And I managed to have a really pretty dream with pretty scenery and stuff. XD

Somehow...somewhere I checked into this really nice hotel and went to my hotel room, which was just "go up a flight of really long stairs and turn left".  I had two windows, one which overlooked an empty neighborhood with a bunch of unused apartment buildings.  The other window looked out toward the hotel restaurant.  So basically my windows look out to two different places at the same time.  I decided to go down to the restaurant just to take a look at things.  On my way down, I met up with a bunch of people that...I hardly ever see.

There was one of my first students.  She was having lunch there, and she said that her teacher, Vivian, was going to be there as well.  Vivian was someone I knew from back in middle school.  Then, when she went off to college, I've never seen her since.  We greeted each other, and what stood out to me was that she ignored her student (my former student) entirely.  Then I turned and came face to face with Therese, who was with a bunch of other people I recognize as her old friends from middle/high school.

Just as I was turning to go, someone gave a cry, and I looked to my right to see that we were on the same level as the clouds, and the white puffy clouds were slowly turning gray.  It was very unrealistic but extremely pretty to watch, seeing some of the clouds leaking grey into their appearance while others were still white.

Then it started to rain, and I looked over to a far off cliff that looked like Two Lovers' Point and saw that the clouds over the cliff were also some-white/some-grey, but above the clouds, there was this huge rainbow with shimmering, swirling, and...in technicolor.

After watching it for a while, I decided to go back to my room to get my camera.  I climbed the flight of stairs, and turned left before thinking "wait..."  In front of me, where there was a hallway to the hotel rooms, there was now a bank office of sorts.  I turned right, and there was a gate, like in the airport, large windows, people waiting in uncomfortable seats, and everything.

I turned to the bank again and decided to walk down that hallway and soon came upon a foodcourt.  Thinking "wtf?" at this point, I doubled back and went back down the stairs, and coming up the stairs was gopherguts1218 !  I was like, "omghai!"  We talked a bit, and apparently he was just roaming around taking pictures.  Then he had to leave, and I asked him if he took a picture of the rainbow earlier.  He said he did; so I asked him if he could send it to me.  He told me that he'd text me.  I blinked.

Then I woke up...and it was still night.

I hate to admit it, but suddenly, the Vatican seems so much cooler! XDDDD

Watch here: http://www.anilinkz.com/hellsing/hellsing-ultimate-episode-5/

I swear, I was going to go crazy. I KNOW that I've heard you before, and it definitely wasn't from FMA the very first time I heard it. In fact, Ooshima Michiru, damn you!! You've deceived me!! And I'm not sure if you've put a disclaimer for this piece that...you used in the series, but...damn you! Rargh...





Chopin's Etude in E Major Op. 10 No. 3

Also known as...

Ooshima Michiru
"Wakare no Kyoku"
Fullmetal Alchemist OST


I think I'll overlook Ooshima-san's "Unmei" (aka Beethoven's Fifth Symphony "theme"), I suppose. At least the title means the same thing and doesn't throw me off too terribly. *sighs*



Well...now that that's all out of the way *phew*

That was...awkward.

*looks down at boobies* You okay down there?  Shock factor hasn't lifted for you yet either?

Yeah...time for some intervention. *grabs milano* 

At American Music, while waiting for Janiece to arrive for our meeting...

Me: *browses around and hears cackles and obnoxious laughter* *keens* No. Way... *turns and feels a deathly chill run up my spine*  Ohhhhhh shit!!!
Birdo: Hi~!!!!!!!
Me: Hey...
Birdo: You gonna teach here too?
Me: Yeah...*wait a minute...TOO~~~?!?!?!?*
*door opens and I look up to smile and wave at Christine, who also just so happens to be looking for a teaching position...watches as Christine balks for a split-second at seeing Birdo before retaining her cheerful disposition*
*Janiece walks in, greets everyone, and shows us to the back in order to give us a rundown of what to expect as instructors*

Janiece: Lessee, *points at Christine* Now, you said you'd like to teach voice, is that right?  Is there anything else you can provide instruction in?  *blahblahblah* *points at Birdo* I don't want to get started on you. *points at me* You are flute, right?  Anything else?
Christine: Well, we both play tenor saxophone with the UOG jazz ba---
Birdo: All three of us play tenor saxophone, and I do annny woodwind instrument you need.
Janiece: Brass?  Trumpet? Trombone?
Birdo: Tuba.
Janiece: I only ask because my daughter plays trumpet.
Birdo: I'd rather not, but if you need me, I'm there. I also--
Christine: In UOG, we've also taken some beginning and intermediate piano classes...
Birdo: Pssssssshhh...piano too, but I'd rather not.

