my weekend - May 26th & 27th

mark told me this morning that i sleep walked to the loo last nite.

i was shocked and intrigued because i thought my sleep walking has stopped.

he said i didnt need to on the lights, i just walked like a robot.



when i was a kid, i was known to put on my school uniform and wear my socks and shoes as if i am getting ready for school but it is like middle of the night and i am doing the action with my eyes shut and sound asleep. there were a few times my aunt had to stop me from walking out of the house with my bolster in tow. they laugh about it in the morning but i dont think it is funny.

i feel that people who sleep walk are disturbed in the mind or under stress.

medically, i dont know the stand, but that's just my thinking.



i guess going to the loo is not considered sleep walking.

if the body has to go, it has to go.

either that or pee in bed.

which i know that bed wetting is a sign of anxiety.

anyway, as i said, i was intrigued because once, quite recently about a year ago, i sleep-walked to the loo. nothing unusual you say. let me explain.



i was having fever and forced myself to drink a lot of water.

having fever and feeling cold, i wore one panty, one shorts and one long track pants,

the usual t-shirt and sweater, to bed. plus one pair of thick woolen socks.



i placed a pair of rubber slippers near the washing machine outside the toilet for myself in case

i had to use the loo and was wearing socks, remember?



the next morning, i didnt remember going to the loo but i woke up and saw one pair of socks neatly placed on top of the slippers, each socks folded neatly in half and placed in the same direction.



errie.



how could i in any logical mind, fold the socks so neatly? for what? i would nornally just pull off the socks and throw them into the pail.

how and why did i fold them so neatly and Placed them so neatly side by side?

how did i do that in my sleep?

i really wonder and sometimes it scares me.



i used to do the "felicity" thing,, you know record in a mini tape recorder like an audio diary.

but once i played back a recording and i dont freaking remember me having said that!

i was half asleep when i recorded it, under the influence of alchol i think,, so it freaked me out knowing that i am capable of doing things out of character when i am out of my ususal mind.



another time i had a friend who asked me if i remember my conversation with him the night before and i dont because we talked when i was falling asleep.



so please dont ask me about anything if i am half asleep. because i may act or sound as if i am awake but chances are i wont remember!

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ok, wow i talked so much and havent touched on my weekend.



i have to tell you how stressed at work we are.



my colleague Cathy told us today about her nightmare where she and Iresh were driving along the expressway in a car and how suddenly they were both drowing in the ocean and she asked Iresh to hang on the some grills to stay afloat, all the time treading water. (tiring)



i dreamt about another colleague- anna and i, cleaning some area and anna accidentally hit her wrist onto a sharp object and a fountain of blood gushed from her left wrist. i took a towel and bandaged her wrist while adding pressure to the wound to stop the burst of blood. i brought her to the town clinic but it was a panic search becos the clinic was no where in sight.

when we finally saw the doctor, the victim became me but it was my last pinky finger that had a cut and a tiny spring of blood was jutting out like a water fountain.



** sigh **

how much stress we have at work and it invaded our dreams.

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ok, i have to tell you about Sunday.



mark's brother invented a bamboo hole cover that would shut automatically every time you take the bamboo out from the holder. he came up with the idea after seeing his poor neighbour suffered dengue from the stagnant water that bred ades mosquitoes. many bamboo hole in our HDB flats collect water if not covered properly.



anyway, we were at the tampines town council day as NEA (national environmental agency) gave us a booth to display the product as a showcase for the public / residence.



it was an interesting day, although it was SCORCHING hot, humid, glaring and tiring.



the public are generally receptive to the product and liked the idea.

i must say at least 50% of the people are civic minded and felt that they are responsible to keep their homes free from breeding mosquitoes. especially civic minded in this area are the old aunties. and students. there was a girl who quickly borrowed a phone from her aunt to call her mom to come and buy the covers. (but we were not ready for sale la,,, it was still at prototype stage)



anyway, there were also the few odd people. one man threw the sample cover on the ground to test if the material is really good. luckily it passed his test and didnt break. few others insisted that no matter how you cover, there will still be some rain water seeping in.



anyway, what i wanna tell you is that my neighbouring stall volunteer made me reflect about myself.



you see, he is a young malay teen and he was doing a recruitment drive for volunteer marshalls to go to people's homes to survey if they have an stagnant water breeding mosquitoes grounds.
there were some pens and hilighters to be given away but only if they sign up. as his recruitment drive showed no sign of success,, he was told by the supervisor that he could just give away the pens & highlighters. and when he did that,,, there was a sudden flock of people crowding around our table and swumming us up like scavangers.

they extended their hands, the torsos, their arms to "beg" for the free gift-aways.

my gosh, i was ashamed by their behaviour.

the boy got so pressed by them that he began to throw the pens in the air like scattering rice crakcers for the peigons. it was a sorry sight and i looked away. i was angry at the uncivilized behaviour and sneaked to take some pictures to show you.

i dont know that singaporean can be so shameless and i didnt know the extent of the kick they have getting something for free.

luckily a more senior officer stepped in and told the pepole to queue up.
she said i have a lot of pens to give away but we are civilised people so please dont rush like this.
the people did not go away embarassed but they just tried to queue a bit.

after all the saga, i was alone with the boy and i said, singaporean are terrible.
he asked "are you malaysian?"
i was surprised and said, no, why?
he said then you shouldnt say singaporeans are terrible. although they like anthing for free.

we laughed but we are both feeling terrible.

i dont normally go to crowded places like this. i dont wake up at 730 in the morning to queue up for a goodie bag. i will think thrice even if you paid me. so yes, i dont understand the joy of getting free pens, free fridge magnets and free bags.