<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29969230</id><updated>2011-09-30T05:00:45.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My dreams, ME</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>yohfng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13563080589554503171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>64</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29969230.post-4703858157264255435</id><published>2010-10-29T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T05:47:40.994-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fluffy the rabbit and the giant sleeping snail</title><content type='html'>I fell asleep when I reached home today. So tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt that I have two animals in my house. A giant sleeping snail (not very giant), and a rabbit. Both of them are temporary pets. Let me describe them first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The giant sleeping snail is just the name of the species (I believe it only exists in my dream). I'm not sure why is it called sleeping, maybe it moves so little that it looks like it's sleeping all the while. It's called giant because it's relatively larger than an average snail. It's dark gray, and look like a slug instead. There's no 'soft shell'. So it's like a bump of thing, with a clearly visible mouth but the eyes aren't very obvious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sleeping snail belongs to Professor Steven M. Miller (the lecturer for MUT4202). One day after lesson he just told me that he has a snail and I can bring it home for a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can feed it with apple. Professor Steven says I can just drop the food inside the slot (the snail has a slot to put food), and it will start moving. Can see the mouth moving when it's chewing the apple. It seems to be chewing the apples bit by bit from the edges. Even the stomach is moving. He says that is when the food is being digested. And it can eat for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think, Steven M. Miller stays near me in the dream. Like only a few units away in the same block.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fluffy the rabbit belongs to Benjamin Loh. It's called Fluffy because it looked fluffy and furry, just like a mess of cotton ball! He let me take care of the rabbit for some time. He told me I can feed the rabbit with carrot strips. He told me not to let the rabbit run around the house too much. Because it likes to escape by getting to the top of the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, however, I decided to let it run around the house, because I think it looks like it needs a run around. However I did make sure that the doors and windows are closed properly before I allowed it to run around. And it really escaped! I don't know how it escaped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i ran after it. It really went to the top of the bus. It looked like it is enjoying the ride, with the wind blowing at its fur. I ran after the bus! (I can run so fast in my dream!) Somewhere, it came down and continued running. And we ended up at Raffles Hall (I ran from my house to NUS?!)! I kind of lost it, and I wondered did it go back to look for its owner. So I was thinking whether I should go to Room 4-303 to check, but I was worried that Benjamin will scold me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I saw it again. There's a tiger! I imagined a chasing circle in the dream, where I chase the rabbit, the rabbit chase the tiger and the tiger chase me. Doesn't really make sense huh. I shouted at the people sitting in front to ask them to catch the rabbit for me. They went to catch the tiger instead. But eventually someone else helped me catch the rabbit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Zijuan called me. She asked me am I turning up to meet her or not. She is at Ang Mo Kio MRT already. And I kind of teleported to AMK? I saw her, but I can't get to her! While thinking of how to get to her, I realized that the rabbit is not with me anymore!! I ran around to look for it, and saw it lying on the floor, look very weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's too hungry! I think I haven't been feeding it regularly enough. I went to the snack stall and bought some biscuits for it. While waiting to pay, I start feeding it already..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw some flash images of me buying a lot a lot of food for it. The thought that returning it means not seeing it anymore saddened me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;End of dream.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I had this dream because I missed the bird.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29969230-4703858157264255435?l=yodreamng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/feeds/4703858157264255435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29969230&amp;postID=4703858157264255435&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/4703858157264255435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/4703858157264255435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/2010/10/fluffy-rabbit-and-giant-sleeping-snail.html' title='Fluffy the rabbit and the giant sleeping snail'/><author><name>yohfng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13563080589554503171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29969230.post-7747305431634009161</id><published>2010-08-05T23:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T23:32:08.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my son</title><content type='html'>here's a dream two nights ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just released from jail. Not sure why I went to jail in the first place. When I'm out of jail, I found out from someone that I have a 12-year-old son. So i went to (my?) house and found my son there. My son greeted me with courtesy. I think my son is polite to me, but not close to me at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest of dreams is me working the whole day feeling very tired and unhappy. I have to wait for train for a long time too. When i go home i have to take care of my son and do housework. My son talks on the phone to his father everyday. I have no idea who is his father though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then someone told me at least his father calls him everyday. Not like me, who don't even bother to call him. That's why I'm not close to him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29969230-7747305431634009161?l=yodreamng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/feeds/7747305431634009161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29969230&amp;postID=7747305431634009161&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/7747305431634009161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/7747305431634009161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-son.html' title='my son'/><author><name>yohfng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13563080589554503171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29969230.post-2993838419089970027</id><published>2010-04-13T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T08:34:25.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping</title><content type='html'>A big dream, but I can only remember the part just before I wake up now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to a grocery shop with xy, we are friends. We were looking at things by ourselves separately. He bought something, but I bought nothing. Later, he gave me one bag then he has to leave hurriedly already. I think there were pens and stationaries and shampoo inside the bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emotion is strange. In the dreams I started crying. Then my alarm went off.. I didn't feel like waking up because I still want to look at what will happen next, but I have lab to rush for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29969230-2993838419089970027?l=yodreamng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/feeds/2993838419089970027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29969230&amp;postID=2993838419089970027&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/2993838419089970027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/2993838419089970027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/2010/04/shopping.html' title='Shopping'/><author><name>yohfng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13563080589554503171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29969230.post-145458399206488475</id><published>2010-03-31T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T07:47:26.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Revival</title><content type='html'>The last post is August 15, 2009? That means this blog has been neglected for almost half a year! Let me try reviving it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I've noticed, the trends of my dreams has changed recently. Maybe I've changed. If I've changed, I think I've changed for the worse. Changed to become the kind of person that more people dislike. I think the inner me changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the surreal and supernatural type , slowly becoming more and more realistic and looks like a replay of everyday life. Till the extent I sometimes have to think twice whether an event has really happened, or is it just in my dream. Some dreams just feel so real. I guess, I'd prefer to have the dream where zombies are chasing me or dreams that leave me waking up with strange feelings, than to have dreams that make me feel inferior and lousy about myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, some dreams in the past were rather meaningful, and touching. It's like watching a movie. If I'm a scriptwriter, a bulk of my inspriations would come from my dreams. Some dreams leave me thinking, some give me tears. Maybe it's a form of flow of emotion. Generally, dreams will more or less reflect my state of emotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me recall the major recurring themes in my dreams at different stages of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1) Dancing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the most vivid theme ever remembered, though not necessarily the most frequent occurance. Maybe because it's unique. At least 3 or 4 dreams related to dancing in a short period of time during my JC days, usually ballad. Events met in those dream related dreams include getting killed by best friend, revived by Doraemon, getting insulted by dance mates, admiring other dancers. Why the recurrance of dancing? JC days was probably the more 'artistic' days of mine, and perhaps coupled with some other random emotions associated in that period. If there is an opportunity, I would like to try dancing in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2) Exams&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps one of the common themes dreamt by Singaporean kids. I think most Singaporean kids are &lt;strike&gt;obsessed&lt;/strike&gt; concerned with exams and results. Definitely many had experiences like me, where you dream of failing your strongest subject, seeing a list of E8 and F9 on the result slip. I've also dreamt of exam questions which make no sense. Like 'Explain how is steel manufactured' and 'Describe the role of Chua Chu Kang Town Council' on the General Paper Exam. Other exam related dreams include not being able to see the questions properly because it's printed in small and light coloured fonts; being late for exams; falling asleep throughout the exam; or don't know how to do the questions in the paper. Nothing much to read into those dreams, I guess. It's just exam anxiety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3) Supernatural&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To talk about supernatural dreams, I would take the telephone ghost dream as one of the best scripted dream. I've mentioned some dreams are touching, and this is one of it, because it involves many emotions. I've been warned by many people not to trust the phone ghost, and I'm actually afraid of it. In the end I requested that the ghost just appear to talk to me because I don't want to waste my talk-time. So I'm always talking to the ghost while pretending to talk on the phone. In the end we became close friends. However, someone subdued the ghost to save me. And the ghost became bad and went around scaring people. All sorts of mixed feelings comes with it. Another similar dream, would be the small create Q who followed around me in the zombie killing process and helped me here and there, in the process, a very strong bond is formed and it hurts to break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, most of my supernatural dreams are very long, and rather complete with a proper ending and something for you to think about. Sometimes it involves fighting zombies, running away, using wit to get around danger. One interesting dream noted is '&lt;i&gt;Human Greed creates Zombie City&lt;/i&gt;', where the zombies in the arcade game created free tokens in the machine. When people start playing it, they'll start coming out. Everyday this repeats, and eventually all swarm of zombies are created. Evil indeed, but it's created by us human. Sometimes dreams also involves listening to people's advices, heeding advices, and regretting it. Perhaps those dreams are meant to teach me a lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4) Music&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not surprising to have music-related dreams, because music holds strong links with my emotions. Had many dreams related to musical competitions like SYF or auditions. Those are pretty similar to 'Exams', because its just strange events happening to make me underperform. Occassionally I also get comments like 'You think you're talented in music but you're not.'. Sometimes such dreams make me doubt my own abilty. Sometimes it motivates me to train harder, sometimes it makes me feel like giving up everything. Other music related dreams includes seeing someone play an original composition on the piano and I'm trying to memorize everything. When I woke up, I attempted to play it again and it sounded nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other music related dreams involves looking at others play music and learning from them secretly. Those kind of dreams are rewarding because it gets me into the mood of figuring out techniques and strives for perfection. Motivating indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5) Taekwondo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes it's a recurring dream, but not constrained within one period. The most recent dream related to Taekwondo is probably last week. Generally involves taking part in tournaments, and random observations that occurs in the hall or training sessions. In the most recent dream, I had to go for the tournament before going for grading. Someone taught me a new technique before the tournament and I won it. However, I failed the grading because I forgot the basics. However, most of the dreams related to taekwondo will make me wake up feeling disheartened and weak. Nevertheless, Taekwondo is not something I'm very proud of, because I'm not good at it. But it's just my childhood passion. Has the passion ever died?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6) Crime&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interestingly, I have many dreams related to being the justice side and the crime side. I guess all those fancy events came from the Hong Kong dramas I watched. Most of the time it's rather emotional as well, when I form bonds with people from the 'bad' side. Sometimes it just involves people hunting me down for don't know what reasons, and they are equiped with guns. So it's like a hide-and-seek game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7) People I know&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course. But I think it's not special to talk about. It can be school life, work life, whatever. Sometimes it involves not meeting expectations of teachers, being left out by friends (being in a group of friends but ignored), people who are important to me leaving me or say hurtful stuff to me, &lt;span class="hw"&gt;nostalgic old times. Well I better stop before I stop quoting names.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hw"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="hw"&gt;8) Death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hw"&gt;I had dreamt of my own death several times. Especially recurring during my JC days too. I guess my JC days was the peak of my dream adventure. Involves suicide, getting killed by best friend/mother.. There's even one night where I died three times. Also involves death of people I know too, and people who are close to me. Death is a serious thing, it means no more hope of anything. Perhaps it's asking me to start treasuring my own life and the people around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hw"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hw"&gt;This can go on and on and I won't be able to stop. It's the first time I've attempted to summarize major themes in my dreams and it's a pretty rewarding process, because many dreams are meant to teach me a lesson. Of course, some details were omited due to them being too personal. If I wish to return to this post to update, I will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29969230-145458399206488475?l=yodreamng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/feeds/145458399206488475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29969230&amp;postID=145458399206488475&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/145458399206488475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/145458399206488475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/2010/03/revival.html' title='Revival'/><author><name>yohfng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13563080589554503171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29969230.post-3327750127663409846</id><published>2009-08-15T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T08:14:51.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dreams update</title><content type='html'>I'm going to talk about a few dreams..probably from the most recent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) i go out with ah gang, went to some shopping mall. We were eating in a cafe, and we also ordered mango dessert to share (this is true in real too). I said I'm going to the washroom and asked them to go ahead first. In the end, I went to some HDB block downstairs to do painting job. I have to paint some yellow strips on the pillars and walkways. I took a  long time to finish painting, and my mood was quite bad. After I finish painting the yellow strips, I fell asleep in my dreams. haha.. Its quite interesting to dream that u're sleeping isn't it? When i wake up, I have to paint blue strips. Just as i am about to start, i saw ah gang walking past. They were quite surprised to see me there painting, and surprisingly, they did not realize my absence all the while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) It makes me feel terrible to recall this dream, so I would rather not write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) The setting looks like Bugis, along Rocher Road. Everyone look nervous and terrified by something. I learnt that there's terrorist attack in that area. *I forgot one big chunk of the story* .. I know there's a person carrying a heavy gun trying to attack a random passer-by (somehow, i can foresee the future). I got a policeman to come with me to stop the attack. I felt timid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and the policeman managed to spot the attacker and stopped the tragedy. However, I sensed that there is a room in the HDB flat which contains a lot of heavy explosive materials. It is the storeroom where the terrorists keep their stuff. I told the policemen, and we formed a team to go up and investigate. The unit number is #03-07 (that is the unit number used in sean's ghost film production). We were all wearing bullet-proof vests. We managed to stack the explosive sacks and stuff together. We have to be very careful, else we will risk losing our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, one of them shouted and said we must all evacuate the place immediately, because one of the explosive material from within is lighted up already. All of us began running for our lives, just run as far as possible. I run very hard too, until suddenly, i hear the female cop say lie down! So I lie on the floor and wait for the explosion to be over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After these events, I became a policewoman.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29969230-3327750127663409846?l=yodreamng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/feeds/3327750127663409846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29969230&amp;postID=3327750127663409846&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/3327750127663409846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/3327750127663409846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/2009/08/dreams-update.html' title='dreams update'/><author><name>yohfng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13563080589554503171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29969230.post-7436335112492547838</id><published>2008-12-20T20:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T22:28:35.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Save it!