Another night, another nightmare. What's newwwwwww
It was late at night and I'm trying to get to some friends who are doing a late night shift at the car entrance of school.. There's basically someone at the entrance at all hours, ready to direct cars to where they need to be, or answer questions. I'm coming FROM the school to visit, so I'm unprotected by a car. Just me and some other people on foot.
The almighty catch is--there are untamed, uncaged animals on the walk from school to where they work. It's basically like Jurassic Park sans dinosaurs, but with other crazy animals like lions and tigers instead (maybe this could be better compared to Jumanji). Anyway. So to get to the entrance you have to either ninja your way through in order not to wake the animals or run really, really fast. Basically in my dream I was doing both. I fiiiiiiinally get to the front to see that everyone's having a blast on the job. I'm so tired but eventually the sun comes up and we could go back to school when their shift is done.
Next it's time for class. The weird thing is, the school is an indoor school so the entrance is like a foyer-type entrance.. Think Mario on DS (the one where you have to get stars) where it's just a circle-type hallway with doors. So I go to my first class and it's rather uneventful. But then I go to my second class which is right next door and it's math class.
Amanda is in the class with me, but she decides not to save me a seat. However, the only way you're allowed to leave the class is if you and a partner are able to correctly answer a question. Since she chose to sit next to someone else, she already had a partner. And, surprise surprise, there were 25 people in the class and everyone was partnered off except me. You weren't allowed to do the problem by yourself, so basically I was stuck.
And that's how my dream ended. O_o
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Someone who will put up with the things loving me can bring
But still be there to see us through
Someone who would put up with the strange and complicated things
Cause I would do the same for her too
Someone who I can be real with, ain´t gotta be perfect
Because loving one another is all that matters
It´s not hard to explain, so believe me when I say
That I found all of that in you
Everything I feel..
Zombie dreams
Another interesting night during my unconscious slumber.
What started out as a good dream ended up as a nightmare. Problem is, I can't remember the good part because it was overshadowed by the zombies.
I end up agreeing to go on a pleasant bike ride (with.. I can't remember who I was with). It is scenic and nice, there are jolly people all around. We continue down this pathway that is slightly downhill the whole ride. We then stumble upon this yard full of workers with long sticks in their hands, which causes us to slow down.
I have to do a double-take, and it dawns on me that these workers are glowing a sort of bluish/whitish color. And are somewhat transparent, lacking solid physical properties. And the sticks in their hands aren't sticks, but spears. ZOMBIES! WITH SPEARS! Away in the distance there IS a real human, working a cashier-type desk, who warns me that if I keep going down I will never return. I panic, upon seeing zombies with spears and being told I could never return, and I immediately jump off my bike.
The cashier guy (it was weird) told me the only way I could get back up now is by purchasing this spring thing that would shoot me back up. But I ignore him and try running back up the way that I came from only to find that I couldn't go back, no matter how hard I ran.
At that point, I woke up in a panic and it was 8am. And I haven't been able to go back to sleep.. -.-
Time to get my day going, I guess.
What started out as a good dream ended up as a nightmare. Problem is, I can't remember the good part because it was overshadowed by the zombies.
I end up agreeing to go on a pleasant bike ride (with.. I can't remember who I was with). It is scenic and nice, there are jolly people all around. We continue down this pathway that is slightly downhill the whole ride. We then stumble upon this yard full of workers with long sticks in their hands, which causes us to slow down.
I have to do a double-take, and it dawns on me that these workers are glowing a sort of bluish/whitish color. And are somewhat transparent, lacking solid physical properties. And the sticks in their hands aren't sticks, but spears. ZOMBIES! WITH SPEARS! Away in the distance there IS a real human, working a cashier-type desk, who warns me that if I keep going down I will never return. I panic, upon seeing zombies with spears and being told I could never return, and I immediately jump off my bike.
The cashier guy (it was weird) told me the only way I could get back up now is by purchasing this spring thing that would shoot me back up. But I ignore him and try running back up the way that I came from only to find that I couldn't go back, no matter how hard I ran.
At that point, I woke up in a panic and it was 8am. And I haven't been able to go back to sleep.. -.-
Time to get my day going, I guess.
Monday, June 28, 2010
Still having AiR dreams... -.-
Last night I had a really vivid dream involving AiR.
In the dream it was the day of our winter concert, for which our theme was some Christmas or winter holiday theme (think Christmas trees, presents, red/green ensembles, etc.). However, I FAILED as a director because I had forgotten to book a room. So I call the room reservation office and I tell them my dilemma, and a lady named Daniela tries to help and ask what kind of room I'd need.
I tell them the usual: 145/155 Dwinelle, 10 Evans, 105 North Gate, 2040/2050/2060 VLSB, etc. Of course, not surprisingly, all the rooms are booked.
