Dream File 0006-AA

There were two married couples who were friends. The first couple was looking for the house. The second couple has an evil plan to buy the first couple's home for cheap. So they offered their house to the first couple for a 'bargain' price of $68 million dollars. They were chatting in the second couple's study.

The first couple was grateful for the offer, complimenting on how good the house was and how cheap it was, etc. The husband said something like, "I don't know how to repay you". It was then that the second husband dropped the bombshell by saying, "How about your house?"

It was a shock to the first couple because it sounded as though the second couple wanted the same kind of treatment (i.e. cheap house). Their house worth more than the second couple's house, but now they are trapped after talking so much about how cheap the $68 million house was. If they refused, it made them look bad for not returning the favour, but if they do, they will lose the house. A 'damn if they do, damn if they don't' situation.

Then the first husband went on to say how a freeway is going to be built in his suburb and how it would push up the prices of house and that his house was worth nothing less than $100 million. In other words, they wanted more money for their house.

So, who is more evil? The first couple for not returning the favour, or the second pair for offering their house for cheap, and then expect the same from the first pair?

The best joke I've read this year

Dream File 0005-MJ

Can't remember exactly the dream I had today. I think there are actually two dreams. The first dream is similar to the second one. Or is it one of the same? Anyway, my friend and I were looking for one of those All-In-One printers at a shop. We walked around the printer looking for something. That is the first dream.

The second one is similar, we were still at the shop, looking at the same printer. We picked up an empty box, trying to find out where the printer was made in. We thought it was made in Japan, but found out that it was made in China. There was something else after the printer in the second dream, but I can't remember.

Long distances relationship... Does it work?

I found out recently that a friend's girlfriend is going back to her own country after completing her study here. So, with no immediate plan to go with her, my friend got himself into a long term relationship. While the general consensus is that the majority of long distances relationships don't work, I have seen it work before. But it makes me wonder, does it really work?

I've seen couples who broke up even before one of the partners has to leave for a far fling country. I mean, is there some sort of psychological barrier in each and every one of us that tell us that distance won't work?

In the days of snail mail and very expensive IDD calls, that could be the case due to the long time between correspondences and the relatively short time on the phone. But nowadays, technology changes that. Email, MSN, Facebook, etc. is almost instantaneous and phone calls are cheap as (come on, Skype to Skype is free).

In the current technological trend, is long term relationship going to work? Or does human need the need to see each other, feel each other's embrace, and be physically close to each other?

Dream File 0004-CQZ

Can't quite remember the start of today's dream, so I'll start somewhere in the middle. I was hi-jacking a friend's 4X4 (good start, huh?). And as I was getting away, she pressed a button on another set of similar car keys which was in a box of keys.

I thought she has activated a bomb on the car (like in the movies), so I drove around looking for a place to dump the car. Then I found an empty lot and crashing through the fence into the empty lot, I parked right in the middle of it and dashed into a shop across the street.

Moments later she arrived with a cop (actually, he is more like those Pakistan security guard outside banks in HK) just outside the shop window. I was hiding behind a rack of cards looking out the window. She soon recognised me and started to walk in. I tried to get away, but was caught. We had a chat and walked out the shop (the cop disappeared into the background).

We ended up in a (rose) garden, and she proceeded to kneel down near one of the roses and start fiddling with the ground. I asked her what she was doing and apparently, she was looking for a plug along one of the cables she was fiddling with. The cables were optic fibre cables for the internet, and her friend was able to get unmetered high speed internet by plugging in some sort of device (yep, more dodgy stuff).

Then we went to a lecture hall. Unlike the normal lecture halls, this one slopes down, rather than up. The further you are at the back, the lower you sit. It was here that we parted. I found my friend and sat one row ahead of him. When I turned back to talk to him, I found that she was just another row behind with her friend.

Then the clock alarm went off.

Dream File 0003-KT

I was at a friend's house. More like a dormitory, actually. The room was fairly small. Besides my friend and I, there was another person whom I did not know. Anyway, there was wide bookshelf in the middle of the room, about 5 metres wide and high enough to fit about 3 books. It looked something like a display shelf at a shop.

