Dreaming a Dream in my Dream

Ohaiyo, mina-san!

It's been like, centuries since I manage to sleep late and wake up late as well. It's like, about 11am right now and I just woke up(God, I'm such a pig). But nevertheless, it's certainly a pleasant thing labour day falls mid-exams, or you would've seen Sae look like an obese zombie.

Had a really, really weird dream last night. I dreamt that I was dreaming another dream. Yes, when I "woke up" from the dream I was dreaming in my dream, I asked people around me if I was dreaming, then they said no, as I saw them in the dream that I was dreaming in my dream. Finally I woke up and I realized I was dreaming, my dream's dream. Sounds totally insane. I shall not elaborate on the details of the dream because it was rather personal, I actually dreamt about being back in my home country and meeting people :/

And, it's like the fourth maid my grandma has now since last year. First one sent back for being too sickly, second one simply because grandma doesn't like her(but everyone got real attached to her). Third one for being er, stupid and forgetful(or so they say). And currently the new one seems pretty good so far, reminds us of the second one. Sometimes I honestly question is it the quality of the maid that is the issue, or is it the overly-judgemental attitude my family has? If I were in their shoes, I wouldn't change at all because I'm thankful to have people actually cleaning up the house and acting like an obedient servant who does all the chores that many people refuse to. My family is constantly in look out for bad traits of the maid, anything negative and they are blinded by it, regardless of what strengths the maid has. I personally thought it isn't just my family, many other people, in the world. What is it that makes them happy?

Sometimes we have more than enough to be happy with, yet once little issues pop up, life is all rotten roses and tears, simply because the other happiness they have in life seem so insignificant already. I believe it is not because life is sad that we are unhappy, it's because we neglect the happiness that life is sad. Why let unhappy issues take control of your life? It is your life, you live in - not anybody else. So maybe, happiness is really just a decision.

Yesterday night, I was on the way the Junction 8 from my grandma's place when I sms-ed Jeanette. I said, "Hey! There are stars tonight!" And to my surprise, Jeanette actually ran down her house to look the stars! That silly mama, but I can understand, stars are really that so common in Singapore. I asked her why and she said because stars are really gorgeous, the way they shine. That was when I thought about Thailand, where you see stars in seas, literally. I do not know why, but throughout the whole trip to buy supper back for grandma, I kept thinking about stars, why is it that in Thailand they aren't such a big deal while it is in Singapore. When there are too many stars, it becomes insignificant, nothing particularly stands out, it's just, beautiful. But in Singapore, the stars become really significant, because there are only a few, but that only makes them appear even brighter. However, when it rains, stars become rare. And I was thinking, when a person has a few friends in life, they become really significant, simply because you cherish them a lot. But when one has more and more friends, like the stars, does those whom you cherished lose their significance? People tend to forget about those that really cared, because they don't stand out anymore, we took them for granted. And that can be quite hurtful to them as well. You don't realize it until it rains, where only a few stars remain shining on for you. All your "friends" leave when problem comes. The world can laugh together with you, but few would stay and cry with you.

Oh dang! Meows x3 I thought I'm going to write random short posts but alas, that was not to be! So sorry! I guess I got pretty carried away. So well, yesterdays revelation has taken me a step further to understand the importance of these people in my life. To all, I love you.

Happiness!

Oh! And, and, and, I feel so happy!
Because my loved ones whom I gave the cookies said that they were nice!
Even the most "Simon-Cowell-y" one :3

Meows! Feeling the appreciations.

Mom, Let's Run Through the Rain

She had been shopping with her Mom in Wal-Mart. She must have been 6 years old, this beautiful red haired, freckle faced image of innocence. It was pouring outside. The kind of rain that gushes over the top of rain gutters, so much in a hurry to hit the earth it has no time to flow down the spout. We all stood there under the awning and just inside the door of the Wal-Mart. We waited, some patiently, others irritated because nature messed up their hurried day. I am always mesmerized by rainfall. I got lost in the sound and sight of the heavens washing away the dirt and dust of the world. Memories were a welcome reprieve from the worries of my day.

Her voice was so sweet as it broke the hypnotic trance we were all caught in, "Mom, let's run through the rain," she said. "What?" Mom asked. "Let's run through the rain!" She repeated. "No, honey. We'll wait until it slows down a bit," Mom replied. This young child waited about another minute and repeated: "Mom, let's run through the rain." "We'll get soaked if we do," Mom said. "No, we won't, Mom. That's not what you said this morning," the young girl said as she tugged at her Mom's arm.

"This morning? When did I say we could run through the rain and not get wet?" "Don't you remember? When you were talking to Daddy about his cancer, you said, 'If God can get us through this, he can get us through anything!" The entire crowd stopped dead silent. I swear you couldn't hear anything but the rain. We all stood silently. No one came or left in the next few minutes.

Mom paused and thought for a moment about what she would say. Now some would laugh it off and scold her for being silly. Some might even ignore what was said. But this was a moment of affirmation in a young child's life. A time when innocent trust can be nurtured so that it will bloom into faith. "Honey, you are absolutely right. Let's run through the rain. If God let's us get wet, well maybe we just needed washing," Mom said. Then off they ran. We all stood watching, smiling and laughing as they darted past the cars and yes, through the puddles. They held their shopping bags over their heads just in case. They got soaked. But they were followed by a few who screamed and laughed like children all the way to their cars. And yes, I did. I ran. I got wet. I needed washing.

Circumstances or people can take away your material possessions, they can take away your money, and they can take away your health. But no one can ever take away your precious memories...So, don't forget to make time and take the opportunities to make memories everyday. To everything there is a season and a time to every purpose under heaven. I hope you still take the time to run through the rain.They say it takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them, but then an entire life to forget them.

Cherish your loved ones, you never know when you might be seeing them for the last time.