September 26, 2010 4:51 PM.
Bad Dream=Windfall?
I had a bad dream that woke me up in the middle of last night.
I was in this room having a gathering with my colleagues and my director.
Then I was talking to this Pinkie who was carrying a KS bag which has a design that I didn't see before. I still remember I actually quite liked the design.
I was talking to her and she told me she had to leave to board her plane.
Then she boarded a helicopter which flew haphazardly and flew very near to another plane.
And I was in that other plane.
I cursed that helicopter for flying so dangerously.
The next moment, my plane went out of control and tried to fly under the MRT viaducts near Jurong East MRT.
Unfortunately, it failed and my plane crashed into the viaduct.
The fright woke me up.
I seldom have dreams that are so vivid like that.
I got out of the room to find Dear who was still not sleeping.
He was actually still playing 'Words with Friends' with my iPhone in the living room.
At 3:30am.
I told him the dream.
He said that the dream is impossible as only military planes can fly in Jurong East areas.
Duh.
He added that I should also buy 4D the next day.
Crashing plane signifies descending numbers.
So I should buy his carplate number 7765.
How consoling.
I bought $10 for 7765 today.
We shall see.