</title><content type='html'>this is quite a messy dream, with a lot of happenings. maybe i should give an overall gist of the dream first. There's a dinosaur, who is good. There's some evil beings out there who are out to snatch the dinosaur. The good ones came to save the dinosaur. I believe the evil beings are not human, but they sometimes transform into human form to trick us. So the good ones will go around trying to shoot the evil ones.. Sometimes, the evil ones are like the monstors from House of the Dead 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the dream, i play the roles of the different characters. Sometimes the good ones, sometimes the evil ones, sometimes the dinosaur, but one thing in common is I need to survive, and get what i need. (for the case of the good ppl, save the dinosaur. for evil ppl, steal the dinosaur. As the dinosaur, try to run away from the evil people).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are just running around everywhere. Sometimes it feels like a game, sometimes it feels like a movie, sometimes it feels real. We were at aeroplane, train, storeroom, grassland, and other strange places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story started off with the dinosaur becoming small, and transform into some strange and small creature. Something that don't look like dinosaur la. when it is in the train/aeroplane, it will transform to this thing and tries to escape. In fact the story starts and end with this scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the good person.. i also tried to shoot down the enemy. Sometimes, i spit at them, and my spits are so powerful =p .. sometimes i blow at them too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the evil one.. I am the evil boss.. I transformed myself into human form. I think my name become Mr Hannah. The good ppl suspected that i am the monster.. I went in to one cabin and hid under the blanket. The good one followed and search my room. I think my tail came out.. So the good person gave me a slash..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29969230-7436335112492547838?l=yodreamng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/feeds/7436335112492547838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29969230&amp;postID=7436335112492547838&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/7436335112492547838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/7436335112492547838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/2008/12/save-it.html' title='Save it!'/><author><name>yohfng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13563080589554503171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29969230.post-5759052096730733482</id><published>2008-12-20T07:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T07:37:23.917-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What does it mean?</title><content type='html'>the dreams i had for the past few days are quite tramatizing. i keep thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first day: -&lt;br /&gt;i can't remember the details already. I think its some kind of some of my relatives quarelling and shouting around. Later, i learnt that my cousin (Yang Yi) had passed away. I don't know why. I also saw my mother, my aunts... but i forgot what they are doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second day: -&lt;br /&gt;i think i had a lot of dreams that day. But i only remember two incidents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)  Mei Hui passed away. that is completely tramatising. I don't know why either. In my dream i also looked at her blog, and there were hints of suicides. So we guessed that she probably did that. How did she do it? 2 possiblities. One is hanging.. She mentioned some nooze in the blog and some pictures (in real life i saw that picture before. Its from the game Ghostscape). Second method, she used some wires to tie her neck and there's blood oozing out (this scene is from Forensic Heroes, where the suspect killed himself this way). Oh its so gross. I looked for daRt, and we saw mei hui scolding us. The setting is Zhonghua Secondary School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Another person also died. She's from the CO, also yangqin player. She is my so-called 'mother' because she treats me well. sighs, we also don't know why she suddenly died, but from the info we collected from her friends and the CO members, it seems that she is suddenly very nice to everyone before her death..Seems like she had predicted this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these dreams are too scary. i can't sleep just now because i was thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps its telling me life is so fragile? What if we leave in regrets?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29969230-5759052096730733482?l=yodreamng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/feeds/5759052096730733482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29969230&amp;postID=5759052096730733482&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/5759052096730733482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/5759052096730733482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-does-it-mean.html' title='What does it mean?'/><author><name>yohfng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13563080589554503171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29969230.post-1841251961634576103</id><published>2008-11-14T05:45:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T06:42:20.232-08:00</updated><title type='text'>all these dreams</title><content type='html'>a lot of dreams update:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Dream 1&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this dream is about geyao. there is a new girl. its at night. this new girl is a keyboardist, so they ask me to go teach her a bit.. it turns out that she did not know how to play keyboard at all, have to learn from scratch. teach teach teach i suddenly become impatient. though she is still new to keyboard, she is very ambitious. she wants to take up 3 items for the performance. i saw sean somewhere, and he said something..... then i saw xuanyu. oh. actually there's a lot of happenings. at the last part of the dream, yu ching told me that i'm not good enough for the performance, so she decided to let the new girl take up the songs instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Dream 2&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is the day before my circuit presentation. (its the second day after i had dream 1). ha, i dreamt of yu ching again! is she some sort of authoritive figure that i perceive? she's one of the "examiners" who will be testing my circuits. i saw angeline too. she brought a small chicken along with her circuit. ok everything doesn't make sense. hah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what? its something related to geyao too. i saw yu ching and xuan yu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29969230-1841251961634576103?l=yodreamng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/feeds/1841251961634576103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29969230&amp;postID=1841251961634576103&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lent michelle a book on origami. she went to make, and improvise. impressive works indeed. coated them with some wax and the artwork were hard and shiny. she also made a photoframe. she put a photo of her with karin on the outside, and a photo of another girl inside. i took it out to take a closer look. but i broke it. the photo also split into half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to find ways to fix it. i tried to make another photo of them but they looked different now. photoshop won't help either. i tried to ask michelle for the pic, so that i can try fix it back. but i don't know how to ask. i run around and around. the dream goes around and around i don't know what's happening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29969230-5591467726601163606?l=yodreamng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29969230.post-8420275021430463437</id><published>2008-09-16T07:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T07:32:18.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bicycle</title><content type='html'>one day, i dreamt that i have a bicycle. i cycled to school. there are a lot of up-slopes and it wasn't easy to cycle. i was tired and got on a bus with my bicycle. i was standing in front of the bus exit, and the bus was moderately crowded. i felt like i'm blocking the way, so i alighted and continued to cycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while cycling i thought of a few issues that in fact i'm thinking of them in real life. i got very sad in my dreams and i'm sad when i woke up too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29969230-8420275021430463437?l=yodreamng.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29969230.post-7953801237232178373</id><published>2008-08-28T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T06:07:12.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shoe</title><content type='html'>ha, last night's dream is funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't wear a shoe to school. on the bus i feel uncomfortable. i saw joseph. what a random person to dream of. so i went down to buy shoes. wow shoes are so cheap. i bought one with a thick sole, for only $1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a lot of dreams, a lot of details, i remember them when i just woke up. but if i don't talk about it or blog about it quickly, i will forget about it. what a pity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29969230-7953801237232178373?l=yodreamng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29969230.post-6609341942992715401</id><published>2008-08-13T04:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T04:21:41.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'>random recalls</title><content type='html'>this few days, i had really really vivid dreams. and i can remember every single detail straight after i wake up. because its so real. however i forget most of it when i stay awake for a longer time :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st dream, he appeared in msn again. but this time its the nice version. actually sigh.. i feel quite sad now thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd dream? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd dream (afternoon fall asleep)..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29969230-6609341942992715401?l=yodreamng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29969230.post-1694649306274526132</id><published>2008-07-29T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T23:35:52.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'>xy</title><content type='html'>don't know if there're people reading this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told denis that this dream is educational. because there's some scientific Q&amp;amp;A around. however, i didn't fall asleep fast after i lie on my bed, so i thought about stuff. and some of them came out in the dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow i saw xy and family. the other family members were warm and nice except for xy. he wad quite cold and to some extent, mean. when i'm walking around there he treat me as non-existing. when i sit down beside him he stand up and changed seat. i used to computer and saw xy on msn too. i talked to him and he gave very short replies. then soon i said i'm going off (leaving the place). he said remember to say bye. after that, he used the 'ignore' function on msn. its similar to the 'block' function just that i'm still able to see him online, and there'll be a message "blabla may not reply because you are ignored". suddenly i said 'hey, you come back', but message cannot be delivered and the pop up window says "you are ignored". below the typing box there's also something like: "status: ignored".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i left, i said bye to everybody, and also said bye to him. he ignore me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the later part of the dream is the scientific part. but then there's still something related to above and i'm too shy to write it down.. :P .. the doraemon characters are here!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29969230-1694649306274526132?l=yodreamng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29969230.post-2381216389045834866</id><published>2008-07-21T22:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T22:42:45.628-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2.4km run</title><content type='html'>i think its back at secondary school times, we are going for 2.4km run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;halfway during the run, i dunno why i suddenly board the bus.. i saw siying there. i asked her why did i board the bus. she says because its cheating. (omg). i alighted the next stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a painting with me, some artistic looking painting with lots of rough patches on the surface, probably due to certain things that are hidden beneath the painting. shu hui's painting is quite beautiful. so i realized we need to draw something on the way during the run too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shu hui's and my painting are chosen to put up as display. i felt quite strange because i didn't do that painting. more people came to look. lu wen and leeyan verified that the painting is not authentic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then police came and arrest me because i 'cheated' in the 2.4km run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another part of the dream, i was surfing the net and saw xY's blog. its black in background and white fonts. it talked about some movie. i felt quite sad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29969230-2381216389045834866?l=yodreamng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/feeds/2381216389045834866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29969230&amp;postID=2381216389045834866&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/2381216389045834866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/2381216389045834866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/2008/07/24km-run.html' title='2.4km run'/><author><name>yohfng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13563080589554503171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29969230.post-822943919998232305</id><published>2008-07-13T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T08:41:32.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my dreams</title><content type='html'>i always dream about the same person. even variations of the nickname.&lt;br /&gt;amusing, but depressing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29969230-822943919998232305?l=yodreamng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/feeds/822943919998232305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29969230&amp;postID=822943919998232305&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/822943919998232305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/822943919998232305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-dreams.html' title='my dreams'/><author><name>yohfng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13563080589554503171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29969230.post-6116758121864280278</id><published>2008-06-26T05:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T06:47:55.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm not recovering</title><content type='html'>hmm i write this a day after i had the dream. so maybe i may miss out the details. things are here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;regarding science of music. i was in a lab and the professor was telling me what to do. everybody says this professor is very well-known and i'm lucky to be under him. (i thought i rmb the details here but i can't). anyway, i am supposed to create some substance. this substance is excreted by some disgusting-looking worms. he also gave me step-by-step instruction, to breed the worms and getting them to produce the substance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breeding the worms is easy, but getting them to produce the substance is quite a disgusting process. you have to put them in your mouth for some time. YUCKS. haiz.. but because everyone says i should listen to the professor, i did it. its so disgusting. when finally i can get those stuff out of my mouth, i realize my teeth come out together. i count the number of teeth i lost. 9 of them.. and one more dropped. so i lose 10 teeth in total.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it looks like i'm in some stadium. 2nd storey. a nice view of the court downstairs but no match going on. i think i saw xy at the far corner. ??? does he know who i am?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sat beside zijuan.. and we're talking on msn. suddenly my msn logged out and i logged in as zijuan's account. haha, i don't know why either. maybe at her side she logged in to my account. ?????? then there's offline msg popping up. oh that is mass convo with xy and jing zhan. what they are saying are quite senseless actually. and it looks random. i felt saddened at the moment. zijuan came over and said that she suspects i'm spying on her msn conversation. she came over angrily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*dreams are not supposed to make sense most of the times. but there's one part which quite reflects on what i'm always thinking.*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29969230-6116758121864280278?l=yodreamng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/feeds/6116758121864280278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29969230&amp;postID=6116758121864280278&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/6116758121864280278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/6116758121864280278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-not-recovering.html' title='i&apos;m not recovering'/><author><name>yohfng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13563080589554503171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29969230.post-3993481558369326604</id><published>2008-06-20T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T09:12:04.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>its all about the feelings</title><content type='html'>brief description:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dream 1: we're in a supermarket and he keeps eating. all the time he's eating and ignores me. i didn't feel very good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i recalled something. some squeezy suffocated feeling when i'm feeling upset, in several dreams. it feels very familiar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dream 2: i can't remember the original story. i can only remember this part. we found this villian's house. looking for the secret passage. flipped a coin and the secret door spins open and close. it isn't even surprising. because it looks just like the secret passage in any drama. the redundant scene of putting in the extra piece of the painting to complete the picture. once we stepped into the secret door. we fell into a bottomless pit. its bottomless! because we kept falling and feeling scared. if we tries to touch something, some recorded voice will start laughing to make us feel more scared so that we will lose the hold and continue falling. i told him that don't be scared because otherwise we're falling for the trick. still, both of us continued to fall. the thought that i'm going to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe, dream 2 is also saying i'm falling into a bottomless pit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in dream 1, i know who is the other person. in dream 2, i don't know who is he.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29969230-3993481558369326604?l=yodreamng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/feeds/3993481558369326604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29969230&amp;postID=3993481558369326604&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/3993481558369326604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/3993481558369326604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-all-about-feelings.html' title='its all about the feelings'/><author><name>yohfng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13563080589554503171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29969230.post-7437851799309897029</id><published>2008-06-09T00:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T01:38:02.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>similar dreams</title><content type='html'>i have dreams that made me scared for the past 2 days. but shouldn't say they are scary dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;Dream 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night's dream is long! wow it can even continue when i am semi-conscious. because my mother was making some noise and i'm awake already. so the later part of the dream may not really be the dream, rather i'm imagining it continue happening?