I tell her then that we need a room, any room, big enough to fit us. She puts me on hold to find one.. But she puts me on hold for so long that I put the phone down (without putting it on speaker, so dumb). When I pick the phone up again after what seems like an hour she's in the middle of talking after already having mentioned the room, and she says bye but I stay on the line. I'm frantically saying "Hello?" into the phone and someone finally picks up, and I explain that I've just been given a room assignment but I didn't hear it. This new lady puts me on hold again, for a really long time, and I put down the phone AGAIN (stupid mistake twice in one dream? What's up with that..) and of course I pick up the phone just as she finished saying the room assignment AGAIN and is hanging up. I call the office back, but I get an automated answering saying, "Hi you've reached the Room Reservations Office. Our hours are Monday to Friday 8am-5pm..."
By now it's almost 10pm, and our show starts at 10pm, so I tell the group we just have to go and we'll pick a room.
We get there around 10:30pm, pick a room in Wurster (random), and then start singing to our audience, which is just my mom because no one knew where the show was. Then one of the room reservation people comes in and starts yelling at us that we're not allowed to be in there... And I explain that Daniela said we could be in there, and she then finds Daniela who says it's fine.
We continue singing, and another room reservation person (this time a guy, who, in my dream, happens to be one of the teachers from my high school, and also a member of my old Church) comes in and tries yelling at us, and I go outside to explain the situation and ask him if there are better rooms available for the next night of our show. He shows me the list and most of the ones that are available are the military base rooms (yeah, wth?).
When I woke up we were in the middle of looking up rooms that we could use, but that's about it.
I guess there are still some things on my mind about my year as AiR director, things that still haunt me, maybe? Or maybe I'm just having withdrawals. But seriously, that was definitely a mini-nightmare and I hate waking up to that unsettling feeling. Hopefully today as a day makes up for it.
In the dream it was the day of our winter concert, for which our theme was some Christmas or winter holiday theme (think Christmas trees, presents, red/green ensembles, etc.). However, I FAILED as a director because I had forgotten to book a room. So I call the room reservation office and I tell them my dilemma, and a lady named Daniela tries to help and ask what kind of room I'd need.
I tell them the usual: 145/155 Dwinelle, 10 Evans, 105 North Gate, 2040/2050/2060 VLSB, etc. Of course, not surprisingly, all the rooms are booked.
I tell her then that we need a room, any room, big enough to fit us. She puts me on hold to find one.. But she puts me on hold for so long that I put the phone down (without putting it on speaker, so dumb). When I pick the phone up again after what seems like an hour she's in the middle of talking after already having mentioned the room, and she says bye but I stay on the line. I'm frantically saying "Hello?" into the phone and someone finally picks up, and I explain that I've just been given a room assignment but I didn't hear it. This new lady puts me on hold again, for a really long time, and I put down the phone AGAIN (stupid mistake twice in one dream? What's up with that..) and of course I pick up the phone just as she finished saying the room assignment AGAIN and is hanging up. I call the office back, but I get an automated answering saying, "Hi you've reached the Room Reservations Office. Our hours are Monday to Friday 8am-5pm..."
By now it's almost 10pm, and our show starts at 10pm, so I tell the group we just have to go and we'll pick a room.
We get there around 10:30pm, pick a room in Wurster (random), and then start singing to our audience, which is just my mom because no one knew where the show was. Then one of the room reservation people comes in and starts yelling at us that we're not allowed to be in there... And I explain that Daniela said we could be in there, and she then finds Daniela who says it's fine.
We continue singing, and another room reservation person (this time a guy, who, in my dream, happens to be one of the teachers from my high school, and also a member of my old Church) comes in and tries yelling at us, and I go outside to explain the situation and ask him if there are better rooms available for the next night of our show. He shows me the list and most of the ones that are available are the military base rooms (yeah, wth?).
When I woke up we were in the middle of looking up rooms that we could use, but that's about it.
I guess there are still some things on my mind about my year as AiR director, things that still haunt me, maybe? Or maybe I'm just having withdrawals. But seriously, that was definitely a mini-nightmare and I hate waking up to that unsettling feeling. Hopefully today as a day makes up for it.
Sunday, June 27, 2010
Thursday, June 10, 2010
The Post-Grad Life
Life after college graduation is .. pretty anti-climactic for me, to say the least. I'm still in Berkeley working a job that's paying me fairly good money but for crappy crappy hours. I'm slightly jealous of my friends who got to go on the East Coast for internships and jobs, livin' big city 9-5 lives while I'm stuck in smalltown Berk (yes, DCho & KChou, I'm pretty jealous I'm not in NY right now like you!!!).
But that's beside the point. This summer is more of a transitional phase for me more than anything. Time to get my money right and do last-minute things in Berk that I didn't get to do in 4 years (haha). It also allows me to be closer to my love who's in Sac, but a 1-hour drive beats an 8-hour drive ANYDAY.
I've been actively perusing job listings to see what the market is like.. As a recent graduate I don't have much experience in the law-related workforce, so oftentimes the places I could apply to are limited. But it's all good, it's part of the experience. It's a scary thing, putting yourself out there for everyone to judge whether you're worthy enough of a job or not, but c'est la vie, n'est pas?
