::: [F]usion[S]tream :::: Samhae

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My bro just bought a new motherboard and cpu. What a waste of money man. Buying old technology just helps the shop owners clear out old stock. What's more is it's gonna be obsolete very very soon liao.. ZzzzZ.. Better still, he's been having problems with getting this new setup to work well.

Anwyayz, after hearing the news, I went for a 3 hour fishing stint with malau at "Da Pond". On the way there, the bus was so crowded that I had to stand right on the front steps. In fact, I managed to notice that the dials on the dashboard were all erratic. Pointing this way, and then that way.

The day produced no fish though and instead, I got a mean old fisho who insulted me. (Malau and me were the there 2 days later but this time he was the one who got insulted by another fisho. lol)

That nite I dreamt I was at this air-coned coffeehouse, not unlike "Baby Bistro". Bla bla bla . There was no nice food. Until I saw this guy eating this enormous and fat stingray. So I went to find the stall and order that. The lady asked me how much chilli I wanted (Was those yellow kinds of chilli gravy. Lontong they call it). I told her put as much as you want. She said, "You sure"? It's very hot. So i said let me try and i waved it off with my hand and said it's ok.

About a minute later i began getting a very strong chilli after taste so i went to buy a drink from this shop. There were 3 drink stalls there. And I swear they looked exactly liked those in Changi Village.. haha.

Anywayz, I ordered this drink from one guy in this shop but he was like very rude. He was talking to another customer while ignoring me. There was another guy there too but he was busy crushing ice. Anywayz, I forgot how i ended up giving him my order. But he gave me my ChinChow(Grass Jelly Drink) and I paid him ten dollars. Lots of talk with his fren/customer later, he finally gave me my change. $12. After I had paid him $10. Being the good citizen I asked him "eh. wrong leh?" He stared at me like as if I wasn't making any sense.

Then he gave me $9. I said $1 ah the drink? Just to confirm. So he took back the $9 and then gave me $8 instead. I was like. WTF? So I looked at the price board to see that it WAS only $1... SO I said how come like this? Then an argument erupted. At one point where I mentioned the prices on the priceboard he smiled and told me it was the prices for the previous stall holders, XXX(I forgot the name that he actually gave me in this dream).

I was like "WTF again? Don't give me this crap. Do you know that I can sue you for false advertising?" Then his face changed. "Granted it's only $1 I said, but nonetheless..."

So I went on and on here and there but just like the movie, the unimportant bits, i.e. my voice, was muffled and my attention in this dream was squarely on him growing more and more angry to a point where he began holding this fishbowl of his so tightly and then suddenly flung it at me. I noticed this of course, so I was prepared to duck.

Screams rang out from behind me while I walked about 2 metres away, stopped, turned around and told the crowd. "He cheated me out of one dollar". Yes.. I mentioned that it was only a dollar.

So I went to sit at my chair which was near the exit while his stall was in the centre of the place.

Then my grandmother who was sitting at another table kept on saying "You have to go get your money back." bla bla bla.

The guy was about to throw something else at me but a lady at a table next to that stall told him enough already. You already hit one innocent person earlier. Which I saw was a lady but nobody was helping her and she didn't look like she needed help.

I was about to get up to "go and settle" when my mother pulled me back down to the chair. Then I saw that guys frens taking him to the back room to cool down...

I was semi awake at this point and thought to myself. How can we trust other people actually? "When we give them the money they can just keep it and not return it and pretend nothing happened. We have no proof that we gave them any money.".. It makes less or no sense now but at the time, that sentence was like the Bible is me when I'm awake.

Immediately after that. I had another dream about me in me in my school canteen. The Singapore Poly Foodcourt 6 in case u know it...

There was this pretty girl buying wanton mee from the wanton mee stall. She got into an argument with the stall holder over a $1 too. But I saw the guy was about ready to start hurling things. So I got up from my chair and went over to her and pulled her away, telling it her it was not worth it. As my back was towards the stall (walking the girl back to her seat), the guy threw something at my head. I didn't flinch nor look back or feel my head or anything. It happened three times. It felt like statues and looked like them. From the "camera angle" in my dream, it was a dark shadowy thing that looked like an oscar statue.. lol....

Anywayz, after I sat her back down, I went to right in front of the stall and looked at the people sitting there. I said. "Did you all see that? He threw stuff at my head?" pPpl were hesitant at first. I continued, "That's all I'm asking... Did you see him throw stuff at my head?". Then ppl began nodding their heads.

I moved away from the stall and went to a nearby table with some forks left on it. I picked one up and flung it a-la-ninja right at the guy. Then I went to him and yanked him out of his stall a-la-robocop and flung him about 20 metres to the other wall of the food court. I went there to pick him up and flung him to the entrance area of the foodcourt... See the pix somewhere above. Click it to enlarge it.

I think I may have flung him once or twice more but anywayz. At the end, I picked him up, put my arms around his shoulders and brought him to a pillar. I let him see the pillar. Then with my other hand, punched a whole at a 45 deg angle thru the center of one face of the pillar and out the center of the adjacent one. Then I said something...

But I forgot what I said but it was like those "Don't do it again. Do we have an understanding?" kind of conversation.

He was already very bloody and I assumed broken (in every possible way), so I had to squeeze his shoulder to make him "understand". To which he gave me a nod.

I dropped him to the floor [just let him fall] and went to get my things. I may or may not have said something to the girl but anywayz she followed me with a big smile on her face... Happy days.. Happy days... :D

Anywayz....
The thing I realise with me is that occasionally, I get this undo button in my head while dreaming. I can "consciously" remake the dream WHILE I AM SLEEPING. lol...

Now u know why I'm always so tired eh? haha

Mathematical proof:
Girls are time and money: girls = time * money;
but, time is money: time = money;
which implies: girls = money * money;
which implies: girls = money^2;
but, money is the root of all evil: money = (all evil)^1/2;
which implies: money^2 = all evil;
therefore, all girls are evil: girls = all evil.
Logic
Major Premise: Power corrupts;
Minor Premise: Knowledge is power;
Conclusion: Knowledge corrupts.