Archive for February, 2008

Blogs and such

Friday, February 29th, 2008

I feel like I’m blogging on myspace too much on a verge of subjugation, however, I don’t put intimate personal stuff on it, its just a moment or feeling what my moods create in a certain day.  It feels great to let it out but I’m watchful for things I put in it.  It’s just funny how people exceeded their expectations on making friends but, that term is already washed away in the deep blue sea.  How can you call everyone your real friend when you got hundreds of them?  Maybe an online buddy is fitting?  Yes you’ll eventually find a friend that has common interests but, that’s all.  its really objectional to say you have emotional attachment to them.  It’s so easy for people to be a flake than what and who they really are.

‘m not who I was

Saturday, February 23rd, 2008
"I'm not who I was"--Brandon Heath
I wish you could see me now
I wish I could show you how
I'm not who i was

Used to be mad at you
A little on the hurt-side too
But i'm not who I was

I Found my way around
To foriving you, sometime ago
But I never got to tell you

So..

I found us in a photograph
Saw me and I had to laugh
You know, I'm not who I was

Ooo, there you were right above me
And I wonder if you ever loved me
Just for who i was

When the pain came back again
Like a bitter friend
It was all that I could do
To keep myself from blaming you

Ooo.

I reckon it's a funny thing
Figured out I can sing
Now I'm not who i was

I write about love and such
Maybe because I want it so much
I'm not who i was

I was thinkin' maybe I,
I Should let you know
That I am not the same
But I never did forget your name

Hello

Ooo, a-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah

But the thing that I find most amazing,
In amazing grace
Is the chance to give it out
Maybe that's what love is all about

I wish you could see me now
I wish I could show you how
I'm not who i was

A Dream

Friday, February 22nd, 2008

After sending my kids to school, i took a nap.  I just woke up feeling that  I just went to another world….in my dreams.  I have to admit, I really liked it.  Eventhough I know in reality I have a life but, this certain dream was something very unexpected.  It’s about a guy…..no ….there was nothing "explicit" but, something out of "love".  I don’t know why I’m even thinking or still thinking about this …was my mind playing tricks on me?!?  I haven’t read any books about Interpreting Dreams and I probably could use one. 

In my dream, I went over to his place…country,  state, or something.  I was walking towards a table…of  what it looks to be a shadow of a human figure, sitting alone.   I looked around it was some sort of restaurant by the beach.  I got closer and closer and my heart felt like it was beating really fast! It sounds pretty silly but, it did.  He looked at me and he started talking while chewing a bit of food in his mouth and said with that puzzled look at his face, "Cindy? Is that you? What are you doing here?", after he said that I said, "I don’t know!" He asked if he could meet me by the bench over the shore in an hour…I was a little speechless and I just said "I’ll try."  Somehow, I was in a hotel went to my room by myself and I heard a knock, it was my parents saying dinner will be served in an hour! I said "Ok." Then I was at the dinner table with my parents and across the table was an asian woman, looks almost like "his" mother.  I smiled at her and she did too then I remembered I was supposed to meet him in an hour! I excused myself and I rushed to open the lobby door and realized the hotel is just a few minutes walk from the shore.  So, there he was standing looking at the seashore but, he looked at me as if he was upset so, I told him, "I’m sorry, I wasn’t looking at the time but, I’m here! am I?" He didnt say a word so he left!…walking towards his car.  I sat down for a second thinking why did they put this bench so close to the water, you could almost touch it! I went back to the hotel at dining table were I overheard that she really was his mother…I asked where he could be so, she gave me some kind of directions, I didnt have to ride a bus or take a cab…it blurred and I was standing in front of a door and I knocked…yep, it was him he opened and looked at me with a smile and let me in…he told me to sit down I looked at  this nice black leathered couch so I sat on it.  He came close to me and grabbed both my hands and held me tight…wow, he looked at me saying, "It’s nice to finally meet you in person"… i said the same thing.  I dont see anything else but that black couch so, he layed down on the couch and one thing i know, i was laying next to him.  He stroked my hair, rubbed my hands and It felt really nice, I wanted him to do that, in fact I want him to do even  more!…haha naughty.  But, I looked at him and asked him,  "Are you really thinking about me?" he said, "A thought about you cross my mind from time to time, and I know even if I tried, I can’t have you but, here you are and I feel like I can’t let you go," Damn, I immediately felt the same way.  We kissed very passionately and he grabbed my hands and held it so tight! I actually felt his warmth…then, a few moments later, he gave me his number, he wrote it down in a piece of notebook paper and I looked at it…it was nothing like in Texas…haha but I kept it.. I gave him mine and I told him I have to go so, we said goodbye.

Soon after that,  we met at random places my dream took me. We gave each other a call, he showed me how to paint, how to play basketball, how to change tires, walked hand in hand in the park and how to cook….well, I know he didn’t have to but, I was so glad to spend time with him.   I had a lot of questions to myself, why? Why did I dream this? The thought about him does cross my mind and I move on with my life but, even if its just a fantasy, he is real and exists only in my dreams, I hoped it didn’t end.   It’s funny because, I know he is not thinking about me or I’m not his type but, none of it matter to me, I might not dream about this again but, it was very much worth it.

Sleep

Monday, February 11th, 2008

Slept pretty late last night, I need to stop abusing my days off! I woke up rushing to get my kiddies ready for school…they were on time as usual…they love to eat in school with their friends so, I had to be extra early that’s why.  Normally I would blame my tardiness to our alarm clock when the problem is Me.  Alex said he tried waking me up twice but I took my lazy @ss right back to sleep….it’s obvious in my default pic ain’t it?….Tonight, I’ll try and sleep at least at 1 am, why so late? Don’t ask,  just guess.  I have no problem having 4 to 5 hours of sleep, I’m used to it eventhough I know its not good.