Clubbing

Yup, I tried Montreal's night life. And to be honest, its not my kind of thing. Not my cup of tea. No siree.

The idea of going out for a drink is not new to me, in fact, I enjoy it.

The idea of going out to dance in a club is new to me, but I have a feeling that I will not enjoy it.

So... the idea of going out for a drink and dancing, it combines two things, a plus and a minus. So I thought why not right?

Turns out, the minus overweighs the plus by a mile. It wasn't that enjoyable after all. Well, I'll just say why I don't like it, then judge me as you will

The night started out fine. Lining up in front of the club in the winter was fine since we had on jackets and stuff, pity the ladies though, dress only. It was fun to watch the ladies shiver in the cold winter night. And then, once I got in, I found myself standing in a dimly lit place, the norm for clubs. I was fine with that. Turns out, we were a lil too early, nobody was there yet. So we ordered drinks and waited for people to come. Until then, it was still fine. Then people started coming, and the music started. Oh god, that's when things took a turn for the bad, the music was too loud for my preference, way louder than what I had expected. The bass was booming so loud that my chest felt like it was about to explode any time soon. Then of course there's the dancing. I didn't dance much, mind you. I know I have two left feet. At that time, I was thinking, what the hell is and introvert like myself doing in a club? 

So in the club, I went to doing the thing I enjoy doing when I have nothing in common with the crowd. People watching. There was a whole lot of people. Everybody was rubbing everything with everybody, which I know is something normal out here but I'm still not used to it. I don't know whether you would call this a culture shock or not, I'm just not used to it. I'm not disgusted or anything, just not used to seeing it. My rational mind was saying, its alright la, these people might be friends, who knows right? And so, the rubbing (they call it grinding for some reason) continued on and on and I watched as the guy was getting a lil touchy. Everybody was a lil high and feelings of lust were very apparent. But the juiciest part of the night was when the guy and the girl started going at it, and to those that don't understand the meaning, they were slobbering all over each other. Now that's a show for everyone to see I'll bet. Was kinda weird to see a whole bunch of people crowding around two people making out but hey, what the heck right? Haha... Could be friends (with benefits ^^) or strangers. 

With the music continuing, a pair making out, and others grinding anybody and everybody, that was when I decided that it would be the last time I went to a club, for anything. This occasion was apparently for charity, something about helping Pakistan and it was organized by UNICEF McGill, with my friend being one of the execs. That's why I went. It was a not so good experience, I wouldn't classify it as a downright bad experience but it wasn't good either. Either way, I can honestly say, I experienced Montreal's night life at least once and I definitely hated it.

Continuation of the Dream Journal

Yes, dreams #3 and #4 came about during and after my Mexico trip respectively. I was too lazy to blog about them until recently I have the STBS (Short Term Blogging Spirit). So here it goes:

Dream #3

The dream started out in a dark corridor. I heard water dripping. I thought I was underground, might be in the sewers for all I know, but the ground was dry. Weird...

Anyway, I was looking for a way out of there when I heard the sound of mice. Chit chit chit... and they were running towards me. I panicked and started running, running as fast as I could. But then I tripped and fell, face down, and soon after, the rats were all on top of me. As a last resort, I sort of jumped, worm-style. 

That's when I woke up, on the bed in a hotel in Chichen-Itza, Mexico. Luckily for me and unluckily for the two guys sleeping next to me, since I slept in between them that night, I gave them quite a shock. Imagine... an overweight guy suddenly jumping while sleeping, and landing back on the bed, creating shockwaves on the bed. Hehehehe...


Dream #4
Dream #4 came when I first came back from Mexico. My dream started out with me in a classroom. Around me were all these student also, but they were all looking very gloomy and sad. I didn't know why until I went out of the classroom. If you thought that there was a lecture going on, nope, there's none. And for your information, in my dream, there were no lectures. It was more of a self study thing I think. Nevertheless, I went out of the classroom and eventually found the computer room. The room was a tiny room with a lot of computers, but hardly any space. And there was a security guard there. Kinda makes you wonder, what is a security guard doing at a computer room. Protecting those computers?

Turns out, the security guard is there to make sure we don't use the computer except for academic purposes. No Facebook, no email, just Google and the likes. And there was also a time limit, one hour. After the hour, the security guard will shoo you away. For some reason, when I was in there, I had a notebook on the table, but the security guard came and took my notebook. He took it and began to read its contents, which even I don't know. When I was dreaming this, I kept thinking, I need to take notes in that book, when is he giving it back? Grr... When he was finished, he told me, "Time's up, let's go". HAR?!? Never mind...