Janiece: I wonder where Fred is?  I hope he can still make it.
Christine: Freddy?  Freddy Bordallo?
Janiece: Yeah.  He's the new drum teacher.
Me & Christine: *rolls eyes*
Birdo: .......*rolls eyes* Pssshhhhhhhh*

*while filling out info sheets*
Birdo: Bio?  Can I just give you my website?
Janiece: Sure.  A website's great.
Birdo: Great!  Which one do you want?  I have my main page, and you can also look me up on the Guam Symphony website.
Me & Christine: *filling out bio sheets* ...............................................
Birdo: *jabber jabber jabber jabber jabber* Oh, man, I need to check my schedule.  It's just all blegh.  I mean, I even get the governor calling me sometimes, asking me to play for this and this and this and this...*lets out Birdo shriek of laughter*

*leaving*
Me: *gets in car*
Christine: *rolls down window and looks at me* Oh. My. GAWD!!!!  I thought we got rid of her!!
Me: *can't say anything because I'm laughing in order to dispell my unease at the prospect of having to work with Birdo*


*driving*
Me: *behind a white Nissan Sentra with a bumper sticker that says "I love Jesus.  What about you?"*  At the moment? ...He has a very sick sense of humor.

In case you were wondering what the hell I was taking about (Jeannie, Adrian, and Jennifer), here's the video...

I told you, Jennifer!!! XDDDD

Everything's cyclic.  Whatever the hell they did before, it's just gonna start all over again.  Or...sort of.  Wait...*remembers* "other" Syaoran....

Clearly, when  you think you understand the plot of this manga, you...really don't. -_- 

 It first started off at home in Beijing with my parents around midnight when dad suddenly up and said, "Let's go skiing!"

So we got our things ready and called a driver to take us to the ski resort.  When we got there, Dad was saying, "I hope you got your sneakers.  Last time you didn't have shoes on at the peak."  Sure enough, on my feet were a pair of brand new New Balance white sneakers.

We make our way up to the observation deck, where we see, on some levels below us, some ladies were sitting at a table, fingerpainting.  Then I fell asleep on the observation deck for a while.  I was woken up by the change in pressure on the wooden floor, as if someone was walking around on it.  Standing up, I went looking for my dad, who came and said, "We were looking all over for you!  Let's go.  We got here around two in the morning.  There's nothing left to do here."

So we start down the stairs, and Mom meets us halfway.  She asked where I wanted to go next, and I just shrugged.

Somehow, we were in Taiwan next waiting for a train because...apparently, Mom really wanted to ride the train.  We were waiting in front of the doors to the bathroom, and Dad told me that there weren't any toilets in the train.  So I went to the ladies' room to find...

A bunch of ceramic toilets cluttered in the space around the sink area.  Some where shaped like low urinals, and others looked like the egg chair from Men in Black.  The toilets stood in a row reaching the back of the bathroom, where finally, I saw the regular shaped toilets.  For the stalls, there were four stalls where you have the average squatter where the toilet is on the floor, typical Asian style.  Then the last two toilets were Western-style, and I opted to wait for one of those.

A lady came out and went to wash her hands; so I took the stall she was in and went to do my business.  There was a table beside the toilet with small cloth boxes scattered on top.  I couldn't figure out how to flush; so somehow, Dad came in, and I figured out that there were magnets stuck to each cloth box.  He was gone by the time I started stacking the cloth boxes one on top of another.  Then I pushed down on them, and the toilet flushed.  At this time, the stall walls disappeared, and I was with the bunch of other women also using the bathroom.

