18
Apr
13
Apr
I am an interviewer. My non-existent,tall and green eyed friend has a twin. And to play a prank on me, they exchange places just before the interview, so the twin I don’t know is standing outside while her sister, whom I do know comes and sits in for the interview.
Anyway, I’m too smart for their tricks and begin what seems to be an open and shut interview. There’s some discussion over glass half full and half empty and I just go ahead and fill the fucking glass to the brim.
Interview ends. Girl gets in.
Twin is standing outside. I pass a coy smile at both of them. They immediately realize that I knew all along.
We go to a dhaba to celebrate, with khatiyas and all! Suddenly it’s the twins,myself and Vanga (lol) sitting around the dinner table at the dhaba (no idea what happened to the khatiyas). The waiter is this huge Punjabi guy who says we need to either spend the night here or pay atleast 200 Rs. for the food. I laugh inside my head and say that it wont be an issue.
Vanga orders 2 kinds of dal.
My alarm goes off.
Trippy Tuesday begins.
25
Mar
Last night’s dream was pretty cool.
It started off with me planning a Japan trip with my Indore friends.
Soon after we realized that one of our friends had been kidnapped. By Australia 0_o. Tasmania specifically. And that they were going to launch nuclear weapons on India. Hahaha. It then became my mission to get him back.
But the cool part is…in this dream, I could fly ! Unlike my last dream where I could only float from place to place, I was flying high in this dream. At the same time, I realized that I shouldn’t let people know that I could fly, so I’d shoot up into the air so that they wont have a chance to see my face or anything.
I’m not quite sure though what happened to my friend, because I certainly didn’t fly all the way to Australia to save him 
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Anyway, later on…I was suddenly talking to Johnny Drama and Vinnie Chase (ala Entourage) and we were discussing our own Japan trip plans. Evil bastard that I am…even in my dream, I knowingly ditched my plan with my Indore buddies to go with the Entourage crew instead…because I knew it would be awesome and wild 
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The dream also involved a sequence where I’m driving Johnny and Vinnie on the wrong side of the road in some weird ass vintage automobile.
26
Feb
Last night I dreamt that I had gotten extremely drunk and completely blacked out and forgotten what had happened the night before.
I was out with Shanty and Pari when they told me that I had apparently hooked up with some girls the night before. While we were walking we actually ran into the girls from last night but I didn’t remember any of them. One of them quickly approached me and asked me why I was looking at her as if I’d never met her. I confessed that I had no recollection of the night before. Or of her. She laughed and put her hand in mine and we started walking.
She was really pretty, a lot prettier than her friends. She said her name was Shweta (I think). We started talking about random things. It felt very nice. And strangely warm. After a while I think I realized that I was carrying a pet dog on my shoulders while holding her hand. The dog was a white furry one. Really cute.
We were walking at some weird place, I can’t say where…but it had something to do with SMRT (weird dream logic). It was kinda like a path/walkway through a park, only not at ground level. I put the dog down and he ran away somewhere. We followed him and soon came to a place with another dog there. Only this one was a labrador and was dead. There was a branch protruding through the dead dog’s stomach. I quickly picked up our little white dog and we started to go away.
Anyway, it was a super pleasant dream up until we came across the dead dog. I remember I had woken up in the middle of the night and actually typed out some shit on notepad so that I didn’t forget the dream. Unfortunately, I did forget. Because I wrote down the words “spider” , “clown” & “ate sushi for 7 days” and I can’t remember either of these now.
*Sigh*
15
Feb
I dreamt of flight last night. It wasn’t the shooting through the clouds kind of dream, but atleast I was flying/floating over short distances.
Baby steps 
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I was in some sort of a fair where people were selling different kinds of things. I was flying over tents , one tent to another. Never flying too high, but still so fun and liberating. I was searching for something. Or someone? I think at one stall I stopped and asked where I could go to get a facial re-constructive surgery. The stall ladies were very kind and started laughing and told me that I was rather good looking to get plastic surgery. Nevertheless they pointed me to some super expensive doctor’s tent. Weird. Seems I’m so low on self-confidence that I need someone in my dreams to make me feel better about myself, haha.
I then flew away again. Flying wasn’t that easy though. If I tried really hard, I’d merely fall back to the ground. I had to try just the right amount to be able to fly. Soon I was inside the compartment of a train/stairway (the place kept on switching between the two).I was with my Indore friends and showing them my flying skills. But just for fun, I was making them think that it was some sort of a trick. They tried to copy in vain and even searched for wires above my head .
