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Wednesday, December 7, 2011
my goodness

OMG!

I had the craziest and most amazing dream last night.

In it, Joy, Gabriel, David and I found an article in the newspaper advertising for "Mr and Mrs Singapore". We unanimously decided to compete and prepared for it by going to our garden (???) to work out and tan. By the time we took the MRT to IMM where the auditions were held, the queue was so long it had reached a few blocks away!

Finally we got to the front where there was a panel of judges. I got pushed to one judge, who was Madam Kiran Kaur. I stood there nervously waiting...and she told me to tell me whether the Pound was appreciating or depreciating and who the British Prime Minister was!!! I started panicking and sweating. She gave me a nonchalant face and said this is something every Econs student learns. In a haze of terror and desperation I said "David Cameron!"

Then I abruptly woke up wtfing to myself. And I just googled "David Cameron" which actually really is the British Prime Minister LOL. But I don't think I ever knew this! I wasn't even sure when I was awake recollecting this dumb dream...

Amazing things happen in bed don't they hehe

posted by @tarundoru @ 9:53 PM