I have been having these incredible yet freakishly vivid dreams.
Two days ago i visited the bookstore in my dream. Dunno whether it's Popular or MPH, but i suspect it was the latter. I could recall the damn price of the book. It was 94.50. Mm hmm! I can remember book prices in my dreams!
I called mum, she said it was too pricey and to return another day when they have promotion / clearance. Then fast forward to "another day" and the price turned out to be 145.90! And i was feeling extremely annoyed (in my dream, that is) and that was when i woke up, feeling rather bewildered and with the book prices stuck in my head. 0_0!
The next one is even weirder.
First, i was driving and a Kancil-driving wantan was getting on my nerves. And so i shoved her the finger. And i could see the wantan (old-ish one. at least 40. blarrdy auntie wantan) showing this look of utmost unhappiness mingled with frustration, frown on her face and her lips pursed into a thin line.
*obviously i do not have anything against wantans / Kancil drivers. i will definitely give others the middle finger if they get on my nerves unless they drive a lorry and can ram me to smithereens.
Next day. I ended up cycling to school! No idea why. So when i reached, i saw that same wantan at the gates, talking to the uniform-clad security people, all the while staring around for that rude middle-finger-flashing bastard. I think she was gonna have me arrested. Fortunately enough, i cycled, so i sneaked to the side booth and signed my name in with the security dudes there (time, 8:05, surprising huh. i don't reach school that early anymore).
Suddenly, one of the security guards came to me. "Hey can you come with me?" and he beckoned me towards the gates where the wantan was standing.
And boom! Back to reality.
Strange, man. I seldom have such vivid dreams after which i can remember so many details. I bet it's my screwed up body clock. I've been sleeping at 6-7 am, waking up at 2 pm, sleeping again in the evening, waking up near midnight. Such insanity.
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Mum's car fizzed like crazy shit the other day when she got back. Wtf! Vapour was just geysering out from under the bonnet and rising up to the ceiling of the car porch, emitting this horrendous smell.
Mum kept her distance. Apparently, last time when she had the old Volvo, the bonnet once burst open upright with a bang. XD
Turned out to be something wrong with the radiator. Kept pouring water in, but it drains out quite as fast. Cracked radiator i presume. With the engine running, it takes approx 1 minute for the radiator to start fuming. Will have to wait for super clear traffic conditions and then zoom over to the mechanic.
Two days ago i visited the bookstore in my dream. Dunno whether it's Popular or MPH, but i suspect it was the latter. I could recall the damn price of the book. It was 94.50. Mm hmm! I can remember book prices in my dreams!
I called mum, she said it was too pricey and to return another day when they have promotion / clearance. Then fast forward to "another day" and the price turned out to be 145.90! And i was feeling extremely annoyed (in my dream, that is) and that was when i woke up, feeling rather bewildered and with the book prices stuck in my head. 0_0!
The next one is even weirder.
First, i was driving and a Kancil-driving wantan was getting on my nerves. And so i shoved her the finger. And i could see the wantan (old-ish one. at least 40. blarrdy auntie wantan) showing this look of utmost unhappiness mingled with frustration, frown on her face and her lips pursed into a thin line.
*obviously i do not have anything against wantans / Kancil drivers. i will definitely give others the middle finger if they get on my nerves unless they drive a lorry and can ram me to smithereens.
Next day. I ended up cycling to school! No idea why. So when i reached, i saw that same wantan at the gates, talking to the uniform-clad security people, all the while staring around for that rude middle-finger-flashing bastard. I think she was gonna have me arrested. Fortunately enough, i cycled, so i sneaked to the side booth and signed my name in with the security dudes there (time, 8:05, surprising huh. i don't reach school that early anymore).
Suddenly, one of the security guards came to me. "Hey can you come with me?" and he beckoned me towards the gates where the wantan was standing.
And boom! Back to reality.
Strange, man. I seldom have such vivid dreams after which i can remember so many details. I bet it's my screwed up body clock. I've been sleeping at 6-7 am, waking up at 2 pm, sleeping again in the evening, waking up near midnight. Such insanity.
***
Mum's car fizzed like crazy shit the other day when she got back. Wtf! Vapour was just geysering out from under the bonnet and rising up to the ceiling of the car porch, emitting this horrendous smell.
Mum kept her distance. Apparently, last time when she had the old Volvo, the bonnet once burst open upright with a bang. XD
Turned out to be something wrong with the radiator. Kept pouring water in, but it drains out quite as fast. Cracked radiator i presume. With the engine running, it takes approx 1 minute for the radiator to start fuming. Will have to wait for super clear traffic conditions and then zoom over to the mechanic.
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