Dear fans,

This is the second time this week I had a nightmare. If dreams are opposite from reality (who invented that?) does this mean it is a good sign?

Anyway, despite being rather freaked out by the second dream and getting that unsettled feeling even after waking up, on afterthought it is really rather a funny dream. Not that I want to go back to that nightmare, but when I was telling Paula about it I thought it had the effect of sounding ridiculous and funny instead. Like my dream where my friend served me and 2 other ppl bittergourd on a silver platter while we were designing a hotel.

In my nightmare we were in a war and I was involved coz I wanted to fight as well and for some reason i think I was a guy so no problems with wanting to fight in the war. Then there was my mother, who was this typical 好公民 (OMG I forgot how to write) woman and this other typical 贤妻良母 kinda kampong girl who gets married at 16 at always seems to look brown, who were stayed at home to sew sweaters and jumpers for us. So I went to war with Papa, a few other extra ppl (might have been Yi Ling and Evon) and apparently, my girlfriend. Wahaha... SO FUNNY RIGHT.

My girlfriend was Nicole Kidman or someone similar. Can't really remember the details of my dream. Or nightmare. I was trying to think what essentials I would need to pack for war and started unpacking the backpack which I always carry to school. I think this part has something to do with my not packing my bag for school everyday and bringing everything for the week. Hence, the repacking bit in the dream. BUT since dreams are opposite from reality I shall not repack my bag. Hahahahahaha....

Anyway, the essentials for war were: handphone, small water bottle, wallet and my Leicester medics card. And my girlfriend didn't have a bag I think so I told her not to worry coz I was wearing my 'Whatever' jacket which has great pockets which can hold everything. Then we went out and on the way, like after passing by quite a number of scary Jap-ish guards I realised that I forgot to bring my jacket. Then had to double back to get it.

And here the dream kind of becomes too boring to mention and then fades away.

What a puzzling dream.