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Sunday, November 3, 2013

Hello! Haven't been here in a while. One reason because I have several other blogs now in which I actually blog in decent English and are quite well thought out.
I still like this one though because it's full of the crap from my youth, which I cherish very much.

Anyhoo, I am here to tell my cyber self and my self years from today that I had a dream last night which was frankly quite scary. But I survived to tell the tale so it wasn't that bad.

Anyway, it was kind of post apocalyptic or apocalyptic as you may. The first thing I remember is me walking down narrow road with fields flanked on the left and some NTUC super mart on the right which was hella bright. But the most interesting thing was the contrast, which made it so scary. On the right was friggin bright with them white lights and people bustling about trying to buy as many groceries as they can to stock up. The cashiers were really busy. They didn't have time to stop and talk. There was a glass window separating NTUC from the outside, which was like one narrow path. And then on the left is a fenced up area with rabid dogs and creatures with some scary as hell masks for faces. They were wearing like gear and stuff too..


Anyway this is some random ugly ass drawing that I came up with to illustrate to you this. It is very clear in my head and much more movie like but that cannot translate into a nice drawing because I am artistically impaired.

So what was going to happen is that the scary guards were going to release their rabid dogs and we were to go to war at a certain time in the night. And everyone had to participate I think, especially the younger ones. Everyone was trying to get tools to defend themselves and to hack as many dogs as they can. I actually wandered into the forest at one point near the fences and got attacked by a couple of dogs. Details are a bit fuzzy but I used some arrows to kill some of them so I managed to escape. Anyway, for the second onslaught of attacks, everyone was arming themselves and I was giving them tips on 1) not to wander near the fence and 2) not to go near the fence when the guards called them to the gate.

I was walking from the right to the left when one of the guards called to us to come in, he just was like screaming and growling in this weirdass voice and gesturing with his hands for me to go over but I was like no bitch and carried on walking because I knew that if I actually went towards him that I wouldnt survive. But the girl behind me went to him and I don't know what happened. Anyway, the tools we had were pretty shit. I saw this boy crying because he had this stupid plastic lego like contraption which didnt even look like a sword like all edges were blunt, and obviously he couldnt protect himself with that. 

It looked like this. Yeah. Totally not going to save him.

So I decided to save myself. Since the cashiers were so busy and I had priority over some knives and swords (I don't know why I had access to them but others didn't. ) I could only take one though but I took quite a few since the cashiers were too busy and didnt care. If you refer to the first picture above, like right next to the cashiers theres this red thing with sharp black things sticking out, yeah those are the swords. Anyway there were like different kinds of swords and even some swords that looked like the type you make ice cream with like this.



Obviously I chose the really long and sharp ones. And I gathered quite a few and even one to give to that crying boy with the plastic space like contraption.

So anyway, the time for war was nearing and everyone was gathering infront, near the fences and also at the side. Like right to the left of NTUC there was this long corridor which stretches to the back and right at the back there was this fence thing with poop and water infront of the poop. Like if you saw the window and looked down you'd see the water to keep the poop at bay and then poop and grass. So me and my friends were squeezing all the way to the back as far away from the fence as possible towards the window.

Then the war started. Omg mayhem!! Screams were heard, people were dying, people were trying to fight.

Then I peered out the window and saw some people diving into the poop and covering themselves! And I thought, what an idea! That way we could escape from this war and not be discovered by the rabid dogs! But thing is the window was fenced up so my friend was like omg we cant get through to the other side and I was like hey we have swords lets hack this shit up so I started hacking and boy were the people infront of us dying really quickly so I was hacking like crazy and managed to bend the steel enough so that we could squeeze through. We jumped into the poop just in time for the rabid dog to come bursting through.

It wasn't that smelly by the way. The poop was stinky but bearable. Thing was we had to completely cover ourselves in poop so that the dog wouldnt be able to smell us out. It was like some blanket thing I remember and a bit lumpy but pretty warm and the smell was bearable. I was trying hard to cover the blanket of poop over me except for the bit next to the grass because I couldnt hold my breath for that long. So I had a bit of space between the grass and the poop.


Anyway the dog was standing there sniffing for ages but he finally went off and omg phew! And then I remember wondering to myself (while I was still in the poop) why the poop wasnt that smelly and someone told me later on that it was because the poop belonged to the rich people and since they ate well and stuff their poop was a better 'quality' and hence didn't stink as much...Hmmm interesting. 

And then the dream ended I think. It was pretty scary though. I felt like I was in the hunger games or something.







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