Details after this were a bit muddled, but when I flushed, for reason I had hung my pants over the side of the toilet seat;so the water came up and got it wet.  It wasn't a clean wet too.  The water was a bit yellowed. > >;;  I wondered if it only happened to me, and I saw a lady (the one who used the stall before me) wringing out her "yellowed" white shirt while talking to another lady, saying that she really liked the Western style toilets.  I was getting my clothes on, and the first time, Andy (an old friend from church) came in to tell me that my parents were waiting for me.  Then later on, my mom came in, saying "We are waiting.  We are waiting" while helping me get all of my "effects" together.

Lastly, my sister came, and I started rattling on to her in English.  The other women in the bathroom were intrigued, especially that one who really liked the Western style toilet.  Then they started gathering around me and my sister, saying how they were so jealous of us being able to speak English and how they're more jealous of my sister because her Chinese is just as good.  Then they started saying names, just to make sure we weren't tricking them into thinking that we weren't from America, all the while backing us into a corner of the bathroom.


Then I woke up. 

At least this dream was a lot tamer than that other bathroom dream I had. ><

OH MEE GAH!!!

Introducing moar from MKR, bitches! XDDDDDDDDDDDD 







Omg, that was the end?  o o   Please don't tell me that was the end.  THAT BETTER HAVE NOT BEEN THE END!!!! ><

What about the non-clones, huh?!?!?!?!?!?!?  What do they get?!

And Kurogane and Fai?!


Sons of bitches ><


Chu...T T

This time, the dream was about Marc playing the lead role in a UOG "original" production of some...story about a tranny.  The original story was a movie with Denzel Washington playing the role of the tranny.  Basically, there's this little kid who, in his childhood, has more feminine qualities than male.  A fire burns his house down, crippling him, and he spends most of his...her adolescent years being discriminated against by her peers and the adults around her.  Then she's all, "bitch, I'm gonna walk again!  You just wait..." and went to get therapy for her legs.  Even in the hospital, she was made fun of and shit by the nurses and other patients.  However, there was one nurse who was willing to become friends with her.  So after a long time, she goes back home, and her parents show all their friends, "look!  My little baby's walking!"

Somehow the movie ended like that.  But anyway...

UOG was making an original production, a musical.  In this, it seems as if we were all noobs during rehearsal because during the performance, Marc never sang loud enough, the dances were fuckin' stupid...I think the only cool part was the Michael Jackson song, but that happens later on.

Depicting the birth of our main character, a bunch of girls went up on stage and sang this one...Filipino song, which...I don't even know if it's a real song or not.  They were wearing nurse scrubs, and well...I guess my mind was going to work with stereotypes and everything. XD  The song itself sounded like one of those love ballads that were resung by Filipino singers (quite frankly, I really hate those songs; so God knows why they were stuck in my dream).  Needless to say, the performers sang it way too soft, and the audience members just sat there, seething, and didn't applaud as they exited stage right.

Next was a song sung by Marc.  He was wearing pig-tails and was sucking on a lollipop.  It was a happy-happy song.  However, again, Marc sang too softly, the dance was static and stupid, and...yeah. 

Then, the Michael Jackson song...for the scene where the house is on fire.  Our guy performers came out with fire hoses and all, and somehow, the intro to Billy Jean came on.  So they were singing to that, going into the audience and doing a couple of Michael's moves.  Casey was a performer there too.  How bizarre. ><

Then...mercifully, I woke up and decided not to fall back asleep.

One more hour before I can go to sleep.

There were whisperings out my window earlier, and I swear...one day, my paranoia will become the death of me. 


