Dreams

Normally when people have dreams they usually forget most of it by the time they wake up, all that's left are vague fragments of something your subconsciousness has been dwelling on. Not for me unfortunately, I remember them as clearly as a new LCD screen projects images. Been having the same damn dreams for close to a month already. Well not everyday but at least once a week. To some (had I made known the contents to them, which I most certainly would not, unless of course I killed them after I told them but I digress) these dreams would not have been classified as nightmares but instead as extremely pleasant dreams, akin to a gift from God. I on the other hand have been rudely awakened by them, usually in the middle of the bloody night and drenched in cold sweat, quite literally indeed. And what's worse is that I usually can't get back to sleep after this, too busy over worrying about why I was having such a disturbing dream. And all this happened as a result of my conversation with someone a while ago, I won't say who but the fool is sure as hell enjoying himself now, jackass. I know better than to read anything into these things but I find them extremely distracting, and not to mention affecting my much treasured sleeping time. However it does intrigue me a bit.....

You've lost that lovin' feeling.....

An old friend of mine sought my counsel a few days back, regarding matters of the heart foolishly enough. Now I'll be the first to admit that in the field of relationships I have as much experience as an embryo, which is to say none at all. I will however say that after watching all those damned dramas (and romance anime) I have picked up a thing or two in the theory department. So despite the most well known fact (and most of the lads at home find it rather amusing too) that my love life is as dead as road-kill some still persist in seeking my opinions and counsel for whatever reasons are still unknown to me (either that or the bastards are just trying to rub it in). And as usual we have another case of unrequited love, as common as a monkey with bananas and coconuts. So as usual all I could dish out was my well worn platitudes of "eventually somebody will accept you for who you are" or "for all you know you might find someone who really appreciates you soon" that sort of thing. Phrases which we dish out to console friends in such situations. I really do hope that the lad finds someone nice soon, he sure as hell deserves it. Nobody wants to be alone, everyone out there is looking for that special someone, someone whom you know will think of you before she goes to sleep, somebody with which you can share both the good and the bad with. That special someone who always gives you that warm feeling even in the coldest of nights, someone who just makes you smile for no damn reason. It takes great courage to fall in love, even more so to fall out of it intact. But never let these setbacks build a wall around your heart, never let it harden your soul, to do so would be to admit defeat and to damn yourself to a bleak and lonely existence. Keep on trying and eventually someone will accept your feelings. Sure it might hurt awhile, heck it might hurt for a damn long time in some cases, but think of it as a learning experience, take it in your stride. Be proud that you had the courage to do something about your feelings, that at least you didn't go down without trying, at least you gave it your all and don't have any regrets. Don't put off your feelings because it only gets worse as time passes, and for God's sake don't make any excuses. Don't say that "Oh I'm too busy now" or "Oh I'll wait for a better time". Don't think that she'll be there for the taking forever, if you fancy her I'm sure someone sure as hell does too. Wait any longer and that someone will get ahead of you, and by then it'll be too late. It's damn easy to come up with excuses, but it takes a real man to act decisively. A good friend of mine once told me that if you want something you need to grab it with both hands. From what his girlfriend told me he waited for her at the school gate after school everyday. I would never imagine him doing that but that's the kind of thing a guy in love would do I guess, heh the kids are all growing up it seems. And to all those who are attached, you punks know who you are, don't fool around with other girls, I know the lot of you like to say that "Oh at this age it isn't serious. it's just play" and all that kind of crap but please think of people's feelings, she isn't some toy which you throw away as soon as you're bored with it. I know we always joke about these kinds of things but I hope that in reality that's all they are, just jokes. I made the mistake of doing nothing, I closed my heart down and simply lost that lovin' feeling a long time ago, don't make the same mistake.

Intermission/Monkeying Around

So Morgan's long awaited vacation here has come and gone like a distant breeze (one which carries a rather perverse smell if i might add). It was a splendid week filled to the brim with fun, fun and more (bum)fun. Just like old times, just like old times. So it began last Sunday when he touched down in Melbourne around the afternoon, around 1 i think. The usual lot of us then went on to have lunch at our usual haunt, Singapore Chom Chom. Lunch was then followed by Brendan and i heading off for the 4:30 mass (Yes going to Church is still a must even in light of such circumstances). Dinner soon followed (i think some good ole' fashioned LAN, Battle Gear 4 and Initial D Stage 4 was mixed in there) and we promptly made our way home. (To be more precise we bought a rather good amount of light liquor and i ended up spending the night at their place drinking, chatting and playing LAN as usual) So Monday was pretty much the same if i remember correctly, lunch, LAN (Battlefield 4 to be more precise, the lads are hooked onto it, like dung beetles and crap), dinner and home. Tuesday was more or less the same only difference was that we headed over to Crown for dinner at The Pub followed by a movie (which i couldn't be bothered to watch and for those interested they went to watch The Other Boleyn Girl). Wednesday was rather more interesting as we went in search for the rather elusive The Old Raffles Place restaurant around the Smith street area (The more perceptive of you might have guessed that this is a Singaporean restaurant) and at the same time indulged in some shopping. So we braved the foul weather in search of this restaurant only to arrive at our destination to find out that it was not open for lunch on Wednesday and that we had to come back during dinner time if we were that adamant on trying out their food. Which is exactly what we did. In the time span between lunch and dinner we went shopping around Smith street, headed back into the city for some quick LAN and went back to the restaurant for dinner. Now was all this hassle worth while? Damn right it was, for the food there was quite good if I'd say so myself. Thursday started off like how most of mine begin, pure crap. Had to wake up early as i had an early tutorial that day and after the subsequent lecture i went back to Box Hill, dropped my bag and dashed off to the city with due haste. Went over to Alicia and Jie Yi's place where Morgan, Xander and I were pressed into hard labour and helped to assemble their new wardrobes which they bought from Ikea the day before. I'm sure you all know how the rest of the day went dinner at the Korean bbq place and LAN was how the night was concluded, as usual. The lot of us had steam boat and hot plate at Alicia and Jie Yi's house on Friday and simply talked the night away (I'm sure the phrase "YEE HA" would remind us of the more hilarious moments). We spent Saturday loafing around at the girls place again till it was time for dinner where we headed to The Old Raffles Place restaurant again for another scrumptious dinner. This was followed by karaoke where everyone put up a splendid performance. Sunday was rather subdued as it was time for good ole' Morgan to leave for Brisbane. We had lunch, played LAN and said our farewells at 7:30. And with that his vacation here had concluded and life returns to its old mundane self. Cheers Morgan, take care and see you again soon dude!