Eventful dream WOW -.-
Firstly, it continues from a previous dream I had, though the only significant part was that my left pinky was half gone due to some freak event in the previous dream (wow -.-) so I start this even with half a pinky on my left hand.
The dream begins with my dad and i decided to go to the nearby shopping center to get something for my mom. Since it was a only like a small item, can’t remember what was it, i decided to wait in the car. Locked the door and snoozed. Suddenly I heard tapping on the window, I thought it was my dad, but no, it was Wee Chye (=O). Apparently, he and his friends were in the area as well. Friends include other people like Tiong, Randy, Sharma, etc AND a few other people that I don’t know at all but apparently they do. My dad came back at this moment, and being the kind-hearted guy he was, offered to fetch them to the nearest mrt station. So he told them to get into the car first, while he went to get something he forgot.
At this time, one of the people I don’t know got into the driver seat, started the engine, and started driving the car away. My reaction was “wtf” naturally, but I asked in my most polite tone (yea I am freaking sure man), “since when did my dad gave u permission to drive the car” He looked back at me, gave me a smile, and continued driving. I repeated the question, this time firmer and in a more serious tone. He just bloody daoed me.
At this moment, I jostled control of the steering wheel with him. (though seriously in a real life the better situation would be to pull the parking brakes and punch his balls i guess) When he still refuse to let go, I punched his face. (wow still being a nice guy) Somehow at this moment, he realizes that it was a lost cause to continue driving the car. So he braked, and jolted out of the car. Yea I did the same too. I think he still didn’t take me seriously though, cos he still dared me to take him on, which just make me T.T more. Chased him through a freaking housing estate. Then he made a royal mistake of going up one of the blocks. Someone that slowed him down more than me, caught up with him, punched him again (at this time I think I was gaining satisfaction with every punch), then locked his arms. After that I begin shouting for assistance since this was a bleddy housing estate saying that there was a car thief. At this moment, a middle aged lady came out and the guy was screaming that I was bully. The middle aged lady actually chided me for beating him! I was like “WHATEVER! JUST FREAKING TIE HIM UP FIRST AND CALL THE POLICE! I WON’T RUN AWAY! THE POLICE CAN DECIDE WHO IS GUILTY LATER ALRIGHT?!?!” This probably make sense to the lady cos she took off her jacket and tied his arms with it, and called the police. In the mean time, I was like “Even though I have half a pinky less than you, don’t mess around with me”
By this time, there was enough attention in the block for people to start swarming around. First person I saw that I knew was Tiong, he was like apologizing for all this mess and that he didn’t know that this would happen. I just waved it off lol. Next the reporters came, asked for my story a lil, and asked me to pose a lil for the cam -.- Lastly the police came, asked for the story again, checked the wounds on me, and went around asking witnesses. At this point, some interesting filler happened. Apparently via some screwed up logic, the bubble tea girls happen to be neighbours, so being local singaporeans they kp-oed as well. Although they didn’t recognize me, nor did I went up to interact with them (which makes no perfect logical sense, cos both would happen in real life), it was interesting observing them while the police did their thing. I don’t remember which, since this was a subplot, all I remembered was super junior saying to junior that when she grew up, she wanted to be as pretty as junior and becoming a model.
Police decided that that guy was guilty, brought him away, like duh. Dad and mom was there to fetch me. The scene ends off with me looking at my half pinky, thinking I still own, and my mom bringing me to a food court asking me what I wanted to eat since I haven’t taken my dinner yet. First, I said OCK, she said too heaty. Then I said western, same response. Then I commented what a bother and asks her to decide instead.
-end of dream-