On the bright side, I've been having a fairly awesome summer so far. Just had an awesome weekend in San Diego with my bestfriends. Got super tan too! Now I'm just Berkeley chillin', doing the active job search thang, etc.
I ALSO BOUGHT TICKETS TO HAWAII FOR AUGUST! I'm super excited; I've never been and now I get to go with my boyfriend and 2 of my bestfriends. I'm so lucky (:
Anyway, that's all for now. My life is boring but I guess it's just a sign that I'm growing up. No new news to report, except that my work life is chill as I'm coming correct with my finances, my love life is AMAAAAZING, my friends life is also awesome. Life in general is good, BLESSED more than anything.
But that's beside the point. This summer is more of a transitional phase for me more than anything. Time to get my money right and do last-minute things in Berk that I didn't get to do in 4 years (haha). It also allows me to be closer to my love who's in Sac, but a 1-hour drive beats an 8-hour drive ANYDAY.
I've been actively perusing job listings to see what the market is like.. As a recent graduate I don't have much experience in the law-related workforce, so oftentimes the places I could apply to are limited. But it's all good, it's part of the experience. It's a scary thing, putting yourself out there for everyone to judge whether you're worthy enough of a job or not, but c'est la vie, n'est pas?
On the bright side, I've been having a fairly awesome summer so far. Just had an awesome weekend in San Diego with my bestfriends. Got super tan too! Now I'm just Berkeley chillin', doing the active job search thang, etc.
I ALSO BOUGHT TICKETS TO HAWAII FOR AUGUST! I'm super excited; I've never been and now I get to go with my boyfriend and 2 of my bestfriends. I'm so lucky (:
Anyway, that's all for now. My life is boring but I guess it's just a sign that I'm growing up. No new news to report, except that my work life is chill as I'm coming correct with my finances, my love life is AMAAAAZING, my friends life is also awesome. Life in general is good, BLESSED more than anything.
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
Ends & Beginnings
I officially walked in my graduation ceremonies 3 weeks ago. At the ceremonies the student speakers always mentioned something about how "this isn't only an end but also a beginning." Of course, we hear this at every graduation. But it didn't really hit me until yesterday that it's more of an end than I've been allowing myself to believe.
Over the past weekend I officially moved out of the apartment. With the help of my awesomely awesome boyfriend, his cousin, and some friends, I finally got ALL my stuff out over a 3-day period (I don't even have that much stuff). I also had to clean the apartment. It was a really stressful experience, and moving in general is such a pain, especially since my family moved over spring break back home as well (moving twice in a year, ugh).
After all of this, though, it finally came down to me looking at my completely empty apartment and realizing how good this home was to me for the past 2 years, the last 2 years of my college life. I learned SO MUCH about myself and life in general living in this apartment (and even before that!), I was actually really sad as I was putting my keys away. Please believe that if Amanda were there with me, we probably would've been bawling on the floor together. Instead I had to hold it together in front of my guy roommate :P
Needless to say, I'm now living in a new place.. In a sort of limbo until I get myself back out there. It's always hard to move on from a really important person/place/object in your life, but if it must be done it will be.
With all that said, I have the rest of my life to look forward to. It's time to end the college chapter of my life and open the next one.. Whatever it may be. I never thought I'd get here but it's here, and sooner than I had hoped. But with all the memories that came with that apartment and the past couple of years, I could take everything I've learned and keep growing and learning as I should be.
Of course I'll be a bit sad and sentimental about it for a little while longer... But, like Amanda said, we could always break in sometime in the future and re-live the memories! Hehe, jk. Kinda :P
Channing&Fulton, you've been so good to me. (:
Over the past weekend I officially moved out of the apartment. With the help of my awesomely awesome boyfriend, his cousin, and some friends, I finally got ALL my stuff out over a 3-day period (I don't even have that much stuff). I also had to clean the apartment. It was a really stressful experience, and moving in general is such a pain, especially since my family moved over spring break back home as well (moving twice in a year, ugh).
After all of this, though, it finally came down to me looking at my completely empty apartment and realizing how good this home was to me for the past 2 years, the last 2 years of my college life. I learned SO MUCH about myself and life in general living in this apartment (and even before that!), I was actually really sad as I was putting my keys away. Please believe that if Amanda were there with me, we probably would've been bawling on the floor together. Instead I had to hold it together in front of my guy roommate :P
Needless to say, I'm now living in a new place.. In a sort of limbo until I get myself back out there. It's always hard to move on from a really important person/place/object in your life, but if it must be done it will be.
With all that said, I have the rest of my life to look forward to. It's time to end the college chapter of my life and open the next one.. Whatever it may be. I never thought I'd get here but it's here, and sooner than I had hoped. But with all the memories that came with that apartment and the past couple of years, I could take everything I've learned and keep growing and learning as I should be.
Of course I'll be a bit sad and sentimental about it for a little while longer... But, like Amanda said, we could always break in sometime in the future and re-live the memories! Hehe, jk. Kinda :P
Channing&Fulton, you've been so good to me. (:
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