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think the first part is introduction. two people are blessed by something, such that everything in their life will go very smoothly. the guy is CXG and the woman is RS. don't bother about the names. apparently, the woman is more blessed than the guy. she became very very rich and she has alot of golds. by the way its a semi-古装 setting. it feels quite weird actually. RS is very happy about her wealth and i think she became quite arrogant about it. CXG is also quite blessed in his career. if i'm not wrong he's working in some starch company. (hahaha, i never heard of a starch company in real life before. maybe talking too much about photosynthesis during tuition). before he is working here, he worked in some other lower-class company. and he is being promoted to some senior position now. obviously its the result of that don't know what thing that is blessing him. feels evil. after the promotion, he decided to resign and returns to his previous company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then now i realized that something is like a 小鬼. they will approach people to bless, however if you are blessed by this thing, it will soon ask you back for something. the more it blesses you, the more demanding is the price you need to repay. however, overall you will not be at the losing end. because the thing they demand as a repay is one-time off and they are usually not that expensive. however you may need some efforts to get hold of the stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the case of the two people. RS became more greedy and wanted more and more of the wealth. when the creatures came to ask for the repay, it became impossible for her to achieve it and i think she came to some bad end. CXG considered the consequences long ago. he predicted that the creatures would want some of the tools to manufacture starch. and these tools are only available in the previous company that he worked in! the new company he worked in imported the products from this. and yes the creatures really wanted those and they were satisfied. CXG came to a good end and the creatures continued blessing him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for some reason i'm not sure why omg i'm blessed by this thing. of cos i know the consequences. of course i wouldn't want to follow RS's footsteps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forgot about the part where i was blessed. i only remembered the part where they sent me the letter asking me to repay them. 'oh no this day finally came'. in the letter i need to get three objects for them. they were quite nice to include some hints on where to get these objects. but there is a strict time limit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really don't know why. i wasted a lot alot of time watching mobtv instead of going out to look for the 3 objects. when i suddenly became nervous about it, the time left was really very little. i started looking for the 3 objects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st object: some funny funny looking lamp. they indicated that this lamp would be sold in novena square. either the shop name of the name of the lamp is Vira....[bla] ( i don't know how to spell). yay i saw the lamp. it cost about $50+ . i told the shop person that i want to buy this lamp, very very urgently. however they ran out of stock and they would deliver it to my house in 2 days. now i'm stuck, should i get them to send it to my house or should i just give them the address of the creatures? oh no but i don't have their address! i need to ask them for it first. i stupidly said that i would think over it first and i would come back later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i forgot what is the 2nd object, update if i ever recall-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd object: some pink colour keychain, with a picture of a dinosaur inside. (the dinosaur looks about like xiaoyu, but a bit more yellowish in colour). i don't know where to get this! you know what? it seems like the list of objects is always changing. sometimes there is hints, sometimes you will only find out the hints very late. when i find out the hint (get it from chinatown), i really had very little time left. headed to chinatown, wasted some time before it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think the main thing inside this is about wasting alot of time before i realize what's going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because of the very very rushed feeling, i felt like giving up a lot of times. most of the times i'm communicating with weiyu. she told me about the terrible consequences if i didn't manage to give them the objects they want. [she knew of a friend, xh, who suffered that. she had to wear an electric top whole day for more than 1 week. its a torture. alot more and i forgot]. i kept worrying about that but i kept wanting to give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some scenes were repeated to emphasize my anxiety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no ending. through the journey i had the mixed feeling. to be continued?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;Dream 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a long dream, but i would just briefly describe. actually i watched the 'Healing Hands' too much that i dreamt about the characters at least twice already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;typical dream of feeling being unfairly treated and the 'why me!?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was accused of killing a baby because i didn't keep to the timing accurately to feed him. i was supposed to feed him once every 4 hours but i fed him again around 3+ hours after i last fed him. the baby's skin become plastic. soon it looks like a doll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the father came angrily and asked me to kill myself to atone for that. i said i didn't want to die. i began to think about everything in life that i want to live for. this moment feels real because the things i thought about were real stuff. i hoped my mother would help me but apparently she felt that i deserved this because i killed the baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i began to think hard and i wanted to defend myself. i start to convince myself that i'm not the one who killed the baby. are you sure feeding the baby a bit earlier will cause him to die?! i asked the father is there any other suspects who might have cause this on his child. surprisingly, he listed 6 other suspects. hey, its not even confirmed how the child died and he wants me to die?! he says he don't care, he just wants me to die first before he would settle any other things. i felt angry, why did he not question the other suspects or ask them to die, but he only did this to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he gave me two choices. either i can jump down the building or i can cut my wrist. (coincidentally i was thinking about this before i sleep. haha.. i was thinking that cutting wrist is a bad method to commit suicide because its painful and it might not be successful. if you jump down the building you would have to suffer 1 min of fear during the falling before you die painfully. aiyo so scary.. lol i don't know why suddenly i think about this before i sleep. don't get the wrong idea though =p )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this dream has no ending as well. i just woke up feeling angry (about being unfairly treated) and scared(because i just have to die).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;add on: i dreamt of my mother scolding for these two days too! somewhere between these dreams i think. haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29969230-7437851799309897029?l=yodreamng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/feeds/7437851799309897029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29969230&amp;postID=7437851799309897029&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/7437851799309897029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/7437851799309897029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/2008/06/similar-dreams.html' title='similar dreams'/><author><name>yohfng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13563080589554503171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29969230.post-3704121512181730249</id><published>2008-05-10T10:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T20:59:48.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>its just exam fear</title><content type='html'>can't be obvious enough. how the fear of the exam results are haunting me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'm doing an exam. i think its MLE paper. the questions look quite out-of-syllabus. looks more like bio questions. anyway there were 40 MCQ questions. i didn't know how to do most of them. then at the back of the MCQ paper, there is answers! printed upside down. hahaha. so funny. so i feel quite relieved and proceed to do the short answered questions first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first question, there is a worm (??). long long worm. so there's a picture of this worm in the question paper. i find it quite disgusting. and soon, the worm in the picture emerges from the paper and become real worm and i got quite disgusted. then there are about 4 or 5 beetles appearing. we are supposed to count the number of beetles and write down as the answer. stupid counting question. i was quite disgusted at the sight and i tried to sweep the beetles away right after i finish that question.yuck! and the invigillator thought i was careless to have swept them away, so he helped me pick them all up. i wanted to scream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i decided to skip that question. this question is even yuckier. made me cry in the dream even.i think we are supposed to break a leg of some big worm. some centipede-look-alike. take out the legs and analyse it. its so disgusting la i can't bring myself to break the leg of a living creature. and everybody was doing it like its a normal task. apparently i'm the only one kicking a big fuss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighs, so i just peek at the sample from the guy in front. roughly roughly, he opened up the legs also. yucks! then there is a lot of small small (?) i dunno what.. anyway so for that question, we were asked to compare the structure of the worm's legs to that of a plant. bleah i just said there are alot of small villies, increase surface area to volume ratio, that's why higher rate of photosynthesis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, times up. omg, i didn't even shade the omr sheet for the MCQ questions! i spent too much time yucking away, feeling disgusted and i had no time for the paper itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;typical cannot-finish-exam dream. quite a common theme for students because they are worried about their own performances in school exams, or afraid that they might not be able to live up to others' expectations. self-induced stress. yes of course, i'm so worried about this exam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29969230-3704121512181730249?l=yodreamng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/feeds/3704121512181730249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29969230&amp;postID=3704121512181730249&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/3704121512181730249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/3704121512181730249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/2008/05/its-just-exam-fear.html' title='its just exam fear'/><author><name>yohfng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13563080589554503171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29969230.post-3176459503949148360</id><published>2008-04-20T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T07:33:04.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'>human greed creates a zombie city</title><content type='html'>this dream took place a few nights ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setting: a shopping centre at Bishan (yes its J8 but it doesn't look like the real J8 in my dream). i'm working in a small shop, shop assistant, selling clothes. my collegue is a happening-looking girl, guess she's younger than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right beside the shop i'm working, its an arcade, quite a big one. the machine nearest to the entrance of the arcade is House of the Dead 4. (i never played the game before, but i got quite scared even looking at the preview).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is 3 guys, when they are leaving the arcade, they saw 3 credits in the House of the Dead machine. so they decided to play it. oh no, the monsters crawled out of the machine! what's worse, they can't be killed using the gun, guess they had some protection. and they roamed the shopping mall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what we can do is run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my collegue told me not to roam around this area at night, and advised me to go home early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its late at night and i'm still here. what am i doing? i am JUMPING outside the arcade. all the shops are closed already. its quite a scary scene, because i can feel the stagnant air and spooky atmosphere. i feel as if the monsters are around, making me doing things that i don't know what i am doing. in other words they are controlling me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to go home. but MRT is closed. i tried to sneak inside, trying to catch a train back. its yet another scary scene. i got caught by the security person. so i left the MRT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw a bustling city. there's a big NTUC. i walked in. there's a lot of people. a man offered me chicken wings. the people there are generally quite friendly. but as i walked around, i start to feel a bit uneasy.i stepped out of the NTUC and to my horror all the people inside had a disfigured face. scary. and, whatever they are eating is raw. i feel 'yucks'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried to escape from this area. there is a malay woman (on second thoughts she looked like Nidhi). she is a human! but she asked me to leave here asap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the ground floor, there is a team of people trying to shoot down the zombies. seems like they are always shooting upwards. oh, u have to aim at the point where all the creepy crawlies ooze out from the monsters. that is the weak point, but they protect their weak points very carefully. moreover, they are moving very quickly, too hard to kill them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh, i heard there is a girl, who is able to clear the monsters before they even crawl out of the machine. so i see, its a plot by the monsters. everyday there is 3 free credits on the machine. if you play the machine using the 3 free credits and you didn't manage to clear all of them , they will crawl out of the machine and create havoc. however, most people don't know abuot this and they always come and play the 3 credits, but not skilled enough to clear them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's why redround commented: "how true, human greed creates a zombie city"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29969230-3176459503949148360?l=yodreamng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/feeds/3176459503949148360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29969230&amp;postID=3176459503949148360&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/3176459503949148360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/3176459503949148360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/2008/04/human-greed-creates-zombie-city.html' title='human greed creates a zombie city'/><author><name>yohfng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13563080589554503171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29969230.post-5823300646910301143</id><published>2008-04-05T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T09:49:38.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>real life related?</title><content type='html'>messy dream. because i think 4 or 5 events are happening at the same time in this dream. i was very tired when i woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first event.&lt;br /&gt;we wish chi ching happy birthday. omg coincidentally, its REALLY her birthday that day.. 4 april. so i woke up and wished her happy birthday too. alot of stuff happened following this event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second event..&lt;br /&gt;sheereen is asking me out. we walked to a bus stop. i saw wu juan. so she followed me.. then we talked abit. we asked each other what course are we doing and a bit of stuff lidat. (in real life, we asked each other that at the bus interchange)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd event..&lt;br /&gt;i killed myself in the casino?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fourth event...&lt;br /&gt;i need to jump around in a place where there is alot of big gears moving around. similar to games, where the character need to jump here jump there and if u miss u'll die. i'm scared of it. secretly i thought others are jumping.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29969230-5823300646910301143?l=yodreamng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/feeds/5823300646910301143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29969230&amp;postID=5823300646910301143&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/5823300646910301143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/5823300646910301143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/2008/04/real-life-related.html' title='real life related?'/><author><name>yohfng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13563080589554503171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29969230.post-2544767402698367383</id><published>2008-03-17T01:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T01:32:15.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bus driving</title><content type='html'>its late at night, i'm waiting for bus at the bus stop with my mother. we were worrying whether there is still last bus, then finally bus 132 came. my aunt is driving the bus! she's wearing a dark blue jacket and the bus is crowded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later i'm at amk interchange. my mother ask me to go drive the bus 269. i am shocked, because i don't know how to drive. then i saw wenxian and someone (i forgot who, but i think its someone i know). they are not nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i think i was driving. the bus is crowded, then i'm not sure about the route to go. so i panicked.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29969230-2544767402698367383?l=yodreamng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/feeds/2544767402698367383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29969230&amp;postID=2544767402698367383&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/2544767402698367383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/2544767402698367383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/2008/03/bus-driving.html' title='bus driving'/><author><name>yohfng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13563080589554503171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29969230.post-5645143662466170511</id><published>2008-03-15T20:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T20:05:04.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>vampire &amp; Q</title><content type='html'>quite scary dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't know where to start.. because the dream is everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is a group of people(human), some of them assigned the role of vampire, some are bloodsuckers (i don't know what's the difference), some human as vampire slayer, some as normal human being. but the vampires will put on long fingernails. so its probably a game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i am sometimes part of the game as first person, as a human being. but i know its just a game. we played the game at around blk 201 (last time my grandfather used to live there), and i began to miss this place, so i envy the people who lives there. although this is a very old flat, there are a lot of young people living here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the other side of the world, there is a place where there is alot of vampires. they were initially trapped in a big cage but was accidentally released. i think that place is called shaw tower. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the manager of shaw tower wanted to get people to get rid of the vampires. they heard of the group of people. so they called for help from them. (its quite ridiculous)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;side track a  bit.. setting change to NUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at around the central library area, its not how it looked like in real. there is a long slope leading from the ground floor to the 3rd storey, and there is a row of grass and walls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was lingering around there when 'something' called my name (i think my name is qian something).. in the grass, there is one little green dot, looks abit like fish egg. then it turned into a cute creature, looks a bit like a slug, then it can change into a snail by bubbling up a brown shell on its back. this creature can change into a few looks, so it showed me the shapes that it can change into. later, it explained that it will help me in the vampire event. whenever i need help, i can go back to the same place to look for it. in the rest of the story i will call this creature Q.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the shaw tower scene. so there is really ALOT of vampires! each of us given a sword, so we began slaying. its a frightening scene. however, some of the vampires look like one of us and we may get tricked. but one thing the human-looking-vampires are always dressed in a checkered long sleeve jacket. and some of them will sneak attack by knifing you from the top. so must be careful of such attack from any direction! (this reminds of ghost squad)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the whole thing, all the vampires were killed and the corpses were stacked up in a big pile. then there is a briefing, thanking us for slaying the vampires but at the same time many of us were sacrificed as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at this point, i suddenly rememebered the computer simulation of the vampire slaying process. describing the formation that we must take to reduce casualties. if we charge in a straight horizontal line, about 4/5 of us will get bitten (this representated by blood splashing), then the vampires will move forward to attack the rest. we are warned that the vampires move very swiftly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were very sad over the death of our teammates. sadly, we walked out the dark corridor of the eerie place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this part will get a little messy because i don't even remember the right sequence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a man called me. he wanted to question the management people of shaw tower. because his daughter Pauline took part in some of the canoeing activities organised by shaw tower, and she is never back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i told him, shaw tower is a scary place, and his daughter is probably dead by now. then i described that screams are often heard from shaw tower at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at this point, it is really at night and i am walking past shaw toweR! my hairs stand up and i wanted to get as far from this place as possible. wait for traffic light to turn green impatiently because i was scared that something will grab me from behind. when the traffic lights turned green i quickly run and run aimlessly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is a very long run, and there is a lot of steep grass slopes to run. then i finally reached NUS and its daytime. first thing that comes to my mind is to look for Q.