I caved due to peer pressure and death threats, so I figure I shall write something at the start of 2009.
No New Year's resolution for me.
From past experiences, New Year's resolution never worked. Jog everyday? Fail. Study harder at school? Fail. Eat healthy? Fail.
So what's going on with me thus far in 2009? A flu. I woke feeling coughy groggy and achy, and dragged myself to work. First day back to work and I'm sick. I felt it during the weekend but tried to control it with my strong mental prowess, but I guess it didn't exist.
My Mom's back from Toronto, so I had to spend most of my free time with her since I only get to see her about three weeks every 6 months. I didn't show a single sign of illness in front of her, because it would be disobedient. That's right, we Chinese are messed up. Those who cling to traditions, e.g. my Mother, believe that they created their off springs therefore their offspring's body is of their own. Therefore if I don't take good care of myself and get myself sick, to them it's the same thing as making them sick because they own my body. Now what kind of a son am I for infecting on my parents with virus and making them ill?
To top it all off, my mom is also sick. She's sick in the body that my grandparents gave her.
Oh, and my first dream of 2009, was very fucked up. I am a very poor sleeper, I dream all the time and remember them vividly. Usually I dream about mundane stuff like flipping a textbook or going to the mall. But my first dream of 2009, was nothing but.
I dreamed about Full House. That's right, I may have a questionable wet dream about Aunt Becky. Note, the following will make absolutely no sense to you if you never watched Full House.
The dream took place in the living room of the Tanners. Danny was speaking, and I was sitting beside little DJ, little Stephanie, and little Michelle, although I have no idea what my relationship with the Tanners was.
The conversation was about Tanner's deceased mother/wife. I do not remember what the exact sentences were but I remember it was very touching. Little DJ was crying, little Stephanie was crying, Little Michelle was crying, and Little Randy was bawling. Then all of a sudden, Tanner wife/mom appeared, who looked EXACTLY like Aunt Becky. Except...Aunt Becky was decked out in full dominatrix gear! Full leather and a whip!
WHOOPAH! Aunt Becky whipped, it was very messed up. I was whipped, and I woke up very confused. Upon reflection, I think the dream was trying to tell me that I miss 90210 too much, as Aunt Becky is also in 90210.
Happy New Year!
