Dear Dreams – Page 107

Spring Cleaning

Last Saturday was a day meant for resting after the tiring week. Time could be spent more efficiently if not for the festival mood.

My mum was complaining about having headaches when she stupidly worked long hours in the early mornings for her boss. Nobody saw a point why she should be working for the pathetic pay; it was abuse of workers and sadly, dumb people still existed.

The defrosting of the small fridge in the living room took me some time. Nevertheless, my uncountable times of telling my mum the huge energy consumption of fridge was adding burden to the electricity bill every month remained useless. It was not as if my family was big and that we had no choice over it; if only my mum would throw away all the long expired food inside the big fridge.

I did a little packing of the house and finally got to clean the toilet’s walls after years. It was an exhausting job to reach the corners and all the wiping drained off my energy and before long, my backache started again.

Playing Condition Zero was a release of pressure for the past few weeks. My elder brother joined in the fun and we played a couple of games.

I was anticipating that my gang would ring me up but they did not, until a few hours later in the early morning. It was around one AM and I shown them the way to Chinatown. We did not comb the entire pasar malam but to travel in one direction. The scenery was very good with hot stylish girls walking around.

After reaching home, Irwin suggested going out and he drove down to fetch me to West Cast Park MacDonald’s’ where we had our late supper. We chatted till before sunrise and he sent me home.

Recalling Your Dreams

There are too many “dreams” word mentioned recently during conversations and even in movie.

There are times, which I have been so determined to outshine others, but soon the amount of work crashes me and flattens my dreams.

I sit here and watch time staggering away, and each step he takes wrecks my heart so hard until I get numbed.

Before I realise I have lost myself, I am losing most of my enthusiasm.

Have you ever glanced at the stars in silent to recall how many dreams have walked over your life?

Reasons to Skip Night Class

One of the irritating incidents I had ever encountered on the train was when I was trying to read up on my lecture notes by the side of the “inner” doors, two bangalas came in, one standing right in front of the door and the other one hanging on to the ring support at my left. It was not that bad if they did not start talking and sandwiched me with the noise. The latter even walked towards the doors to see the scenery and then walked back to his original position.

I spent my free time in office to study and do my assignment. Wee Lian’s kindness to get us involved in the afternoon’s workshop caused hesitation. I was more than happy to join in the creativity game with my colleagues but I had to prioritise my night class top after having a session the night before and also, waking up early in the morning for work.

Lunch was too sudden for me. It was quite a big group outing this time with Dorothy, Mei Hoe, Nicholas, Daniel, Mrs Wo, Vivian, Mrs Lam, Mrs Seetoh and my two usual buddies. We went to West Coast to have sliced fish soup with noodles. The person who attended to us was very impatient and rude and we were surprised that Dorothy could take it without asking us to leave together. Anyway, it was costly at the price of $5 and XO soup would be $7. Practically, I was not a lover of the item and thus, could not tell the quality.

Jingkun and I sent Weitat home before going back to the office. I was right that I could not stand sleeping for less than four hours the night before, however, I waited for Jingkun to finish off his stuffs and we left around forty-five minutes later than projected time. We even had some food outside the theatre, which cost us time.

By the time I reached home, it was almost five PM and I dozed off soon. I woke up in shock at around six-thirty PM, knowing that I would definitely be late for my night class. I hurried down to the bus-stop and it took around twenty minutes for bus 75 to arrive but it did not stop since it was too packed. Seeing that the bus-stop was half full with people who were all waiting for the same bus and not wanting to waste another twenty minutes or longer time to wait for another packed bus, I quickly paced off towards Tanjong Pagar MRT station, leaving a babe behind.

I was very quick on my feet like usual all the way to the station, however, inconsiderate people were blocking the way. Perhaps, I was very proud of myself for the consideration I gave to others whenever I was strolling slowly on the way, which in turn, increased the demands for others.

I was good in calming myself down, in order not to blame SMRT for not sending more bus 75 down at the busy hour. I was reminded of government’s campaign to advise Singaporeans to use public transport and yet the public transport system was never good enough. The train was very packed as well but somehow I managed to squeeze in.