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently, some gangsters knew about Q and they wanted to get hold of it. so they questioned me and i claimed that i don't know anything about Q. they wanted to force Q out by buring the grass, in the meantime they recorded the whole process. i hoped that Q was small enough to escape from their sight..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after some time i don't know what happened, i am back with Q again. Q told me i have some mission to accomplish (i suspect it is similar to vampire slaying), so i have to go through a training course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, i am BACK at shaw tower (OMG). apparently, this is when i just walked out of shaw tower when my teammates just killed all the vampires. remember the part when i say its gonna be messy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;along the same dark corridor, there is one small opening leading to some bright area. training area i suppose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i am to queue up for something. i think the rest of the people in the queue are ghosts. they are fat.  this part shall be omitted in this post :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29969230-5645143662466170511?l=yodreamng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/feeds/5645143662466170511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29969230&amp;postID=5645143662466170511&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/5645143662466170511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/5645143662466170511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/2008/03/vampire-q.html' title='vampire &amp; Q'/><author><name>yohfng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13563080589554503171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29969230.post-5356267025955228957</id><published>2007-07-13T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T21:42:37.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i am scared.</title><content type='html'>long time never update my dream blog. sometimes my dreams reveal too much about me le. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had two big dreams last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to go to play mahjong in the morning. until 8.15am. later, have to go for 2 job interviews. one job is as a music/tuition teacher. salary is $500+ a day. too high to believe. they keep asking me to take this job but i decide to go home and ask mother first. the other job is also as a teacher. but the guy interviewing me is so long-winded. cause me to be late for the next event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess wad is the next event? Exam!! it's a Paper 1 exam. Chem and physics. supposed to finish Chem and phy MCQ in 1 and half hour. the exam starts at 10am but i reached at 10.34am. no extra time given so i have to finish both papers in one hour. Stressed. it's A levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however there are a few answers given. jus that i don't believe the answer. lalaa i will finish the test very badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of first dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In second dream i need to investigate a case. Sometimes first person sometimes third person. there is a couple who stole a lock. the lock is very valuable. they stole it together with a vase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to their apartment to search. so they covered the vase with a yellow cloth. change the hiding position depending on where i am searching. in the end i didn't find anything so i went back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i pretend to be a blur person and passed the investigating duty to another person who wears white and a helmet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the couple believes that i am blur.. i forgot what happened here already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall the plan is like this. i pretend stupid and pass the duty over, and that white person pretend to be on their side instead. then they let down their guard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, my role change to one of the person in the couple. the female one. i suddenly realise these and warned the guy. i think i swallowed the lock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the main person began to crack the case in 60min!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just realised both dreams emphasize on ONE HOUR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many times my first thought of the day is A levels result. i feel so devastated. maybe i need some counselling. D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29969230-5356267025955228957?l=yodreamng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/feeds/5356267025955228957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29969230&amp;postID=5356267025955228957&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/5356267025955228957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/5356267025955228957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-am-scared.html' title='i am scared.'/><author><name>yohfng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13563080589554503171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29969230.post-8664484785694897976</id><published>2007-06-08T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T09:02:00.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'>scary dream on birthday</title><content type='html'>Scary dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First part of the dream, i went for a haircut. then they cut my hair to quite short. i wasn't quite satisfied, so i wanted to go for another haircut. very lame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, i am supposed to host an event. it's 13 august, and it's a man's birthday. this man probably don't actually exist. i think i fumbled a bit here and there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i realise, the man's father has same birthday as him. so i decided to give the father a surprise. when the curtains are closed and the performers are preparing, i ask someone from the stage crew to call the wife for me. then i told her to prepare an extra cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forgot what happened here.... but it's a long story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the event, ppl ask me to eat but i don't feel like eating. so everybody scold me and look at me in disdain. sucky. i feel so disgusted at them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to help to clear the stage. carried the guzheng. sigh, supposed to carry the guzheng and climb up the stage. very difficult action. while doing this i accidentally caused a ma3 on the guzheng to fall off. so i hurriedly pick up and check the guzheng. realising the guzheng is seriously out of tune, i decide to tune it. however, i was at an awkward position and i happened to pull the string while trying to balance myself. at this point of time, i realise the string of the guzheng is detached from the tuning bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The conductor and his wife saw me in this state. so they scold me for helping out unwillingly, causing so much trouble, and making the ma3 of the guzheng drop too. and the wife says in a very mocking tone, this is not the way to tune the guzheng. ask me trying to spoil everything is it? terrible, they are horribly unreasonable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i feel very hungry, because i missed 9 meals i think. so felt very terrible.. however, i felt very sad when i was being scolded like that. This feeling is very deep and real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does this dream mean? it's so scary. a part of it is a reflection of real life, just that it's much much exaggerated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before the dream, i told simin i know of quite a lot of ppl who have their birthday on 13 Aug. At harmoc concert, i was unhappy that they didn't tune the guzheng and guitar despite me reminding them. at CO concert, i need to be scolded for something i am not in the wrong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29969230-8664484785694897976?l=yodreamng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/feeds/8664484785694897976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29969230&amp;postID=8664484785694897976&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/8664484785694897976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/8664484785694897976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/2007/06/scary-dream-on-birthday.html' title='scary dream on birthday'/><author><name>yohfng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13563080589554503171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29969230.post-7714164534834098840</id><published>2007-04-28T00:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T00:37:57.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'>harmoc SYF</title><content type='html'>i dreamt of SYF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hc sent 2 teams of harmonica ensemble, one is junior batch one is senior batch. i'm in the senior batch. however, i only went for the practices for junior batch and never practised with the senior batch before. and i dun even know what songs we're playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the day itself. junior batch go up and got silver and everybody crys. then it's the senior's turn up. so i went up. eh, i dun know what songs we're playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then on stage someone showed me the score. wow so many sharps. and it is a pop song -___- why did we choose this song?! so the conductor started and we played. oh no how come everything i play doesn't seem to sound right with the band?! omg and i dunno when should i play and when i shouldn't.. ahh die le i shall just pretend to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the conductor suddenly stops and scold me for not pretending to play only.so he requested to start all over again. the judges abit irritated. but allowed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i quickly ask ruowei(sitting beside me) how come the score lidat. she says, oh ignore the sharps! just play the notes. so i play with more confidence now. then i still sound so off with the band. so i raised hand to stop the conductor (cannot pretend to play le) and say my harmoc is spoiled. then linli came over hand helped me repair my harmoc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we request to start again, but the judges are pissed off and we were disqualified on the spot. then i feel very guilty for ruining everything. not even a bronze medal for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i saw all the juniors harmoc ppl wearing NJ red blazers and i feel so weird. i see, they went to NJ for SYF and had to wear NJ blazer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later i hear that HCCO also got silver and they still have to pose for photographs, which is sad. (touch wood touch wood!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29969230-7714164534834098840?l=yodreamng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/feeds/7714164534834098840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29969230&amp;postID=7714164534834098840&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/7714164534834098840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/7714164534834098840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/2007/04/harmoc-syf.html' title='harmoc SYF'/><author><name>yohfng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13563080589554503171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29969230.post-4811704783811481994</id><published>2007-04-25T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T21:12:06.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Class outing-terrorist attack</title><content type='html'>i dreamt a class outing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They go to ZHONGHUA SECONDARY.. I almost forget about the smell already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, i prefer to stick with yuejia, and all the other classmates are rather cold  to me. (Are you sick of reading this already?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they were playing at the corridor and i was ignored. so i just slept at one corner waiting for them to finish their game and call me. Wow, terrorist attack! Everybody ran away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i woke up i see the two men with gun staring at me. oh well they left me here. Sigh i really mean nothing to them. Feeling a bit disappointed and hopeless, i wanted to just lay my life here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but immortal appeared and said he'd help me. yay, gave me a hole to jump in. since i am not really keen to live on anyway, shall listen to you =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i was teleported to outside a classroom where all my classmates hide in. Should i go in or not? They don't even want to save me. But i shall just be thick skinned and knocked the door, asking them to let me in. To my not-surprise, they refused. Fine. Hmm maybe they thought terrorist imitate my voice to hoax them to open the door?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh immortal, u wanted to save me right? give me a gun. But  i suddenly became timid and decide to hide away. Then the two men came, breaking the door and i see my classmates. then really see immortal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So classmates escapes from the classroom. Still got the mood to chat uh (Hearing Qiqian and youjin's loud voice)..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29969230-4811704783811481994?l=yodreamng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/feeds/4811704783811481994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29969230&amp;postID=4811704783811481994&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/4811704783811481994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/4811704783811481994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/2007/04/class-outing-terrorist-attack.html' title='Class outing-terrorist attack'/><author><name>yohfng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13563080589554503171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29969230.post-8066279835855069183</id><published>2007-04-24T03:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T03:39:36.122-07:00</updated><title type='text'>detective</title><content type='html'>I dreamt that i'm working two jobs, at the same building same storey. The new company i work in is just beside my old company, at the position of where the toilets should be in reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how i got this job, but this dream has a striking similarity with another dream below. Shall elaborate on it later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This company is probably a detective/spy/PI company. FIrst day to work, they explain to me what the job is about. (about handling with criminals)..They talked about a big pervert criminal in town recently, and the police nabbed him already. They want me to have a talk with this pervert criminal to train me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they planned a worklist for me. First task for me is to talk to him! oh so he is a difficult person, so they even plan this conversation plan for me. Basically the plan will involve the criminal to role play into 8 different roles to deal with us, me dealing with one of his roles (as a student)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plan goes like this, the one on the left is the question i'm supposed to ask and the one on the right is the answer he will give. (weird, how they predict what that pervert will say?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What scholarship you want to get? &lt;em&gt;Heaven Scholarship&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genuine or fake one? &lt;em&gt;Genuine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any ulterior motives? &lt;em&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something like that. the paper i see in the dream is really like that. okay so i was looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they brought me to the room where i will be talking to the criminal. Oh, so it is two different rooms and the criminal will not be able to come in contact with me (Phew)..SUper dark room, no lights available.. Stereo sound system available(just heard them say it).. and there is mic and speakers.. so i will be speaking into the mic and hear him thru the speakers. THere is small hole that links the 2 rooms, maybe if i wanna pass something to him it will be useful. but they warn me not to stay too close to this hole unless i really need to pass something to me. otherwise he may do something thru the hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, they told me the witness of the crime (i dunno what crime) at danger of being silenced. so they will need me to stalk the witness and protect her etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so i will be stalking her and not to let her know it till i interact with that big pervert. First place i went to is bukit timah plaza cos they told me she will be there next tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea i really see her. Mad woman, long messy hair that covers her face, purple dress and move in zig zag way. So i followed her but she realised that she is being stalked so she floated away. omg is she a human?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling sad that i lost her, i took bus home. oh! on the bus i saw her! i was sitting at the opposite seat and she is standing beside me, making a phone call. Listen listen, but she talks in some dialet i dun understand =( .. heard her say "Raffles Place", so i took that down immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Called for reinforcement to follow her! normal car at first, den go thru a carpark and change to ambulance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the meantime i returned to office. Then i received this sms from my angry colleague, saying "Chuan yuan did much more work than you!"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt sad and wronged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i went back to my old office to take some documents and they saw me in the other office. i feel guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This dream hangs at somewhere before i woke up. forgot already..It resembles another dream that i was working  in another tower near my office, and saw my colleague during lunch time and felt guilty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29969230-8066279835855069183?l=yodreamng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/feeds/8066279835855069183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29969230&amp;postID=8066279835855069183&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/8066279835855069183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/8066279835855069183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/2007/04/detective.html' title='detective'/><author><name>yohfng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13563080589554503171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29969230.post-5373718398420746009</id><published>2007-04-20T00:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T00:12:17.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>audition</title><content type='html'>i dreamt that i am in a music school (again).. going for an audition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, singing audition.. they made me sing a lot of songs. for the first 3 songs, i was allowed to sing with someone else and i sang well and loud =) .. for the fourth song, i look at the lyrics and do not know of this song. Strangely, this song seem to be those very famous ones that everybody knows of. So i did not admit that i don't know this song and anyhow sang along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sing a lot of verse (-___- long song), finally then reach the chorus. oh.. now then i know what song is it. (this song in reality i don't think its verse sound like that lah. just my dream) so i began to sing more confidently. ahh too bad my voice seem to be blocked and i keep singing out of tune. like one semitone out like that. quite serious right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singing&lt;br /&gt;To sing in your dream, represents happiness, harmony and joy in some situation or relationship. You are uplifting others with your positive attitude and cheerful disposition. Singing is a way to celebrate, communicate and express your feelings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29969230-5373718398420746009?l=yodreamng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/feeds/5373718398420746009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29969230&amp;postID=5373718398420746009&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/5373718398420746009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/5373718398420746009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/2007/04/audition.html' title='audition'/><author><name>yohfng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13563080589554503171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29969230.post-3181348741414242881</id><published>2007-04-17T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T23:32:16.