Conrad Centennial Singapore Hotel

Just went to work at Conrad yesterday. Most of the staff were unfriendly to us first timers though there were a few friendly ones thankfully. Majority were from China or something like that, and they all look down on us just because they're more experienced and we're definitely more blur, clumsy and slower to an extent. But I don't think behaving like that is being mature loh. I mean, they're like much older than us, they should be understanding. I'm sure they all had their first time, so they shouldn't be mean. :(

Nonetheless, its because of them that I realised that you don't always get who you get to work with. It really made me appreciate the FEO staff I worked with, and those who were at least treating us like any other staff yesterday and not like some first timer kinda thing. I guess these were like somewhat making me and Joanne feel unwelcome, but I'm glad we went together so we didn't have to experience these things alone. I guess the thing that affected me the most was the heels, darn. My legs almost broke. :'(

Anyway, the main point is, I kept seeing this guy. (who was working in the same job as us) It looked like I've seen him before somewhere, but definitely not with that hairstyle. It was just the face that looked so familiar.

The thing was, I had a dream about this guy, but it wasn't exactly him. It was just the face I presume. In my dream, he was apparently sick, and me and my cousin(idk where she pop out from) were in this room with him and somehow we were supposed to fill a bottle with warm water for him cause I think he was sick or smth. My cousin failed to cap it so I took hers back to fill after realising how little water was inside before capping it myself.

While I was at the sink, the guy suddenly came up behind me (still looking weak and slightly pale) and just held my head against his cheek in what felt like gratitude after asking me if the bottle was for him. My heart melted somehow. In the mirror in front of me, I could see my cousin standing at a side fuming or smth. Cause in my dream, she liked him or something. After he walked away with the bottle, I felt really guilty towards my cousin, cause it was her bottle afterall.

While he was adjusting his clothes at another mirror (idk why he doesn't look sick anymore) I admitted to him that it was my cousin that wanted to fill the bottle for him and all and he should be treating her like how he treated me instead. But what shocked me was - he told me that it was because he felt differently towards me and thus he did that. Idk, but there was this warm fuzzy feeling eating me up from inside.

The scene then changed, now leaving me and Joanne in the room with him, and we realised that at the balcony of his room, we could easily see the place we waited for the free bus ride home. Both me and Joanne were leaning against the ledge of the balcony and whining how convenient it was and how stupid we were and all to go one big round the other day. (which I suppose we were referring to yesterday night) Then he came behind us, held my head and gave me a kiss behind my head before starting to chat with us too. He just made me feel sooooo warm and loved somehow.

I woke up, with the warm fuzzy feeling in my heart until now. It just felt so right, comfortable and all. Its been so long since I could feel like this. It felt like its been so long since I ever felt loved like this. I think I think too much. :/ Reality's always opposite of dreams, its not gonna happen. :( Still, I keep this close to my heart with the scene still vividly playing in my mind.