It is strange to read something written in a state of drunkeness... first reaction was: did I write that? For a second I thought Jon got my password again and wrote that for me. Mental note-- don't take more than 4 shots. Started a dream diary, I am starting to see a pattern in my dreams. There are connections from one dream to another, they are not complete seperate dreams (even if I had them all in one night). Dreams reflect my subconscious, take me back to the past, help me revisit places or problems I need to deal with, and also give me a glimpse into the future. Sometimes they are just fun wild adventures that don't make much sense, and most of the time I have extraordinary skills in them... love them. Spoke with my sister a night before she left for Taiwan... I have to say I didn't realize her experience was that much different than mine. I thought I was being selfish in thinking the only person that was affected the most out of us three kids was me. But the truth is I was right. I was a bit surprised to find her not really affected. Either she doesn't think about it as much or maybe it really has to do with her age, who knows. Or maybe I overemphasize it? The thing is it was kind of a shock to me that she doesn't remember much... and the first thing that came to her mind was "mom was angry with me"... then the second thing was "I was mad at her because she made those costume and I didn't win any prize". THe things that kids remember, at that age, so different. Yet when I think about it, the very first memory that came to my mind always had to deal with her being mad at me too, about not playing piano, or just being really strict. And I guess both of our conclusion is the same, if she was still around, things would be very different, I don't know about me but I know my sis would definitely be different and so would my brother. Better or worse, don't know, but different. And yes, we both feel our dad is like Robert De Niro... especially in that movie "Meet the Parents"... again our conclusion is we better find a bf who isn't afraid of our dad, and luckly my dad doesn't have that lie detector, but I don't think he needs it. :P

Being drunk isn't such a great feeling. Luckly i always have great friends around when I get this messed up. Thanks... and I miss you cuz.. u are the best. When will we get to gether again? And Mo, you are great.