sexy back

Okay. Imagine this scene.

You're talking casually with your younger brother (or sister or any other relations if this doesn't apply to you) about whatever that's been going on that day. Then, the topic switches to attending any recent concerts or shows lately. He starts telling you about thinking about going to one but don't know if he can or not because he hasn't gotten any money or something like that.

Then he suddenly realizes that he can go for one even though he doesn't really like the singer but he'll go anyway. He rings someone up and then a second later, Justin Timberlake appears at our door. The brother starts to talk casually with him like an old friend and you're awestruck by Justin Timberlake's presence there. (let's assume for continuity and easiness sake that you are a fan of Justin) Justin rambles on about having to do something around the area or something and that your brother was just calling him up with a favour that is getting choice front row seats at his concert on that very night in the very same city that you and your brother are at.


Amazing coincidences aren't they? They don't come as awesome as that anymore.

So to continue, Justin and the brother shake hands, say their goodbyes and Justin gives a slight acknowledgment of you standing agape at him and he's gone. Gone as quick and sleek as the slippery shiny singer dude he is.

And with that, the scene is cut and over. How's that for a dream eh? I wouldn't mind those JT concert tickets but seeing as there's about a few thousand kilometres between me and my younger brother, not to mention the sea, I don't see how he could teleport himself here to be ready for the show.

from beyond

Man, just when I thought my dreams couldn't get any weirder, my jumbled mind goes and pulls a stunt like the one I had last night.

It wasn't just weird, it was hella strange. It seemed like every piece from every corner of my mind came crashing down together on this big landing strip that was my subconsciousness and started forming odd goings-on which was unheard of or even aware of at all.

One of the more vivid recollection of my dream last night was that of this kingpin dude from Prison Break selling his wares in a cafeteria and talking with his customers in daily Malay language as if he had been talking that way for ever. First of all, he's Panamanian in character and probably American in reality, so I don't know where the Malay speaking part came from. Secondly, I think when it was my turn to order some food, I tried ordering some dish that looked like rendang with rice but opted for the nasi goreng in the end. Also, I didn't have enough money at that time and remember thinking that AUD$10 for a dish of nasi goreng was a ripoff. And the whole time the non-Malay-so-obviously-American dude was conversing with me in Malay. And I don't think I paid off my friend who loaned me the rest of the money to buy my food.

After getting my food, I remember I was with this friend, whom I cannot remember now but just that we were all wearing the same clothes. Kind of like those psycho wards in the hospitals or mental institutions except that this one looks a lot like the one in Heroes where the Company abducts people and do crazy experiments and inject them with deadly viruses. So yes, there were other people as well eating and talking and I remember vividly this guy who looked like Gin from the anime Bleach except that he wasn't in anime form but rather what he would look like if he was a real human being in the real world.

Then, the scene switched to me sitting at a table with my nasi goreng and eating our meal with some other people whom I didn't recognise but appear to know. I can't really remember what happened after that but I would presume that I finished my meal and then went back to wherever we came from in that odd place.

So, what did I learn from this dream? That I'm watching too much Heroes, Prison Break and Bleach probably. And that the more I attempt to interpret my dreams, the more confused I become. Perhaps it's just time to let go, enjoy the ride and take it all in for once.

Oh and just a little reminder about you people not getting into Heroes yet. Do it! If not you're missing out on some hot shirtless Peter/Milo nekkidness action, which almost half of the episodes so far this season have the ever steaming and sizzling Milo half-naked, wet, angsty and just looking smoking hot in every scene he's in. Clothed or not. But I prefer him unclothed, don't you?