Made the final rush to clear work for the year before breaking for the rest of the year. It's the latest in history that I've stayed so late.

Time flies; year is passing by really soon and it'll be time soon to reflect on what had occured / achieved this year. A mixture of pleasant and unavoidable unpleasantness i must say.

It's slightly more than a month since my last run and I'm still in time with my run ; no deterioration of stamina though timing can be better.

Hope I can fall asleep soon; the running certainly keeps me on awakened considerably.

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I saw myself onboard this ship where there's a built-in pool, nothing neat and clean like that of Royal Carribean but rather in 'Waterworld' style.

It was on the other side of this ship which I had boarded, after talking to someone whom I've met but can't match the face to a name. She shared with me about this 'aerial burial' of her relative which was done in the mountains, 1000+ feet above sea level. The only exception is that the deceased is not encased in any coffin but simply left in resting position perched between 2 poles sticking out from a large stone facade.

Upon further passing at the built-in pool, I opened my eyes. 727am, it's time to get back to battlefield.

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One of the nights where the mind felt considerably stretched after a long battling day and returning from battlefield after dark.

I don't have much time to clear so I have quickly settle things before the break.

2 spells of slumber hit me just before I continued writing here. Time to recharge that mind.

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A peaceful Christmas has passed with quality time spent with dearie. Soon, the day is over and it's time to return to battlefield tomorrow. A lonesome road journey makes me feel that the seat beside me is unusally empty without dearie's company.

Good night world, and merry Christmas to all.
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One of the unusual nights that I would stay up a little later though I had done my pumping iron before dinner.

There's so much to do after 'silent hours' and yet so little time considering the longer hours spent at this, not so new battlestation. It's a little less noisy today but enough has been done for the day.

A week is going to be done very soon and I look forward to completing it and have my own weekend. Maybe it's the intensity that had somewhat 'silenced' my thoughts for the day. So long as I have done my part right, that is all that matters in the 9 hours spent within the 4 walls.

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The email server's behaving a little weird today so I had to get help from the support team.

Battling day is over afte hearing multiple launches from the SAM site right behind. A colleague had cleared the 1st paper in 1 attempt which adds pressure to me. I briefly shared with the guys from other departments as I tried to keep things positive and light-atmosphered. It works, but inside me, the effects are reversal.

I don't have much time left for preparation but it has to be done; the final attempt for this workyear before I see more problems arising in the new calendar year.

The mind remained disturbed with an unspeakable pressure right at the back of my head. Frankly, I have already grown weary of going back to that place to sit for the paper countless times. It is just that I either simplify this 'defeat' or do not talk about it at all.

So what did I bring home? A mind that's cooked in a pressure cooker and heavily bombarded by the SAM site that seemed to fire off like a malfunctioning symptom. It may sound too technical here, but it's just to save dearie from being 'radiated' by the details here so I decided to use jargons (pun intended).

With these challenges stacking up like Bloxx, I had sometimes thought if being a mercenary would give me better breathing air.

The survival continues.

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I appeared in a place which resembled AMK hub where there are shortcut links to the urban area / suburbs that I had picked up familiarity with soon after awhile.

Before seeing a few ex-colleagues like Indra, I was with this group of friends; a bunch of them were ladies and while guiding them through the route, the group of them took to their heels and went off in a running squad on their own; quite a shock to me as I thought everyone was on proper guidance.

The path to a 'waiting area' which seemed like a portal to Malaysia was actually underneath a flyover highway which was pretty aged, sturdy and one can see the water stains on the beams that hoisted the roads high.

I passed by this food court and saw those 'deserters' but couldn't be bothered much about them as they were not cooperative. Dearie was a little afraid when I told her that the shortcut back home was through a tunnel that is pretty dark. I guided her through and soon we found ourselves back home.

A moment later, I was seen guiding Indra and a few colleagues back to AMK hub, where the route from the portal lead us to the rear of the mall. It looked a little different; we had to climb down a flight of stairs and walking straight will pass by the mall's rear and eventually to the urban area while the bridge on the left (it has a very unique intersection architecture) will bring one to the town area.

Switchscene, I could now be seen driving through some dimly-lit alleys and talking to dearie about how I am able to help many people low-profilely to nab some hit-and-run motorist. As I drive now, I spotted the vehicle number of a hit-and-run culprit and immediately I could trace who it is.

Moving on, I saw myself driving into Bedok Reservoir area which now has become a hub for motorsports enthusiast and heavily tuned cars can be seen populating the area.

Eyes opened; slightly past 7am.

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I feel terrible but I have to bite the bullet and clear this final battle day of the week before getting some proper rest for the weekend.

Itchy throat, lots of phlegm were some symptoms that I am combating, along with the medication that supplies were almost depleted.

Weather had also been rainy so it added to the slowing of recovery; fortunately there were no chances of me being pathetically wet like Tuesday after work when I came back from a KO day.

Soon I made it through the day and could get packing and home for a good rest.

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A week has passed so quickly including the weekend. This weekend's spent quietly locally as I am nursing a terrible cough and flu that had plagued me for the entire week. Fortunately my voice is coming back with some minor itch in the throat.

It's good to be feeling much better again.

Fortunately dearie is also feeling much better with some decent rests over the weekend; so another battling week lies ahead for us before the holiday season hits again.

Eyes shutting soon to awaken to another battling week.

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I had the usual habit of waking up early though I slept around 1am yesterday after catching the T4 Salvation movie on TV2.

The sore throat and Ghost Rider sensation plagued me but I have to put up with it as we have a considerable journey home.

Final stop to pick up some stuff from Jonker Street and we're on our way back.

The road towards expressway had been rather choked as there were several jams along the way. Rainy season hence some parts of the highway were covered by heavy thunderstorm, and travelling speed was greatly limited.

After refuelling at JB, we did a search for the famous 'lok lok' stall but could not find it, hence we settled for the roadside stall 'mee hoon kuay' before heading back.

A massive jam before CIQ welcomed us and it took us 1 hour to reach the immigration point.

Finally we reached dearie's place at 10:30 before I made my way home while still putting up with the ghost rider head sensation.

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The surge of heat from yesterday did not render me suitable to enter battlefield hence I had to rest for the day.

Ghost rider sensation is gone, but the runny nose, throbbing headache and sore throat persisted. After medication, I continued with slumber; most likely the continuation of rest from yesterday and also the medication which 'enhanced' slumber.

Appetite had been small too as I didn't feel like eating much.

Hope I will be in a much better shape to return to battlefield tomorrow.

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The mind still feels pretty drugged as the giddiness spell accompanied me as I took a walk to my usual bus stop.

From the looks of it, it's certain that heaty food are stuff which are not suited for me and should be avoided for good.

With the busyness of the season, this month should pass by very quickly and bringing me into the 2nd month onboard this ship. From all the correspondences I've seen, there seemed to be a considerable turnover in this place and I certainly have gained interest in the reason behind it.

Let's hope the medication does not hinder me for today's work.

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This number called again.  I wonder if this is a telemarketer again.
It took me a while to fall into slumber last night; some mental occupance, in search for something while waiting for moist hair to dry.

The week had been battlesome; the best solution to have more time to clear work would be to get in early and then get out on time.

Iron pumping has been restored so it'll be a good additional regime on top of the athlete's journey where I clock mileage.

Another road trip will commence in a couple of days' time and this will be the 'actual run' after that reccee I had done a week ago. Another 2 days of battle lie ahead before that exit journey.

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Spam advertisement I had received today:

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Light shower, cooling wind, empty street. A perfect evening for a solo walk back to embark on a wheeled journey home.

