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November 24, 2001
Afternoon naps tend to produce strange dreams. I wasn't gonna post this one, but after telling Marc about it, I decided that it was too funny:
My family was visitng me in waterloo, sleeping in my housemates room *b.c she was in TO*. so we went out to eat in kitchener cept no one could decide where they wanted to go so while they were arguing in the car, we took a wrong turn and we ended up in kitchener somewhere but i dont know where. somehow or another i got outta the car, and had to go through this building full of booby traps, where by the end some guy asked me to repeat the "invite jesus into your heart" prayer and after I did, I asked him why he made me do that, and he's like, well, you went through the booby traps w/o dying or giving up, you must've been seeking something. i answered, "yeah, i was trying to find someone to give us directions on how to get back onto the highway." sigh. and i had to go through ALL that.
For some reason, i ended up seeing my online friend in a nearby or same building, who turned out to be andy, but when he got all excited, i was like, "im here to tell you that im engaged" and then i left quickly cuz he looked so violently disappointed.
so, who was i engaged to? turns out sheree comes by and through her, i learn that i was enaged to chris and i was like what?! i gotta go return the engagement ring and break it off right away! the reason why sheree told me was b/c she was interested in him, so i was thinking, you can have him all you want!
i think my mind was on something else b/c then i wasnt going out w him and so i went to him, returned the ring, gave him a hug and broke off the engagement and said, what are you trying to pull, i'm not even going out w you!
[shiver] the thought of that idea scares me.
November 23, 2001
Sometimes trying to remember dreams isn't all that good. Especially if they were disturbing dreams.
I had multiple dreams this morning (probably b/c I was awaken 2 times before I really awoke), and one of them occured like so:
I was in my Waterloo room with my sister and my brother at my side (cept they were considerably younger, so I must've been too). I don't remember how but an angel appeared beside us and was warning us of danger. Eventually that danger was called upon by the angel, which was a demon hiding in the shadows behind my bookshelf. It slowly formed into shape as the shadow disappeared and turned to us hurling accusations at each one of us. The angel, had sadly disappeared and left us shaking in fear of this demon. His accusations caused my sister to crumble and my brother cowarding in fear. I was shaking quite so inside but I kept defending that we had claimed God's grace and forgiveness, that no matter what we done wrong, God still loved us and accepted us.
Eventually, he went away and the angel came back. He apologised that he had to go because God called him elsewhere to fight and that if God did so, it would mean that He knew that we could've stood up under it. As the angel was tending to my sister, 2 other shadows appeared from the same wall, but this time behind my night table. They grew in size and at that point, I felt that I had no more energy or strength left to ward them away. These two demons started to taunt at my brother and I (angel and sister were in a corner, I guess angel didn't interfere for the same reason he didn't the first time). Before they got any farther, I shouted w a confident voice (although in the back of my mind, I questioned whether that would work): "In Jesus' Name, GO! I send you back where you came from!" (and in later restrospection, I noted that when I said, "I send you back to the cross", that statement makes no sense and instead I should've said, "I rebuke you in Jesus' Name.") One of the larger ones shrank back, so I kept repeating that phrase until both of them were gone.
Later on, the angel congratulated us (congratulate? what was there to congratulate?!?) for standing up against them and reassured that even though I had said those statements without that much faith, God will listen and that God still loved us and would be there to hold us up. His last advice was that next time, I should make sure to gather everyone in a group, so to not leave the weak alone and make it easier to attack us as individuals (ie. in reference to my sister left on the side for the angel to attend to). He left by turning on the screensaver on from an Ursula image (from the L'il Mermaid--donno why b/c I don't own one) to a festive image of the rest of the characters).
I'm not sure how it concluded, but I think we stumbled outside after that and met the others for dinner.
November 20, 2001
I asked Matt N. how salsa dancing was, which reminded me of my dream. Not much of a plot though b/c I forgot most of it.
My dream(s) last night were all over the place. But I distinctly felt the urge to join a circle of my high school friends in a dance (square dancing ish b/c it's w a group of people w techniques). This somehow led to waiting for my parents and grandparents for something (possibly a birthday since I saw a birthday card in Chinese).
I also remember that I was in a car which kept trying to drive somewhere but all we ever got to was dead ends, or streets that did not allow left turns.
November 14, 2001
Dave and Busters style. Or Chuck E Cheeses. Kids Version. This is after my alarm clock went off and I fell back asleep.