EDIT:

It's almost seven.  I want to shoot the chickens out my window. -_-

Ingredients:

1 Salmon fillet
Handful of chopped cabbage
5 tbsps Nancy's plain yogurt
1/2 cup coconut milk
1 pckg instant ramen
2 tsp flaxseed oil
Dried and/or fresh herbs
Salt (seasoned to taste)

Procedure:

1. In a small frying pan, cook salmon and cabbage in oil until salmon is only slightly pink.
2. Add in yogurt to the cabbage and distribute evenly.
3. Pour in coconut milk until it has a soupy/saucy texture and season with herbs (I used some rosemary, parsley, oregano, and pepper)
4. Take noodles only from instant noodle package and rinse before placing within the sauce
5. Check salmon for preferred done-ness while waiting for noodles to cook thoroughly
6. Let simmer for two minutes
7. Turn off the heat and let sit for three minutes, to allow the sauce to thicken
8. Serve and enjoy!

A tangy, creamy flavor with the fragrant flavor of coconut milk! 

I blame my paranoia and inability to fall asleep when I see shadows moving out my window.  I was supposed to go job-hunting and paying my rent today and ended up falling asleep in my chair instead.  Oh well...tomorrow!

In the meantime, here's a nifty little thing from whiteadelphi ... 

( No's and Yes's! )

That could pass for some...movie-thing.

The thing starts off in some poor, rural province in China, and the main characters were a boy and a girl.  They're stuck with the same, boring old lives for the longest time, the girl wanting to go off to other places, and the boy being this meek little tyke who keeps getting bullied by other kids.  His older sister ran away from home in order to find a living for herself elsewhere, and his parents got mad at him for it...promptly beating him up.  The boy, wanting to get away from it all, pleads with the girl to run away with him, using this one high-class train ticket that his sister left for him.  It seats for two married people; so the girl would go, pretending to be his wife.  The girl tells him to wait it out, to see if there was one last thing in this province that would give them reason to stay.

One day, at a train station, some jackass starts going on about how the boy's sister went off and became a slut.  The girl got angry and stormed off, the boy following...worried about his friend's temper.  They come to a point where she stops walking, turns around, and apologizes.  She then asks where the next train station should be.  The boy doesn't know; so they both set off walking...running, really, following the railroad tracks.  They meet up with other people, walking the same road, and they pass by the evening scenery, the lit cities and stuff like that.

In the morning, they make it to Beijing central (how, I don't know).  The girl goes, "welcome to Beijing central!" and the boy promptly sticks his head in the trash and throws up.  She apologizes to him for dragging him along like this.  He looks at her and half-playfully (half sick of her apologizing) calls her "roshi", which meant something in my dream, but I forgot what it was.  She grows incensed and calls him "toto", which was the dog from the Wizard of Oz.

They wander around the city first, amazed at how large everything was.  They also managed to buy some new clothes (with what money, this dream never told me) and went off to look for a train station.  They decide to save the high class ticket for later and buy economy seat tickets instead.  As they wait in the train, the girl and boy start thinking of the parents back home and how they were doing, whether or not they realized that the children had left.  A car pulls up beside the train under their window, and out comes a woman with bright orange hair (in my dream, she had the face of my student's mother).  The orange hair was something she did while in the city, but the kids recognized the woman as the boy's mother.  The mother looked up and saw her son just as the train started up and began moving away.  The girl asks if the boy's alright, and the boy turns, glaring at her, and calls her "roshi".  She, in turn, puffs her cheeks and calls him "toto".

The rest of the dream happens on the train.  The children grow up and pretty much forget the life they used to live.  Except for...there's this one instance where, the girl thinks back to her old home, looks out the train window at night, and tries to see the lights of her province.  Then she finds that there is an entire streak of light that are a number of different fields, and she realizes that it would be impossible to find her poor province in the midst of all those other provinces.  The boy thinks she's being stupid and calls her "roshi".  She doesn't respond; so the boy grows quiet after a while and pulls her in an embrace.

Their friendship deepens into a "sort-of" romance as the dream progresses, and they learn the layout of the train.  The back few cars are used for young artists, an easel and canvas set up in each compartment.  The boy takes the girl's hand and leads her to the last compartment where they make love for the first time.  Of course, they get caught, and the boy gets beaten nearly to death.  They break his leg and leave them both in the back compartment.