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'>chem paper</title><content type='html'>I am at a chemistry exam. i can only remember from middle.. maybe it's after paper 3 already.. so left with chemistry paper 1 &amp; 2. they are not seperated, so they give u an amount of time then u have to finish both papers within the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i started with paper 2. Hey the questions are so weird. i think there are 5 questions. First question, there is a big picture of a buddha in bronze colour, holding a box. then there are a few parts in the questions. i forgot the first few parts. but i remembered there is this part that ask you to discuss the significance of the box, discuss the mystic of the picture(?!?i don't understand) the last part ask you what is the purpose of a Schroders Sample and discuss the pros and cons of using it (FYI Schroders is a company name)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUH? I dun understand anything?! what is this?? i decide to skip this question and proceed on. but i felt a bit heartache cos these 3 questions cost 6 marks. then i proceed and realise everything is so foreign to me. then begin to panick. In the end forgot to do paper 1. then left 15min only lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i quickly shade any squared and i only shaded 6 squares and the time is up. hmp 15min is so fast meh. and i realised i shaded 2 squares for one question. so in actual fact i only answered 4 questions out of 40 questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Times up and Mdm ching comes around collecting the papers. while collecting she says "Paper 1 is very easy right".. then everybody says ya ya they never see such an easy chem paper before. haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the paper then everybody crowd around to discuss. I think Zirui sits beside me.. so you jin came to find him. then You jin says the paper very easy..so i asked him about that 3 questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he says the box signifys intellegence and knowledge (?!?!) and the schroders sample will cause too much fertilizers to be put on a plant, then everybody will focus on the soil and not the flower/leaves. okok i don't understand what he says,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29969230-3181348741414242881?l=yodreamng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/feeds/3181348741414242881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29969230&amp;postID=3181348741414242881&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/3181348741414242881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/3181348741414242881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/2007/04/chem-paper.html' title='chem paper'/><author><name>yohfng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13563080589554503171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29969230.post-5109343264184691489</id><published>2007-04-12T02:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T02:24:30.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cheated exam</title><content type='html'>I'm rushing for Maths exam! and i'm late. At the examination hall, i realised i forgot to bring calculator! so have to raise hand and borrow calculator. Then the teacher ask zirui to take the calculator from the store room for me. after he came out and give me the calculator, 2 other ppl(qinqi and jeslin) also ask for calculators. Zirui is pissed off cos he don't get extra time for exam too when he helped us. i feel very bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started the paper in a room. Cos we are late, so there is this room for latecomers. then do do do(i was a bit stuck, no mood).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people in the room are very restless and fidgity. sitting beside me is Jeslin. she kept talking to qinqi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, everybody say they wanna go out. jeslin asked me if i wan, and i agreed.so we walked out of the room. wanna go eat, but they seem to be walking to so far away.. how can we make it back to the examination room on time?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we walked, i was alone and left out. after walking for a long distance, i approached jeslin and asked her if she had finished the paper. she say yes. then everybody says they have finished the paper already (i haven't even completed one question).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, so everybody did one section each and let each other copy. so they finished very fast. but they didn't get me involved in this. instead, they ask me out. grr.. so i went back to the room and continued doing the paper. my mood was terrible and felt cheated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This dream Contains a feeling that occured a few hours before my sleep, although much exaggerated.. (quite often right? but the impact is bigger)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setting looks like my primary school, with the long corridor linking from the canteen area to the end part of the classrooms. In reality, it's really a long straight corridor, u can see from this end to that end. but in the dream perhaps the range of view is shorter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we always want to get to the 3rd storey and it is very accessible. but i always get lost. feel annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest of the dream contains personal feelings. not to be revealed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29969230-5109343264184691489?l=yodreamng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/feeds/5109343264184691489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29969230&amp;postID=5109343264184691489&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/5109343264184691489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/5109343264184691489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/2007/04/cheated-exam.html' title='cheated exam'/><author><name>yohfng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13563080589554503171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29969230.post-2488808422771494635</id><published>2007-03-19T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T20:56:39.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 dreams</title><content type='html'>2 dreams to talk about here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st one. Fake money sale&lt;br /&gt;I got in touch with 2 gangsters and agreed to help them sell fake US money. So i have to go to the supplier and get a lot of these in big sheets, then go and tear it into money size. Stupidly, i went to tear the money at the MRT station, where everybody can see me. So i tear and tear.. then the gangsters called me to tell me the police are watching me! They ask me to pretend nothing has happened and keep the fake moneys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then a policewoman came. She used a laser gun (i think), wanted to shoot me but shot my bag with the money instead. Then came another policeman, wanted to shoot me but shot the floor instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end i went home and let mother scold. I lied that i went to sell biscuits, then she scold me even louder. The volume makes me feel like i'm breaking down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd dream: Taekwondo training (again)&lt;br /&gt;Setting is around my primary school area, suddenly change to amk centre and then to hwa chong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking home from school (primary school). It's raining heavily and i don't have umbrella, so i was trying to analyse which is the shortest path i can take so that i will escape from the rain fastest. Met an old woman who told me not to walk/run in the rain. Ignored her advice and decided to run up the grass slope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now setting change to amk centre, where taekwondo training takes place in reality. I sat at the void deck and soon the tkd instructor and fellow tkd mates walked towards my direction. I took out the tkd gi and changed into it. Poom belt =) , wondering if he would allow me to convert to black belt now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He ask me to prepare for training and i was delighted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUddenly i rmb it's the 2nd mar i have to rush back to school at 5pm to collect my A levels result! So halfway during training i ran to hwa chong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People are already gathering around to collect A level results. Now scenes are just like how it look like during THAT day. I took my results and was very sad.  Sigh, and Mdm Ching even had to read results aloud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later i saw taekwondo training in hc. Oh, that alumni is there. Wanted to join in but she says i'm not from hc taekwondo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The striking similarity between all the taekwondo-related dreams recently is surprising.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29969230-2488808422771494635?l=yodreamng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/feeds/2488808422771494635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29969230&amp;postID=2488808422771494635&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/2488808422771494635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/2488808422771494635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/2007/03/2-dreams.html' title='2 dreams'/><author><name>yohfng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13563080589554503171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29969230.post-8225559264010397917</id><published>2007-03-14T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T18:44:48.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 dreams</title><content type='html'>This entry i'm going to type about 3 dreams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First dream. I'm in a state of depression?!! smth like that. Then i went to draw a series of comic, very well drawn but abstract. It's rather complex actually. even when i'm reading it i get confused at some parts. But it's like a person's biography. I also don't know why i make this person like that. so i showed this comic series to Yuejia. She starts interpreting it..but it's too complex so she say she'd go and redraw and make it easier to understand. I said she won't understand but she made a bet with me confidently. The bet is $3 i think. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days later, she really came with a newly drawn comic strip. Then she starts explaining. Hmmm, actually her interpretation is way off lor, not correct at all. but i see she's so confident can't bear to say it's wrong. So i say correct lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second dream to talk about. It's guzheng SYF! I'm from the third section (sit at 3rd row), but i have a small solo part. When we all reached the backstage, everybody began unpacking and start tuning the guzhengs. However, i'm very lazy i and seem not to know that the competition is starting in 10min time. so i was sitting aside and wasting time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly everybody are queueing up already, ready to go on stage. so i joined the queue. I saw Qin Si took my guzheng! Although i think i'm too used to my guzheng and i play a rather impt role here, but i didn't go and ask her to let me have my guzheng back. I took her guzheng and made do with it instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started! The first song is yi zu wu qu (same as our SYF piece then). Karin opened the piece solo and i'm supposed to follow up another solo. But she played very softly and i can't hear her properly even though i sit very near her. When it's my turn already, i realised i forgot to put on the nails!?! So had to ask the judges to let us  start all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i put on the nails. When it comes to my turn again, i realised the guzheng strings are extremely loose and out of tune. Hardly can it produce any melody. So i requested to start again and asked Qin Si to let me have back my guzheng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time the judges don't give us another chance already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third dream i forgot already. When i rmb den i update this entry ba. see ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29969230-8225559264010397917?l=yodreamng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/feeds/8225559264010397917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29969230&amp;postID=8225559264010397917&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/8225559264010397917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/8225559264010397917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/2007/03/3-dreams.html' title='3 dreams'/><author><name>yohfng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13563080589554503171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29969230.post-6348107140867367474</id><published>2007-02-22T01:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T02:00:29.558-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Admin Job</title><content type='html'>I dreamt that I’ve changed a job. Still an admin job, and the location is near the the previous office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took up the job without first resigning the previous one. On this morning, I reported to my new workplace. So we have to attend a class to learn everything first. It’s in a classroom, lots of adults around. The person sitting beside me is a girl whom I jus got to know, and the other one sitting beside me is a primary school classmate of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never take the initiative to talk to that primary school friend (a male). Then there is a test to see if we had paid attention in class. Strangely, the teacher marked his work on my paper, i.e my paper has 2 comments and marking. Weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it’s lunch break. 11am to 11.45am. I went to lunch with the girl I’ve just known. Oh the streets are so crowded, I was wondering whether we can make it back on time for lunch break. Suddenly the girl called up a name. The name is my primary school classmate (not the one in the class just now). Then I also called out to him. Although he was just directly in front of us (very near), he didn’t respond to us at all. I suspect we’ve seen the wrong person. I tried to go in front of him to look at his face but he walked away too quickly. Later I realised he is that girl’s husband and they have been separated for 6 years. O_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking, maybe the previous job is better. Better boss. Better pay. This job is hard labour, measly pay, torturous supervisors. As I walked in between the buildings, I faced the dilema.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29969230-6348107140867367474?l=yodreamng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/feeds/6348107140867367474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29969230&amp;postID=6348107140867367474&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/6348107140867367474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/6348107140867367474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/2007/02/admin-job.html' title='Admin Job'/><author><name>yohfng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13563080589554503171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29969230.post-3973477961148133018</id><published>2007-02-15T17:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T17:10:47.845-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taekwondo</title><content type='html'>A long dream again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t really remember how it starts, but it’s all about taekwondo. A bit of background knowledge first: People who pass the blackbelt grading before 16 years old will be awarded Poom belt. The rank is equivalent to black belt, just that there are some restrictions at tournament. A pattern is a set of moves, like you have an imagery opponent. Allow you to show off the techniques and apply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m back to taekwondo, and the 2 instructors welcomed me. The other members welcomed me back too. So, we start to train up for the next tournament. Tough trainings, but I was very happy that I’m back here in tkd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I saw someone who looks like one of my tkd instructors a few days ago. Trigger me to think of taekwondo again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later I get to join the taekwondo team in my school. Don’t know what school is that. Anyway, I was posted to the blackbelt/poom belt category. However, they didn’t allow me to do anything except sitting at one side to watch them practise. Never mind I’m already very glad to get on with taekwondo again. So I watched them practise the blackbelt 1st dan pattern. I knew how to do it last time but I forgot, so I was trying to refresh my memory for this pattern by looking at them. As they do the pattern I memorised. (wow, it’s really the pattern I see in my dream, it’s real). There’s this part in the beginning where you have to do 2 side kicks consectively, but I see all of them doing 3 kicks. I began to get confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bit of descriptions. Most of the students there are poom belts, 2 black belts around. But the people there are mostly around the same age as me so I was wondering why the poom belts haven’t convert to black belts. One of the black belts is someone I knew. He is from the same branch as me but in real life I don’t really like him. In the dream he was very clumsy. So weird. As for the rest of the students, most of them are quite good in the patterns and punching. The leader (the other blackbelt) demand every move to produce a sound. But it didn’t reflect very well I thought. They looked so mechnical. Everybody kicks to the same height too, quite high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tournament is around the corner, but somehow the school doesn’t really train me. I began to suspect something is happening behind me and I’m completely oblivious. I realised it’s my fren in tkd last time who told the blackbelt not to train me. Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29969230-3973477961148133018?l=yodreamng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/feeds/3973477961148133018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29969230&amp;postID=3973477961148133018&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/3973477961148133018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/3973477961148133018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/2007/02/taekwondo.html' title='Taekwondo'/><author><name>yohfng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13563080589554503171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29969230.post-116979131113479806</id><published>2007-01-25T22:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T22:01:51.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'>another A level dream</title><content type='html'>The most recent dream on A level results!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got AAAD, GP D7, Maths S ungraded and Chem S distinction. Well, kinda disappointed. I was really sad with all the failing grades. Yuejia sitting beside me, she got AAAA, and GP C5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAter i saw max and liangcheng (Surprise.).. both of them said that they got distinction for maths S. MAx laughed at me for getting ungraded. I felt very ashamed cos i'm a FM student and yet i fail Maths S. Very sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw Mdm madihah.. She was disappointed with me too. haiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish i could retake A levels, so i approached some friends and teachers (saw esther, yeehwee, mr koh etc).. most of them ignore me and don't really listen to what i say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking, how should i face others with this kind of results?? Why is everybody ignoring me and some don't believe wat i say. Perhaps they think i'm just exaggerating and doesn't mean what i say. So they were quite annoyed and doesn't wish to listen/talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's review all my 'A level result' dreams.&lt;br /&gt;First one: i got AACC, youjin got DEOF&lt;br /&gt;2nd one: i got ACDE&lt;br /&gt;3rd dream: this one, AAAD, but fail GP and maths S, chem S get distinction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i'll hope for 4A and perhaps a B in GP.. As for S papers i'll be happy with 2 merits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other dream is about me going into a music school. This school accepts only music talents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I walk in the school, a fierce woman came out and start scolding me. SHe says, i'm not as musically talented as people claim to be. I'm too arrogant to assume that i am one. Her eyes were very fierce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After listening to these, i think she's right and so i left.