Wednesday, September 30, 2009

quick thought #7

I keep blogging in bulk.

I need to stop binge-blogging and consistently blog on a daily basis.

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

quick thought #6

I, Cheryl H Kim, officially have my very first HATER! How exciting!

Perez Hilton has millions. An up and rising blogger has to start somewhere, eh? ;)

vivid dreams.

i wake up every morning
as though i dreamt a reality.

Anyone who knows the least about me knows that I am a deep-sleeper. I fall asleep very quickly and can sleep through just about anything. When I wake up in the morning, I usually feel as though my time spent sleeping was cut extremely short and I relish in the sweet minutes before my alarm goes off (granted, I wake up before it does). My point is, nothing can stop me from having a warm, snuggly, blissful night of zZz's--not even a nightmare. I sleep so deeply that I rarely have dreams and when I do, I don't really remember them the next morning. That's why I completely understand when people compare recalling a dream to cupping water with your hands. The more you try, the more it slowly disappears...

These days, however, I have been remembering every single detail of every single dream I have. It's weird that I'm remembering all these images so vividly but it's even stranger that I'm consistently having dreams every, single, night! For the past two weeks or so, I have dreamt wildly imaginative and realistic dreams whilst in my deep state of slumber. And I remember every stupid damn detail! Many people may think this is great and awesome and just fantastic; I did too, until yesterday. I thought it was an artistic gift from God that I was having such entertaining and eventful dreams that I was able to recall without hesitation, until a dream invaded my reality. Yesterday, I dreamt that I went home and my mom bought me this gorgeous bright green Prada wallet (wishful dreaming, eh?). So in my dream, I bbm'd my friend Lisa (who loves luxurious leather goods just about as much as I do) telling her all about this wallet and its immense beauty. In my dream, I told her I'd show it to her as soon as she got home from work. Then, I woke up and went about my day, thinking about how nice it would have been had my dream been real.

Later that night, as we were eating dinner and eagerly awaiting the next episode of Gossip Girl, I suddenly jumped out of my seat shouting, "oh!" My roommates, Lisa and Judy, looked at me with quizzical expressions on their faces. As I took a step into my room, I stopped. I realized... I HAD JUST JUMPED UP TO SHOW LISA MY NEW "WALLET!" And of course, this was virtually impossible since I had DREAMT up this wallet and it didn't really exist anywhere, least of all, in my room! I started cracking up, incredulous that I actually got out of my seat to go find and show to my roommates this wallet that didn't exist. When I told my roommates this... well, you can just imagine their reactions (especially if you know the two ladies in question).

Lisa: "Uhhh.....-.-... What's wrong with you..."
Judy: "AHAHAHAHAHAHAAAA IDIOTTTTT! Stupid schwulllll!!!"

Such love up in 16G, I tell ya.

Anyway, when this particularly out of mind and body moment happened, I realized I needed to stop this excessive dreaming. I don't know why I've been dreaming so much and I further can't believe that I remember all my dreams to the point where I actually think them to be real. My dream world and real world have met and collided and made a fool of me; I can no longer let this happen. Craziness. Hey, but I'm kind of like a young, female, Asian Steven Spielberg. Maybe I should just start a company called 'Dreamworks 2' and make billions of dollars off producing movies out of my dreams.

Or maybe I should just take some Benadryl and try to sleep dreamless-ly tonight.

Cheers,

Cheryl

PS: Apparently, studies show that one dreams every single time they fall asleep. A dream-less night is actually scientifically impossible. We have them, but just don't remember them the next morning. Cool.

Thursday, September 3, 2009

LOL!

the one thing that never fails to make me
Laugh Out Loud.


My mom always tells me that I was a silent and quite boring infant. While my brother and cousins giggled and cried and drooled and such, my mom describes me as having been wide-eyed and scream/tear-less. She and my daddy would try all sorts of things to make me laugh or smile but I never showed any signs of breaking from my expressionless "O.O" face. Finally, one day, when she had given up all hope of her first-born daughter ever cracking a smile, a miracle happened. She was doing laundry with me on her back and as she whipped open a wet towel from the wash to hang out to dry, infant Cheryl started cracking up. