until he just fainted and I tried to call 911. A passing schoolboy told me I should just drive him to the nearest hospital.

So I called a nuspe friend, Wilson, over and asked if he could drive my teacher to the hospital. At that moment, my teacher collapsed on Wilson, causing Wilson’s head to bleed. Wilson said it was okay.

Later in the day, Wilson’s sister called me telling me that my teacher should be compensating Wilson for his head injury. I told her that my teacher also fell onto my feet, causing them to bleed, but the sister somehow managed to convinced me that it was a different situation, and I agreed to call my teacher for her.

In my dream, all that made perfect, logical sense. But I can’t remember how so.

‘That’s my bf!’

I dreamt that Lennel and his cell group were doing part time work at a company located opposite my office, and I could see them because we were separated by a glass door.

One of my friends (why not colleague, I’ve no idea) pointed at a tall lanky guy cleaning the walls and said, ‘See, so tall!’. And I said ‘that’s my boyfriend!’.

Eventually, someone opened the glass door to go in and I dashed in to say hi to Lennel.

Any suggestions on what this is all about?

Abuse!

I dreamt that I was in a room where there was a long creature that had the face of a dog and the tongue of a snake. It looked like a stuffed toy and I thought it was harmless at first…

Until a guy kept throwing it at me and letting it crawl over me. He wouldn’t leave me alone, and would sometimes pretend to walk away, and then turn around to throw it at me. When the guy left, the creature still kept climbing onto me.

In my dream, I was too numb with fear to muster enough strength to fight back, but kept shouting ’this is abuse, abuse!’ And at one point, I was conscious of the fact that I was actually saying ‘abuse, abuse’ aloud…

I think my maid (who shares a room with me) must think I’ve a disturbed mind.

Anyway, I was in that horrible room with a creature because I was on my way to meet my piano teacher and his wife for lunch (I don’t know how a room can be on the way to lunch). I later dreamt that my teacher wanted to eat at Pizza Hut (?!!) and Lennel offered to treat all of us.

They just get weirder each night

Sat: I dreamt that my piano partner, Sherilyn, wasn’t really my piano partner. Instead, she was standing in for Kelvin (her ex-partner), and I was supremely impressed by how much effort she put into learning Kelvin and my piece. When Kelvin finally returned, I couldn’t play with him for nuts, and was very disturbed that he played with earphones on.

Sun: I dreamt that one of my good friends murdered someone, and I knew she was going to kill her Dad. That’s not the scariest part- what was most freaky was that my friends and I did not stop her, but instead, ensured we had ‘evidence’ to incriminate her. And we visited her house that evening to attend the wake and acted like her friend. We also told someone else about what happened, and she fainted upon hearing it.

I am so disturbed. I feel like I haven’t slept all night.

The Kind Soul who gave me $11000.50

Last night, I dreamt that I was caught for illegal downloading of I-don’t-know-what and had to pay a fine of $110000.50 or be jailed. I could pay the entire fine at a go (which of course, even in dreamland, I knew was completely impossible), or pay it in installments of $500/month.

I was actually downloading stuff for some other friends when I got caught, so I wrote to them in a desperate plea, asking that they contribute some money to pay my fine, stating that ‘any amount, no matter how small, will go a long way’. To my surprise, two friends signed me a cheque of $500.

And to my greater surprise, they were at a coffeeshop, where the owner of a stall overheard my story, and signed me a cheque of $11000.50, without even having met me before. (I failed to realized in my dream that I had actually made a profit then)

I suspected that the coffeeshop auntie was merely trying to flaunt her wealth, and that the cheque would bounce because she didn’t have that sum of money. I banked the cheque anyway, and to my surprise… I saw that my bank balance had increased!

I have thought about it and see no connection between my dream and any event that transpired during the day.