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29969230-116979131113479806?l=yodreamng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/feeds/116979131113479806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29969230&amp;postID=116979131113479806&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/116979131113479806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/116979131113479806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/2007/01/another-level-dream.html' title='another A level dream'/><author><name>yohfng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13563080589554503171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29969230.post-116704926895264357</id><published>2006-12-25T04:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T04:21:08.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>earth</title><content type='html'>Oh! Earth does not has that fixed axis to rotate about. For every round it spin, the axis will rotate by 45 degress. So, similarly there's no fixed equator. Sometimes singapore is at the north pole and sometimes it'll be at the south pole. So this new model is spread around and the old model is being abandoned. Argh, then all our physics knowledge are nothing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29969230-116704926895264357?l=yodreamng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/feeds/116704926895264357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29969230&amp;postID=116704926895264357&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/116704926895264357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/116704926895264357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/2006/12/earth.html' title='earth'/><author><name>yohfng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13563080589554503171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29969230.post-116575671672047193</id><published>2006-12-10T05:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T05:18:36.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'>leeweisong music school</title><content type='html'>This dream is probably related to my worry in real life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Background info: I want to learn music arrangement, but the course is too expensive for me. The staff from lee wei song music school told me that i can go through a test/assesment so that i can be exempted from some lessons. i'm worry that i'm not good enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the dream:I go to lee wei song music school for the test. Saw lee wei song at the doorstep to welcome me. Then i went in and saw my examiners. I didn't expect this test to be so formal. The 2 examiners are 2 fierce/arrogant-looking man and i was quite intimitaded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The test began. They gave me a score and want me to sight-read it immediately. Before i start playing they said i failed the test. I felt very confused. Then a guy came. They said he is much better than me.&lt;br /&gt;I forgot the rest of the dream. Cos i blog it some time after the dream.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29969230-116575671672047193?l=yodreamng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/feeds/116575671672047193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29969230&amp;postID=116575671672047193&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/116575671672047193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/116575671672047193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/2006/12/leeweisong-music-school.html' title='leeweisong music school'/><author><name>yohfng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13563080589554503171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29969230.post-116330301764271085</id><published>2006-11-11T19:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T19:43:37.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ghost in phone</title><content type='html'>i'm a grown up i think. I have a friend, her face is actually the actress who always act as long2 po2. I'm a supersitious person but someone's wife is not (surprisingly). I shall call her O for the rest of this entry. One day, it's the day to pay respect to anscestors. O was one of the organisers. She did something she shouldn't do-- she took the roll of papers from the table and placed it on another table. When i saw this, i can sense that something bad will happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then someone warned everybody to escape because the ghost is coming. So everybody ran, i became me and i ran too. oh i was alone and felt lonely and scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the ghost chose me and hide in my phone. the long po came and told me not to be friendly to the ghost. otherwise i will bond with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subsequently, the ghost called me very very frequently. When i answered it, the ghost will be very friendly to me. The ghost's voice is like a child, very loud. Sometimes, i want to save money because i don't have free talktime, so i asked the ghost to appear and talk to me directly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh the ghost is a pretty girl, with long hair and fair skin etc. Since other people can't see her, i will talk to her as if i'm talking to handphone. Soon we became good friends. Suddenly i remembered long po's words. and she appeared in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I regreted to be friend with the ghost, so i request that everything starts again. so time turns back. This time, i was determined not to answer any phone calls. I always get miss calls and the name is "v" .. maybe the ghost named herself v.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was very scared, so i decided to answer the call and listen to wad the ghost has to say. surprisingly, she wasn't angry with me and tried to be friend with me again. I have my reservations of course. i didn't want to friend her but i was afriad that she will hurt me. So i pretended to friend her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the long po appear and scold me. She took the ghost away and put her in the backstage of some theatre. Ghost showed herserlf and scare people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you think this dream can be the plot of some ghost movie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd dream i dreamt of esther in AVT. She asked me to play hungarian dance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29969230-116330301764271085?l=yodreamng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/feeds/116330301764271085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29969230&amp;postID=116330301764271085&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/116330301764271085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/116330301764271085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/2006/11/ghost-in-phone.html' title='Ghost in phone'/><author><name>yohfng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13563080589554503171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29969230.post-116322068894355690</id><published>2006-11-10T20:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T20:51:28.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GP exam</title><content type='html'>i was in GP exam. the question booklet is so colourful! so colourful that the fonts are so small and light-coloured. I can't see the questions properly. HAve to squirm my eyes.. The fonts are orange colour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i was looking at the questions. Thes questions are categorised into "mass media, your country, environment, economics, young people etc". Since i've done so many questions on economics already, i might as well look at that. Oh the questions are so weird! they ask you whether chua chu kang town council have done their part, how has CCC contributed to our lives ( i don't know wad is CCC,maybe chua chu kang again). then i can't do those q! so i look at "young people".. they ask you about deforestation. Then i tot, isn't this under environment? maybe they wan to ask you how has young people contributed to deforestation. Half an hour has passed and i still haven't decide on which question to do! the invilgilator see that and she stares at me fiercely. cos she tot i want to cheat. so i pretend to write something. Then, some MOE people came and say they want to look around. They came my seat and said i cheated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29969230-116322068894355690?l=yodreamng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/feeds/116322068894355690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29969230&amp;postID=116322068894355690&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/116322068894355690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/116322068894355690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/2006/11/gp-exam.html' title='GP exam'/><author><name>yohfng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13563080589554503171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29969230.post-116124465781854649</id><published>2006-10-19T00:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T00:57:37.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yellow cat</title><content type='html'>I went to library, it's white colour, with a round structure. very hard to describe. anyway, i went to explore around. There are a lot of books and i love them. yay. There's one section where there's food. you can borrow food to eat. i borrowed a bear cookie to eat (u know, the koala bear cookie, with chocolate inside) . I eat the cookies happily. When i'm finish, i go and return some receipt. Then, a man comes and tell me i have to pay $39.90 for the cookies. I'm shocked. Such expensive cookies? Then, the librarian gave him a paper clip with $1 on it. Then the man left shamefully. but i dun understand wad it means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I brought my mother and friends to the library. Suddenly, i'm in the process of rushing to a place. Outside the library, i see a very small and cute kitten. it's yellowish in colour and it seems to like me. I played with it a while and then it followed me. So, i carried it with me. i went to take MRT. I met a woman in black dress and she sat beside me. I was looking at her eyes. She told me i'm very kind-hearted to take in a kitten. lol. So i told her i'm on my way to a music meeting. I'm getting late! Then she says she wants to come along and i agreed. by the time we reached, it's my performance already and i missed it. I said sorry to the person in charge and he asked me why am i late(he has a china accent). i feel so guilty. The cat is outside waiting for me. I saw william and he has golden hair?!!! oh my. He said something to me but i forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's deep night. I carried the kitten and slept ON it. treat it like a pillow. the woman tell me it's unhealthy for me and the cat. When i woke up, the cat is flat! haiz i thought i killed it. then it recovered and it likes me ever after!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29969230-116124465781854649?l=yodreamng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/feeds/116124465781854649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29969230&amp;postID=116124465781854649&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/116124465781854649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/116124465781854649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/2006/10/yellow-cat.html' title='Yellow cat'/><author><name>yohfng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13563080589554503171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29969230.post-116048614264693769</id><published>2006-10-10T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T06:15:42.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dreamt that my GP essay got 4/50... so lan.. but zirui got 0 marks.. he ben si le&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29969230-116048614264693769?l=yodreamng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/feeds/116048614264693769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29969230&amp;postID=116048614264693769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/116048614264693769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/116048614264693769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-dreamt-that-my-gp-essay-got-450.html' title=''/><author><name>yohfng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13563080589554503171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29969230.post-115987948050363764</id><published>2006-10-03T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T05:44:40.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>king</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;i was taking an half-hour nap when i reached home today..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I dreamt that i'm a king, with blue-haired ppl serving me. in my palace i think hair colour represent your status. blue-hair is probably quite low-ranking.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I like this commoner girl. She has small eyes and she looks tired. And she is probably pretty. As i was talking, she went out. The blue hairs are on their way serving tea then. They saw the girl and thought she looks very tired. oh the 2 blue hair ppl looks like comic characters. The short hair one took pity on her and decided to give her energy. So the 2 blue hairs gave the girl a blow of energy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh the girl is not a good person. She is here to harm me! how can the blue hairs give her energy.&lt;br /&gt;I realised that i kept dreaming that i assume a male role.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Talk about another dream. Setting is in school(mixture of primary school corridor and JC school classroom). Youjin was doing a chem question on electrolysis. It's a difficult question. the Q consist of 4 batteries connected in a square and electrolysis takes place when connect wires to any 2 points.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;YOujin says this Q is difficult and more difficult than chem S. i think so too. Yue jia is a clever girl. She can memorize the Q and can solve it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then youjin's mother came and scolded either of us. I took special note at her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29969230-115987948050363764?l=yodreamng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/feeds/115987948050363764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29969230&amp;postID=115987948050363764&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/115987948050363764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/115987948050363764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/2006/10/king.html' title='king'/><author><name>yohfng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13563080589554503171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29969230.post-115967665656062590</id><published>2006-09-30T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T21:24:16.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yucks</title><content type='html'>horrible dream-&lt;br /&gt;it was really er xin, i can constantly feel the nausea feel. oh my.it's such a vomit-inducing dream. In this dream, I am I, but my family is different. It consist of a broken couple. i stay with the male side, the man likes to drink. so i lead an unhappy life. But in our hearts, we hope that the couple will he hao. The female too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the first place, the reason that brought the two of them together is that they have a big unusual common point-- they like to eat worms. OH my i wan to vomit! !!! jiu ming ah.. the woman brought worms..  T_T i wan to cry already..can't carry on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning i wake up feeling very vomit-ish..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya talking about my dream. On friday, i went out at night to meet shavonne as she wanted to return me something. we saw fireworks! surprised. Why would some ppl suddenly put fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On tat very night, i had a dream on fireworks. I'm the leader of some organisation. then we had to hold a celebration. SO i went to the fireworks company. I realised we an design our fireworks! as in, i can draw something sophisticated and this can appear on the sky! i need money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in this risk-taking team (?) . everybody are around the same age as me. they are strangers. I tried to mix in them, not to be too antisocial but apparently, I remained a loner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29969230-115967665656062590?l=yodreamng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/feeds/115967665656062590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29969230&amp;postID=115967665656062590&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/115967665656062590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/115967665656062590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/2006/09/yucks.html' title='yucks'/><author><name>yohfng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13563080589554503171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29969230.post-115832423279510072</id><published>2006-09-15T05:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T05:43:52.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cleaner</title><content type='html'>Today after the Maths paper 2 i regreted the Q i chose so i went home to sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i am still in secondary school. My job is to run errands and do all the miscellous stuff, like arranging chairs, sweep floor etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i was checking the auditorium before a concert to make sure that things are neat and clean, i was bored. I thought i should be performing, not cleaning stuff &gt;_&lt; ... Suddenly i saw a reporter. It's a guy, his face looks familiar. but i dunno him. then he approached me and interviewed me. he is just doing an interview for public opinion on certain issues, then show on TV. then i was very nervous, so i stutter.. cannot speak very fluently. but i still try to express my opinion la.. I think my answer was too long, somemore i'm not very fluent, so i can sense that he is a bit impatient. as i finished my second point, i stutter alot then i ask him to forget what i said.. so i wanted to give a new point. then he looks very unwilling.. so i stopped and allowed him to ask other people.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next scene was abit disgusting. there is a bad guy. but i think he is my supervisor. haiz.. then he showed me a branch of grapes.. eeeeee....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29969230-115832423279510072?l=yodreamng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/feeds/115832423279510072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29969230&amp;postID=115832423279510072&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/115832423279510072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/115832423279510072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/2006/09/cleaner.html' title='cleaner'/><author><name>yohfng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13563080589554503171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29969230.post-115820563415106989</id><published>2006-09-13T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T20:47:14.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nuclear physics</title><content type='html'>i dreamt of nuclear physics.. tada! and conversion of H+ ion to H2 molecule is called oxidation!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29969230-115820563415106989?l=yodreamng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/feeds/115820563415106989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29969230&amp;postID=115820563415106989&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/115820563415106989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/115820563415106989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/2006/09/nuclear-physics.html' title='nuclear physics'/><author><name>yohfng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13563080589554503171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29969230.post-115788090985325857</id><published>2006-09-10T02:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T02:35:09.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>class</title><content type='html'>Another dream on misery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The class. I was unhappy.. i don't like to be in the class. cos i feel so left out and out of place. they are dicussing some class outings, but as usual, they automatically count me out. I was so painful.. the same combinations of people around as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They decided to go to a place where there is beach, forest and swamps. somehow i followed along reluctantly. they soon headed for various destinations without informing me, treating me as though i m invisible or some stranger. My best friend in the class left with the other cliques. I was stoning at a bridge before i knew they are gone already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have some supernatural powers i think. I can see what i want to see. i wanted to see where are my classmates. so i saw.. actually they are not far away, but i don't want to catch up.. at this point of time, i was in deep misery..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly i saw our physics teacher mr tan. he told me he noticed that i am very out of the class recently. so in my mind i went to see how i behaved in class. i was sulking! hmm.. then he told me he is very anti-social as well. he told me it is bad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the scene changes.. i can't make up the sequences le. just images.. Anyway my main mood in the dream was real pain and misery. it is so real!