So anyhow, I think it was me and Jon and Marc again at this store. Or maybe it was Aaron instead. I remember that somehow we ended up getting some tickets after playing some games. Except when I looked at the stuff to be redeemed, they weren't anything that was worth redeeming. A Bic pen was 1 ticket, tshirts were really ugly, so were the plushed toys. I tried to redeem my 185 tickets for a kiddy lookin digital cam as I originally heard 185, but turns out, after I offer 6 tickets to the guys (3 each for purchasing a Pepsi) and taking it back when I figured I can have enough for a camera, she wanted 285.
So I was like ah phooey. I ended up settling for some multi-coloured gel pens (no name brand), that were 6 tickets each. I don't think theses "prices" were logically correct. A Bic ballpoint pen for 1 ticket, a Pepsi for 3 tickets, yet coloured gel-ink pens for 6 tickets?!
Anyhow, I awoke to the lawnmower (my window is currently open a crack so that I can get some "fresh" air).
November 13, 2001
I can't remember if it was a dream from this morning (after I missed my 830 lab), or during my nap after lunch, but it was quite weird.
My family was visiting a house that supposedly belonged to my grandparents (my mom and sister were in the dream but I don't know if the rest of my family was or not). In one room, there was a loft that was able to fit 4 beds, with the additional number of beds on the floor. That house was weird in that it was a high risk house; one in risk of bombings. Because of that, another room was connected to a system of alarms, where if a portion of this large house got hit, someone would pull the alarm, which is connected to many other alarms in other houses, and notify the operator through a radio system (also to check and update status every so often). Someone showed us some weapons, which when flung, something would go out, but the other part of it would return. One whizzed close to my nose but didn't really have contact with it. However, I felt that the skin of it was burning and it kinda started to bleed.
November 11, 2001
I distinctly remember dreaming til I woke up this morning. This time my dream involved people at home. I remember having to take a course at UBC at 1230 pm but since I've never been there before, I had to figure out my way there (yes, I'm sad. I've never been to UBC aside from the museum of anthropology in Gr 9). I remember leaving some house at 1030 am so that I'd be able to make it on time if I was to take the bus. At the bus stop, I remember bumping into my uncle henry, and him telling me to take bus 67; he was gonna take the 69 to work. The strangest thing is that the buses are weird. There are two "fronts" of the bus so that the bus doesn't haveta turn around or go reverse (kinda like a trolley or monorail or the skytrain/subway). It was green and yellow (never seen that scheme before), and inside, there was tons of space. Blue seats against the wall (like the lowriders in Ottawa/BC) and seats in a circle (facing away from each other). It was quite weird. Surprisingly, it didn't get as full as I thought it'd get b/c it was a bus to UBC. I remember that as I was taking the bus there, I saw Elisa (from HS) with her sister and a monk on the street. I was like woah. I didn't realise that her other sister b//c a Buddhist monk.
November 10, 2001
Ben A and I were China or something. 'Cept I had a house that was far far away in the place that we were touring (seen from a distance). Anyhow, I ended up going to that place and walked through many dark corridors that were filled with bats, bugs, and other hanging things before reaching the real part of the house. Once we got there, a maid or someone told me that Room 317 contained stairway that was carpeted, and more direct so that I could take it back at anytime 'cept my friends and others weren't allowed to b/c it's supposed to be kept a secret so that no one would use it.
Eventually, as I was somehow on ICQ talking to Chris, and as I was conversing with Zeke and friends, I later found out that Ben (or maybe it was Clarence?) used those forbidden stairs b/c he memorized what room it was, and it only took him 20 mins to get to where he was coming from ("home" land) instead of the legendary 4 hour walk.
I tried to get up after my dream to do some school work but I was too lazy or tired, or both that I went back to sleep.
My dream continued. I received an e-mail from Bonnie telling me that she heard from my mom that I went to China and asked how I was doing. She also mentioned that she has never seen that place before, even after seeing the picture of the landscape that she attached.
November 09, 2001
I always seem to have strange dreams where my teeth wiggle and end up falling out. This time, it was my front tooth (the one where my gums are currently sore) but before it fell out, Waiki suggested that I go see a dentist. I called up any random dentist (Dr. Huang), but by the time I dropped by (from the mall where Renee and a bunch of them gathered), it said it closed early that day. I was annoyed but waited around to complain that I called earlier and the dentist said that he could see me. Strangely enough, I forgot to deposit my Excel gum while he was cleaning my teeth but midway, remembered. Heh. Apparently his diagnosis was that the medication that I was then taking had side effects, which explained why my tooth wiggled. The most funniest thing was that we were conversing in Mandarin! It got to the point where I tried to tell him (in Mandarin) that I didn't speak Mandarin. And he didn't believe me. So I clarified myself and said I speak Cantonese instead.
