Dreams

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Dreams.

I don’t dream very often.

And even when I do, I vaguely remember them.

But this morning, I had 2 strange dreams. When I woke up, I quickly re-played the dreams in my head so that I can remember bits and pieces of them and attempt to decipher what it means.

In my 1st dream, I see myself in a meeting room with several people. I can’t recall what was being discussed, but I do remember seeing a blind, deaf, a dumb, and a shirtless dood.

My 2nd dream was less weird; I was having lunch with my ex. The bak kut teh came, and when I was reaching for my wallet she stopped me and paid that guy 2x RM10 notes.

What do those dreams mean? Do they symbolize something in my life? An event that happened, someone that I just meet, or something that just happened recently? Nothing that I can related to at the moment and it boggles me till no end.

Or perhaps my subconscious mind just channel surfing while I was asleep.

Happy 21 Jovial

Shopping for Jovial's 21st bday present reminded me how hard it is to get a present for the occasion. You see amongst guys, it's just spending him dinner or liquor and that's sufficient.

However for girls, you'll have to take a different approach. Girls are more materialistic. So whatever you get them, it better be either :
1.) Expensive - so that they can showoff and brag to their friends, or
2.) Thoughtful - Something that represents your friendship/ that reminds her of you or vice verse.

Failing these 2 criteria, and they'll secretly emo against you.

So it's off to Amcorp Mall on my lunch break where I was hunting for a birthday present for someone who I actually haven’t met before.

It was tougher then I thought.

Firstly, I don’t even know if "Jovial" is her real name.

Second, I don’t even know what she likes. Those things she described in her blog are not appropriate for an affordable present. Cause a Porsche, "a rich husband" and "a fairy tale happy ending" were out of my budget. I can’t even afford those for myself.

Thirdly, it's even harder to get something for a platonic friend then a girlfriend without relaying a wrong msg. 95% of the stuff in the gift shop has either a Big heart or the words "I Love you". Those were the things to avoid when hunting a gift for a platonic friend including flowers, jewelry, cloths and lingerie. A friend suggested Scented Candles, but then another friend said that the recipient might think I'm trying to convey the message "You light up my life". That's so wrong.

So I ended up with some deco stuff and a keychain. Nothing subtle about that I guess... or rather I hope. The keychain was a contingency plan coz I was running out of ideas and I had to get back to office. When walking down, I saw another gift shop and saw a table-deco stuff that I assume has an element of cuteness without the lovely dovey factor in it.

Choose it cause it reminded me how "crazy" she is, that if humans started to develop superpowers, I'd named her "Madwoman".

So, Happy 21st birthday Jovial!!!

Velvet

It's funny that my experience at Velvet last Saturday was not what I expected. Which wasn’t much really, cause what do you expect from a club right?

The whole night I was :
1.) mostly sitting my ass on the stool making sure our table and drinks remained untouched,
2.) babysitting this girl who doesn’t drink or dance, and
3.) taking care of LV bag(s) that others left with me.
The music was nice and all, but I wasn’t really into the mood to groove on the dance floor.

The bouncers there are actually pretty cool. Especially when they're not supposed to drink on the job but my friend who's actually quite a regular there offered them a drink, they accepted and sneakily hide when they're downing it. Their funny attics and attempt to dance on the stairs leading to the back exit is hilarious. They don’t act like bouncers after all. Without the coats, anyone would have mistaken them for a regular Joe having a good time at the club.

I'm not sure if the management replaced the bouncers, changed their recruitment policies, or just maybe the bouncers in Velvet on that day is different, but they are not what I read up on zoukabuse. I guess it goes to show that we shouldn’t be hasty in passing judgment without witnessing it first.

In my attempt to make small talk, I made someone cry that night. I'm such a bad person. Shouldn’t have asked about someone's past, especially if it involves sad memories that happened not too long ago. That’s not the only thing you see, I gave her a tissue to wipe her tears... and I only realize on the next day that I gave her a used tissue!!!

I hope she didn’t get rashes after that.

It's 2007 already?

Oh God. Just as I saved my rant in that piece of junk that Friendster called blog, Blogger has finally decided to be nice and let me login. How sweet. I’ll just copy paste it here to create an imaginary feeling that I’ve got lots of stuff to rant about then.
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Just as I was getting used to writing the year "06", it has already turn 2007.

One moment you're counting down to the 2006, the next moment you're having a déjà vu when you're looking up at the fireworks and wonder why it looks so familiar to those the ones you saw LAST YEAR and then finally realize it's now 2007. It's a repetitive cycle.

Sometimes I feel like a lab rat running the tread mill. It's a new year, you make resolutions, you tell everyone about it, and then by the 1st quarter of the year, you completely forgotten about achieving it till the end of the year whereby you feel sorry for yourself and tell yourself "Well, I'll just include it in next year's resolution".

No more.

No more New Year resolutions.

I'm throwing out the whole New Year resolution thingy out of the window. Things that should've been done WILL be done irregardless of what the current year is. I'm not gonna give myself the false comfort that I've the rest of the year to complete my goals. A lot could happen in the next 365 days.

Work might catch up. The world might change. Your perspective might change. You even might have a SEX CHANGE!!. Truth to be told, nobody knows if they'll live to see the end of the year.

It's now!! Seize the day!! Speak out what’s in your heart to whoever you want!! Do what you hearts desire!! Pursue those dreams that you've dreamt 5 years ago!!

Like what a friend told me 5 mins before the cloak hits 12, "No resolution for me, I'm just gonna take whatever life throws at me and face it like I've always have".
Awesome stuff. A much better reply then the one the chick on my left said "I'm gonna find a rich boyfriend or one who owns a Lois Vutton boutique".(Jess if you read this, I'm just joking. We all know that you said that just to entertain us).
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Counting down in Curve is such a bitch. Driving to Curve in the jam is such a bitch. Finding a parking in Curve is also such a bitch.

But you know what the worst thing is? There's only 1 source of alcohol in the entire place. So God forbids if Laundry Bar is full and you can’t get a place, you'll just have to settle for a sober countdown with Starbucks.
Coz once you're in Curve, you aint getting out till its 3am. Good thing my friend found a table for all of us. God bless him. Too bad no one but me was in the mood to drink. I was given false hope when I was pouring a drink for this chick, she asked me “Are you gonna drink with me?”, but was utterly disappointed when she backoff halfway. Bah, I ended up carrying the rest of the bottle home.

But I digress, one thing good about Curve tho, lots of candy-eyes. Hell, I've even saw Erin Tan. Turns out that she is my friend's ex-neighbor. Should have went up and said "Hi!! I stalk read your blog" when they were wishing each other Happy New Year. But I was too shy.

Dammit, can someone explain to me what da fuck happened to my "Seize the day"?!?!