i've been having weird dreams lately.

just now during my mandatory afternoon nap:
i was in this room somewhere, trying on some really nice clothes. i think they were fcuk, even though i haven't been to fcuk in ages and ages. anyway i was wearing these amazing jeans (which is weird because fcuk jeans aren't that amazing) and this blue shirt which looked really good; i think it was just a powder blue version of my pink calvinklein button-down. anyway, the dressing room had really bad lighting so i couldn't see myself very well, plus it was kinda spooky in that room all alone in the semi-dark. and i was trying to search for the lights, but it didn't really work. by the way this dressing room looked nothing like the actual fcuk dressing rooms so i have no idea where the fcuk connection actually comes, but my mind says i was trying on fcuk clothes.

then there were these shutters on the wall, and i decided that i might get some light in if i opened them, but then this image flashed into my mind of the shutters opening out into this huge atrium that looked a lot like the shopping stretch at covent garden, and that it may not be the best idea to be changing my clothes with the shutters open like that. but then i hear someone saying that the shutters are like wings, they open onto a stage. anyway, it cuts to the shutters opening out onto a stage, and it's the rj hall stage only sort of compressed and this extra rectangular stage thingie's been added in front. and the entire stage space is really crowded with a lot of guys in tacky costumes, and looking completely awful. and i think the guys were all the gangsta indian type that i despise. and i was supposed to go onstage and perform lysistrata. so i panicked for a second, then i quickly repeated my first line to myself, "just think if it had been a bacchic celebration they'd been asked to attend. you wouldn't have been able to move for all the crowd..." but i went on stage and all the tacky indians were banging drums and causing a general ruckus and i could most certainly not be heard over the noise, and i tried saying my line a few times but the audience didn't even notice me, so i gave up and decided that this night's (even though there was sunlight at the side) performance was going to be a little different.

cut to: some other place, looks like the london park i was watching a bbc show about this morning. i'd been called my some old primary school tamil classmates of mine whom i didn't really like and haven't spoken to in a really long time, to do a fashion show. except i had to provide the clothes. and it was supposed to take place in the park, i hadn't brought any clothes with me, and i couldn't find them. and i remember my music teacher driving by in this large gold suv and me being amazed that she drove, let alone had a big golden suv. and then i walked around some more in the park. park was a little weird cos it was like the london park, only surrounded by hdb flats.

ok i had two other dreams to write about, but i've sort of forgotten them. oh i remember the one during yesterday's afternoon nap:

i was out somewhere, and then i was being driven around by daphne and being excited that she could drive. i'm not sure why she could drive because she isn't much older than me and we were in singapore, but she could and it was impressive, except that she drove really really fast. she almost crashed into a wall at some point. and then she drove to her house, which was not where her house is actually located, but at some weird hill somewhere. and i was like, uh, i need to get home. oh i think this house she took me to was off bukit timah, somewhere close to coronation. except i don't really think those areas are hilly are they? but somehow this house was up a slope. then she decided to walk me to the nearest mrt station instead of driving me home. so we were walking, and i was feeling pissed off because for some reason the nearest mrt station, although walking distance from her house, was bedok mrt or something, and in my opinion it would have been easier for her to drive me. then we were at the mrt, and a whole bunch of people i knew walked by.

and then, cut to: some underground gym/fitness club thing. it was dark and seedy. and there were a bunch of large rj guys working out. only uhh. they were dancing. really really fast. so it was a workout. by large i mean rugger-type, you know the kind. and i decided that i needed a workout. and one of the guys was that hairguy from 2a01a, who did the chicken hair for dramafest. i forget his name - wei something. wei ming? i think it was weiming. so he decided to teach me the dance. it was basically very fast bharatnatyam set to some hiphop beat and he could do it and i couldn't do it fast enough. and that's all i can remember of the dream.

anybody want to interpret these for me?

EDIT: i remembered (sort of) the other dream. it was set on a beach - the hawaiian beach in Lost, to be precise, and i was finding out that Kate was a spy and that she'd been on a mission when she was arrested. and i was very excited to learn that she was a spy, and it was very.. exciting, basically. i guess the spyness was inspired by the fact that there's a poll on twop about what speculation could possibly come true, and one option is that kate could be a superspy, and also partly inspired by alias (no surprises there). the whole details of her being on mission etc was very aliasy. oh i can't wait for the post-promos tv/movie marathons! i can't wait to rewatch season 2 and 3 of alias! and i'm planning a halloween party that will be FABULOUS!