The weekend had ended pretty quickly with several events that took up majority of our time. Anyhow, I'm glad thag I could visit my auntie and uncle.

I like to describe today as 'vulcan day', as it had been pretty mentally gruelling and things are still very much kept in order. Revision done for the day and in 4 days' time, it will be another round of one of the papers I have to clear.

Would love to stay and soak in the atomosphere of this evening but I have to move on to continue the mainstream journey,

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I came into this place which resembled Kevin's humble abobe, thoughit looks very much different than that I had seen in reality.

The place had some areas filled with statues, other area filled with electronic stuffs. Suddenly I realised this place ad transformed into a storefront, and both Kevin and his wife were running this store. At the distance as I was chatting with Iris, his wife, Ruisheng was talking to Kevin and making those 'no laughing matter' jokes filled with action; our very own flavour off humour.

In a short moment, I suddenly opened my eyes. Its already 6am; I must've dozed off the night before without realising while waiting for dearie.



They're still trying their luck and this is the final straw.  I decided to call back but after 3 rings; the line was dropped at every attempt I call back.

Hence, here's where I emailed Citibank to ask who has been calling me and this was their response:

From : Customer Service
To : < >
Subject : Re: Calls from 66841180
Date : Thu, 29 Nov 2012 15:56:52 +0800
 
Dear 

Thank you for your email.


We appreciate the time taken from your busy schedule to write us your

feedback. Please be assured that customers' feedback is valuable to us,
as it enables us to focus on areas which may require improvement.

Please accept our sincere apologies for the inconvenience caused and

thank you for bringing the matter to our attention.

Thank you.


Yours Sincerely


Jacinta Edward (Ms)

Client Correspondence Services

"This e-mail is confidential and may also be privileged. If you are not

the intended recipient, please notify us immediately; you should not
copy or use it for any purpose, nor disclose its contents to any other
person."



Original Message Follows:

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Hi there

I have been receiving umpteen calls from the above number to my mobile,

.

Whenever I call back, the line gets disconnected after 3 rings.


Can I know what these calls are all about?


Of course, this didn't resolve the matter so I continued writing:


From:
Date: Thu, Nov 29, 2012 at 6:35 PM
Subject: Re: Calls from 66841180
To: Customer Service


Hi Jacinta

I appreciate your prompt reply, but I still want to know who has been calling me relentlessly at the above number?

The number of times they call a day are simply terrible!

Get to the bottom of this and I look forward to a satisfactory answer.


They are simply persistent; called me again twice today:

13:12
11:35
Some weirdo called me out of the blue and then sms me this after I probed the person to ID.

He must've got the wrong person.

------ SMS Text ------
From: +6591137200
Received: Nov 29, 2012 00:12
Subject: This is frederic.

This is frederic. Nicoke told me to meet you tomorrow at 4.00 at Marsiling MRT. Do you confirm?

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Got another one today and let's see how many more times are they going to call me.

10:18
Walking along Balestier Road, the Super Gangsters just had a running event together and Kevin lend me his running shoes. I got a new pair in return to him and when he saw it, he told me that his pair are worth 400+; a picture of a pair of running shoes with assembly up to the calf was shown, and it baffled me that such design of running shoes are even possible.

Eyes opened; 6:52am.

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I entered this old town which was of Victorian architecture; the yellowish aura and feel of civilisation of those days hung in the air.

There were several rooms in this big mansion and I met a colleague Kat, who was sharing with me some old tales like how she did during lunch. That was when I realise Sherly 'was' her daughter and had grown up so much.

Some of the happenings were unclear and in a moment's time, I opened my eyes and it was already 7am.

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Got this email from someone whom I believe is from Worldventures.

------Original Message------
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To: Cyrus L
Subject: Collaboration
Sent: Nov 27, 2012 10:02

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They don't seem to want to stop; let's see how many times they want to call me:

17:20
16:43
They just won't stop.  Some resources tell me that these calls are from Citibank.

10:51
Here they go again.  Won't they ever stop?

12:45
14:01
Some spam ad I have received:
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In less than 24 hours, I will be making the road trip again so it has to be an especially early rest tonight after final preparations.

Yesterday's run had an improved timing except for waits at traffic light junctions. Maybe it's time to plan a non-interruptive route for proper training.

The week is finally coming to an end with this 'end battle day'. Just make it a good closure.

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Once again, they're picking up on their call frequency:

14:06
12:40
They called me once today:

14:32
This number is starting their rant again; they called me at the following timing:

17:29
16:38
One of those days where I am unusually poor in appetite, the doctor had diagnosed me with gastroenteritis and a couple more symptoms and so I had to rest at home.

There's nothing much I can eat now, and especially so to avoid dairy and oily foods.  Apart from laying in bed most of the day to rest, there's really nothing much I can do, and to put up with this nauseous sensation that had badly affected me at work yesterday, so much so that there were occasions I had broken into cold sweat while maintaining my composition.  Even people around me could notice I had turned pale so I guess that's the only tell-tale sign that I was really unwell.

Hope I will fully recover by tomorrow so that I can resume my normal schedule.
I gave my dad a lift to the hospital, accompanied by dearie. But after the consultation, he didn't want to take our life back home.

As I drove, I suspect he was just being tough verbally and decided to turn in from another entrance; true enough he was at the bus stop and didn't reject our offer. Suddenly, we had 2 office chairs to pick up and they could fit into my car. My dad was elated and took out his camera phone to photograph us all before we closed the door and moved off together.

Next scene showed me at the top beam of some range where the security squad placed all around are armed with bow and arrows. I sounded out a 'dropoff no 1' and spat a big blop of sputum down. This attracted the attention of the guards and they started looking around.

At the beam I was on, it had transformed into a viewing galleria and the working personnel came to inspect the cause of the blob of sputum. I layed on the pillow now that had appeared and the working personnel just smiled at me.

Next scene showed us having to vacate the place as the next batch of users are coming in; like a bowling alley, they have to change to special shoes to enter the archery range.

I had now moved to a town and a majestic residence that belonged to some noble; the guy who brought me here seems to know him and the noble discussed about having a meal at his place. Moving on, we have npw entered a basement where there's a glass panel securing the architecture and the great, endless body of sea just beyond the glass. Both of us are now getting ready to dive through that deep blue sea to our next destination.

I asked my companion if there are sharks in this area and the response hadn't been clear; but it seemed pretty 'shark-free' in my own presumption. Soon, we are ready to dive.

Eyes opened, it was already 7:08am and I really had to see the doctor.

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Not stopping aren't they?  One call from this number today:

11:20am
And again, they continue calling me...

11:20
I'm still not in the prime state of health even after that puking of lunch earlier - the feeling of unusual light-headedness could suggest a physical exhaustion but it didn't seem so after I felt a little better after the lunch was discharged - more like a case of indigestion.

I was so worried that this eye-closing would be my last moments as I have so many things yet to be accomplished - especially the union with dearie and our lives together ahead. Fortunately, my time wasn't up yet and I 'live again'; new lifeforce could be felt flowing into me after the lunch was evicted from my stomach.

Let's do with a quick rest and when I wake up, I should be feeling much more energised.

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It was a time travel journey where I got to understand the different channels in a time travel process. I was shown 2 virtual fields, which one where actual time travel takes place in a realm called 'time passage' and the other where travel is pre-planned / predicted as 'holding zone'.

Next scene showed me battling a villian in a spaceship' environment where I wielded a lightsabre; enemy was a robot and wielding a bladed weapon. It seemed that this robot had been made as the ultimate melee warrior.

