Sweet dreams are made of these...
im leaving for work in 30 mins time but i juz have to get this down.
i had yet another dream, and this was a really beautiful one. a really sweet dream...
scene 1
i was at home one day and for some weird reason, i had this really strong urge to drive a convertible. so....i drove the car at home down to saab's and bought a 9-3 convertible!! all these without telling anyone, not even my dad knew i had changed the car. i used the sunny as downpayment, trade in.
scene 2
i went home pretending nothing had happened. i was kinda afraid that if my dad knew, the reaction would be a negative one, so i juz kept quiet. i remembered that i had to go somewhere, so i left the house. i drove with the top down to the place. was telling someone about it when it started to rain. rush back to the car to activate the roof.
scene 3
i went to pick my younger sis (whom i neva had) from sch, but i drove a van there (huh? what happened to the car). was telling her to sit properly in the van, sit in a more feminine way, coz there were many pple around the area. and i told her that i wasnt scolding her, and i dint really care how she sat, but i juz want to let her know about it. then i told her to be ready for a surprise, coz she may not see our previous car again, no more sunnys!
scene 4
it was the next morning. i usually wake up later than my parents so was expecting them to scream at me for changing the car without first discussing with them. what more changed to a 2 seater and a 2 litre car. road tax and insurance will kill us.
the amazing thing is nothing happened. and i realised that the sunny was back at home!! i thought that it was juz a dream that i had purchased the saab but i was really too real to be a dream. i remembered driving it before. without knowing what the outcome was, i woke up. and the thing is, i didnt have a chance to really enjoy the car yet. to experience a convertible. to feel the turbocharged 2 litre engine. arrghh.
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do dreams really tell us something?? im seriously curious. any dream-o-logists (is there such a word) out there care to enlighten me??
i think i see some similarities between yest's dream and the one i juz had. its about having something i really want but not being able to fully and thoroughly enjoy the experience without some distractions along the way. hmm....
btw, i have no idea why i got a saab in the dream. i dont even like that brand. if you ask me to choose, realisticly, i would take the S2000 anytime. but it was a really sweet dream. i wont mind having a saab convertible in real life.
and to digress, im gona quit my job really soon. i feel way too cheap. and i get no sense of satisfaction whatsoever from it. i dont like to be all well-mannered juz to please other pple. i dont like to carry trays. i dont like facing difficult customers and still having to smile and be all polite. they can kiss my ass.
i'll prob go get a job as a tutor. singaporean parents are all so kiasu anyway, wont be hard to get an assignment. the pay is so much better.
shit. im late.
i had yet another dream, and this was a really beautiful one. a really sweet dream...
scene 1
i was at home one day and for some weird reason, i had this really strong urge to drive a convertible. so....i drove the car at home down to saab's and bought a 9-3 convertible!! all these without telling anyone, not even my dad knew i had changed the car. i used the sunny as downpayment, trade in.
scene 2
i went home pretending nothing had happened. i was kinda afraid that if my dad knew, the reaction would be a negative one, so i juz kept quiet. i remembered that i had to go somewhere, so i left the house. i drove with the top down to the place. was telling someone about it when it started to rain. rush back to the car to activate the roof.
scene 3
i went to pick my younger sis (whom i neva had) from sch, but i drove a van there (huh? what happened to the car). was telling her to sit properly in the van, sit in a more feminine way, coz there were many pple around the area. and i told her that i wasnt scolding her, and i dint really care how she sat, but i juz want to let her know about it. then i told her to be ready for a surprise, coz she may not see our previous car again, no more sunnys!
scene 4
it was the next morning. i usually wake up later than my parents so was expecting them to scream at me for changing the car without first discussing with them. what more changed to a 2 seater and a 2 litre car. road tax and insurance will kill us.
the amazing thing is nothing happened. and i realised that the sunny was back at home!! i thought that it was juz a dream that i had purchased the saab but i was really too real to be a dream. i remembered driving it before. without knowing what the outcome was, i woke up. and the thing is, i didnt have a chance to really enjoy the car yet. to experience a convertible. to feel the turbocharged 2 litre engine. arrghh.
===========================
do dreams really tell us something?? im seriously curious. any dream-o-logists (is there such a word) out there care to enlighten me??
i think i see some similarities between yest's dream and the one i juz had. its about having something i really want but not being able to fully and thoroughly enjoy the experience without some distractions along the way. hmm....
btw, i have no idea why i got a saab in the dream. i dont even like that brand. if you ask me to choose, realisticly, i would take the S2000 anytime. but it was a really sweet dream. i wont mind having a saab convertible in real life.
and to digress, im gona quit my job really soon. i feel way too cheap. and i get no sense of satisfaction whatsoever from it. i dont like to be all well-mannered juz to please other pple. i dont like to carry trays. i dont like facing difficult customers and still having to smile and be all polite. they can kiss my ass.
i'll prob go get a job as a tutor. singaporean parents are all so kiasu anyway, wont be hard to get an assignment. the pay is so much better.
shit. im late.
posted by tranzy at 9:26 AM
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