I watched the Shinjuku Incident yesterday. I had, for some unknown reason, thought that it was about the Tokyo subway terror incident. Quite a tragic story with a strong sense of foreboding throughout. I kept worrying that someone was going to get mutilated again after Daniel Wu got his face slashed and hand chopped off. I thought they wanted to fry his head too when they pushed him to his chestnut cart. I DON’T have the stomach for this…
But the story was good and moving. I was kept on my toes in the roomy Film Garde Theatre 5 in ILUMA, the newest spanking mall in Singapore. I felt sad for the characters and the verse “those who live by the sword die by the sword” (Matthew 26:52) kept ringing in my mind. These things do happen in real life…and even worse ones. Isn’t it sad? And some people have little choice, being thrust into these at a tender age. Sad. Sad. Maybe that’s why I woke up feeling a tat heavy this morning. (But hey, regardless, this is resurrection Sunday, the reason for hope.)
It was a decidedly Chinese food day yesterday. I had lunch in Fei Cui Crystal Jade with 2 friends who came back from Shanghai — one of whom commented on my 2nd puberty. (yes, I have been plagued!!!) Then I had eight treasures ginger dessert in Central after aqua aerobics. For dinner, it was noodles in QQ. All very delicious. And aqua aerobics was quite fun, especially cycling on “the noodle”. I had this image of the silhouette of ET as he cycled pass the moon flash across my mind.
Friday night, I had very vivid dreams. I heard 2 very beautiful songs in a big cave with frescos and many people from different countries. I told myself I wanted to remember the tune and lyrics but they eluded me when I woke up. There was also this episode where I was hanging at the side of the ship precariously. I got there because I went too far out to take a picture when the ship swerved. I knew I have to hang on till help comes else I’ll fall and hit the hard bottom. I was actually quite calm and there was someone beside me who went to seek help. But when the person came back, strangely I now saw through this person’s eyes, I had already jumped onto a lifeboat that came by and had disappeared. Anyway, free adventures in my dream…not bad!
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