After several rounds of fights, I finally thrusted the lightsabre through its torso and left the place by leaping out of the 'screen'. By this time, the glow of my lightsabre had turned red, the colour of the Dark Side. I had to dispose the lightsabre in my room instead of outside as I wanted no questioning from my mum.

Next scene showed me completing a RPG called 'Dragonslayer' which the melee fight was related to.

Before exiting my room, I saw 3 bamboo poles of laundry hung in my room - seems like they were moved in as space was needed outside, but without prior notice.

I have now moved into another chamber in the spaceship and was talking to my dad when he asked about the marathon winning criteria.

âEyes opened, 6:54am.

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Time to hit the bed again in preparation for a battling week.

Hopefully the energy spent at the run can put me to slumber quickly so that I can have the mental rest for tomorrow's battle.

Ironing are not done yet but I guess it's better to wake up earlier to do all these and I can set off earlier.

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Finally one of those times I have done a considerable run; at least half of my maximum distance so far.

Weather had been cooling and it's certainly encouraging to see many people doing runs at the nearby park.

Dearie took the bicycle to accompany me as I did my run.  Tea was the wrong type of liquid intake as it causes alot of wind and makes breathing a little disruptive.  At least I had made this run to jumpstart the schedule.

More runs to come.
Morning run cancelled in view of the late hour both of us had turned in at.

The afternoon was spent with dearie revising at Lee Kong Chian library; with the weather and a little lack of proper slumber, the aircon temperature proved very conducive to snooze easily.

I had fallen aslep on 3 occasions while reading - did about 4 chapters today so its a decent achievement.   It was the first time I had tasted the "all $1.50" sushi at a nearby eatery which dearie had brought me to; we certainly had out fill and even ate some gelato which was on offer - 2 for $4.50 on  small serving was really sufficient to end the meal.

A run has to be done tomorrow, since both of us lacked proper rest the night before.
The week has finally come to an end and the week has been well-battled.

Come evening - the Super Gangsters meet up for the next road trip - this time, a final gearing up for the trip which we will be setting well before sunrise in view it will be a double-distanced trip; so I have to I get ensure adequate rest prior the journey.

As the night had turned late, we had to do the rigging separately.


We boarded this coach as we embarked on a bus journey to somewhere. It seems like we are going for a fishing trip again except this time round, by coach.

Kevin reminded us to gear up well as he didn't want to catch octopuses this time.

Switchscene showed me cyber-messaging Debbie, an excolleague whom I had nt heard from for awhile. After catching up online for awhile, we decided to meet and it came to me to understand why she had not been able to use a phone; she's an octopus. The only way I could understand her is through her gestures but whenever she needed to get my attention, she willl dart mid-air and hit me with her head, especially when I asked if she was looking for a partner of her species.

That kept me wondering how did she disguise herself and hid all the additional limbs all these years and having the human form.

Now I saw myself in our old home in Blkk 99 on the 19th floor - the view across was that large pile of sand, even before TP was built. My sister broke wind and it made a very loud, yet bellowed sound that resembled a ship's horn; so I jokingly mimicked tugging the horn lever repeatedly whenever she broke wind.

Eyes opened. 6:48am.

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Without realising, I had fallen into slumberland quickly after I lay on bed the night earlier.  Made the usual journey to battlezone and reached earlier than usual.

With the amount of work, it's better that I reach battlezone earlier to clear rather than staying late.  Staying late certainly isn't a healthy habit.

I have to remember that the "dress down" practice here does not apply in practical; only verbal; so might as well prepare attires for the full work week.
Back to complete the rest of the battle week and I look forward to a run this evening.  Managed to do some considerable work and make my way back.

I should do some run to wean off the mental pressure tonight.
Once today in the morning:

9:33
Fortunately today's a public holiday so all of us got to rest.  A good day to catch up revision on that "dreaded textbook" just as how I co-relate it with "Wretched Mother" in Diablo III.

It was a drag to read that book but I guess it's the most constructive thing to do for this public holiday.
Here they go again.  Called me once today:

09:56
Weekend's over in a whiff and the battle week starts in less 8 hours.

I should be soundly asleep by now but the mind races on; and had picked up tt book to revise again. It'll be the 6th attempt at this paper I've yet to clear. Till then, I just have to bite the bullet for the first hurdle to clear, after which, 2 more mandatory papers are required before the capping is lifted.

Let me try to enter dreamland quickly so that I can be up early to start the day later.

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The first run from workplace after 2 weeks into this seemingly quiet, but considerably busy place.

Weather had been cooling as a heavy rain had just passed. Seeing people from all walks of lives busily engaged in their smart devices makes me think back how much technology has advanced; even inside my backpack, the stopwatch is running to see how much time I take as I navigate this path home.

Terrain's quite a challenge yet good training and I made it within a reasonable but not satisfactory timing. A resident greeted me joking of taking a shower as I was wrapped in towel, soaked, after the run.

Now, the Angel retrieval.

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Break for the 2nd half of battle.

Ruffling through the namecards, I came across a colleague's who was with one of the organisations where we met and now part of the historical archive. It certainly brings memories back.

Final round for the afternoon and the week.

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The mind felt like a being dragged over vast distances when I left battlestation today.

Even after laying on bed since 9+, I am still having trouble entering slumberland. Is it a mental fatigue or just an unrest troubled mind?

Hope I can turn in soon as I have plans to do a good run tomorrow morning.
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This number started calling me.  I suspect it's a scam or one of those telemarketing calls:

10:43
10:10
Work schedule's been packing the major part of my mind till I haven't got much time to write; so here's a resuming footstep to my blogging.

A colleague had left yesterday after about 2 years odd with the organisation. Soon, another will follow after today. I have yet to find out what are the underlying factors which Ganesh had given some hints when he shared about coming back because he had a good manager back then - this manager had also been with the organisation for a long time.

A full week will be done very soon. With the NS shoved aside, I can now concentrate on this new battlefield I have found. There's still a need to get accustomed to the flow of things around here.

In a couple of weeks, I will be on the road trip with my Super Gangsters again as we venture further into Mersing at another kelong. The earlier experience was great despite searing weather in the day and chilly windy weather at night.

Battle begins soon.

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It's the final day of our fishing trip and we took the last boat at noon back to mainland.  Lunch was done at the nearby KFC and we decided to take a journey up to this wholesale shop, but halfway through the route, we made a u-turn back home as the location wasn't affirmative and we had to take into consideration the buffer of traffic jams on a Sunday back to Singapore.

True enough, there was considerable jam and we all reached Singapore at dinner time.  I took most of the catches as Kevin and Rickson didn't want anything, and Yide already has a month's supply of fish at home to eat.
I had been up the whole night and greeted Rickson while they all woke up to fish in the early hours, shortly after sunrise.  Managed to get my sunrise shot and one small fish catch before I rested for the morning.

Woke up for lunch just in time; and then continued the rest of the fishing activities.  I got 1 todak with "entanglement shot" and it was the biggest catch of the day I had.  Kevin got one later too.

Right into the night - Night Fishing.  Fried bee hoon were served as supper and I managed to catch another todak at night - the excitement woke up a fellow fisher who was napping on the hammock as I carried my catch to our spot.

Just another day more to go; and this fishing trip is certainly getting exciting!
Finally we got to set out for this trip as a complete group - with Rickson, Yide and Kevin - the Super Gangsters!

First pickup point, 5:30am at Yide's place, followed by Rickson, then finally Kevin before we move up to Malaysia.  Kevin slept only at 3am thus he was stuggling to wake up.

