Sunday, May 09, 2004
Christa Ching dream
I decided to start the blog entry off with a somewhat capitvating title ;) Anyway, a few days ago, I think monday night, I had a really beautiful dream with myself, Duy, Christa, and Ching. Before I continue, I have to clarify something so it doesn't sound weird.
Many, many months ago, Christa was telling me about belle de jour, one of the blogs that was voted for 'best public blog' or something. The blog belongs to a real London call girl (prostitute), and she writes about stuff just like any other person would write about. From there, I started reading My secret life, which is again about another person with a real job, and has a secret life as a prostitute. This one updates more often and I find is more interesting as well. Anyway, I guess there's a stereotype about hookers (uneducated, thus selling their body to make money cuz they can't find a job otherwise), and these blogs kinda throw away these stereotypes - and that's cool. So long story short, I've been reading about the lives of some prostitutes.
So, this brings us back to the dream, which I had a few days ago but was too lazy to write about. It's 8:30 in the morning now - although I woke up at 6:30 - and I thought we were waking up early to make mom breakfast, but I'm the only one awake (other than my baby bro (who's 11 now) who just got up about 5 minutes ago). Happy Mother's Day! ... although I'm sure no mothers read this blog... maybe an 'auntie'... but no real mothers...
So, the dream - I was there, Duy was there, Christa was there, Ching was there. We were in a lounge or something - apparently I think it's supposed to be the airport but it doesn't look like it. So... Christa and Ching were hookers. No, Duy and I didn't hire them, they were just hanging out with us. They were wearing pretty sexy clothes - well, a black skirt and some sparkly top. Anyway, we asked some passerby's to take a picture for us, but then Christa and Ching put on their fur coats, so the pictures wouldn't be as nice ;) Also, my hair looked like crap - I combed it funny so it looks kinda fuzzy on one side, and the other side looks like it belongs to Ludwig Von Beethoven - or like the koopa kid of the same half-name. So we took a picture, us all standing in a row, with them wearing fur coats and us two wearing our winter kinda jackets.
Next, we leave the lounge and we're outside now. It was pretty beautiful outside, around 5 pm in the summer time, so the sun was still out but it was starting to set. So sunset. ... I doubt that has anything to do with Christa's MSN e-mail address :P It just was really pretty out. There was grass and green leaves all over the ground. So anyway, we all first happily run around some house, and a few seconds later, it was just Christa and I left.
So we ran outside some apartment building, with high trees so we can see some sunlight shimmering down from above, and grassy leaves under our feet. We ran into an area and we see a fallen tree, and some indian tribe masks on the tree... I think... and some little children playing around it... and then we ran to another area near apartment buildings, and this area was a bit muddy... so we tried to navigate through it without falling down. I was pushing Christa a bit, so we both almost lost our balance and fell in the mud, but there was this clear concrete part without mud so we slowly fell on that and sat there for a while, and we both were smiling and laughing sooo happily.
We looked around, and there were children playing on merry-go-rounds and stuff. They were all happy and stuff. And.... that pretty much ends the dream. :)
I had another dream today and a few other dreams before, but to emphasize the prettyness of the dream above, I'll just post this dream. And... also to add more emphasis, I'll just end the topic here and post again right afterwards.
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Many, many months ago, Christa was telling me about belle de jour, one of the blogs that was voted for 'best public blog' or something. The blog belongs to a real London call girl (prostitute), and she writes about stuff just like any other person would write about. From there, I started reading My secret life, which is again about another person with a real job, and has a secret life as a prostitute. This one updates more often and I find is more interesting as well. Anyway, I guess there's a stereotype about hookers (uneducated, thus selling their body to make money cuz they can't find a job otherwise), and these blogs kinda throw away these stereotypes - and that's cool. So long story short, I've been reading about the lives of some prostitutes.
So, this brings us back to the dream, which I had a few days ago but was too lazy to write about. It's 8:30 in the morning now - although I woke up at 6:30 - and I thought we were waking up early to make mom breakfast, but I'm the only one awake (other than my baby bro (who's 11 now) who just got up about 5 minutes ago). Happy Mother's Day! ... although I'm sure no mothers read this blog... maybe an 'auntie'... but no real mothers...
So, the dream - I was there, Duy was there, Christa was there, Ching was there. We were in a lounge or something - apparently I think it's supposed to be the airport but it doesn't look like it. So... Christa and Ching were hookers. No, Duy and I didn't hire them, they were just hanging out with us. They were wearing pretty sexy clothes - well, a black skirt and some sparkly top. Anyway, we asked some passerby's to take a picture for us, but then Christa and Ching put on their fur coats, so the pictures wouldn't be as nice ;) Also, my hair looked like crap - I combed it funny so it looks kinda fuzzy on one side, and the other side looks like it belongs to Ludwig Von Beethoven - or like the koopa kid of the same half-name. So we took a picture, us all standing in a row, with them wearing fur coats and us two wearing our winter kinda jackets.
Next, we leave the lounge and we're outside now. It was pretty beautiful outside, around 5 pm in the summer time, so the sun was still out but it was starting to set. So sunset. ... I doubt that has anything to do with Christa's MSN e-mail address :P It just was really pretty out. There was grass and green leaves all over the ground. So anyway, we all first happily run around some house, and a few seconds later, it was just Christa and I left.
So we ran outside some apartment building, with high trees so we can see some sunlight shimmering down from above, and grassy leaves under our feet. We ran into an area and we see a fallen tree, and some indian tribe masks on the tree... I think... and some little children playing around it... and then we ran to another area near apartment buildings, and this area was a bit muddy... so we tried to navigate through it without falling down. I was pushing Christa a bit, so we both almost lost our balance and fell in the mud, but there was this clear concrete part without mud so we slowly fell on that and sat there for a while, and we both were smiling and laughing sooo happily.
We looked around, and there were children playing on merry-go-rounds and stuff. They were all happy and stuff. And.... that pretty much ends the dream. :)
I had another dream today and a few other dreams before, but to emphasize the prettyness of the dream above, I'll just post this dream. And... also to add more emphasis, I'll just end the topic here and post again right afterwards.