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This dream doesn't need any interpretations. it is just a reflection of real life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red colour is a very stimulating and dynamic colour. can be associated with anger or passion or desire-- especially sexual desires.. it is a warming, uplifting  olour and is used in healing to treate any illness related to coldness or stiffness.. red comes to our dreams to inspire us.. we need to create more more movement in our lives..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29969230-115788090985325857?l=yodreamng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/feeds/115788090985325857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29969230&amp;postID=115788090985325857&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/115788090985325857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/115788090985325857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/2006/09/class.html' title='class'/><author><name>yohfng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13563080589554503171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29969230.post-115763221446685823</id><published>2006-09-07T05:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T05:30:14.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;ANOTHER DREAM ON DANCING LESSON!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i just received my chem exam paper. Then i argued with a friend, then the fren asked me to drop chem. as i was angry, i decided to drop chem. i went to find mdm ching, and she approved of me dropping chem.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;half a year passed. i did a chem paper and i start to miss chem a lot. i regreted dropping chem. somemore, what a subject combi is this? double maths and physics? why should i drop chem?!?! so i wanted to go and find mdm ching and ask her whether i can still take chem in A levels.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I met a lot of obstacles i think. suddenly, someone says i have to go learn dancing before i can take chem.. so i went dancing. oh i realised i had a talent in dancing. i can dance.. but the student behind me keep telling me that my legs are not straight enough and etc etc.. want me to give up dancing. (i think the student behind me is my friend..a good friend)..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;at this part, i begin to feel very tortured. really, i am very miserable. I lost everything. ok i shall skip this part..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but i met a kind person, he/she saved me momentarily. but all the gates in the school are closed and i couldn't go home. i was desperate. i climbed the trees and did everything possible just to hide myself. i feel so ashamed.. haiz.. then i was crying miserably.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i think someone saw me. i don't care.. i am very miserable :'(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;soon i woke up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29969230-115763221446685823?l=yodreamng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/feeds/115763221446685823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29969230&amp;postID=115763221446685823&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/115763221446685823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/115763221446685823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/2006/09/dance.html' title='Dance..'/><author><name>yohfng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13563080589554503171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29969230.post-115725307456972480</id><published>2006-09-02T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T20:11:14.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the</title><content type='html'>i shall talk about my dreams for last night and last last night. Last night one first, since it's still fresh in my memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first dream the main character is a pretty girl i guess.call her C.. sometimes i am the audience sometimes i'm first person. then the girl has a good friend, with long hair. I shall call the good fren G.. one day, C is unhappy. so she went to drink? then she met bad people, so she went home unhappily. G accompanied her home but C was rude to her although G was nice. So G left. C felt tired, so she decided NOT to go home. then something horrible happened. then i woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's still night, so i should go back to sleep. then i had another dream. I'm in GP lesson. mdm madihah conducted the lesson. as usual i sat with yue jia. we sat at the first row. as i felt very bored, i decided to take my violin and go play outside. so i took the violin and pretended to go toilet. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i headed for the toilet, i saw an advertisment in the air. it's an album. 4 girls, playing flute, violin, viola and cello. so i listened to a song. then i went to toilet and practise that song. yay i played so nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that i went back to class and hide my violin underneath the desk. suddenly, mdm madihah went out because she wants to receive a call.then QQ they all followed. they played a prank on mdm madihah la. they want mdm madihah to be their geog teacher instead of GP teacher. actually i felt quite left out cos everyone in the class knew about the plan except me. haiz this feeling..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yue jia and me were arguing where to eat for lunch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream last last night:&lt;br /&gt;I wear contact lens.... aiya i can't remember it now. maybe i update later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29969230-115725307456972480?l=yodreamng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/feeds/115725307456972480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29969230&amp;postID=115725307456972480&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/115725307456972480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/115725307456972480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/2006/09/blog-post.html' title='the'/><author><name>yohfng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13563080589554503171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29969230.post-115711767126484418</id><published>2006-09-01T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T06:34:31.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So long... so complete..</title><content type='html'>I was at a CO performance. representing the CC. As i'm waiting for my performance i watched other performances. There is a dance performance which i like. After tat, i decided to join the dance group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon i went for the first practice. i was shocked to see that the instructor is actually my taekwondo instructor. and i see a familiar face. that is supposed to be my good friend. at this stage, this is a girl and i'm a girl too. but she wasn't very friendly with me. so i wasn't happy during this practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, the scene is just a narrating session, where i'm getting to know my identity in the dream. At this stage, i am a boy. that good friend is a boy too. the name is Ming Kiat i think.. something lidat, so i shall address him as MK from here onwards. He started&lt;br /&gt;to dislike me because i became successful (heard)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following, i went for the dance practice as usual. Somehow in my subconscious I know that MK wants to kill me. And yes! he wants to kill me! He made me consume something so that i will die in 2 hours time. He put me in a bus, trying to send me somewhere so that i will die the way he wants. At this point of time, my soul left my body and i wanted to save myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met Doraemon. yes yes doraemon. And somehow i think i suddenly think of ma xiao ling (some vampire slayer). So i have to take myself to the airport by 2.15 (the time i will die) so that i can reverse time and i will not die. I have to do something too, will elaborate. Ya the logic goes somewhat like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doraemon wanted to save me too. but it has its own way. It took out a television, and asked a reporter and many people to come. Then, my soul came in contact with MK. He told me why he hates me. and he had an ulterior motive too, but i can't remember. the television recorded wad he said and showed everybody in the world. So MK’s reputation is spoiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I need to do to prevent myself from dying? I need to kill someone or I have to take a dead body. So I spotted a dying woman. I asked  her husband for permission and I took her body. Doraemon helped me too. The woman is dressed in bright red. i think doraemon took her in a big cloth. We need to place the dead body right beside MK when he was driving. So, me and doraemon went to the driving place and talked to MK. He wasn’t very mean. And we placed the  body beside him, which the head below and legs on the seat, covering it up with the cloth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I want to vomit when I think of this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, having the dead body beside MK will make him drive to the airport. It’s only a few minutes left to 2.15 and I gotta hurry! I can feel someone supporting me, like jiayou jiayou.. I saw my class, so I ran towards them. But no! I need to get to the original place so tat I can reverse time and save myself! And I ran and ran until I stepped into the glowing region and time is reversed. Yep so I’m saved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I woke up from my seat. Cos my soul returned to my body. I saw MK uncovering the cloth and saw the dead body, looking so shocked. I keep notcing that the woman wore red colour. It’s so stricking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the MOST complete and longest dream I’ve ever experienced. Such an eventful dream and it’s so long. I don’t dare to interprete the dream. It’s so long and vivid&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29969230-115711767126484418?l=yodreamng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/feeds/115711767126484418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29969230&amp;postID=115711767126484418&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/115711767126484418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/115711767126484418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/2006/09/so-long-so-complete.html' title='So long... so complete..'/><author><name>yohfng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13563080589554503171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29969230.post-115686361746469996</id><published>2006-08-29T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T08:00:17.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FM</title><content type='html'>I studied at home today, that's why i fell asleep. haha, that is a reason why i go out to study. when i study at home i tend to spend time sleeping and eatting. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i slept and dream. i dreamt of Mr Tan Yew Ming. He is our F maths teacher. maybe because i was studying F maths before i fell asleep so i dreamt of him. anw, it's a school day but i forgot to go to school. so weird rite? then suddenly Mr Tan called me and ask me to go for maths remedial -__- .. so i made the appointment with him and stuff. he wanted to see me one hour later. oh but i just woke up how can i reach school within 1 hour? somehow, i think i was teleported over. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we reached, i realised mr tan was quite different. somehow, he is more casual and not teacher-like. suddenly in the midst of lesson he picked up the phone and started to scold. somehow he said that his mother passed away. haiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope it don't come true. i dont mean to curse..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To confused guy, i went to school on 28 aug for the physics lecture on mock prelim paper 3... went and go home. haha.. yes yes i'm more of a loner recently because i have to go through some struggles within myself. that is quite painful but i'm still trying to help myself. that's why i hope  people don't hurt me for the time being. apparently u are someone in HC?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29969230-115686361746469996?l=yodreamng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/feeds/115686361746469996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29969230&amp;postID=115686361746469996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/115686361746469996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/115686361746469996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/2006/08/fm.html' title='FM'/><author><name>yohfng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13563080589554503171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29969230.post-115676707218817031</id><published>2006-08-28T05:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T05:11:12.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hmmm</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;to confused guy, it's quite normal to feel quite revolted at this kind of dream. I had a dream of this theme before too, i felt quite disgusted in the dream and after i woke up. i didn't dream i'm a homosexual though. it's the dream in july 30, if u scroll down, but i didn't say anything about it. but my memories wasn't very vivid and i didn't really want to remember about it. bleah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha this is something interesting. As i was reading my book for confuse guy's dream, i was browsing through the theme of "sexuality" . it was said that when u have dreams related to sexuality, there is a spirit/monster on you. scary right! but that is just a myth.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the previous entry is typed a few days ago. but i deleted a big portion of it. =D  .. Part of it is youjin's dream interpretation but since he has done it himself so be it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My dream last night.. haha weird, i dreamt that i went to today's physics lecture. I was sitting alone cos nobody wants to sit with me. perhaps i'm too irritating. (actually today i really sat alone) then i realised that i brought the wrong bag and i didn't bring the question paper and my work. Haiz, i was sitting alone nobody to share with. then suddenly i think i was teleported to a classroom. i saw yiqun. he offered to lend me his question paper because he is going to pon the lecture. hahah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Actually i had dreams regarding loneliness quite a few times. I think the meaning should be quite direct..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29969230-115676707218817031?l=yodreamng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/feeds/115676707218817031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29969230&amp;postID=115676707218817031&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/115676707218817031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/115676707218817031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/2006/08/hmmm.html' title='hmmm'/><author><name>yohfng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13563080589554503171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29969230.post-115625891979256770</id><published>2006-08-22T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T08:01:59.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>confused guy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;This is in response to "confused guy" 's question. Read this,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To dream that you are homosexual (but you are not in your waking life), represents a union with aspects of yourself. It is symbolic of self-love, self-acceptance, and compassion.  If, in your dream, you are not comfortable with homosexuality, then it suggests some fears/anxieties about your masculinity (if you are male). You may be experiencing some insecurity in your relations with the opposite sex.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;actually it's more important to take note of your feelings in ur dreams. anyway, if u know me in person u can borrow some books on dreams from me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i was reading my previous dream entries. wow i was quite surprised that all the scenes are still so vivid. keeping a dream blog is good! hmm the books always say that dreams have therapeutic purposes. now i can experience the effects.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29969230-115625891979256770?l=yodreamng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/feeds/115625891979256770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29969230&amp;postID=115625891979256770&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/115625891979256770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/115625891979256770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/2006/08/confused-guy.html' title='confused guy'/><author><name>yohfng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13563080589554503171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29969230.post-115599889823596957</id><published>2006-08-19T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T07:53:07.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good dreams</title><content type='html'>Friday's dream-- it's good, but too bad my mother came in and disturb me and keep demanding me to reply her, so i had no choice but to wake up... haiz, i wanted to carry on the dream!! heard of composers composing songs in their dreams right? yea i had this sort of dream!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't really rmb how it starts. I was with a prince(someone very rich?), cos i need to help him to retrive the gold cup that he had morgage to a weird family. I think the family helped him in some way, so he left the 2 gold cups there.. the family believes that 钱财如粪土 .. upon knowing that we were quite happy at first cos the probability that they will return us the gold cup is higher! So we went up the mountain to search for the family (the scene looks like some 古装戏 ..&lt;br /&gt;However, when I asked them for the gold cups, they gave me purple cups! Maybe I'm colour-blind or something I thought that is gold cup. So I showed the prince, then he told me it’s not his cup. Only then I realise thart I am holding some weird cups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order to make them return the cups, I decided to teach their daughter MUSIC! Oh, the girl is a music talent, good good. Then I'm very happy. I started teaching her yangqin. But she doesn't seem to be good at holding the sticks and I can't understand why. I was helping her to hold the sticks. I was so patient that I can't believe it when I woke up. Then I woke up. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INterpretation of CUPS:&lt;br /&gt;To see a cup in your dream, represents nurturance and the womb. The cup may also signify healing, rejuvenation, and healing. Alternatively, it indicates a transcendence into a realm of higher consciousness. Is the cup half-full or half-empty? Do you see life from an optimistic or pessimistic point of view.&lt;br /&gt;To see a cup with a broken handle, indicates your feelings of inadequacy and anxieties of being unable to handle a particular situation.&lt;br /&gt;To see a broken cup in your dream, denotes feelings of powerlessness, guilt and/or low self-esteem. Perhaps you feel unqualified or inadequate in dealing with a situation&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29969230-115599889823596957?l=yodreamng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/feeds/115599889823596957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29969230&amp;postID=115599889823596957&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/115599889823596957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/115599889823596957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/2006/08/good-dreams.html' title='Good dreams'/><author><name>yohfng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13563080589554503171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29969230.post-115526907326075001</id><published>2006-08-10T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T06:21:52.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>horrible dream</title><content type='html'>had a horrible dream last night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a younger sister. she's about 12 years old i suppose. one day, both of us go home late. she's walking in front of me on the way home. at the lift, we saw an old man and a girl. both of them are evil looking. suddenly, i'm in the shoes of my sister. i remembered the horror of walking through the corridor seeing a evil face in every door. in fact, i've encountered that myself and i was scared too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interpretation at this point: "If you do not have a sister and dream that you have one, then it signifies some qualities that you need to activate or acknowledge within your own self. Pay attention to the actions and behavior of your dream sister."&lt;br /&gt;"To dream that someone or something is evil, denotes a repressed and/or forbidden aspect of yourself. This part of yourself may be seeking recognition and acknowledgment.  