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.
11:44 PM |
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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.
10:16 AM |
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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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11:16 AM |
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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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1:34 PM |
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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.
8:36 AM |
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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.
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8:49 AM |
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