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Laetitia's Diary
Monday, January 12, 2009

I heard that people dream when they are too tired or they think too much in the day. Is that true? I have my doubts.


i have my fair share of weird/happy/horrible/scary/fascinating/exciting/short/blurry dreams. in fact, i forgot most of them once i woke up. but on saturday night, i had this weird/sad dream:

i dreamt that my brother passed away in Genting Highlands and i woke up in tears, terrified. i quickly went to my brother's room and saw no one. so i asked my mum where he went, and she said that she just received a call saying my brother is gone - and i broke down.
And my pillow was soaked in warmed tears when i finally, really and truly, opened my eyes. It never occurred to me about all those what ifs. i believe everyone has them, but you tend to hide them deep down because all of us are cowards, we do not have that courage to think about what will happen if we lose our loved ones. i felt so scared back then, i woke alan (haha!) and told him about it, and he was just saying "uh-huh, don't scared..dream only, dream only...." and his voice trailed off, leaving me in silence again. WTH! hahah... i was left worrying, but then again, i fell back in lalaland not long after that too :p

then last night, i have another funny dream..

i switched on the television and watched Channel 8. A guy had his right arm holding up 周初明 (to those who don't know
Chew Chor Meng durh~!) as his sickness had worsened. That guy was telling 周初明 to order whatever dishes he liked and he did. When 周初明 settled down on one table and started to eat, more people came forward to give him more varieties of food. it was simply so touching and my tears were flowing freely.
this time round, my pillow wasn't wet. but i was so tired, my whole body ached like hell! it was no doubt a bad dream again. i remember someone (there's quite a few here :p) told me before that what you dreamt of is the exact opposite in reality. so does that mean that my brother will 长生不老 and 周初明 will recover from muscular dystrophy? no for the first part and yes for the second part, please. :p hahaaa...
Ooohh.. I just found the Rocher in my bag that Alan bought for me on saturday's night. I remembered we went 7-11 and he asked whether i wanted chocolates and i replied no. i was saying things like don't buy!! i know myself, i wouldn't want it and he still bought it anyway.

Don't bother me, I'm busy munching on it now~