14
Feb
You know how I never dream about flying? Well, last night’s (rather this morning’s…because I was woken up temporarily by Chinese New Year drums at 8am in the morning…gah!) dream was as close to a dream of flight as I can possibly get.
I was flying a Boeing 747! Me! And my co-pilot and cabin crew were my friends! Like the ones I have in real life.
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Yeah, so we pretty much went nuts in the cockpit. We were supposed to land, but instead we were doing all sortsa silly stunts like flying just inches above highways, scaring oncoming cars and pulling up at impossible angles. Sometimes there’d be power lines overhead so we’d have to cut across lanes and find an opening to shoot up into the sky again.
Soon, we came to the part about landing at Changi airport. Apparently we were landing from the wrong side and we knew our air traffic controller would be pretty pissed. Moreover there was the chance of colliding into other planes landing from that other side. And not to mention helicopters (there were many 0_o).
I proceeded to land anyway, but something very weird happened when I did. The runway didn’t look like Changi airport at all. It looked more like an aircraft carrier at sea. I called the air traffic controller and she instructed me to turn left and land through a doorway. Weird huh? Soon the plane shrunk to nothing more than a small paper airplane and we had effectively landed in some sort of restaurant. Brown wooden hues all around.
And then the stupid CNY drums started beating again outside.
31
Jan
Is it a surprise that I’d have a Mass Effect dream? About fucking time actually. But no, unfortunately,there were no blue skinned asari love interests. Instead it started out initially with me killing a bunch of Krogan warlords. I vaguely remember something about a spaceship (we had to stop a spaceship from landing? Or something?).
Anyway,somewhere in the middle of the dream, I was transported to rural India (ala Ishqiya,but more like Omkara) where I was plotting some sort of evil deed with my partner in crime. Forgot who she was though. We were packing pistols by the bucket loads. I even broke a stupid shotgun while cocking it. As we were trying to find out which way to go, some of the lecherous laffanga villagers pointed out that there was an underground passage underneath the bungalow we were in.
Next thing I know, partner and I are inside the underground passage and we’re back in the Mass Effect universe. We’re being attacked by hordes of people too.Partner foolishly decides to go head on into the oncoming enemies while I stay in cover and keep firing. Eventually she gets engulfed and possibly killed, while the remainder of the horde keeps advancing. As they draw closer, I realise what an uber weirdass dream this is turning out to be…
The horde is actually a horde of uncles. Wearing space armour.Black space armour.
Hilarity (in dream retrospect) ensues as I freeze time Mass Effect style and perform karate chops and bitch slaps on multiple uncles. Uncles remain unfazed in their determination to overrun me and keep advancing. More time slowing and more kicks and slaps follow. Eventually I decide to start tripping them. Slow motion mei ofcourse. And after tripping them, I quite literally hop across their chests, making their hearts stop one by one. Uncles laughed their way to death.
0_o
Monday morning dreams are truly fucked up.
14
Jan
12
Jan
Better write this down while it’s fresh. Be prepared for loads of grammatical errors and repetitive sentences.
I dreamt of a rolling mall in Singapore last night. It was probably one of the more surreal and bizarre dreams I’ve had in a while. Right in the middle of my SATs (yes, more lulz), Singapore decides to launch its first mall that can actually move, much like the wheel of a Ferris wheel.So imagine this large Ferris wheel like structure that rolls along the ground but is very organic and jelly-like.
In the dream, I give my SATs and then ask Sohpie about the mall. Apparently, just before the SATs, early in the morning, she and Alcas had checked out all the latest attractions in Singapore, the mall being one of them. Inside the mall were people dressed weirdly in black and pink attire and sporting tattoos. Another LEAP fella,D-Long was in charge of doing acrobatics inside the mall which actually caused it to roll forwards and backwards!
So weird. Anyway…the mall itself was gorgeous. And it was apparently a huge hit too because I saw a lot of people I know inside. Many NTUites, even a special cameo from Poonam aunty! Apart from the unique architecture of the mall, the view through its windows was something rather awesome as well because the scenery kept on changing as the mall rolled from one place to another. I remember exploring the mall, doing some acrobatics myself and running into people I know.
Also, somewhere during the rolling mall sequence, I was transported back to the exam hall where I was supposed to finish my SAT II. I realized during the dream that it was in fact a dream and even mused that I still dreamt about examinations even after starting work. Within the dream itself. And despite having such an epiphany within my dream…I completed the exam anyway, har har har.