We quickly got our breakfast from the first stopover point in Johor Bahru, a Macdonalds.  I had to step up on the accelerator that my breakfast was soaked in coffee; so all I managed to eat was the hash brown while the rest had to be dunked into the nature as it was beyond "humane" consumption.

The road up was about 1:30; car was parked at the jetty's parking facilities and a boat ride there was about 30mins.  Lunch, dinner and supper were provided.

I stayed up to fish after a short nap, while the rest of the guys slept during the night.
I first appeared at by accident at this MMA event where the fight took place at a corridor. Spectators are either standing or seated along these walkways but not in those orderly seatings like indoor stadium.

This particular fight had one fighter who does not have an athletic physique, but somewhat round, yet strong looking. During the fight, the opponent was trying to wear him out by dodging, but soon was knocked out by his one single punch.

Next scene showed some introductory video about this figjhter and he also happened to be a performance car fanatic. He was driving a 'Rollei' make car of 200+bhp which I told him I drive as a form of transportation;hence I don't need such power. I was then guided to park by one of the MMA staff as the next match appeared to be in this industrial yard. Construction trucks may be used but they have to be marked and and 'safe edged' for this competition.

Next scene showed me picking out the Australian coins which denoted $5, $2 and $1; at the same time, I saw some photos taken in Australia; at this moment, I could see my breath condensing massively as if I was in a cold country.

Soon I was walking in this town and met a couple of old folks whom I did not manage to get their names; they were sharing with me about some important things in life and how to stay happy. I saw them walking into this small cottage-like building which was part of an estate. As I wanted to be in touch with them, I tried to catch up but after walking through 'Cortege Villas' (the building appeared to be centuries old), there were no signs of him.

This was where I had wandered into a kitchen and was warmly welcomed by a middle-aged lady. I apologised to her as I knew the kitchen was out of bounds to many. I told her that I was looking for an old couple who lives in this estate; as we walked and talked, the place transformed to be at another part of the town.

A young gentleman later told me after some casual conversation that this place is rather "dirty' - prior to this, I silently mouthed the words when I asked if this old couples I had met earlier are not human being, so as not to scare the people around me. At this juncture, I realised the beauty of the architecture at this part of the town; huge NATO plugs and switches could be seen just like those switchboards, but these formed the roofs of the buildings. As I bade him farewell, he wished me a great day ahead but did a 'cyber handshake' as we were quite distant and he had to make a move elsewhere.

Switchscene showed me talking to my storeman Allan, who was planning a backpacking trip to Taiwan where he planned the whole trip's daily itinerary at one go; I shared with him how I did mine during my visit to Australia.

I am now at my primary school where I was rushing for the morning assembly and late for the first time - we had to be locked out till the flag raising ceremony was over. The prefect on duty was Jacky, one of the sadistic scout leader I had met during ECA days. When the ceremony was over, I saw Junyong - my secondary 2 classmate whi was in a full suit and walking in with the rest.

Last scene showed me moving out of a pinewood workshop where David (another STTS coursemate) was. We did some moving and had to leave soon as David and a few had to lock up the place as they needed to go out.

Eyes opened. 4:45am.

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The weekend despite being long, had gone by pretty quickly.

Super Gangsters' Part 1 outing has been planned and should be readily executed in time to come in a few days' time. This is something we have been looking to start in the long run...getting out of the tiny red dot as a group; 20 years of friendship had been hard to come by, especially so with the sustenance for so many years.

Even the temperature in the air-conditioned vehicle now is feeling nowhere close which showed the climate condition - for the morning, hot, and the previous night was really humid; so much so that I felt as if I was slicked in oil before hitting the shower.

The new week has begun. Let's hope all things run well.

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Battlezone.

This time the battle was more intense; we had to move out tonners loaded with troops but at the gateway, they were blocked by the rush of water, hence this convoy of troops have to halt.

Back in the corridors, I was combating some enemy units which were moving from wall to wall. Using sticky mines, I laid on their forecasted route and got them nailed. Down on the corridor paths, I saw some zombie-like creatures which I lured them through and entrance.

This entrance led to a big hall that was vacant and I managed to quickly lure them away from ambusing our ally ahead.

Soon, I returned back to the stalled troops and managed to move them after removing the windscreen.

Eyes opened. It's already in the morning and I had rested 9 hours flat.


The dreamland adventure I had just now was something closest to consciousness which I could experience.

Deep slumber the night before, most probably guided by the considerable amount of Vodka I've drank the night earlier. It sure has been awhile since I had any alcohol intake at an acclerated amount.

The new flagship will be embarked very soon and the journey will continue, hopefully with an hastened pace, to unite with dearie.

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I walked through this door, turned right and found a room where there was a bed and lay on it; soon I saw a row of doors, with a pattern of crissed-crossed lines across the walls that spread over 3 doors; these doors floated with an unusual aura.  I opened my eyes and I am now in another world.

The first scene showed me going after a Caucasian kid where his mum got the younger sister but the boy whom I was going after ran off into a tunnel after the Utilities Room door at one of the hospital.  After I caught the sight of the boy, I was then moved into this world which represented the Arkanoid civilisation; tall pyramids, stone walls and men dressed in waist-bounded textiles (just like the Egyptians in the BC days) walked around me.  There were some rituals that went on around me.

Next scene was going to a park-like area where I saw some kids running; following 3 kids were one as they were all playing with a couple of huskies.  I was like a ninja; sliced some hair off one of the kid and disappeared - soon I saw myself running to this room with the bed again; no one else knew this secret location and I took my lie on the bed; teleportation began and I could feel a very strong tug for myself to get up only with my spirit and leaving the body behind.

My eyes opened, it was already in the day; just a short moment and I felt like I had done 2 astral travelling.


I got a call from this company again.  From my resources, it is from Magi Communications Pte Ltd who should be the outsourced telemarketing company for Body Contours Pte Ltd offering the "free spa" gimmick.

Shortly after calling they hung up.
The call records are updated as this so far:

10:09
10:24
This number has been calling me as many as 3 times a day:

10:22
10:37
11:40
It's another time that time has slipped past midnight but my mind is still active despite having done a good weights training earlier in the day.

I have not been writing a lot as I has been spending considerable time casting out nets to get a good haul. The hit rate has yet to reach the expected response so let's see what are the results for the rest of the week after the massive netcasting earlier.

Time to turn that mind to slumber mode.

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This recruiter is really persistent; I have rejected their calls before but they are still calling me.  I wonder if these calls are from the data mining team?
They're calling me again.  Today is twice:

10:27
10:43
This series of calls has started again with 2 calls today:

13:14
13:32
I appeared at this landmark that had a road leading into the industrial area from the main road - just like the area near Aquarius condominium and Bedok Reservoir.  I saw the Hunter X group and we were talking about how far it is from TJ's place - he mentioned that if by cycling, he knows that he needs to turn left from this road but does not know where it leads to if he goes straight; so I explained to him that the road ahead leads to Bedok Reservoir town.

Strangely at this hilly area, it now appears to be a rocky kind of architecture, a little like those historical style made up of unusually-shaped bricks.  Now there's this "pond" where we jokingly commented that if anyone wants to swim, there is a pool here.

Now there was some kind of "war" and the enemy were at the bottom of this historical architectural site.  They had heater shields (just like those in Diablo) and we could not fight them as our levels were not high enough.  So we decided to make our way off by packing our gears up (our dSLRs has now appeared).

