I share all my sporadic and toilet thoughts in here, because I am random like that.
Do you recall those times when your friends wail to you about their bad relationships, only to keep returning to the same person over and over again?
And you always wonder why the heck people behave irrationally like that?
Today, I finally know what it’s like.
Coffee gives me the occasional tummy ache (like today when it’s excruciatingly bad) but the next day, I forget the pain and go back to drinking it again.
Oh, coffee. How I love you so. <3
Meanwhile I shall go back to lying flat on my bed because today, the score is coffee – 1, tummy – 0.
I just had to write this dream down for remembrance.
Disclaimer: This post will make absolutely no sense if you’re not a Pokémon GO player.
Last night, I dreamt that my boyfriend and I were playing Pokémon GO. (Nothing different from real life, since we do this every weekend.)
Another new generation of pokémon was just released and Yamper (this pokémon that looks like a corgi) was one of them. Now, my boyfriend and I are huge corgi fanatics so obviously we were going around catching all the Yampers we could find.
Chasing corgis aside, the Pokémon GO gameplay had a huge twist from what it is currently.
Because I was a fan of Megumin, this character from the anime Konosuba, Megumin strangely materialized in my dream as a pokémon that can be caught in Pokémon GO. Once evolved, it turns into Megumax. (HAHAHA, my brain churns out puns even in my dreams.)
But here’s the catch – it cannot be evolved directly.
Instead, you had to hunt for bluetooth gadgets that are hidden in real world locations (via partnerships with commercial places) in order to evolve Megumin. I’m not even talking about augmented reality/location tracking anymore, but actual physical gadgets.
It’s literally a treasure hunting game in the physical space.
So my boyfriend and I were running around a mall, hunting high and low for these mysterious bluetooth gadgets. We went from store to store, looking underneath shelves and scouring all corners. (If this was real life, we would have looked so suspicious that the mall will call the police on us, haha.)
Eventually, we found the gadgets at the bottom of a basket filled with chocolates.
Somehow, the Pokémon GO app will pick up the signal from the gadget and the “evolve” button will magically appear.
Very happy, we both were.
Somehow, evolving Megumin and Yamper were one of the requirements to level up from 40 to 41 so we leveled up automatically. And I was musing to my boyfriend about how I was stuck at level 39 for 1.5 years, whereas it took me only 2 months to level up to 41.
But wow, isn’t this game mechanic so cool? It becomes an urban reality kind of game, or an upgraded treasure hunt where the entire world has become the playground. And nope, no amount of location spoofing will be able to help you here.
Then, my boyfriend (in real life) mused “those gadgets are going to get stolen”.
Oh, right.
Reality hits.
So many possible problems with this game set-up. Those gadgets have to be chained up. Oh, and crowd control. We’re still in a pandemic after all.
Dang.
After that, I longed to go back to sleep so that I could return to that dream, where pandemics and shitty humans did not exist.
It’s really funny how every year around this time, Mum and I will never fail to have this power struggle over the festive decorations in the house.
“You better take a good last look at your Christmas tree, ah. Because tomorrow it’s coming down!” Mum taunted this evening.
“What do you mean? It’s still Christmas! There are 12 days of Christmas.” I protested.
“TODAY is the 12th day of Christmas. Tomorrow is longer Christmas.” Mum’s eyes glittered with glee, obviously excited to pepper her red and golden and obiang (read: ugly) Chinese New Year decorations around the house.
Aww.
So, sayonara dear tree. Until it’s 31st October again and I can start fighting for the right to put you back up, HA!