After that, I decided to leave campus and go out for a walk, don't know why, just walked. When I stepped out, I saw that the whole campus is surrounded by a jungle, basically, we're in a very very very rural university. There's a small path connecting the university to the main road, which makes me wonder how I got to know of this place in the first place. Anyway, as I was dreaming, apparently I was hungry because the next second I know, I was in a hawker centre, eating wan tan mee. I must have been itching to eat wan tan mee for a long time without noticing. Then there was the walk back to the campus after the meal, which kinda reminds me of the road in Pokok Assam, on the way to Ah Kong's house.

After a while, I find myself in the midst of a ceremony, a graduation ceremony. Not mine, but older students. I looked at the stage and saw a comedy act between two guys, one guy making a lame statement and the other guy hitting him with a paper fan. Kinda like those comedy acts in Japanese anime. After that, it was time for the handing of the scrolls, and I saw just two, that's right, two people, going up, graduating. Now that kinda shocked me a little because the graduation hall was packed, almost 300 people I would presume. But only 2 people got the paper. Sure is kinda weird to have almost 300 people looking at 2 people graduating but still, my dreams are always weird. Heh. Suddenly, I heard a bell ring, like those in secondary school last time. That was when I suddenly woke up.

Kinda bizzare to have two totally unrelated dreams in a span of one week. One involving escaping from mice and another involving some weird university life. The mice dream, I know where it came from, because that night, the movie, "The Green Mile" was on the television and there was a scene where a mouse was killed, being stepped on. The mice was flat and there was blood around it. So that dream might come from that scene. As for the weird university life dream, I still have no idea where that dream came from. Still thinking.. Heh

Mexico!!!

Yesh! I went, and came back during my one and half winter break there. Feel so good to leave the cold snowy winter in Montreal and enjoy the sun in Mexico. Reason for going to Mexico is... one, to run away from winter (main reason); two, most people were planning South America; three, ... well actually, there's only two. Was hoping for a three, cause the old saying is good things come in threes isn't it? Or is it twos? Oh well, I have two, so let's just leave it at that.

A one week trip to Mexico, one week of beaches, ruins, sun, rain (not snow.. lol), erm.. what else? Oh ya, food. Hehehehe... one week of seafood and tacos!

Heh, after mentioning food sure must show pic la. Seafood buffet, 1st meal

Of course, not everything in Mexico is about the food. There's also places to see, like downtown Mexico, nothing very interesting there actually.. lol, that's why there isn't any pictures. There's also sandy beaches,

Yes, that's me, look at the hairdo, some say its Wolverine's, some say its Bezita from DragonBall. You be the judge.

Most of the beaches in Cancun are privated, owned by the hotels that lines up by the beach, and the only way to access it is through it. So even though the beach is public, the way to access those beaches require one to trespass into private property, so basically, we're pretty screwed if we wanna go to the beach. Thankfully, some hotels' security ain't that bad and we were able to sneak into the beaches and sneak out. 

Also, apparently tequila is famous in Mexico, don't ask me why, they just are. And their favourite beer is Corona, light beer, a lil too gassy for me. And of course, if your country is famous for tequila, might as well show this.

For those of you who can't read the sign, it says, "I can Has CheezBurger?" No, I'm just joking, it is the world's largest tequila collection.

And I did mention tacos earlier right? Here's a sample of the tacos that I had while in Mexico. Seeing as I am not a taco fan and never occasionally had a taco or two, I can't compare this taco eating experience with a past one, although the reviews for the tacos that we had were superb on the Internet.

The tacos that I had. Mostly pork, with cheese and one of them has flour tortilla.

After the beaches and eating, the ruins are not to be forgotten. The ruins were at first the basis for the whole going to Mexico thing, so to not visit the ruins would make the trip incomplete. Along the way, the van that we took stopped by a souvenir shop, letting us shop around.

Like this chess set. Never took a fancy for them, because I couldn't really differentiate all the pieces. All in all, every pieces looks like a block of stone, with different carvings.

And yes, the great temple of the Mayan ruins. Gotta take a photo there. Apparently, tourists were allowed to go up the stairs until 5 years ago, when somebody fell down those stairs and died. So after that, we can only see it from ground level. Sheesh~ one guy falls and ruins it for the rest of us.

Yes, that's me, and yes, I got fat. 'nuff said.

We got a tour guide to explain it to us also, about the buildings, what they were used for, how old are they, history of the Mayans, etc.

Yup, that's our tour guide. Favourite phrase, "Alright my friends..."