Bad things did come with good returns for I was blessed to get to see a very stylish looking girl. She was slim in her office wear and at almost the same height of mine, holding a Mac book. I was more tempted when I saw her hold a shoes bag, which probably described her sportiness. However, she alighted at around Commonwealth.

I took bus 154 at Clementi to SIM and was late for more than forty-five minutes. I could have arrived half an hour earlier if I did not walk to the bus-stop, wait for the crowded bus and walk to the MRT station.

I was totally lost at the lab since I was very late. During the break, I sat with Yuanle and his colleague. Japit started revising the lecture and I was so impressed that he managed to enlighten me unlike the main lecturer who totally failed despite having more time with us.

I was almost killed under the torment for Yuanle’s friend went out to smoke during the break and thus when he returned, his entire body was smelt of smoke and together with his opened Redbull, the smell was horrible and poisonous and I knew the effect of taking third-hand smoke was far worse than anything.

At the end of the lecture, I called Irwin a few times before he picked up to tell me to meet up in another day.

Smoke Slayer Version 1.2

I started mugging on the way to work. I spent my morning more useful than ever.

Alex caught me at my seat to ask me to go touring with him after he had helped NEA to make $800. There was no luck inside his car and we had a little suntan after that before he advised me to take my lunch half an hour before lesson began.

It was crowded in the canteen. Jingkun and Weitat were already there with Mrs Wo, Dorothy, Elvin and Afni. Kevin joined us afterwards.

I was distracted from editing the Flash game. Flash animation was tedious work and it was difficult to demonstrate, otherwise, I would have to do thirty over projects and I would be awarded the points in the end.

I was very stressed up in the afternoon. After around four years, it was difficult to understand even my own coding. However, it seemed that hard work did pay off and I managed to debug it at around five PM, and finally feeling relaxed.

I went up to find my gang but they were all gone and probably did not want to disturb me since I looked stressed. I had a little chat with Meihoe for she was trying to show me the video taken during the cohesive event – Food Rally. Grace Cheong joined in to explain more details of her video editing story while I held my bladder.

I went to school earlier than usual and met Haiyati at the bus-stop and we took the same bus but she alighted at Clementi MRT. Traffic was much smoother at that hour. I went to the fourth storey to get a teriyaki chicken burger but took a beef one instead and I was more alert than usual to go back to the auntie. She made an exchange with me but I was rather disappointed with the taste of the chicken burger this time.

I went into the lecture theatre early but it was difficult to doze off. I concluded defeat. Yuanle arrived a few minutes before seven and finally I realised I did not check the school email for instructions and was totally unprepared for the tutorial.

Mr Loo started off broadcasting the presentation groups and helping us to find our team members. I was quite happy to get to know new people. Mr Loo sounded very soft and I was very glad when he mentioned that he would be taking another two of my modules in the next two semesters.

The tutorial was basically all about the presentation and we were dismissed as early as nine PM, however, bus 75 kept me waiting for long that I could only reach home at ten PM. I was so frustrated at the fact that even “bus 61” had arrived twice. Music kept my temper down.

Kevin Chua was the Hero

I could not get to sleep after having five hours of nap. The three hours of sleep after that almost kept me on bed and late for work.

The most shocking thing that happened in the morning was Kevin’s SMS to inform me that he was sick. It was never easy to operate alone in Bukit Batok but I was glad and guilty that he joined me even though he was on MC. His consideration made me feel so lousy somehow because it was obvious that I could not handle things good enough; he was simply too impressive.

The morning ended earlier than ever and I proceeded back to office. Mingfa came later without Mingli despite they had planned earlier on to come together for lunch. Weitat was absent for the second day, down with gastric flu and that he did not even reply my SMS the day before and that showed how bad his condition was.

In the afternoon, I was killed by my Flash game because of the Toa Cah Soh part, which had left me since more than four years ago.

In the late afternoon, I had a little amendment to the “no smoking” poster before some of us gathered to wait for the clock to tickle. Bernard sent Wei Ming and I to Dover MRT, while George continued the ride and was probably sent to NTU directly for his night lesson by the kind fellow.

After reaching home, I remembered my mum was not cooking and that there were stories to hear from Irwin and thus I dated him out for dinner. We got to chat at Vivocity’s Long John’s Silver and later at the Sky Park.

