The past two nights have just been.....WEIRD. Period. I've been having these crazy dreams of things I would never normally think of. And I DO mean normally. All right, so there might be times where I don't really act normally but this was REALLY not normal. So anyway, I had reason to suspect these unusual dream patterns came about due to alcohol-induced brainwaves or something.

Right, Day 1-Dream 1: This guy I meet at Wala-wala who happens to be Charlotte's really good friend and whose name is Kel appears in my dream. He's an extremely nice guy to be around with but I've got absolutely NO knowledge of his background whatsoever. SO, he appears in my dream percussing away on a drumset that just appears out of nowhere in my dream and POOF, I wake up the next morning, he's gone.

So I message Char about this and guess what I find. She tells me he does play the drums but on a recreational basis. Clairvoyant premonistic bed visions?? Someone please tell me it was the alcohol that night.

Day 2- Dream 2: I incarnate in the middle of a school group busking with friends from all over Singapore. The objective? To scout around MacRitchie Reservoir looking for Lost Treasure. WTF? The next thing I know, this dyke announces to the rest of the group that there's a serial molester running about on the looose; camouflaged in the forest. The result? We have to keep our eyes peeled for a overly touchy prowler apparently hiding in a bloody tree.
Thereafter, I am freaking teleported to some enormous labyrinth of a tower supposedly owned by Robert Kwan, ex-ceo of the McDonalds empire in Singapore. So I see a huge pond in the centre of the tower wound by gazillions, gabillions and gajillions of staircases.

"Eenee-menee-miney-mo!" I go up one staircase and I find a fucking crazed knife-wielding spirit running at me. "Holy Shit!" I fucking slam the door shut and pick another one. I find myself in another room and it's totally encrusted with shelves and shelves of books. I kinda felt like it was something out of Super Mario World.

It was pretty amazing to find myself in such a scene. And up comes a "Hello....". I turn around and what do I see? A cycloped teddy bear with an encyclopedia in hand. He tells me, "have a seat" and this arcane looking reading chair appears but I have to walk around to get to the seat. But reaching the seat, what do I find? Lo-and-behold, a cycloped cookie monster doll. I thought it was pretty cute, but pretty freaky as well. And all around me, I hear screams, laughs and cries of all sorts.

This was one outrageous fantasy I was going through. I turn to one side and I see a giagantic gyroscope spinning perpetually. I hear a loud banging on the door outside the room and I look through a peephole only to see that it was the same knife-wielding ghost banging on the door seeking my head. What happens next is truly bewildering. I'm once again, magically teleported into another section of Super Mario World where cyclops tells me that I'm safe and that he's getting a haircut. Only this time without the encyclopedia in hand.

The next thing I know, I wake up in the morning to hear my brother telling me to get up and go to church. If you're asking me, I'd blame it on the imperial cognac I had the night before going to bed. Just....WEIRD.