After the ruins, well, we pretty much saw everything that we wanted. We saw the beaches, we saw the ruins, we ate the food. We also went snorkelling, which to me, ain't that nice after my Redang trip. The fishes were dull looking. However, we did see stingrays, big ones, live ones, the ones that can kill. LoL, just joking.

And one final picture, two girls went to get their hair braided. After that, they were known as the predator sisters. Here's a look of the hair one completed. Looks a bit like some pattern on a soccer ball.

Last note of the trip, 7 out of the 9 people that were on the trip suffered diarrhoea, stomach cramps(?) headaches. The trip was fun for me since I'm not one of the nine. Heh~

That's all about the trip. Adiós! 

Laser Quest... Zap Zap!!!

Well, today I joined the Malaysian Singaporean Student Association (MASSA) event to go laser tagging, since it's a Friday and I just had my weekly quiz. Also my assignments and midterms are due next week, so... I ma go laser tagging lo. First time go there some more. Now for those that aren't familiar with laser tag, it pretty much the same as paint ball, minus the pain of course. 

So, once reached there, the 24 of us had to wait 25 minutes apparently since there were so many people playing also. So we chilled and talked around. When it was our turn, we were brought to a dark room, the guy there explained the rules and the players "Code of Honour". Made us sound like going to war only. Anyway, the equipment looks really simple, a vest with sensors blinking red and green at the front, back, shoulders and gun. Yes, there's a gun, a laser gun. Technology is so advanced these days. Hehe... and so, with the gear strapped on, we were unleashed into darkness, sort of. There's black light everywhere and the maze had trees and bushes that glowed. Thought that was kinda cool. So everybody holding their guns start shooting every sensor they see, since it is a free for all. I sucked at the free for all, one thing because I was feeling kinda uncomfortable with the gear. Another is that I still haven't gotten used to aiming properly. So I failed miserably in the first game. And also, when the first game was over, I was told by the guy in charge that I have my suit on backwards, kinda humiliating. Haha..

Scorecard for the first round. Ranked 20, fired 527 times and hit percentage is 6%

Next game, we split into 2 groups, 12 people each. My team was known as Hello Kitty (cute right? Haha) and the other team was team Kiasu (typical... ish ish..) So we strap on the gear, and this time, my sensor was blinking green only, indicating the teammates. No friendly fire here.. unfortunately. Haha.. just kidding. So we went in and went hunting. Since this is a team game, most of us huddled with each other, sort of like real infantry looking out for each other. But I kinda strayed from the pack and eventually went Rambo style. Also, in this round, I simply pulled the trigger every time, spamming the trigger so bad that my finger felt sore. I was thinking, since I can't aim, might as well increase the amount of 'bullets' I'm shooting, increasing the probability of the hitting my prey.. hehe.. Turns out, this strategy worked well, as I managed a much better score than the previous round. Set, my strategy is just to go crazy and shoot like siao lang. Too bad my team lost though, we didn't 'kill' enough people and we got 'killed' more.

Scorecard for second round. Ranked 2 (Hehe), fired 788 times, 7% hit percentage

Third round, same team, rematch! Chance for the Kitties to make the Kiasus lose kau kau. Hahahaha... I stuck to my usual strategy, ramboing all the way through. Shot a lot of people, and got shot a lot of times as well. The third game was more intense too, I walked more and pulled the trigger more. I switched hands and fingers a lot during that game. That's how much spamming I did to the gun. Feel kinda bad for the gun. Anyway, bang bang boom boom and there goes round 3. I realise that I did the 'shoot first, identify friend or foe later', so if you're my fellow friend during war, sorry mate! See ya later! Luckily there weren't any friendly fire. Third game, we won! Hurray~ So one apiece, we settled for a draw game. 

Scorecard for second round. Ranked 1 (Yippee!!), fired 813 times, 7% hit percentage

And that's the end of the laser tag experience. It sure was fun, but also tiring, hot, sweaty because of all the running. But it was definitely worth the 6 bucks per game cost. Definitely gonna come here again if there's another event like that. 

Dreams...

Dreams... It is a subject which has been on my mind for many many months. This is due to the fact that I have many dreams, most of them quite pleasant, but almost all of them seems to be out of this world. That's what got me to thinking, how do our brains form these dreams?

Previously, I used to think that dreams come from past experiences, from events that may or may not have happened, events that trigger the 'what if' question in our minds that we have not put to rest when we go to bed. Or so that was what I thought during my years of early teen-hood. Only the happenings of the day, should there be any regret, it will all be analyzed by my brain when I'm sleeping. Kinda like the brain is just too hardworking at that time. That's just stage one of the dream evolution. Because of me having these dreams, I thought that dreams are there due to our subconscious, over the things that we regret.