The girl dresses his wounds, finding a walking stick for him to use.  As he's lying there while she cleans the cuts and bruises, she kisses his cheek and calls him "toto...-jijii" (jijii, which is Japanese for grandfather).  He sulks and calls her "roshi", and she just smiles softly.

In the next scene, the two have aged a lot, their hair graying out.  Still, they were both very happy.  Before, the boy was stuck in a wheel chair for a while because of the injuries sustained from getting beat up by the train security, but here, he was able to stand up and revert back to the stick.  The woman, folding the chair up, claps and smiles at his early attempts at walking again.

The last scene is sort of weird.  It's a performance in a first-class compartment of the train (using the ticket from long ago) where they both wear suits, the collars stuck on the top of their heads.  They flail their arms in a sort of synchronized motion, and little by little, the collar slips down their head, revealing their foreheads.  Then the woman's head pops through, and she's wearing an earthy orange wild wig, which she pats into place.  The man's head pops out too, and he's wearing another kind of funny wig.  He tosses an arm over the woman's shoulder and kisses her cheek, smiling and calling her "roshi".  She pretends to sulk, crossing her arms and calling him "toto-jijii".

(blackout)

Lol...that was it.

OMG!  I should be sleeping, but I can't help it!!! I found it!!!!!

Here: 
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Or else...this could be me....

Mental Midnight Ramblings




Point: To deliver your punchline before the other person realizes they just said something stupid...

Voice 1 "Hey, did you bring the assfor?"
Voice 2 " Do I really want to---"
Voice 1 "For sitting on, stupid!  The joke's on...wait..."


I find it strange that many international bestselling books I come across these days concern an author's attempt to penetrate the human mind...

I really wonder how a cat would look like if you rub his fur with a balloon.

My cat's learned how to open doors, like the raptors in Jurassic Park.  What is the world coming to?  

I still have two exams left, and my brain is already decomposing.  De-composing, get it? XD

TWO MORE EXAMS!!!  And then I can...no, wait...TWO MORE SONGS AFTER THAT!!! T T

And THEN I can go back to making friends whom I will never ever have to meet...ever. ^ ^

 

Oh mai gawd, my character's sthooooo hawt.

Too bad her face looks like a skinnier version of my Aunt Bitch.

"Hey, check out this new sword Zodd gave me as a present.."

It's a very odd sensation, doing listening reports two days in a row, going from Prokofiev to Penderecki to Partch, from Neo-Classicism to atonal to avant garde and minimalism.

What's even more odd is when you've pulled an all nighter, and around seven in the morning, while listening to Partch's "And on the 7th Day Petals fell in Petaluma", you start having hallucinations of yourself wearing pink flower slippers that actually belonged to Debussy and really weren't your style.

Then you suddenly jerk yourself out of your daze and realize that, while you were gone for those few seconds, you've written "The texture of this piece causes pink slippers in the wrong style era."

You doze off again, and next thing you know, your cat is tap-dancing and playing prepared piano, and you think to yourself, "my cat should smile more. It would make his performance more lively."

Then you wake up, and you've written something like, "Baby's piece was full of dynamic phrasings and a wide variety of articulatory techniques and dancing in little black boots."

There were more...some about monkey fish and fannicides, free chester, and glass fireworks.

Here's to you, minimalist thinkers... I don't think I'll ever pick up drugs.



( Cool Music Stuffs )

I've been having a recurring dream...or not so much.  There's always something a little different each time, but the characters are the same.

The main thing is that I'd always be walking through a sort of park with my family, following a path that leads to nowhere in particular.  And in all of these dreams, there's a dark cloaked man on a black horse (much like the Zorro figure) who claims that his main target is my mother but will kill anyone who gets in the way.  Also, when he targets someone, no one can see him except that one person, and when they see him or sense that he's near, there's this overwhelming pain that jabs their side as they continue walking.

The target so far in the past few dreams has been me, but unlike the people who've been targeted before me, I've been evading death every night.

There's something new about this dream though.  At the beginning of tonight's dream, I was playing with paper airplanes, and they were being blown by really strong gusts of wind.  There is a four-way crossroad, and before it, there's a tree on my right where many paper airplanes are hung.  Those were always there in my dreams, but I've never actually played with the airplanes before.

