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Thursday, January 19, 2006

So two nights ago, I was in a very tall hotel building.  I was there again to get revenge on a a man who had played me and hurt my feelings.  However, I did not realize that this person was a dangerous man - so I was gearing up to go slap him in the face.  My friends from Syracuse somehow heard this through the grapevine and as I got off at the second floor balcony to change elevators in order to get all the way to the top, where his room was, I heard galloping coming from the first floor lobby.  As I peeked over the edge, there was Munjal Yagnik with long hair riding a black stallion!  He directed his horse straight towards the balcony and made it jump up to where I was!  He was there to save me from getting hurt again by this guy because he knew that I woud be in danger if I approached him in this manner.  My shaggy knight had saved me!!  Then I woke up.


Monday, December 26, 2005

So last night, there was a big show coming to town where a number of big celebraties were going to perform.  Brian got tickets for him and I to go.  When we got there, the seats were filling up really fast and we managed to get seats two stands/tiers away from the front!  After sitting down for a couple seconds, I saw my brother at the top tiers and asked Brian to come with me to talk to him.  He said it didn't want to move, so I just left to go talk to my brother. 

When I finally reached the top tiers, I found my brother and we chatted a little.  I pointed out where Brian and I were sitting - up close to the front - but as I was looking at where he sat, a girl that apparently knew him sat in my seat and started flirting with him!  And he didn't tell her to get out of my seat!  So I decided that I was going to help my brother find a better seat, because from his seat, he couldn't even see the singers!  As we got closer, I kept looking down at Brian and that girl...the show was about to get started and he didn't even tell her to move.  I was getting the hint that he wasn't saving the seat for me, grrrr. 

My brother and I find two open seats between a row of old Chinese women.  I ask if the two seats are open in English, and they have trouble understanding me.  The two old ladies sitting to the left of us ask the older lady to the right of me in Cantonese what I asked them.  I hear that they don't understand English and ask in Mandarin if the seats are open.  They understand and say, "Hai, hai," ("Yes, yes") and we sit down.  My brother and I hear them start saying "He shi zhen" and it sounds like our mom's Chinese name in a heavy Cantonese accent.  We figure out that they say we look like "He shi zhen" and I decide to ask them who they are talking about and how they know her.  I say, "He shi zhen shi shi wo de ma ma, ni zai na li ren shi ta?" ("Shih-Jen Ho is my mother, where do you know her from?")  It turns out that our mother acted as translator for these women after they came over from Hong Kong and they were looking to buy a house.  Then, the lady sitting next to the really old Chinese woman turns because she heard her name - and it's my mom, sitting right there!  Two seats down from me!  After we talk about how weird this is, I look back at Brian and that girl's still sitting next to him, holding his arm and I seethe. 

So I decide to get back down there to bitch slap her out of my seat!  I leave and as I'm walking up to where they should be seated, Brian and that chick are no where to be found.  I just get angrier and angrier until...I wake up.

I wake up so mad that I have to remember that Brian was such a great bf that he and I talked to 4am in the morning that very night.  But I had to get that dream out of my system.   Damn bitch.


Sunday, December 25, 2005

So last night, William Valenti had a baby genius that looked and acted just like him - dark eyes and hair and furrowed brows.  Father and son were so intelligent, they could communicate to each other through baby talk, waving their arms around and such.  William and his mother were giving up the baby for adoption, against the will of the father, but since William is too young to take care of a child while still in school, the baby had to be given up.

They went to a woman's apartment to see if this woman was interested in William's baby.  This lady in her thirties, with red brown hair, was an intelligent woman interested in doing studies on genius babies.  Valenti Jr. would be the first baby genius the lady would adopt.  She agreed to take good care of Willie's son and William and his mother left the apartment.

So months passed and this lady took good care of 25 or so toddlers of genius abilities.  When giving them direction, she counted on the leader - Valenti Jr. - to relay the messages.  All of the other babies listened to him.  The study continued...

But I woke up.
stay tuned for my next crazy dream.



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