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color me blind
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I had a dream last night.I was at crescent, but the designs of the classrooms seem to be south view's. Some friend (I don't know who exactly) gave me contact lenses and told me it could help me see people's thoughts. I kind of suspected it was a practical joke. In the middle of class, I had a sudden mysterious gut feeling I had to be somewhere else (as usual) and ran to this hawker center thing. It looked like the back of the stalls at crescent. There I met this girl whom I knew I knew but can't seem to remember. I know we were once best friends, but something happened to her and she turned evil. And somehow I knew that she had some kind of split personality, a good side and an evil side. Oh and she was wearing a black dress. When I met her she said 'You.' and she disappeared. I heard a voice narrating in my head 'And she was not seen again for ten days.' Then the whole thing rewound and I knew I was seeing some kind of alternate reality. Whether her evil or good side would be out. In alternate reality, she was happy to see me and we were together playing board games and stuff for ten days. And then she disappeared. I went to the bathroom and remembered the contact lenses. I decided not to wear them so as not to make a fool of myself if it was a joke. I went out and saw Ashley (sorry...?) drawing a diagram on the floor.  this. She pulled the red square up towards the house. Then I remember going around a place with a black reflective floor and walls and ceiling and dead trees. And then I woke up. There are some interesting incidents that happen on the mrt. Today for instance. A chinese man was yelling at an indian man. Apparently he was arguing with himself. I shall quote. 'Indians are terrorists, bully china! (what?) Is this a communist country? x 3You say it's a communist country, then I keep quiet! Say it's a communist country! x 5 Say sorry china. Sorry china x 10+ China warn you! x 5 (wth, like he know.)Who is Allah? x 5 God. God hates you! Repay your debt! Repay your debt to china! Money x 10 You know what is money? (er...) Rupee x 10 You think we very weak is it? We are very strong! We are stronger than you! *storms off train at Dover*' Everyone: ... o_o" The indian guy looked away and said nothing. As much as there is to say about this guy, I will say that he lacks persuasive presentation skills. Sure he got attention by shouting and making outrageous statements. However he has no solid evidence or supporting information, no statistics, no structure whatsoever and no conclusion. Sure fail one la. And judging by his audience's reaction it's clear that they aren't convinced. He also kept swaying, but maybe that's just the mrt. |