Next scene shows me with dearie and Nicole in another town; this is more colourful than the other and had an aura of the "amazonian Zuma" kind of civilisation.  We were filling up some forms and had to write our names as per given; so Nicole was trying to make out what I wrote and commented that I had an interesting way of writing and holding the writing instrument.  I then teased her and asked why was she so nosy.  There was some kind of carnival thing there and we saw some really huge butterflies that had a wing span of 2 adult palm lengths.

Switchscene; we appeared in this shambly, dilapidated and yet still inhibited hotel, where the walls were green with algae.  I was seated at this place that resembled the "lounge", outdoors, and all of us were watching TV (placed in the frontyard).  Beside me was this tray with several recepticles and they were "frying" an egg with the shell still on (I had accidentally almost wanted to eat this egg like  snack that just ran out); the frying sockets seemed to be covered with fritters from the previous cookings, so at one glance, you can't see the liquid below it.

So after frying this egg, when it was lifted out, there was only the egg white left.  A little ususual; so the person drained the oil and what was left was some leaves with the skeletal remains left - it looked unusually thick in the structure. 

Now I am in this office where I saw Joanne Peh; seems like she knew a few of us and also wanted to probe to find out what is my name as per given; but she could not read it properly from the way I had wrote it.  Shortly after she arrived, she changed into something casual and there was Calvin Soh, trying to irritate her as how he did in some local serials he had acted in.

I am now back to the dilapidated hotel which now I could get a better glance; from the exterior, it resembled Major Derrick Coupeland's house except that it is made of concrete.  At the reception area which was small and narrow space, the windows once closed, could almost not be seen as it blended pretty well with the walls, which were poorly covered in beige-coloured wallpaper that were fixed in untidy patches.

My eyes opened.  It is already morning.
Got their call also on a rather frequent basis but I do not understand why there's no follow up emails from them later; I do not have any dealings with them so far:

18:52
18:48
Trying to adjust my slumber hours back to the regular hours again.

I had better get some proper rest so I can start early tomorrow.
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They called me again.  As I wasn't expecting their calls, it's dropped; and as I expected, there were no follow up emails sent so it's possibly from the data miners who will only call to "fix" appointments.
Another attempt on the same day using yet another number.
Recruit Express has a series of numbers they use as a hunting line and I don't have any dealings with them.  This is one of them.
Another of their numbers which they called me shortly immediately after the first call.
Got a call from this number and learnt that it's a scam by Asia Pacific Gold company which someone shared on his blog here:

Just take note and do not entertain such calls.
BGC Group Pte Ltd called again and I am still not expecting any calls from them.  Let's see how many times are they going to haggle me.
The sun is up again. One of those nights that I almost took forever to fall into slumberland. By the time I fell asleep, I could already hear the rumbling of a motor vehicle's engine - indicating that it is an early beginning for someone's day.

I thought through and certainly the coffee wasn't responsible for it. The mind just actively raced in thoughts.

Hunting continues in a new week. Aside some little bit of positive outlook towards the end of last week, let's hope for some early this week.

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I got this call twice today and learnt that it is from BGC Group Pte Ltd at the following timing:

14:59
15:12

Wasn't expecting their calls.
The place appeared to be some very old office that reminded me of the battlebox that I am in, with lots of papers, old-style tables just like those days in the 1970s.

I was travelling through this dungeon-like place with dearie; just like one of those RPG games I have played more than a decade ago called 傳說紀元 where we need to travel through various sections in a dungeon.  The difference is that in the game, I could not find a way out and kept wandering in the same room while over here, I could travel through various sections.

The various enemy encounters I had seen were similar to that of the game except that the enemies are human instead of beasts and all were using Chinese martial arts.

At one of the encounters, it was with a group of martial arts experts; they all specialise in their own fields; one of the masters was using the Praying Mantis Fist, with the Southern Kicks - a combination of 3 techniques which the last could not be made into words.  Dearie on the other hand was taking on those in pink lead by a lady; she used lower body attacks with fists but was told by the lady that the fists aren't used for attacks (now it looks like a sparring session for them) but instead, to deflect off attacks.

The whole setting is like that of a sparring and yet looking for an opportunity to strike; one of the masters (white hair and dressed in a white karate-like robe), having a leash tied to his young granddaughter, was walking around and looking at all that is happening.

Suddenly, the scene switched and now appears to be an imprisonment zone for those who were caught in it, and everyone were chained up together in one single chain that was attached to a certain part of their bodies.  There were those dragonlets that were summoned by the 5 big dragons that surrounded us to guard us from running.

The place now represented one of those armories in a military camp; just walls and ventilation grilles on the top rows.

The 5 big dragons included Black, White, Blue, Red and White who locked us up in the room.  One of the captives, was Weixing, my secondary school mate and he shared with us some snacks to eat just to boost the energy level up and preventing us from getting hungry.

At the back of the main door, I could see a poster which was talking about the Lego display of these 5 big dragons at a certain place in town; one part of the marketing poster shows the 5 of them with many dragonlets at their feet moving out in a big group.  Through the gaps, I could see people lined up outside the room, just like they were collecting weapons from the armoury.

My eyes soon opened.  6:54am.
Another heat-searing day but I have managed to do my run under the heat.

Evening falls. 

The hunt continues for a better battlestation out there.  Seems like it is quite true that this is a technical recession that there aren't much responses from those applications I have sent out.

Let's hope there will be some news by end of this week.
Here's the records of AAA FGN's network on ACRA.  Obviously they have been removed for good:


They are now known as Avita to shed off the dust hey have collected in their old name.  Just to share with everyone who may have heard or came across this company.
Below is a lists of the organisations that have attracted a considerable amount of complaints from consumers who have came into contact with them:

Resort Condominium International (RCI) - session is held at one of the shopping malls beside Thai Embassy
WorldVentures - personal experience tells me that they will arrange for meetup at CityHall - Raffles City Shopping Centre Macdonalds to precise.

This post will be updated along the way when more information are gathered.
I think it's high time to shed some light about this ongoing fad hitting the consumer market like Battleship docking the shore.

Many years back, there had already been complaints that were raised to CASE and here's one link which the matter is discussed:

http://sgforums.com/forums/2475/topics/208303

Here's another thread shared in a local IT popular forum:

http://tinyurl.com/9dexzxf

From the description, the basis of their "business plan" works like this.  First, you receive a call that you have won a certain kind of prize and they make an appointment for you to go down to their office.  When you reach there, you need to "register" and you will be told that you need to listen to a 1 hour or so talk and after which you can collect your prize without making any purchases.

During the talk (shown in a video presentation), the salesperson will show you how you can "own" a luxurious holiday with a very simple plan after you watch the video.  Prior to the video broadcast, just simple talks to make you feel comfortable.

So when it comes to details, they will tell you that the total membership is about $10k+ and you can choose to pay in arrears, constantly pitching that you OWN the holiday (ie a luxurious place in some classy resort).  If they are unable to convince you, they will then seek their "manager" to try harder to convince you.

At the end of the day, their purpose is to get you to part with some money and be locked into their membership.  That is it.  If you know your way out, that will be the only way they will let you go without making a profit off you.  The methods applied in their hardselling are really way-off, and terribly uncomfortable.

Please take time to read this and share with those around you.
Everyone loves to travel at a discount.  And that is the very reason why this company has emerged, pegging on everyone's desire to stretch their dollar and get the best deal of out of their vacation.

I had recently got to know an acquaintance who wanted to meet me out of the blue.  While it was unusual not to disclose any information on the phone, she only mentioned it is "a very good lobang".  My suspicion were right after some research: she was into this time-sharing concept of "owning a holiday" which the latest flagship in to hit consumers in Singapore is lead by WorldVentures.  They claimed that you can get awesome discounts and travel to great destinations.