November 06, 2001
Abraham assured me that I'd sleep well. I'm not sure if dreaming is a sign of sleeping well (REM?) or not, but in my dreams, I distinctly remember going down a couple of flights of escalators w massive crowds (like the HK subway) and I eventually played indoor soccer with my French-speaking cousins, using a balloon as the ball. One of the teams finally scored after the players rushed the goalie.
November 04, 2001
Can't remember much cept that I dreamt that I passed CS with a final mark of 86% (blessing from God if that comes true! :P) but I forgot to invite Jenn to LifeSong.
I gotta remember this Friday. . .
October 31, 2001
My dream jumped everywhere this time. Jon said once that his dreams were many scenes that made up a whole. I only recall bits and pieces, but I do remember that much of it was in Cantonese, which is rare these days. I think it might be because the night before, I joined Kit's friends at KFC and well, we spoke in Chinese.
Scene 1
My dream involved the church. Which church, I'm not sure. The beginning involved some kids and toddlers. The kids were in a classrooom, but somehow, they got out of control, but I never did remember how I or we got the class back in order. I also remember watching, and catching the toddlers as they slid down slides.
Scene 2
I was in a church workshop. Afterwards, I met a guy in the Chinese fellowship who was obviously, Chinese speaking. He was really friendly and offered me to take me to Ikeda (which doesn't exist) at Lougheed Mall in Burnaby, but I couldn't because I had another workshop/Sunday school/choir practice to attend.
October 25, 2001
As we were driving soemwhere, we were stopped by some crzy pizza guy
asking us if we'd like to buy a slics of pizza. We decline. In the distraction,
I did not notice that my shoulder bag was taken until much much later
at a mall. When the discovered, I went frantic retracing my steps and
spent a time and a half looking for it until my friend Alberta told
me that her bag got stolen too, and asked me if I rememberd any weird
fake pizza guys tryign to tell me pizza. I luckily found the pizza guy,
and demanded that I wanted my purse back. He asked him why he did that
and he said it wasn't to sell the items; and I said, well he could easily
make a profit, and proceeded to offer him $50 for the return of my possessions
(I did not want to buy a new cell phone, or go through the hassle of
applying for new credit cards, etc so i figured I would sacrifice $50).
He "kindly" was willing to accept $40, so he showed me to
his place and told me to pick it up and left me there. He actually trusted
me enough to leave me there. So, Ben Cheung ended up following me and
found me there shortly after. He came in (against explicit instructions
not to touch anything else), we copied down the mailing address from
bills/envelopes, thinking in mind that we were gonna report this, and
ben helped me carry out my friend's bag as well. On the way out, the
pizza boy's housemate came in (who was an accomplice in the "pizza"
scam). I quickly hurried Ben C out the door, but the guy's suspicion
arouse when he saw that Ben C was carrying a similar Bay bag as me (which
contained my stuff) on the front lawn, so we quickly walked back to
where the car was parked (in a garage).
Upon entering the car, I think Ben C suddenly turned into my uncle in
HK or somehow was replaced. Anyhow, we were to drive 2 other girls someplace,
so we met them in the garage. The odd thing was that the girl was bringing
her mom/aunt to the saloon and we commented that the sun looked like
it was setting at 7:56 AM. The girl took control of the wheel (which
was available in the 2nd row (weird, there was an option where the wheel
can be controlled from the back seat) and drove to the street where
hair salons were popular, 'cept we couldn't find the one she was looking
for and everyone other one had at least 4 other ladies waiting (and
the girl told her mom/aunt that there usually was on average, 2 people
in line).
It somehow shifted in me thinking whether Tim Chin was taking any hair
design courses this year (as a part of an archeticture elective),and
then I found out that he wasn't until the year after.
Then I awoke. And now my thigh muscles are really sore for some odd
reason.
October 24, 2001
I ended up finding my youth pastor at BAC pregnant, even though she's
not married and I was like whhaa? Apparently, like Phebe in Friends,
she did favours for various couples every so often for those who couldn't
have kids. I think this dream resulted from reading Ch 5 of The Edible
Woman by Margaret Atwood, where Ainsley wants to get pregnant just
for the sake of owning a baby.
