strangers in the night

i've been having dreams of people i have not seen in my entire life. when i wake up, i would see their faces in my mind... the dream is so vivid. i can remember features, colors, clothes, expressions, emotions. i don't really know what it means. if its premonition, then why have i not seen them still? so strange...

sometimes i would even dream about being in another place, in another time, in another circumstance. but the memories of these dreams won't last 'til i finally wake up. i could only remember glimpse of some details. but i know in my heart and mind that i was somewhere else.

maybe i'm reading too much philip pullman and j.k. rowling.

blowing bubbles

whenever i see a gumamela flower, it sends me back in time when we were little girls, playing near the shrubberies and picking out gumamela leaves and flowers. we would remove the stalks and sip the sweet juice for it taste good as candy. i can't really remember if it does taste sweet.

of course our main goal was to really make a bubble mix using the flower and leaves. we would smash them with a rock then put them on a tub of water. then we would get the thinnest walis tingting sticks *broomstick* and tie them up to a knot and will be used as the bubble maker. out of frustration of not achieving the right texture of the gumamela bubble mix, we sneak in at our laundry basket and scoop some detergents, without our mom's knowledge hehehe!

i think most of us experienced this during our childhood years way back in pinas... i'm seeing a lot of heads nodding and grins in your faces right now. =D

a piece of me

here's a new piece of me... done last may 2nd. thanks to mareng ne for lending his tat artist, nick.

the flower is a lily.. personifying my nick during high school. the chinese character is my surname. i haven't thought about completing my name coz i'm also toying with the idea of having my sons' chinese names tat as well *in the future i suppose*.