So her call was actually part of the "recruitment campaign", to suck in more people into this pit of overly-painted deceit, under-delivered facts.  Of course, I made the right choice to call of the meet.  Afterall, personally I have been there and done that.

I would still keep this contact but have told her this topic has to go if we were to work together in future behind the lens.

Some research led me to this site seriously should be shared with anyone and everyone that we know:   

http://tinyurl.com/9443hez

Here's another which gives an insight of the shady organisation:

http://tinyurl.com/8athsgp
Documents are facts.  Please share with anyone and everyone to avoid this pitfall of lies.
We were all in our NS unit but the area looked rather advanced just like those sci-fi movies showing a futuristic military base. Silvery walls surrounded us.

I saw some old NS comrades like Jiacheng and had a good catch up with him; his wife is expecting their 2nd child already and he is still doing his further studies.

I also saw some of my current NS unit's men like Weiqiang while we were gathered in this room full of computers.

Next scene showed me having a meal near CBD with Kent and Vincent and we talked about when we can come out and do photoshooting together again. As we were eating, I could see the sun setting with the orangey glow just like the yolk in a traditional mooncake.

Next scene showed me walking in Inner Sydney, with their awesome architecture surrounding me. After passing Darling Harbour, I saw this man trying to dislodge a fire extinguisher from it's mounting base which was affixed to the wall - the unusual thing is that the extinguisher was fixed in a water-filled container. Soon, I 'possessed' him and could see myself doing the dislodgement work. After extracting the extinguisher, I did a test and it was working fine. Some repair guy doing maintenance work here.

A moment later, I could see myself with some men who were dispatched in batches to eat as the 'cookhouse' set up in the park had limited seating. Seemed like we were all on a route march practice again. As I was collecting my food, I saw a boy's mother talking to him and overheard that he was living on his own and she instructed his uncle to handle the sale of the property, to ensure that the boy doesn't sign blindly and to ensure that the agreed sale price is right before signing the sales agreement document.

Now I am in this park where I can see lots of butterflies; one of them was so near me that some of its legs were on my fingers as it was laying its eggs on a tree branch.

During this period of observation, I was already up on a tree, and now, I saw a koala bear and was trying to snap a photo of him with my camera phone as dearie was calling me out from nearby that the ranger is noticing me getting too close. My camera snapped only when the koala bear was finishing his yawn as it was having difficulties focusing.

My eyes soon opened. It was 9am and I had slept for almost 12 hours.

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Got a call from this number and learnt from others this number calls them repeatedly.

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I was moving around the town which resembled Sengkang - the area near dearie's place.  There seemed to be a G-virus kind of outbreak as there are people who approached me to ask me to "eat them" - which I chose not to, and dumped the cards which I did not need; just like a card game of poker where you discard as many cards from the most inferior ranking up and the fastest mean.

Next scene showed me battling where each country's king is also moving among the troops; one of the forces is Genghis Khan and the other is of the barbarian tribe; I had secretly moved into their territory and took their "nerve object" which if used against the king, will give me victory.  Hanging it by my flag-spear, I took it to Genghis Khan and he immediately went back to his territory to protect his troop while I held on to that of the barbarian tribe.

These kings are in a different colour - just like those rare monsters in the Diablo game.

Eyes opened.  It was already morning.
I got an email from this sender and suspect that his / her account is hacked for some iPhone deals.  Just to share with everyone:

============ Forwarded message ============
From : Leo Rules<elgin_79@hotmail.com>
Date : Thu, 27 Sep 2012 22:05:54 +0800
Subject : iphone5 is here
============ Forwarded message ============

Hi,friend

i ordered an iphone4s and mac from this eshop , Latest price

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now i had recive it , i like it very much .you can order iphone5 from here too.

so i tell you , hope you can try too 

take a look :<yesfeo.com> 

regards


Finally we have a rainy weather for the evening - which means, a better night of slumber since I had done my run earlier.

The rain was really heavy indeed, and it seemed like an island-wide shower that got dearie's shoes drenched as she made her way back from school.

There some good news in my hunt for the next battlestation, so let's hope I can get something good this time.  For now, the lookout continues.
Wondered who called at this hour from this number as I wasn't expecting any calls.
Every day seems to awoken by the dream of some sort - some are vivid and some are simply hazy, while some just live an etching impression when I open my eyes in the morning right at a certain hour.

It has been more than a month since I am back from Australia, yet many paths in the world beyond dreamland speaks about the places that I had visited.  I certainly miss the weather though.  Just that kind of lingering thoughts keeps my mind hoping to go back there again.
First adventure was to a town where it seemed like I have revisited Australia 2 weeks after returning to Singapore.  I saw the old towns, the nice people and of course, embraced by the cool weather.

In one of the towns, I saw Nicole and she was running her own store, selling a certain range of bags which I have not seen / heard - not the usual luxury range which are popular among ladies. She was dressed in this black pair of shorts and the cool weather did not seem to take her on a little.  And there was the monorail which I could take and it brings me to all places in a tight loop but saves a fair bit of walking.

Next scene showed me moving through this place which resembled some kind of theme park but the props used are far more realistic and "brutal", such as the crunching gates which would seem to crush you whenever you try to pass - it was more like a "Mortal Kombat" theme with some of the most brutal names for some of the rooms.  This places was huge and we had to make our way out; I saw some familiar faces as it was a visit given from some kind of complimentary passes; so some of them came down right after work (still in office attire).

Next scene showed me at dearie's place, and a leaking pipe seemed to be fixed and there was a tub of water with some unusual fishes in it.  Upon closer examination, one could see the pondskaters moving across the water surface with their long legs while suspending their bodies above the water.  As we were tidying up some of the laundry, some of the clothes looked a little unfamiliar and it actually belonged to a "designer" who also participated in the theme park outing.  Part of the attraction was in a simulated rainstorm setting and we all got wet.

After observing the fishes for awhile, some of them surfaced and started to eat the pondskaters and also the wild snails in the tub.  With one motion, they sucked the soft body out of their shells; and dearie told me that they are quite tasty except when the "unique smell" (like poultry) burst out, that will be rather disgusting.

Lights on.  Several adventures in a row.  It was already near 10am.
I have to self-quarantine today as I've already begun to 'embrace' the symptoms of flu last night.

An uninterrupted rest of 8 hours was certainly good enough as the sneezing spell is greatly minimised. What's left is to clear the throat of that dry sensation.

I have to get well by the end of today so that the weekend can be well-spent outdoors.

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Weather is once again picking up the temperature despite the many rainy days in the past few days.

The hope for a clearer-weather sky is somewhat bleak as the evenings have once again been clouded by the haze that spread over from Sumatra, so much so that a charred odour was present. Guess this will not be a good time for any running activities.

Preparation's done for either a run or swim this evening - weather seems ok so far till now and hope it maintains or improves later.

I have to continue the seek for a better battle platform. Right now, battle continues.

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I was on some trip to a western country like Australia and it was my last day of stay; I had to get ready to make my way back to the airport and bade my employer there farewell.  The person in charge was a gorgeous-looking lady in her very own simplicity and I managed to exchange contact with her before I made my way off from the working premises.

This was another time I saw Rui En, and it seemed that we know each other more personally this time and seemingly were seeing each other.  It was the first time to see her true bashful side in person instead of the many shows she acted in a bashful-natured girl.

I have now appeared in a military camp and 3 of us; myself, Peiling and Liling (all from my secondary school) were awaiting to be slot into our units as we were under some "bicycle platoon" by my NS unit's RSM.  We cycled our way back to the main activity area in the carpark where most people are assembled.