October 23, 2001.
got a ride w someone to fellowship at a new church
but i saw someone w a gun holding it up to someone else.
not sure why no one used their cell phones to call the police.
so anyhow, we were in a line at mcdonalds and was gonna buy some food
when the person in front of me was held up at gun pt. so i decided to
hide my wallet behind the register at the counter, and just take my
coin purse out so the guy would think i had no money or credit cards,
and luckily, he skipped me.
next scene:
was at someones house and was playing a weird variant of mastermind
game w jasmine and joanna ("kw ss teens". but then it was
time for fellowship and at one pt, mildred was w me, and some auntie
was gonna drive us to fellowship but we left caleb ("kw ss teen")
behind. so as we went back to pick him up, and another teen along the
way, mildred's cell rang but i picked it up, and it was nathan kwan
looking for her but some guy by the name of mike but when he didn't
know who i was, he transferred the call over to nate, to tell him to
write something about the woman's cell group in the minutes (b/c she
was the secretary). actually, i think he was surprised to hear that
i was in ottawa in the winter but for some odd reason, i knew that marc
knew i was in town (i also knew it was the winter b/c i forgot my jacket
on my way out and thinking i'd freeze to death but surprisingly it wasn't
all that cold).
and i think i woke up ... :P
October 20, 2001
I woke up on Saturday morning to a phone call (that I did not answer),
and fell back asleep to dream yet again. This time, my sister (or some
Chinese girl that I can't pinpoint) and I exited a building before a
portion of it blew up. At that point, I had a distinct impression that
part of my elementary school exploded. Someone lady in charge proceeded
to guide us away from the building, and pointed us toward the school
bus that we were supposed to board. Upon boarding, we were all given
a sweatshirt (to keep warm? to change into? I'm not quite sure). As
we rolled along for what seem like a long time, I suddenly wondered
where we were going and why the bus driver did not tell us of the destination.
Coincidentally, there was a schedule of who booked the bus and for what
occasion on the window of my seat. I tried to read it, but because it
was posted toward the exterior of the bus, the typeset was mirrored.
Luckily, the girl in the opposite seat behind me carried a compact with
her and kindly lent it to me to decipher all the words. The strange
part was that for the week, no company booked it and that cause me bewilderment.
I suddenly had this thought, "What if they had in mind to take
us someplace of no return?" In my mind, I was praying that God
would show us what to do and how to escape. It must've been God's plan,
because I arranged to ask the driver to let us off at the next stop
for a pee break.
The bus stopped at the mall. I proceeded to tell my sister to gather
up her belongs and follow me. The had a mall that was 10 stories in
height and the main public washroom was on the 3rd floor. As people
went to the third floor, we proceeded to adventure higher and further
away from the bus as to avoid getting on the bus again. We reached the
7th floor and managed to find a clean, private bathroom before locking
ourselves in and looking down to see the bus still parked. A realisation
hit me then. Why did they give us the sweatshirts for? Another thought
occurred to me. What if they wanted us to wear them beacuse they contained
a homing device?! Uh-oh. We panicked. We weren't proven wrong when the
guy from the bus tried to open the door to the bathroom (and I proceeded
to scream) so he quickly closed it and waited for us to finish whatever
we were doing and waited outside the door for us. We waited forever
behind the closed door for him to go away, but we realised that he wasn't
until we came out. So, we came out and acted all surprised to see him
there waiting for us ("how did you find us?") and allowed
him to escort us back to the bus so we could all begin the journey to
the unknown once again.
At that point, I realised that my theory wasn't full of holes. I eagerly
hoped, anticipated, and waited for the next stop because I figured that
there would be more people wanting to use the lavatories as well. Surprisingly,
we stopped at another mall. This one had a theatre in the middle of
it. My sister and I gathered up what we had, and exited the bus, praying
that it would be the last time. We went into the main bathroom, changing
out of our sweatshirts and placing it inside the stalls, so that whomever
was tracking us would think we were still in the washroom. We cut through
the theatre and wandered to another bathroom. After what seemed like
a prolonged period of time to make sure that no one would be coming
after us, we bumped into the bus guy (or maybe it was another guy),
but this time, he told us that the woman let him go (i.e let him free)
before starting the bus again so we didn't have to worry. I had a nagging
suspicion that some kids in the mall might have taken those 2 sweatshirts
and proceeded to venture off with them before the bus lady appointed
another escort to guide them "back" into the bus. Even though
I felt bad, at least we were free. So, we decided to watch a movie.
Upon entering the movie, for some reason, I introduced the guy to the
theatre staff. He said beneath his breath, "That's funny, I know
him by another name." Uh-oh. Not another trick? But, before I found
out, I awoke.
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