Where is my dream?

Never been able to come out with any idea to blog these few days. But I just thought that, if I still don't want to write a few words here, I'll never get the chance to do so anymore. Since I tend to give reasons to myself to skip a particular practice or routine (especially a good and beneficial one) if I do not resume within a few days =.=. Been really addicted to this little Mikun-chan, did nothing besides anticipated so eagerly for her third album (it was supposed to be finished by today but what the heck, stupid download manager, it seems like I need 2 more days =.=, I HATE DOWNLOADING) while listening to her first and second album over and over again for whole day, repeated not less than 30 times for the whole albums I think =.=". Because of her I didn't take the trouble to think of blogging ideas and even reading newspaper, two days papers are stacked by now =.=". But don't know why I got really excited about her, can't stop thinking about her. This situation seems really similar to that I went through when I was in secondary years, that time when I addicted to a Taiwanese artist named Cyndi Wang Xin Ling, I even attended her mini-concert and got her signature, will show you guys in the future when I got my other wife.


What a sudden that I thought about "dream", nope not your great old little kids' grand ambitions but D.R.E.A.M., the real dream. It was only recently that I realized I seldom DREAM lately... Where are my dreams? Where were those sweet memories? Some professionals said that dream reflects our own experiences in life, or even our desire, what we wanted. I have had many many weird, sweet, scary, or unwanted dreams.

I dreamt about being the freakiest warplane pilot ever in the century...

I dreamt about death, me being the dead, wandered around the places that I once visited, the people that I knew. It was deep and hollow... Don't want to recall it again.

I dreamt about weird people I don't know in person, but appeared in my life. They were not supposed to be in my dream, what's wrong?

I dreamt about stones, lots of stones around me, on my head, hands, legs, heart, what the heck... (I consider this as a nightmare back in my childhood, I even cried out loud =.=)

I dreamt about toy story, my own little version of toy story. All my toys just started moving and talking to each other =.=. (tons of Power Rangers)

I dreamt about staying overnight in shopping mall, a little adventure, explored around the mall in the middle of the night. I think I got locked inside, and where the heck did that torchlight came from!?

I dreamt about primary school, my sweet memories with friends, and my crush.

I dreamt about being a superhero, with great mastery of kung-fu =.=".

I dreamt about food, nice food, tons of food, I love food.

I dreamt about going toilet (seriously), a crappy dream =.=.

I dreamt about being a bad guy, was it a shooting frenzy or gang-rape? =.=

Ahem, at last, I remember I had some p******(censored) dreams before, twice I think.

That's all I can recall now, but I think I missed many. It's weird, scientists said we usually won't remember what we dreamt about, yeah that's true. But still I can remember many, but not all. As for now, I really want to dream about Mikun-chan, I have never dreamt for months! Oh gosh give me back my sweet dreams T_T.


Mind to share your special dreams?