Bad dream

So it’s 3ish in the morning and I woke up in a panic from a nightmare. I am breathing heavily and the area where my heart resides feels vulnerable and exposed.

Why? Glad you asked.

I dreamt that someone tried to rob me while I was asleep because I sleep with a $56-million fortune in bed. (Don’t ask me why).

When I woke up from the noises, the robber shot me a few times! HE FREAKING FIRED A FEW ROUNDS OF BULLETS AT ME.

The fear felt so real and the pain felt so acute that I woke up panting. I think I saw myself as the third person looking down on me as blood seeped onto my pyjamas shirt in that few seconds before I woke up IRL (in real life).

All he had to do was threaten me and I’d give him the money. But no, violence was the answer in my dream.

And since I can’t sleep now, I’ve decided to ask Google to interpret my dream for me so I can analyse it with hindsight.

To dream that you are sleeping denotes peace of mind. Alternatively, it means you are ignorant of the circumstances around you. Sleeping may also be synonymous with death in that it beckons renewal and new beginnings.

Me: Definitely true.

To dream that you are wealthy indicates you have accomplished what you set out to do. The dream represents your achievements and the rewards you reap for your hard work.

Me: Quite true if I consider my new beginning as the end-goal for now.

To dream that you have been robbed indicates you are experiencing an identity crisis or are suffering from some sort of loss in your life. Alternatively, the dream means someone has stolen your success or has taken credit for something you did. Perhaps you feel that you have been treated unfairly.

Me: This made me laugh. When has anyone not felt that they could have been treated better? True, I guess.

To dream that someone is shooting you with a gun suggests you are experiencing some confrontation in your waking life. You may be feeling victimised in some situation.

Me: Quite possibly true. See my explanation above.

To dream that you are shot represents a form of self-punishment you may be unconsciously imposing on yourself. You may have done something that you are ashamed of or are not proud of.

Me: I was thinking “hahaha” by the time I got to this explanation. Who hasn’t done something they were ashamed of or not proud of? So yes, true.


I thought I should just include this anyway since I couldn’t quite remember the ending.

To see blood in your dream represents life, love, and passion as well as disappointments.

To dream that you are bleeding or losing blood signifies that you are suffering from exhaustion or that you are feeling emotionally drained.

Me: SO BLOODY TRUE. Pun unintended.

That’s it from me tonight. Sweet dreams.



Few days before Halloween…

Me: “I can go as an overworked employee. I hear it’s very popular these days.”

Friend: “Hahaha! Can I go as Agyness Deyne?”

Me: “You can go as Agyness Deyne’s armpit.”

Friend: “I wonder what Agyness Deyne’s armpit looks like.”

Me: “It’s a wonderland.”

Friend: “Hahaha! There are a couple of parties on Saturday. We could do that or we can just find a bar to sit at and laugh at people.”

Me: “We can party-hop and MOCK at people at the same time. We have safety in numbers.”

Friend: “You do realise we can mock each other. Haha!”

Me: “I don’t think I’d look scary enough.”

Friend: “I can give you dark rings and wrinkles. I can give you eye bags too.”

Me: “I am going for a scary look, not trying to look old here. I already have my natural dark rings and wrinkles! I don’t need any more eye bags on top of my natural ones!!”


On Saturday night itself…

Me (in costume): “There is a bunch of girls walking towards me and they are all in costume. There is Catwoman, Slutty Nerd, Slutty Zorro and other assorted slutty people. I feel very self-conscious for them and myself.”

Friend: “Hahaha! Take a pic with them.”

Me: “No, it’s embarrassing enough.”


Sorry, Steve

This was too long for twitter but too precious to not record it down for posterity’s sake.

It happened the day after Steve Jobs passed away. I had come home from work and was picking at the food on the dining table. My mum looked at me and started grinning.

Me: “What?” [suspiciously]

Mum: “You said you wanted the new iPhone 5 in December?”

Me: “Yes… Why?”

Mum: “But the man who made the iPhone died yesterday?”

Me: “Uh huh…”

[I still couldn’t see where this was going.]

Mum: “Then you don’t need to get it anymore! That man died. No one to make the iPhone 5.”

My face froze midway. Well, twisted to be exact. I didn’t know to laugh or cry or do both at the time.

Long pause.

“It doesn’t matter. There will still be a new iPhone. I still want to get it.”

“You sure? The man died. It won’t be as good. You better get another phone.”


