First, i was on the MRT train and i slept. When i woke up, there was no one there and the doors were all locked shut, WITH SHUTTERS OUTSIDE THE DOOR. I was like, how the hell am i gonna get out? I panicked, then my aunt called me. She was talking to me about something normally and before i was about to tell her that i was in trouble she hung up on me. Nevermind, i thought, i just call 999. While calling, i was walking inside the train to find an exit and i finally saw this one last shutter that had not been closed and a policeman was there closing it. SO, i screamed at him to let me out.
I WAS OUT. What happened next was way worse. I thought i was fine now, but everyone else were not. From afar, i saw three LRT trains crashed to one another, and there were dead bodies everywhere. I was trying my best not to step on them. Those bodies were all strewn and torn apart, so i could see all those flesh and the insides. I was trying to close my eyes but still walk towards the wreckage to see if anyone is alive. That' when i come to realise that all the bodies were people of foreign workers...and then i woke up.
When i was in the MRT just now, i actually shivered a bit when the train door rattled. I was like, it better not crash now, i havent even get my first pay! I'm pretty sure that this dream happened due to the fact that i saw the news yesterday about the death toll in Burma has increased to the thousands cause of the cyclone Nargis. If there is anything i could do to help, please inform me. Thank you.
On a lighter note, Mr Mamasa had cut his hair and he feels lighter! A very girlish cut that suits him perfectly. It is for the first time ever in a very very long time that his hair is shorter than mine. But i still like Mr Mamasa with is long beautiful sexy old hair. Thank goodness hair grows. Cant say the same for mine though. XD
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