And ever since I've been targeted, at the crossroads, there's always the voice of a little boy coming from the road on the left telling me not to go any further because He's there waiting for me.  However, Dream Me is stupid and keeps walking.

In past dreams, the black rider has always come up from behind.  I know because I'd always feel the pain in my side first.  This time though, the black rider was in front of me, flitting between the trees that line the concrete path we walk on.  My parents and sister don't react.  They don't see him, but I begin to feel the pain in my side.  I don't tell them anything though.  Still, instinctively, we all step off the path in front of the black rider and begin to walk around him.  My parents and sister step back on the path, but my side really hurts and I lag behind.  Only...the black rider is now -on- the path while I'm on the grass, and he walks right beside me, following the pace I set.

My dad suddenly realizes that something's wrong, and he turns around, picking me up, and with my family, we run to the end of the path.  In my previous dreams, there never has been the end of the path, just an ongoing path...but I saw this time that the path led to a chapel of sorts.  The black rider was inside, its horse trotting violently around the altar.

I grab onto my dad's shirt and tell him that the black rider's inside and that I didn't want to go in.  However my dad told me that we have no choice but to go in.  So we kept walking forward...

And then I woke up.

Everytime I wake up, there's still a slight pain lingering in my side, and I'm scared as all fuck.

I went out to use the bathroom, and my cat was all really clingy and shit for some odd reason.

I don't know.  The basic dream has been happening for quite a while now.  It's not every day, and it seems as if the more I dream it, the more elaborate the details become.

And quite frankly, to dream about being victim to something that no one else can see and to have it following you all the damn time really creeps me out. 


I'm going to go read something...anything now so that when I go back to sleep, I'll hopefully dream of other, more pleasant things. -_-

So I screwed up.  Not a big deal, right?

Fucker...

Today's as good a day as any to get myself thoroughly smashed.



Here's to the bullshit performance I did today. *cheers...* 

Hay guys,

Today (May 6th) is our Fine Arts department student recital at 19:00 in the fine arts theater.  Admission is free, and there's a reception afterward.  So even if you don't come to support us, you can come for the promise of free food!



Also,  Friday and Saturday (May 8th and 9th) are our Fine Arts department Spring concerts, featuring five well-known tunes performed by the University Singers and a series of works by "The Beatles", "Earth, Wind, and Fire", and other artists performed by the University Jazz Band.

Performance will start at 20:00.  Admission for students is $3 and for adults is $5, and all proceeds will be supporting the University Jazz Band as they prepare to participate in a music festival held in Shizuoka, Japan.



Please come and show some love for our university musicians!

Why did you have to undergo so many fuckin' innovations during this period?!   It's overwhelming, and in three chapters, I've gathered very little information on much else.

Why?!?!?!!

Why do you give me such a hard time? 

I'm done!  Yess~~~~


I lie!!!!  So much other shietz to do.  Fuck!

*sighs*

On a side note, I've opted not to stay in Japan an extra few days after the festival.  Sad, but saves me money. 

Please welcome the newest member of the Jean Ann family household!

Special thanks to Duggie and Rhea for...teh smexy!
 

And here's a sample of the first fruits of my labor...practice...thing. XD

Oh God...Ohgodohgodohgodohgodohgod...

I can't find my phone.  I don't know if I left it in the studio or in that car.  I don't know if it fell out of the car and got smashed by tires.  I don't know if it's sitting out in the sun or if someone stole it.

I'm scared...and I don't have money to buy a new phone, and I have things saved on that phone that are precious to me!

And now I'm just starting to get pissed off!!! 


Edit:  My dad's going to kill me...

They were actually pretty funny this morning.

I was living on campus with a shitload of other people, and we were divided into separate houses that are named after their sponsors.  I got the house sponsored by PDN.  