On the shelves were manga, volume after volume of them. There was Dragonball Volume 30 to 36 (in Chinese, I think). And on the bottom shelf, there were Full Metal Panic figurines, still in their boxes, each about 30 centimetres high. I took one out and had a look. It was one of the mecha.

Then I woke up. Man, I wish I have room on my shelves for those FMP figurines.

Engagement Party

Attended my best friend's engagement party last night. Man, he sure has a lot of friends. I am not sure if they were all his friends, or if some were his fiancée's friends as well, or if they are both. But I have met a lot of them, and a lot of them I haven't seen in years, most from my high school days.

It was so nice to catch up with them. There was no live band and whatnots, all we did was nothing more than just chat with other people. I tended to stick to those who I know (mostly from high school), but there are a few new faces. Two of the friends are already married, and many are paired up. There is still a fair share of us who are singles, me included. That just makes me wonder, what is my engagement party going to be like? Actually, the question should be if I am ever going to have one.

Actually, the first question is if I will ever get a fiancée in the first place. Sometimes I feel lonely, but sometimes I feel that I am so free being single. Such is the dilemma. I guess having someone to share your life with is better than no-one to share, right?

Dream File 0002-AA

Today's dream. There was an attempted robbery at my house. Well, my room, to be exact. I was sleeping in my room all the while it was raining bits and bytes outside. Two lighting flashes very close to my room, and I heard two soft screams. I didn't pay too much notice of it, so I went back to bed.

At dawn, I saw my curtain moved, but I was sure the window was closed, so it couldn't be from the wind outside. I got up and checked on the window. Viola! A hand on the half opened window, trying to yank it open.

I naturally screamed, "Thief!". And the would-be-burglar flee on foot, but not before I had a good look at him, a 12 years old kid from next door.

Then the cops turned up and did some fingerprint test on the window frame.

Interview with myself: Formula 1 2007 Season

Best on-field moments?
Taku driving a Super Aguri passing Alonso AND Raikkonen on the race track at Canada. Now he can tell his grand-kids that he has passed two world champions in one race.

Best off-field moments?
Stepneygate, by far the best spy novel material since James Bond. I can already picture the opening scene of any potential movie.

Best driver of the year?
Lewis Hamilton. Almost become the world champion in his rookie year, pending on court decision. 2000 US Presidential election comes to mind. That aside, he actually has talent, and so far, being modest.

Unluckiest driver of the year?
Mark Webber. The driver is great, but every time he's in a good point scoring position, either his machine died on him, or someone else ram him up his arse. So much so that he's the only driver I've heard to swear on live TV this season after getting rammed from behind in Japan.

One thing you'd like to see next year?
The first driver to get blinded by the lights at the Singapore night race.

One thing you'd like to see (but will never happen) next year?
Ferrari getting treated like everybody else.

One thing you'd like to say to Alonso?
Stop being a crybaby. Hamilton is better than you.

One thing you'd like to say to your favourite team?
Get your bloody car running Start your bloody car, Honda. Barrichello came last. How it that ever possible?

Psycho climbed into a house to stab ex

Read a disturbing newspaper article about a 22 years old guy who meticulously planned to kill his ex girlfriend in Hong Kong by stabbing her during her sleep. Apparently, the guy is an avid rock climber. Got into the building when the guard wasn't looking in the middle of the night, he rode to the 25th floor where he used his rock climbing skills to dangle, swing and land at the crime scene. He effortlessly got into the house and stabbed the 22 years old girl 9 times with the knife he brought.

When he was spotted by the girl's mother after she heard her daughter's scream, the suspect calmly went out the window and abseil down the building and fled.

There are psychos are out there who would do anything to destroy someone else's life. 'If I can't have it, you can't either'. So why doesn't he stalk her, find out her new boyfriend and stab him as well? Why only the girl? That aside, how could love turn into hatred? If you love somebody so much, wouldn't you want him/her to be happy, regardless of whether you are "the one" or not.

You might have some terrible days after the break up, but come on, it's over. Get over it. The world still goes on, life still goes on. Be grateful that you have loved and be loved once before, because not everyone is as lucky as you are.