By this time, my bicycle had "disappeared" and I was running at a blazing speed; beside me was Rizuan (ECA mate from tertiary school) who was trying to keep up with me and asked how I managed to run so fast. I just smiled and carried on.  At a short distance ahead, there were a few entrances for runs which were categorised into individual and team competitors.  As the team had gone ahead of me, I had to enter the individual section but it was not open yet.  The gatekeeper was Nelson (from ECP) and along with him was Malcom, his son - we had read in our instructions the night before but did not know who his "Malcom" was until we saw him today.

As I was walking through the corridors, I could see some places with stickers placed across the entire wall as advertisements and one of them was advertising some sort of premium rosewood for doors; I took a leap and did a dropkick - it wasn't just stickers but the whole panel was made of the wood sample.

Next scene showed me buying cigarettes from a stall but I only had RM in my wallet; the stallowner would only give me change in RM so I decided to pay via NETS; he took an awful long time to transact as he seem so unfamiliar with the machine; soon I was walking past some corridors which had signboards for my attention on receiving stores back which were marked with my "user IDs".  At the other side of the corridor, I saw some men who wanted to buy cigarettes but they have to wait for the stallowner to return as those instructions for me also included the proper procedures / "standing orders" for purchase of cigarettes within camp premises - a witness has to be present to "officiate" that these products are properly disposed with their coloured labels to account for legitimate sale of cigarettes. 

A short walk and I saw the SP company seemingly ready to move out as they were drawing their weapons from the armory; one of the unusual weapon was a minigun sort of armament which was mounted on a radio that resembled Frenzy in the Transformers movie; one of the men was teaching another how to operate it.

Last scene showed some kind of filming where the camera was pointing at an object which was out of focus and I could hear conversation behind.  It was still in the military camp setting and after listening for awhile, I learnt it was Kevin's voice who was making funny jokes with the rest of the Super Gangsters.  I turned around and saw them as I was doing my shoelaces at an enclosure just behind the cookhouse.  After I was done, I walked out together with them.

Eyes opened, it was already in the morning.
I suspect this is a scam which I have received out of the blue from this sender.  If anyone has received, please take note.

============ Forwarded message ============
From : Norman<normank@asiamail.com>
To :
Date : Mon, 17 Sep 2012 08:06:34 +0800
Subject :
============ Forwarded message ============

Your Fedex package was wrongly delivered to me, Please contact  me with your details so that it can be reposted to you

I appeared in this old hall which was like one of thos ancient buildings of ancient China. There were many rooms and some were unocccupied.

There was a scene where I was talking to my mum and for a moment, I thought I saw my grandmother which later I asked my mum and she told me that grandmother did not resurrect and she had already passed on so many years ago. In the 'dining area', I saw a few relatives - one of my elder cousins told me that the very young cousin - in his teens (named Yifan or something) had already passed on. Quite a shocking news as I had seen him at the last Chinese New Year.

Moving through the rooms now bring me to another scene with my NS comrades who are preparing for an outfield mission, all looking ready to go. I started talking to a few comrades about this pretty Indian lady who also happens to come from a wealthy family and lives in a landed property.

Driving along the highway, I now am giving some of them a lift home and have to take the nearest exit to rejoin back to the correct route to my destinations. Signboards are brown with white wordings just like that I saw in Australia.

When I returned, I was in this smoking room where I saw many comrades - it was furnished with a large pine table in the middle of the room that seemingly was used for meetings, with settings just like that of an Apple store. One section was like a lounge where it goes in really deep and there are comfortable seatings with the trays for depositing the ashes in small clusters of seats.

There seemed to be some preparation work to be done and I saw Zhongkai, this time with copper-coloured hair in a modern cut, and he brought some paint to do his artwork.

Further down the room, I also saw my DYS3 who had a velcro strap across his body, which was pink and yellow in colour. It was in place just like those sports support worn across the chest providing support to the shoulder. The odd thing now is that everyone is dressed in winter clothing and nothing military.

Eyes opened, it's already daylight.

Sent via Cyrus' BlackBerry
I just got a call from this number and the caller told me that I am given a complimentary 'free' spa session at Body Contours Pte Ltd.

When I asked where did she get my number from, she could not give me a satisfactory answer and continued to pitch her sales call to try to convince me to say yes.

Unfortunately for her, this call is going to be traced to the source.

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I appeared in this town that was in some state of battle as there was a powerful phantom that haunted the place.

A female ghost, which was known to devour the souls of innocent people, had gone on a rampage.  She would appear over walls and among a few, I was one of the local military squad who would defend this village.  The chief soceress taught us to recite a chant which will cast the phantom away when in danger, and it goes "Nah-Phoolem Kaw!" by folding our thumb, middle and ring finger, pointing to ourselfs while chanting and at the last phrase, point it out towards the phantom.

While evicting the civlians from danger, the sorceress used this and the phantom was thrown back with a white blast.  Soon, there were not many people left in the open area and I managed to grab one of the girls who was seemingly ready for battle but lacked courage.  In her cloak was some kind of unusual weapon which she had not unleashed the capacity - it was thin as razor and carried an rare aura.

I taught her the chant for self defence before we moved to a safer area.

A surprise attack was done on her and she was pushed right through the ground, into a room full of clay statues and no other humans around.  It was a rather scary moment as the phantom can now sniff her out easily.  I was nearby, and quickly, we moved to another area which now made the place look like a basement convenience shop.  More and more people could be seen and I toppled some of the merchandise to form a defense wall.  A long time friend, Ruisheng, could also be seen nearby and he too, appeared to be part of this defence squad.

Moments later, this place now has turned into a modern supermarket with regular shoppers moving around.

Switchscene shows me now moving into a classroom with a katana and wakizashi, walking to the windows and looking out.

Sounding alarm.  It was daylight.
A primary school scene appeared where I saw 2 students conspiring against another and stole some of her things that consisted of a pink and yellow pouch.  The teacher who conducted a bag search could not find the missing items even in their bags.

After school dismissal, these 2 students could be seen sharing the loot and the pink and yellow pouch was passed to each other.  I could not see what's inside these 2 pouches but it certainly looked like something valuable, and went ahead to confront them.  Upon confrontation, they ran off with all the things being passed to the boy who seemingly was the mastermind of the theft.  He ran across a street and was then knocked down by a car.  I then turned to the students and told them the story of karma.

Next scene showed me getting up an aircraft which resembled a private jet, but there are horizontal rotors at the bottom of the aircraft.  It appeared that I was on some photo assignment which I had to follow a crew to move over vast distances.  The first flight was spent within the cabin, but when the aircraft moved to the 2nd location, I was hanging up at the feet of the aircraft - I'll call it a plane (resembling that of helicopters) and seeing the vast vegetation of forests below me.

Soon I moved back and dearie told me that it was rather dangerous to be out there, because if I fall off, it's going to be fatal.

When the plane landed, the gates opened and I could see someone resembling Darth Vader moving forward, hands streched out and a floating platform materialises along with the sophisicated instrument panel in between his hands.  It was in the desert where reddish sand could be seen, just like that of Mars.

At the next destination, the plane landed in some elevated landing pad which the side panels of the landing area opened and water could be seen gushing and making the first level seemingly like a pool, and wetted my footwear.  This destination was perched at the inclining waterbody on a mountain.  I once again saw that floating platform and moving out with the "commander" Darth Vader.

