its been a while...but IM BACK! (:

ive been busy with school and tests and stuff..
but when i look back keeping a record of my dreams are a pretty fun thing to do.
when i read my dreams again, i feel like im reading stories for the first time.

I haven't seen him since gr.6. I've moved schools, and he did a year after I left also. I say happy birthday to him every year, and he either replies super late or replies once and never replies again! Each year we have one opportunity to see each other, but it feels like we leave it up to fate. my best friend sees him, but i don't. she always brings me up, and i always look for him on that day.

He was in my dream last night. we were in the same school again..turns out the teachers left us greeting cards and such. it's a different school, and being his smart hardworking self he was always standing by his next class by the lockers. One time, i left my friends and talked to him. very soon after, we held hands naturally.
okay, im normal! i dont normally dream about guys, i dream about my friends! but then my daddy woke me up.
=(

do i make sense? No. its alright (:

i don't dream anymore, actually.

since ive been so busy with school, i never get time to write about my dreams because I DONT EVEN HAVE TIME TO DREAM! i only get like 6 hours of sleep max each night..studying studying studying. i feel like once i close my eyes to sleep i need to wake up the next minute. whenever i stretch and try to go back to sleep, daddy opens the door and tells me to WAKE UP. and if its rainy, he just turns my light on which pissses mee off.
or..he'll be rinsing his mouth w/listerine and going like BRBRBRBWAKEUPBRBRBRBR
so annoying :(

dreams have taken all out of me.

Since I've been dreaming really less lately, I will create another blog and update my dreams here as often as possible.

my family+an unknown nice guy

It took my daddy a while to finish parking outside the place where we were meeting a friend for dinner. We were all rushed out of the car, until daddy's cellphone rang. Turns out dinner was postponed. We decided to go shopping inside the huge flea market like place.There were lots of paulfrank stuff, and there was this guy who was with me the whole time shopping with me. When I asked how much a paulfrank poster was, I woke up. =P

I've dreamed so much..no time to post until NOW (:

Though I might have 2 followers reading my blog in blogland for a long time, I think this is really really interesting for myself, but also my readers. thank you! and if you like my dreams, please FOLLOW MY BLOG. Before blogging about my dream, I have good news! After my music examination on August 8th of this month, I'm going to Hong Kong until September 6th. YEYE! I might even also go to Taiwan and Hong Kong. I believe one of the major factors of the things and events we dream about have a relationship with the place where we live. This time, I'm living with my uncle who lives in a very tiny apartment. I wonder what I'll dream about there! haha the next 3 posts are separate dreams that happened during a time span of 3 nights. Because I've been too busy studying (8 days left until my exam..I need to smarten up as soon as possible!), I haven't been able to post on a daily basis. But I WILL TRY SO HARD. + even if I dont post my dreams, I visit my own blog everyday whenever I'm free to read about what i've been dreaming about. so here they are!

attached to this post is a picture of my fav. tv show of all time-ARTHUR's picture. LOL

significant dream

I was 16. It was a cold winter day, and I was wearing my leather jacket and shivering. My brother had promised earlier to pick me up outside the old building near our house, for some reason. I was scared, because everyone there seemed ill and it was a really dark place. Since there was a blizzard outside, there was no sign of the sun and the sky was charcoal grey. I was standing by the door, looking nervous and shaking due to the weather. A woman came up to me. She seemed like a nice young woman, appeared to be in her mid-30's. She looked Korean, and she came up to me to talk to me. I don't know why, but I had an instant connection with this woman..i felt like i knew her from somewhere. We talked for a long time, i lost track of time. Suddenly, my cellphone rang and my brother asked me where I was. We said goodbye. I woke up and i was a sophisticated lawyer in a business suit. I had to go to the old building because my mommy really liked the raisin bread that the bakery had there. Inside the bakery, there was a young guy around my age really focused and reading his really long book about medicine. I asked him if he wanted to be a doctor, and he sounded as if he had no confidence in himself. "Besides," he said. "I can't afford tuition to university." He was like me when i was young (in reality, I am lacking confidence.)I talked to him a lot too, and we became really good friends. While I was ready to leave the building, I saw the Korean lady I met years ago once again reading the newspaper at the food court. I sat down in front of her and talked to her. It was always me who told her stuff, I was telling her about myself. She sat and chatted away with me, but she never told me anything about herself. I asked her if she wanted to eat at the restaurant nearby, since i didnt have lunch yet. She looked frightened by the thought of it and said "NO, NO! YOU GO EAT, IM GOING TO WALK AROUND THE BUILDING." What she said gave me a feeling that she was afraid to go into the restaurant. I felt like she was too poor to afford food and didn't want to go through the embarassment walking in. I felt really bad for her. The next morning, I went to the bakery and asked the guy if he has seen a Korean lady around with glasses, a little shorter than me. He told me she was a really poor lady who had recently divorced her husband and had no place to live. During the day, she would stay in the old building and walk around talking to no one. She was a miserable lady, and always walked past the building. The guy told me sometimes at the end of the day when he had leftover bread, he would give them out to her. I felt really bad for this lady, she seemed like a really nice woman. I left the guy $21.50 and asked if he could give her enough food for all 3 meals each day. I promised to go back in a couple of days to continue paying him for food for the lady if she really walked past and ate at the bakery everyday. A couple of days later, I went back to the building and the bakery was closed. I walked to the food court to look for the lady, but she was gone also. Nobody knew where they went, but some said they went to the city. Time had past by, and I had almost forgotten about the existence of these two unique people. I had to go interview at a law firm at a building for the most successful people with the best occupations in the world in a big city. I had originally booked an interview with the owner of the law firm, but when I was let into the room, there he was. The guy who owned the old bakery that nobody went to. He was dressed really really really really well. He had a Zegna suit and Prada Vernice shoes. He didn't look up when I entered the room though. He was busy checking up on his stock investments. "Tell me about yourself," he told me. I was too surprised to answer him. How could two people look so similar? I didn't answer him. He started looking really annoyed and looked me in the eye and asked me half the question. Then, his jaw dropped. Our long stare at each other was interrupted by a phone call. It was one of those webcam like phone calls where you can just talk into the phone and see the person on the other line. There was sound coming from behind, and the person he was on the phone with appeared on the television behind me. I didn't really look at the person, I just glimpsed for about 2 seconds to see a prosperous woman with a Hermes Birkin Bag and Cartier earrings. "We're opening our 23rd bakery in Beijing! Just when I was about to leave the room, the voice of the woman struck me. I felt like somebody had smashed my head from behind. I looked into the television, and there she was. The poor young lady who couldn't afford to eat. It was all just a camouflage. They were always rich, they were just looking for people with real, caring hearts. And in my dream, that person was me.

