This past week has been…interesting, I suppose.

Earlier this week, my great-auntie died. Monday, I think. The funeral is this weekend and it’s gonna be in San Francisco. I don’t know her that well and I don’t think I even remember how she looks like, but she was very good to us. Every Chinese New Year, she sends sent lucky money. I wish I could have thanked her for helping to raise me when I was a baby and everything. I hope she’s in a much better place now.

Wednesday? I woke up nearly crying. I had a dream where I was about to die at the hand of this crazy chick. I wasn’t scared, just sad. She tried to kill me with an enormous battle axe, but we ended up playing cards. It all seems very normal, but I knew that after, she’d kill me. I think there’s a metaphor somewhere in there. But, there were funny/weird things too. Two people that didn’t really look like them, but were Pete Wentz and Ashlee Simpson?? had random cameos for like a second in the dream and I was Buffy (vampire slayer) somehow. :/

I found the quote below from this boy I used to talk to. I think a lot of people need love in their life from that one (or more? I don’t judge.) special person and I was feeling it pretty deeply this week. I think this boy liked me and that he took me out on a date. (I get the feeling that he wanted and tried to make it a date. Eating out? A walk in the park? Putting his hand on the small of my back and walking on the outside to protect the little lady? Asking me what I thought of him when I first saw him? Yeah.) I’ve been so lonely that I entertained the thought of letting myself date him, but it would have been unfair to both of us. I don’t think he’s the guy for me, even if he thought/thinks I might be for him.

I should listen to the quote and just be happy. Look at the bright side and all that. Maybe, watching White Collar, Glee, and Interview with the Vampire will help? We shall see. ;)

“Yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery, and today is a gift; that is why it is called the present.”