Big fish

If you conduct a google search for this phrase “Big fish in a small pond”, this website will give you this meaning:

“People who are important but only within their limited circle of influence.”

The converse phrase is “small fish in a big pond”.

The phrases are often used to convey the degree of ambition a person has – if they are content to stay in a small place or seek out a chance to grow into a “big fish”.

I remember someone asking me about this “big fish versus big pond” conundrum once because she thought I was wasting my talent in a small firm when I could probably grow and fulfill my ambitions in a larger organisation. I think I kept quiet then but to be honest, I had been mulling over it and biding my time since 2009.

Anyway, recently I blogged that I have made a big decision more than a month ago after much discussions with my close friends. Then on 20 September, I had an insightful chat with a mentor of sorts. He gave me so much useful career advice that I was trying to type as much as I can remember down after we parted.

What he said to me that day reaffirmed and validated my initial decision. But I think what was more important (and what made me felt better) was that he said the things I wanted to hear. Yet he was right in many ways.

Ok, there’s a tangent here. He also said I look very young and he thought I was only 26 years old. He is the seventh or eighth person who said I look young in the past two months. The sixth person had called me a young kid few weekends and someone I met at a party thought I was only 23.

Have I taken a youth elixir I didn’t know?! Maybe it’s my longish floppy rockstar hair that has been creating the youthful aura. Bet you want to be in my funky shoes now. If only my good looks can help me grow a bit taller.

SO. Guess this is it. I’ll be starting afresh and hopefully I have made the right choice for my future. I am fearful of the changes I have to adapt, and yet I am optimistic because I am confident that I will thrive no matter where I am. I am that good at what I do after all.


Lamb chops


Bet you couldn’t resist saying “play along” after the headline and now you’ve got an ear-worm in your head as the song keeps playing over and over and over again.

But just look at the heavenly ambrosia-like plate of nice juicy lamb cutlets and hot crispy potato wedges with a side of crunchy salad in the picture above. Even the brown gravy to complement the lamb was delicious down to the last drop.

Tell me you can resist that and I will show you a human who has yet tasted the best lamb cutlets ever.

I had it for supper on Saturday for the second time in my life and I can’t stop thinking about it until now. To think I only ate it for the first time a few weeks ago. My life was nothing before I met this dish. Nothing, I tell you.

Seriously. Everything about this dish is just so awesome. Look at it. If you were not a meat lover before, you ought to be now.

The meat is tender, with the right amount of juicy fats lacing the sides of the bone. You dip a piece of the meat into the succulent brown gravy. There is a slight tinge of smoky crispiness as you chew into it, letting the gravy swirl around.

I just made myself hungry.


The peeking sun


The next day after I had blogged about the beautiful sunset I saw last week, Mother Nature decided to give me another treat.

I was walking my usual route to work and I saw sun rays peeking out from some fluffy clouds. It was gorgeous and I didn’t even have to run the picture through any filter. Amazing, huh?

As I stood there admiring the natural beauty, I thought to myself: Wow, I’m lucky.

It’s moments like this that lets you appreciate the simple things in life.


Crazy, stupid love

“You’re the perfect combination of sexy and cute.”

Staying awake all night talking about themselves.

Finding the pillow that forms perfectly to the shape of their heads.

Talking and laughing for hours lying in bed and drinking wine.

Asking each other personal questions and answering truthfully.

Continue talking for hours until someone finally falls asleep.

Pulling the cover over them, tucking them in and kissing them goodnight and falling asleep next to each other.

Spending a huge amount of time together shopping, eating, dining, playing.

Ignoring others to spend more time with each other.

Laughing non-stop.

Making silly dance moves in the middle of nowhere.

Grinning stupidly at each other. Smiling stupidly at the phone in public.

Falling in love with each other.

They spend their entire lives looking at other people in love and thinking that those people must live on another planet and that love is something elusive.

Turns out they just want to be like those people who are in love.

Now that they have met each other, they really believe that there is one true love for everyone.

Suddenly grand romantic gestures do not seem stupid anymore.

They are each other’s soul mate. Some would say they have found the love of their life.

They don’t know if things will work out, they don’t know what’s going to happen, but they will never give up. They will never stop trying. They will continue fighting for each other.

Because they have found their soul mate. And you never give up on your soul mate. And if you fought hard enough for that person, your one true love would always work out.

Remember, when you find the one, you never give up.