I just got hold of The Herald June 1st, 2008. On the front page, there is something on Sorry Day. I didn’t give much attention to it at first. I have never heard of it before and thought it is just another one of the many Catholic special days.
Later on, something caught my eyes. Sorry Day falls on May 26, 2008. It has something to do with the aborigines in Australia.
Then, I recalled my dream a few days ago. My dream was very vivid and I can even ’see’ the aborigines with their usual dotted paint designs on their faces. I had been to Australia before and had seen an aborigine with the red and white dotted paints.
I told myself, “Hey, Lilian, stop thinking so much! You think you have sixth sense or what? Certainly it is just a coincident?”
Gingerly…I check my blog post on my dream. And oh my God, it was really written on May 26th, 2008. Now, I think I have special radar!
Here’s what I dreamt :
7.40 am - Got home and went back to sleep.
11 am - Woke up, panic. Late already! Must thaw pork, must thaw fish, must cook. But before that, I had one heck of another nightmare. I dreamt I was in church and there was this huge mass with lots of angmohs. I am on lector’s duty. But at the last minute, the church clerk told me they had changed the reading to something with Australian slang. Panic, I cannot pronounce some aborigine language. Duh, whoever dreams in such details? The writings all like taugehs. Thank God my real duty is not until the following week or else I sure p-i-m-p with nightmare like this.
(quote taken from my personal blog)
So, let me sharpen that ‘antenna’ and see if I can dream of some magic numbers. Hehehe.
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