Anyhow, while attending the school, I was also betrothed/engaged to a student in another house.  Unfortunately, I found out that he was dating some random chick, and I flew into a righteous fury and paid a visit to his dorm.  His roommate defended me, surprisingly...and oddly enough, I think his roommate was James Aevermann.  o o;;  

The girl left; it wasn't her fault.  She didn't know that my fiance was a taken fellow.  Of course, my fiance was in soooo much trouble. XD  But we cuddled for a little, and somehow, I dreamed up memories of our childhood.  XD  Then we were like, "shit!  Curfew!" because I still had to get back to my dorm.  I decided to jump out the window, which was actually a fairly silly idea...I dunno why.  The dormmates just kept laughing when the prospect of climbing over the railing came up.  They were laughing at my fiance though, not me.

Then Tim decided to climb out the window first, just to figure out how to do it.  I followed him and came to the sidewalk where he started shaking and rubbing his arms because it's too fuckin' cold.  (It's springtime)  I then told him that I needed shoes because I apparently made my mad dash to their dorm with bare feet...in spring.  (wtf?)  So he's like, "Oh, just wear my zori.  I need to go get a jacket."  So he went back inside, but I didn't follow him.  I started trudging back to my dorm.  

On the way, I met up with one of the security guards, who was also a student at the school.  She kept good company, mostly because she kept trying to talk to me.  Then she offered to show me how to...I think it was, carve clay.  I forget.  But then she said that they're learning the Faure style of engraving, and I got interested...only because it was Faure.  Although, one has to wonder why Faure was dabbling in clay sculptures. 

Between her dorm and mine, there was a cherry blossom tree, which was in full bloom, which I thought was the gorgeous thing I've ever dreamed up.  

Then I smelled rotting corpses, and the security guard told me that it was from the St. Mary's dorm, which was right in front of mine.  They have their own method of dealing with heretics, if the pile of dead bodies placed outside were anything to go by. 

(I can't remember my fiance's face or name.  Pooters.  Maybe next time...)

Yeah, that was dream #1:

The second dream was about student recital at the end of this semester.  The performances I remember most from my dream were mine and Rich's though.

I was fooling around backstage while Rich was playing his "Teeth of the Sea"...on timpani instead of congas.  And then he got full applause.  After bowing and shit, he then started to tear apart the timpani, unscrewing the head and whatnot, kind of like when rockstars throw their guitars up in the air and break them or something.  Then he gave the audience a "rock out!" sign and exited stage right.

Of course, they took a while after that clearing the timpani off the stage.  Soon it was my turn to perform when I realized that I was wearing a t-shirt with no bottoms.  So I was like, "shit!" and ran into the bathroom to put on a skirt.  I walked out with my flute, but because I took so long, they closed the sliding doors that act like...curtains, sort of.  I stepped onto the middle of the stage when the sliding doors parted, and I was a bit nervous at first, but when I saw the five or six people (who all play in the recital, including Ben and Jun) sitting as the only members of the audience, I started laughing.

Then I woke up.

Heheh...yeah. XD

Using ONLY SONG TITLES from ONE artist, cleverly answer these questions

Pick a band/artist: David Bowie

1. Are you male or female? "China Girl"

2. Describe yourself: "The Dreamers" 

3. How do you feel about yourself: "I Feel Free"

4. Describe your ex boyfriend/girlfriend:  "Looking for Lester"...lol, nahhh.. "Wild Eyed Boy from Freecloud"

5. Describe your current boyfriend/girlfriend: "I Know It's Gonna Happen Someday" 

6. Describe your current location: "Underground"

7. Describe where you want to be: "I Have Not Been to Oxford Town"

8. Your best friend is:  "Dancing in the Street"

9. Your favorite color:  "Blue Jean"

10. You know that:  "The Pretty Things are Going to Hell"

11. What's the weather like:  "White Light White Heat"

12. If your life was a television show:  "Tumble and Twirl"

13. What is life to you:  "The Width of a Circle"

14. What is the best advice you have to give:  "Hang On To Yourself"

15. Something you are looking forward to:  "Changes"

16. If you could change your name what would you change it to:  "Who Can I Be Now"

17. How would you like to die:  "As the World Falls Down"
 

Is it wrong of me to say that Tan Dun's like a little boy on that podium? XD