However, as I grew older, my dreams started to change. It was no longer the 'what if' questions only, but there were also dreams involving a certain level of emotion. Often times, when I have these dreams, whether or not if I remember them, I can wake up with heart pounding or even at times, a teary eye or two. Even if I don't remember it, I can wake up out of breath, feeling a bit scared, sometimes jumpy. It could be a nightmare also, who knows, since I couldn't remember my own dreams. So that's stage two of my dream evolution. So with the addition of these dreams, I summed up that dreams are there to, one, tell us what might have been should we have chosen a different path during that day, and two, to showcase events that might have deeply affected me emotionally, perhaps events that I have consciously suppressed emotions during the time of it happening.

Lately, I have a lot of dreams that somehow, just doesn't add up. Before this, all the dreams still hold some sense, some logic in them. However, recently, my dreams are more towards.. erm... unexplainable things? Just two or three nights ago, I had a dream. I was in front of my apartment building, walking back from somewhere with a few friends of mine when I was called by my name by a girl. That girl was a total stranger to me, and she was on a Harley. My friends did not hear her calling, but I kept hearing her calling my name, which was a surprise for me since I did not know her. So as I approach her, I kept asking her, "How did you know my name and why did you call me?" When I was near enough, the girl started up her Harley, revved it up and drove the Harley up a wall and crashed (as expected of the logical world)

But after that, it all starts to go a lil bit weird, because after she crashed, there was something that looks like a spirit, a white apparition if you will, seeping out of her body and beginning to take form behind me. I rushed over to the girl but all she said was, "Be careful, it will kill you." I know its a cheesy line from some movie but then again, its just a dream, a movie for me... hehe. So I turned around, and saw the ghost(?) take form. At that time, if it was the real world, I would have freaked and ran for my life, but somehow in my dream, I had the audacity to even warn the ghost, to not disturb anybody. This warning was followed up by the apparition lunging at me, which for some reason, my right hand grabbed a white shining knife from my left pants pocket (Heck, I can even remember which hand and which pocket, it was that vivid in my mind after I woke up).

With one slash down the front, and onto the apparition's head, it shrieked and disappeared. So me and my friends planned to take her back to our house to let her cool down, relax, but when we entered the elevator, I saw that she wasn't in the elevator. For some reason, I only saw my friends around me. So I went out of the elevator and they went up. I couldn't find her and so I went up another elevator and reached my floor. It was when I came out that I realize that I was all alone, my friends had not reached the floor yet, and the girl is still yet to be found. So I waited for my friends to come up but when their lift arrived, the door opened, revealing no one. At that time, I looked around and saw a hallway different from mine. It was a never-ending hallway, kinda like those hallways you see in horror movies. At that time, I just stood there... till I woke up.

When I woke up, everything was fresh in my mind. Its the first time I can recall so much detail in a dream, and yet it puzzled me. For the day and night before, there weren't anything that I would consider as having any effect on me, no decisions that I made that said, what if. Heck, I can't even remember if I made any decisions on that day. And there weren't anything that was emotionally draining. So I was feeling kinda doubtful about my understanding of dreams. It made me rethink how my dreams are formed, the types of dreams and such. I believe that these dreams appear for a reason, and if we can remember them so well, it must have been a darn good reason, yet somehow, this dream, makes no sense in this real world that we live in. Is it a sign that I want to run from this world and live in a world that I can create on my own? Or is it just that my mind is too idle and starts to think of nonsensical things, just to play around? Until now, I still have no answer. Perhaps, I might want to take up my housemate's idea of having a dream journal, and noting down every dream that I have every night.

For now, I'm settled on the notion of idle mind giving birth to these dreams. I'll put this topic of dreams to a rest and go get some sleep. Who knows, I might be able to have another dream. =)

I Have a Bed!

For the past 3 months, I've been sleeping on a sofa, save money ma, because the sofa is pretty large and long enough for me. But then, Ah mi said I have to get a bed, so I went hunting lo. Turns out, there's someone in my building selling a bed and mattress. So I contacted her and asked about it. She said that she would be willing to sell it to me and after a week...

TA~DA!

Ah Bear, AiAi Bear, Panda and Porky testing the bed for me =D

Double-sized bed (Sheets, pillow, blanket and stuffed guys not included ^^)

So how much do you think this bed costs? =D

Something That I Noticed When I Kacau-kacau My Blog

I just noticed. The blogs that I mostly read, is usually privated. @@