Eugene came over to join us and we went to Kim Gary restaurant to accompany him for dinner. The waitress, Wang Na, was quite a babe. After the freezing moment in the snow-like place, we ended the day.

I got home to resume my battle through MSN with the skinny skeleton while Irwin was still on his an hour walking trip home with the hill climbing exercise at the end of the journey.

Six to Eleven, Giving Dinner a Miss

Before going to bed, I tried to clear as many things as possible like sending in deferment email to the SAF.

Afni impressed me with her communication skill. The kids from Shuqun were well behaved. Lunch was together with Afni before I rushed to lesson with George.

There were emails to update statuses but before I could finish all the intended emails, Jingkun was ready to leave and I took a lift from him. Standing by the side of the train’s door, leaning against the glass, I dozed off a few times and almost fell.

I dozed off at six and woke up at eleven, missing all the shows, giving dinner a miss. I was too tired in the physical and mental.

A Rather Stressed Day

Some people could do stupid things to risk throwing two hundred bucks away.

There seemed to be a bug in my flash game but I had already forgotten the way I programmed it years ago. Just a couple of important tasks to implement but I was inefficient for the entire day no matter how hard I was working on it. There were unavoidable interruptions in the afternoon, which was the main cause.

It was great to see Chi Chiang again and I loved chatting with Eunice as well.

The discussion with my boss rather made me realise the future still sounded smooth for me although I was still battling against the boredom and frustration. If only I were from a rich family, I could easily make a choice between making a living and working towards my dream.

The urge to continue with my website crashed with my studies. The tonnes of loads I missed from the lecture were piling in my brain, and every time I thought of them, I got so depressed.

I went home with the bulky projector, which added frustration, having to bring it to Bukit Batok the next morning, which was even further away. I dozed off in the evening and jumped up an hour later to realise it was the actual time I was supposed to meet up with Irwin for golf.

I took a little food for dinner before rushing off to Queenstown. It was a wrong decision perhaps for my entire body was wrecked since the day before and the blisters on my right hand instigated to defy my instructions.

I was using one of Irwin’s drivers instead of the usual “7 Iron” and it was a different feeling. However, I was too anxious like before, hitting the ball too hard to get it right.

A Rather Stressed Day

We Golfed, We Ate and We Chatted

The morning did not start off well somehow. I woke up very early but dragged before going out to meet Irwin and Eugene for golf at Queenstown MRT. Being afraid of getting gastric pain and that I knew I should have taken more light meals, I grabbed a sandwich at the seven-eleven store.

It was a better morning than other times since there was a young sweet girl at the other end of the driving range. Since the machine over our side was spoilt, we had to go over there.

Eugene impressed me with his calmness and consistency in his first attempt of golfing. Irwin spotted my mistake of swinging the golf club and thus I realised the last two times of golfing were waste of time.

We shared around eight hundred of balls and due to the correct swinging angle, I was not as tired as the past. We took bus 51 to Bugis Junction after that and dined at Wang Kok Hong Kong Café. I had a set meal. In the end we were quite full but managed to finish everything.

We made a big turn to TCC and camped there for very long. The cute waitress, Charlene, quite impressed me. The three of us had great chats and killed the stress of the mountain-full work waiting for me.

We left at around five PM. Irwin went back to play golf and I decided that I should not spend too much time outside especially when my fingers were already equipped with many blisters.

I started dozing off and when my younger brother returned home, we went to look for my mum to do some shopping at the NTUC. At first, I was expecting my mum to get the stuffs and leave, but they took their own time leisurely when my brain was malfunctioning. The one hour of shopping was billed at almost a hundred dollar.

Thrown $20 Ez-link Card to Sleep in Lecture

For the second consecutive Saturday, I went down to SIM for lecture. Although it was the last day of the intensive lecture for this semester, things did not spell good.

The lecturer executed his power to make everyone feel sleepy again and I was so wasted throughout. During lunchtime, Yuanle and I dined at the canteen together with his colleague. Both of us had fish and chips. I saw Lynn and Zijian who were nearby. Since I was very tired, I did not go over to address them but it turned out to be a wrong decision since Lynn told me her hottest classmate was actually presented.