Alternatively,  evil may also be a reflection of your strong, negative emotions like hate, anger, etc"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as my sister walks, the evil girl flew through and my sister died. it was so sudden. but just before she dies, i see her face right in front of me. does tat mean anything? then i was scared so i hurried home. i see a lot of people in my house. sigh, so i cannot really speak. when there are people around, nobody will ever listen to me. that is my situation too in real life. always get ignored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when they go off, i tell my mother. soon, i received a call from the evil man. he told me i'm the next to die. and i'll die by tomorrow. then i was so scared. haiz. my mother asked me to take a leave from school. hopefully when tomorrow pass, i'm alright. but, in my heart i was yearning to do everything that i wanted to do and yet i didn't have the chance to do. since i'm dying soon why not let me do what i like on my last day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know the ending..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29969230-115526907326075001?l=yodreamng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/feeds/115526907326075001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29969230&amp;postID=115526907326075001&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/115526907326075001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/115526907326075001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/2006/08/horrible-dream.html' title='horrible dream'/><author><name>yohfng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13563080589554503171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29969230.post-115426486534911350</id><published>2006-07-30T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T06:07:45.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yuck</title><content type='html'>haiz.. i had a very er xin dream last night.. ee.. and the interpretation is bad.. sigh sigh i won't say about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29969230-115426486534911350?l=yodreamng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/feeds/115426486534911350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29969230&amp;postID=115426486534911350&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/115426486534911350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/115426486534911350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/2006/07/yuck.html' title='yuck'/><author><name>yohfng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13563080589554503171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29969230.post-115357390788713590</id><published>2006-07-22T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T06:11:47.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a bit of interpretations</title><content type='html'>my dreams interpretations.. i can remember fragments of my dreams this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"desires to fully express my emotions."&lt;br /&gt;"i'm holding in and keeping your feelings to myself. my emotions have been pent up too long. "&lt;br /&gt;"i'm unable to  advance towards my interests"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think they are quite true.. i get people critising me when i feel bad.. sigh.. nvm.. but the fact that i may not be able to advance towards my interest is demoralizing me. it makes me think that I have nothing good in life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29969230-115357390788713590?l=yodreamng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/feeds/115357390788713590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29969230&amp;postID=115357390788713590&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/115357390788713590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/115357390788713590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/2006/07/bit-of-interpretations.html' title='a bit of interpretations'/><author><name>yohfng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13563080589554503171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29969230.post-115302458366451737</id><published>2006-07-15T21:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T07:17:56.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>spider web</title><content type='html'>me and xiaoni walking a long way. xiaoni's hand has spider web. so she change place with me.. then my hand has spider web. youjin says we should go buy something to drink so that spider web goes off. there are 4 flavours. apple orange grape and lime. i wanted to buy grape but jason says it's awful. so we bought lime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="Spiders"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spiders&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;--interpretation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To see a spider in your dream, indicates that you are feeling like an outsider in some situation. Or that you may want to keep your distance and  stay away from an alluring and tempting situation.  The spider is also symbolic of feminine power. Alternatively, a spider may refer to a powerful force protecting you against  your self-destructive behavior. If you kill a spider, it symbolizes misfortune and general bad luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To see a spider spinning a web in your dream, signifies that you will be rewarded for your hard work. You will soon find yourself promoted in your job or recognized for your achievement in a difficult task.  Spiders are a symbol of creativity due to the intricate webs they spin. On a negative note, spiders may indicate a feeling of being entangled or trapped in a sticky or clingy relationship. It represents some ensnaring and controlling force. You may feel that someone or some situation is sucking the life right out of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To see a spider climbing up a wall in your dream, denotes that your desires will be soon be realized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To dream that you are bitten by a spider, represents a conflict with your mother or some dominant female figure in your life. The dream may be a metaphor for a devouring mother or the feminine power to possess and entrap. Perhaps you are feeling trapped by some relationship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is bad. i dislike life. life is bad. i dislike u. hmp.. i hate this . i dun like. oh my. life is dark. oh no.. everybody is bad. oh well..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29969230-115302458366451737?l=yodreamng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/feeds/115302458366451737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29969230&amp;postID=115302458366451737&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/115302458366451737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/115302458366451737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/2006/07/spider-web.html' title='spider web'/><author><name>yohfng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13563080589554503171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29969230.post-115296623936286896</id><published>2006-07-15T05:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T07:20:05.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mother</title><content type='html'>i dreamt that my mother died. that life is bad for me. i remember i am a bad person. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Die --interpretation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To dream that you die in your dream, symbolizes inner changes, transformation, self-discovery and positive development that is happening within you or in your life. Although such a dreams may bring about feelings of fear and anxiety, it is no cause for alarm and is often considered a positive symbol. Dreams of experiencing your own death usually means that big changes are ahead for you. You are moving on to new beginnings and leaving the past behind. These changes does not necessarily imply a negative turn of events. Metaphorically, dying can be seen as an end or a termination to your old ways and habits. So, dying does not always mean a physical death, but an ending of something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a negative note, to dream that you die may represent involvement in deeply painful relationships or unhealthy, destructive behaviors. You may feeling depressed or feel strangled by a situation or person in your waking life. Perhaps your mind is preoccupied with someone who is terminally ill or dying. Alternatively, you may be trying to get out of some obligation, responsibility or other situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To see someone dying in your dream, signifies that your feelings for that person are dead or that a significant change/loss is occurring in your relationship with that person. Alternatively, you may want to repress that aspect of yourself that is represented by the dying person&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29969230-115296623936286896?l=yodreamng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/feeds/115296623936286896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29969230&amp;postID=115296623936286896&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/115296623936286896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/115296623936286896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/2006/07/mother.html' title='mother'/><author><name>yohfng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13563080589554503171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29969230.post-115210821567160423</id><published>2006-07-05T06:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T07:03:35.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MEP kickout, ghost show</title><content type='html'>Talk about 2 dreams that i have last night, there are so vivid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First dream is a demoralizer. I am a MEP(Music Elective Programme) student in JC, i dunno what JC. We are in the first lesson, there are about 10 odd students taking MEP. The people are not very friendly apparently, they don't talk. except one boy, very sociable and talk to most of the people. Lets call him C ( there's a reason why I call him 'C').. ok, so our teacher is an ang mo. I think i wasn't really paying attention. Maybe he noticed that. cannot blame me! I don't know music other than playing music. So suddenly he begins testing some people. EVerybody performed quite well. For me, he just tested me to see whether i know what is a C major chord and a F minor chord. Surprisingly i took quite some time to figure out what is a C major chord and F minor. Both of these chords are so simple. Anyway, when i finally thought of what is it, i played but my fingers sliped on the piano. So the sound is quite yucky. the teacher didn't comment anything but just walked off quietly. C was sitting behind me. He told me that i have bad foundations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the class I told someone maybe i shouldn't take MEP. I said, I have 4 A levels subjects already, so taking MEP will be too taxing for me. C overheard this and said loudly that he takes 5 A levels subjects too, so this is not the excuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, I was loitering outside the classroom (for some reason i think, but i forgot).. The teacher came to talk to me. He told me i'm not suitable to take up MEP cos my standards are not up to it. This demoralized me. When i was walking to the bus stop, a girl came to talk to me. She persuaded me to drop MEP too, because the all the other students are of very extraoridarily high standards(unlike me).. I think i am a music idoit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talk about my feelings for this dream. I think it occurs cos i feel inferior all the time.  Always think i'm so lousy. Today morning i was thinking about it, so i went AVT in the morning and played the piano. Sigh, i think i played badly. I am merely playing notes, not music. All blame myself, who ask me to go play the big big songs without doing foundations well first. In future must work hard if i want to continue doing music! How can I continue this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok move on to the second dream i remembered. I was watching ghost movie on TV. My mother told me there are 2 versions. One is from 9.10pm to 10pm(40 min) and the other is from 12am to 6am (6 hours).. Both have the same plot, difference is that the 6-hour one is more detailed. Maybe more scary? haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly see you jin in the living room. What is he doing here in my house. Then he asked for instant noodles. so i went to cook.. Then i got the list about the show. It is a table, 4x3. Ths first column is the 4 animals we will see in the 40-min show. The full table shows the animals we will see for the 6-hour show. The 4 animals in the 40-min show are very common animals (dog, snake, monkey and some insect i forgot). However, if we watch the 6-hour show, we will see rare animals like koala bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to watch the 40-min show, but you jin wanted to watch the 6-hour show, because he wants to see koala bear. In the end we decided to watch both. I realise the monkey is a human being. Hmm, i think the monkey looks like housefly from the bacl ( housefly is a toy monkey i have, given to me by my dear girlfriend).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird dreams right?? My dreams are always weird anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29969230-115210821567160423?l=yodreamng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/feeds/115210821567160423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29969230&amp;postID=115210821567160423&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/115210821567160423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/115210821567160423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/2006/07/mep-kickout-ghost-show_05.html' title='MEP kickout, ghost show'/><author><name>yohfng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13563080589554503171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29969230.post-115164876534256950</id><published>2006-06-29T23:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T23:26:05.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catus dreams</title><content type='html'>i had an interesting dream last night, probably because i missed biology too much haha..i dreamed that i'm still a secondary student probably, still taking bio. ERm, i dunno what i'm dreaming la.. think we are supposed to do a project on catus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO i think i did research on catus. Somewhere in my report i mentioned about an old man who is very famous for keeping alot of catus in his garden. Mr Chua (my sec 3 bio teacher) wanted to check the reliability of my report so he says that he wants to check out this old man who keeps a lot of catus. so i went with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we found the man finally. I can't remember the name, think his surname begins with 'D' . should be some arbitary name. he brought us to his garden then me and mr chua begin looking for catus.. Saw a few, quite interesting. Round shaped ones, tall ones. till we forgot actually small catus exists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm. ok no meaning.. Actually some more things happened after loitering around in the garden... i can't remember that part. i remember the last part though, i need to go already and we lost the way. so we look for the garden again and find our way out throught there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29969230-115164876534256950?l=yodreamng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/feeds/115164876534256950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29969230&amp;postID=115164876534256950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/115164876534256950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/115164876534256950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/2006/06/catus-dreams.html' title='Catus dreams'/><author><name>yohfng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13563080589554503171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29969230.post-115150440244934739</id><published>2006-06-28T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T07:20:02.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stressed</title><content type='html'>what if i dream about GP higher marks than chem???!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg i stressed stressed.... sigh.. it's the first time i feel so stress towards an exam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29969230-115150440244934739?l=yodreamng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/feeds/115150440244934739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29969230&amp;postID=115150440244934739&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/115150440244934739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/115150440244934739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/2006/06/stressed.html' title='Stressed'/><author><name>yohfng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13563080589554503171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29969230.post-115098043547138990</id><published>2006-06-22T05:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T05:47:15.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taiwan Immersion Programme</title><content type='html'>I have been dreaming things related to taiwan immersion programme recently. It’s going to be one of my most dreamt themes. As usual, it’s not very plesent most of the times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, I dreamt that I have to explore this area in taiwan (I didn’t see this in taiwan real life). Actually I met some people who are not supposed to be in taiwan immersion. okok anyway, we came across this cookie shop. I think there is a line of harmoc people there. This cookie shop is interesting. There are two girls tending the stall, then we have to take orders and we have to sit at the bench to wait for our cookies to be given to us. Have to wait super long. When she called my name, i went to collect my cookies.. To my surprise, there is a long letter attached. Wow so touched. Then I realise everybody will have a letter attached. So the reason why the cookies take very long to be ready is because they write letters. Interesting! But I don’t know the shopkeeper before that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other incident is that I met yiyun this year. The story takes place in a situation where the programme ended. She asked me whether I read the note she gave me last year. It’s then when I realise that I have not opened the present that she gave me last year. When I went home and open up the presents, I saw the note. It says that I should meet her that very Sunday. So I did not open the present she gave last year till that day, and I didn’t meet her. (In reality, she did not give me a present).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29969230-115098043547138990?l=yodreamng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/feeds/115098043547138990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29969230&amp;postID=115098043547138990&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/115098043547138990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/115098043547138990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/2006/06/taiwan-immersion-programme_22.html' title='Taiwan Immersion Programme'/><author><name>yohfng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13563080589554503171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29969230.post-115077522727193252</id><published>2006-06-19T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T20:47:07.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My own weakness</title><content type='html'>so this is my first dream entry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen the exaggerated negative impact of my very own weakness. This is one very inner side of me, yet very open. Some people should have noticed. Most people probably think that i'm super moody and perhaps easily emotionally affected. That is partly true. Sometimes even i can't control what my emotions appear in outer self. really, it's a very bad feeling that i can't control myself. baaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So 3 people are playing 2 pipa, liuqin. I appear to look very sad and i try to sneak away. the girl playing the pipa is very angry. she said a lot of very hurting things to me. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few days i keep having dreams of this theme. I think i understand what i need to know. I have even dreamt of real life situations. dreamt of people like yuejia xueyi youjin and shengtao. haha actually i'm toking about one particular dream. it takes place in my primary school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am starting to realise that wat i see/think in the day starts to appear in my dream, in the same form or another. I've been able to look into my dreams more deeply already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What to do?? even if i know myself, i can't help myself. I don't know how. I'm hoping no one does that to me during this period of time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29969230-115077522727193252?l=yodreamng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/feeds/115077522727193252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29969230&amp;postID=115077522727193252&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/115077522727193252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29969230/posts/default/115077522727193252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yodreamng.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-own-weakness.html' title='My own weakness'/><author><name>yohfng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13563080589554503171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