Eyes opened to the UFO alarm on my iPhone.  It's already daylight.
At intervals, a lady resembling Priscilla Chan would enter this room and discuss with the chief in private. Red wines would be handed through some metal built-up mechanism by the side of the seating area. This 'meeting place' is unseen from the exterior and forms part of the room of both hers and the chief's.

They seemingly had to discuss certain matters in secrecy, hence this was how the meetings are conducted.

A raid has been conducted and in the last part, one of the detectives resembling Lau Ching Yun, spoke through his comms system that this treasure must not fall into the hands of anyone (it was perched in a standalone pillar which was surrounded by matching flooring) and activated the destruction module. With all of us in the safe area, the flooring around the pillar crumbled and the thug's child, who was there, fell through without succession of his father rescuing him.

During the review, I thought, if the child had rolled away quickly, he might be safe but being a child, their reflexes are not as effective as an adult.

Switchscene showed me back in my home to collect some stuffs and I saw the bread dearie had given me gone mouldy.  It seemed that I had brought it back some time ago and did not place it in the fridge to preserve the freshness.

Next scene showed me in this town centre which once again appeared to be that of Australia. I was talking to a friend and told him that all we need to move around in Australia is a bicycle and it's impossible to get lost. The bicycle I had was a very compact and foldable type which could not be seen around much.

Many cyclists could be seen moving past me. Soon, I saw my friend, Bert, appeared and was also riding one of such bikes, with another friend teaching him to do a bunny hop over a crushed paper cup. He did his successfully and I gave my demonstration with a high jump in which he cheered in awe.

There was also a crowd seated in this open air cafe and they too cheered after I made that jump.

We soon move ahead to the railway station and I bunny-hopped my way up the entrance using only the last wheel of my bike to land.

Eyes opened and it's already daylight.

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Another night with clear skies; a sight to admire and walk through, passing the orchestra of crickets in the serenity of the night's beauty.

Weather has been really rainy the past few days and concrete sunlight can only be seen near sunset; still too much haze in the day hours.

I have to segregate the timing so that I can be doing my work in a more timely order.

Let's start tomorrow.

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Saw myself in this carpark near a block of old flats where I was picking Jeffrey (Nicole's brother) up. He looked a little unusually muscular and even sported a tatoo across part of his left chest and upper arm. He lay on the aged carpark and did some back stretching and we conversed a little about his recent trip.

Now this place resembled Min Xin Primary School where the old architecture was preserved. It was unusually quiet and not a single soul was around us.

My car was not the actual driven, but the DeLorean DMC-12 that was used in Back to the Future. But this time, it's not powered by waste materials at the back of the vehicle.

Soon, we warped into hyperspace and I had opened my eyes. 7:05am.

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It is one of those post-shower nights that I am once again making my way back home.

Had finally finished work for the day. The rest continues when I hit homebase later. A little wider awake now as I had fell asleep after an outdoor activity earlier, made comfortable by the welcoming rain for the afternoon.

I'll be missing dearie tonight again as another week begins.

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The first place that appeared was at NCS where I had a call centre agent job. The layout of the office looked a little different this time as the seat I was assigned was facing the rows of seats that lined up facing each other. Thomas was still the team leader and could be seen holding a lit cigarette while covering the mouth end with a tissue and then spraying some 'mask' to prevent the sprinkler from activating.

There was only Olivia who was the familiar face other than Thomas and I was introduced to an Indian lady colleague as a 'comeback' that I briefly said '...but not sure for how long'.

Now I appeared in this mall that looked like Bukit Panjang shopping centre and then in the arcade where 2 young punks were seen playing this shooting game. Many spectators could be seen crowding around them as they played. Halfway through, one of them stopped playing and wandered into this shop nearby, so I had to to take up the vacant player's place and continue the game.

This game resembled the 'Monster Fighter' that I had played during school days, but there's now a 'cheat detector' in the game which flys past the screen in a silvery spacecraft form - to catch those 'cheat reloading'.

Game ended soon and I joined the rest in the shop. One section sells mobile phone accessories and I saw some familiar faces but could not match to any names.

With the help of a friend, I managed to visit this lady (resembling 江祖泙) whose putting up at some kind of prison where she's allowed visitors. Her family members were with her too and brought her some books and food. After calling her church counsellor, she was told that she can't accept the food due to the 'purity' of the coconut milk and salt that was used in making the food. Over the phone, she wept and explained hard that this was a effort from the heart of her loved ones.

As she talked, the 'halfway door' swung and wiped on some dirt (resembling bird droppings) unto the cover (this food had now turned into a book) and remained in my sight for several minutes as I awaited for her to end the call along with the rest of her visitors.

After she ended her call in tears, we chatted with her while cleaning the soiled book cover. That was where I asked which church is she attending and she answered 'TCC'. It was also the main at Adam Road and I briefly told her I did have experienced some unpleasant issues in my time there. By the time I had finished, dearie's favourite bear also appeared and was taken to dry along with the book that was deemed 'spiritually unclean' by this lady's counsellor which we told her not to worry about it.

We all bade her farewell and she does look happier after our visit.

One of her friends appeared to resemble Sylvia (an ex colleague) who offered to give us a lift - so I told her to just drop me at the MRT station where I had parked my car.

Eyes opened. 6:47am.

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Laying my head on my pillow, it's one of those nights that the mind is filled with thoughts as I will be going for another NS callup tomorrow. Though it's a just a one-day event, it does have considerable disruption to our usual lifestyle.

With the haze's density this evening, I wonder how the military trotting will be carried out tomorrow if the level has reached an unhealthy range. Many of us would not even risk ourselves for a purpose as we have better things to do. But sadly, being 'sons of Singapore', we all have almost no choice if we are based in Singapore.

It's a rather unusual early night for me with this passing thought. I decided not to elaborate as much tonight as I look forward to an earlier rest.

Maybe I'll find out more in the world beyond dreamland.

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I was waiting for dearie at this void deck which resembled that of my old home at Bedok North - sitting area in one quadrant of the void deck separated by the kitchen area where the rubbish chute collection door was. 2 men could be seen loitering nearby and as I was waiting for dearie, I left my slippers nearby and walked around barefooted (place was unusually spick and span), one of the 'red indians' took one foot of my slippers and tried to wedge out something from the sole of his shoe.

Soon, dearie came and as I was about to confront him after he tossed the slipper to the floor, he told me that there was a broken arrow wedged in the sole of his shoe. Strangely enough, he attempted to use my slipper to remove it.

Switchscene showed me running in a park where there were many of my unit comrades. We took several runs and as the number of rounds increased, so did the number of runners. The distance seemed pretty long but the run did not feel tiring at all.

Final scene showed a war scene where the Turks have captured St Paul ruins at Macau. As our battle station is raised, our child prodiigy sniper was ready to fire. Several individual Turks could be seen on each platform of St Paul ruins and our sniper took his position and took down several units from different positions.

His last shot missed and our battlestation had touched down on the ruins. The Turks, dressed in purple cloaks, started their melee attack with the traditional curved Arabian daggers on the frontline fighters. In this place, I appeared to be a tourist and quickly signalled the local civilians to evacuate the place to a safer turf of ground behind our frontline.

There was one boy who led a pack of dogs that I had guided him to safety. He had a head of hair that felt like the artificial grass patch used in supermarkets where fruits are placed.

I'm glad that the civilians could be moved to a safe zone.

Final scene showed me appearing seemingly in Hong Kong's Macdonalds where you can mix your own salad and a lady could be seen requesting additional sauce. The manager responded to her in Cantonese and offered to let her have 2 packs at the price of 1.

It was a 6-hour rest but felt like I had been there longer. Sky's bright again.
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