a snap back into reality+dream.

we were really close buddies for a month or so..
we used to talk alot and alot..
but afterwards i felt scared that he was doing the same with other girls.
he had no direction. i was tired of being left hanging by him on AIM for 5-10 minutes and have him come back to me and ask boring questions or tell me he had "gtg."
he stopped talking to me entirely.
i dedicate most of my AIM names to him
i can't say that i like him, but he was more than any of the other shallow guys.
we had a lot in common, and he was a friend i wanted to hold on to forever.
"i would talk to him first..one time and the next he would need to say hi to me first." that's my rule.
so he never talked to me again.
yeah, maybe it seems like im being too hard on myself..but everytime i talk to him first i regret it and feel like i've done something wrong.
maybe its the feeling i got when i met a new friend..
and once its gone..its gone forever and the conversations get boring
i guess im happy that right now i'm reflecting on the good conversations and not worrying about how bad it is to talk to him and getting him bored.
it's so hard to find someone who would treat me like i'm everything to them.
i wish at 11:11 for my husband. i don't know where he is in the world, what he's doing, or who he's with, what he looks like, his personality, looks, etc. i just know that this person is going to love me someday and i want to give him happiness everyday until he meets me. that's because i know i'll make him really happy. and he'll make me very happy too.

so..i have been dreaming about that guy for 3 nights now. first dream took place at his house and it seemed like i was forced to live with him. in my dream, he lived under a restaurant. at the top floor of the restaurant, there was an old witch lady who abducted people everyday and she was the boss of the restaurant. every kid knew of this lady, but the parents thought it was just a joke. i lived with him, and we slept in the same room. he let me sleep on his bed and he slept on the floor. i had a really hard time sleeping, and i told him the next morning. afterwards, he introduced me to a lady-his mom and his sister..and in the dream he had another sister also.

during the second dream, i had snuck into his huge house and looked through all his stuff. his parents were hosting a party and were too busy to notice me. when i knew he was back from hockey practice, i tried running down the stairs and he saw me. still knowing that his parents weren't watching, i told him i was just using the washroom upstairs. he completely ignored me in my dream. he didn't seem to care that i was there and why i was there. he just walked past me.

during yesterday's dream, we were on some kind of school trip. even the girls who always stuck to him weren't stuck to him anymore. we were at a cabin-like place where there were many rooms. everyone was in one room, and i was with my friend VC in another. i had eaten dinner already, but my friend VC wanted to eat mcdonalds. therefore we walked to mcdonalds in the pouring rain. after she bought her dinner, i ordered my icecream cone and was ready to leave. on my way out, i saw him with someone who i would consider his sister and his grandpa. my friend decided to go back to our rooms first so she could eat. after i said hi to him, it started thundering with lightning outside and his grandpa insisted that i sit with them until the rain stopped. i was eating my icecream cone, and his sister was scared of the pen marks on all of the napkins. in my dream, i acted as if pen marks were very normal on napkins and volunteered to rip all the parts of the napkins with pen marks. i could feel that his grandpa was looking at me in awe..thinking i was being really considerate and caring for this little 7 year old girl who i have just met.

my dreams may not seem very entire and have endings to them, because my mommy wakes me up when it's time for afternoon tea. i sleep until 3 pm now. i love summer. just don't like dreaming of him and his parents and family, who i have no idea what in the world they look like or what type of people they are..