I was expecting the lecture to end very early but somehow it was dragged until the very last half an hour. I overheard from some others that they were clueless as well. Yuanle did doze off many times as well but he was flooding the lecturer with questions after the lecture, which scared me off.

I was very frustrated to wait for around twenty minutes for bus 75 to arrive. The bus-stop began empty to crowded and soon, quiet down again. The worst thing happened when I realise my EZ-link card was not in my wallet. I dropped a two-dollar note instead and it began my depressive day. It was the first time I made such mistake of losing important card.

I was sitting at the farthest back of the bus and a young sweet girl boarded the bus with her mum. The back number sign of the bus was lying on the seat and the girl put it at the back. As the bus moved, the sign fell and hit her head. I took the board from her and put it besides me.

Since I got home late, my plan to take a quick nap failed. After clearing emails, I went off to Vivocity to meet up with Irwin. I was right on time but Tingfeng and him were earlier, queuing at Sushi Teh. It was the first time I went inside and it was quite nicely decorated. Irwin’s friend, Eugene, came and joined us, and we shared some dishes together. Irwin footed the bill of around $95.

After Tingfeng left, we went to collect the online booking tickets and it was billed under Irwin’s credit card. I met Albert who was camping there with his friends probably after their beach volleyball game.

The long awaited movie, Chi Bi 2, was quite impressively filmed but the fake storyline turned Irwin off. At least, I was able to concentrate fully. After the movie, three of us went off in different directions. We were supposed to go to Dragonfly with Kaiye who flew us aeroplane. Anyway, I did not have the chance to hear from Irwin about his recent story.

After reaching home, I was busy with filing of police report online, and spending large amount of time at the SAF, Ez-link and SIM websites.

Some Good Naps

As of always, Friday started early. It stretched until afternoon and I could finally rest myself with my gang at the canteen to enjoy a meal.

I was busy with my Flash game later before Daniel invited me to leave with him. After reaching home, I took a good nap for nearly two hours before going to school without having dinner. I dreamed of my colleagues and my boss quitted the job unexpectedly somehow after some disagreements with the management as he was siding with my gang.

I was sitting beside a lady who was more than average looking but I was quite turned off when she talked over the phone to describe how slow the bus was; I was expecting her to be more calm and classy.

The bus indeed provided us with air-conditioner for very long and it took nearly an hour to reach school, which was almost twice the time for night trip.

I grabbed a chicken teriyaki burger at level four and the bite delighted me; it tasted good like what Jingkun had recommended to me at the price of $1.50. However, since I thought it was not nice to chew inside the lecture theatre, I kept the burger for the break.

Since I could not see Yuanle at first and that I did not want to catch too much attention, I took the fourth row seat, whereby the front seats were all empty. Later on, I joined him during the break.

The lecture was as boring as before but since I had some sleep before that, even though the total hours of sleep did not even exceed six hours for the day, I managed to focus more. With the self-reading of a few chapters in front during the journey, I gained more confidence.

I acknowledged that the lecturer was of certain qualities, such that he could be standing in front, but however, he had the very bad habit of repeating his words continuously and also softening his voice before the end of his sentences, seemed like mumbling to himself that it definitely made sleepy heads more drowsy. I recognised that the module was “drier” than the earlier Internet Security one, but he did not have many entertaining jokes like Professor Willy. I got tired at the end of the lesson and I concluded that I needed more recharging like old rechargeable batteries.

One ridiculous thing was that the lecturer did not get back the attendance file a day before and thus he declared that everyone was present; on this day, he came back with a complete new list and thus everyone who was present for this lecture would be considered present for all the previous four lectures as well. What was the point of passing us the attendance file to sign at only the third hour to cause some of us to leave the theatre late since some people were taking their own sweet time to sign before passing around the theatre?

Bus 75 took “forever” to come again. I watched other buses arriving as the bus-stop’s crowd dispersed, I got very irritated. I guessed some of the regular customers of bus 75 had taken other buses instead. In my bad mood, I started listening to MP3s and somehow it helped to relieve the stress.

I got home to catch only the last few episodes of the Yi Zhi Mei and when I tried to watch it online, the You Ku website took forever to load, and it was really forever.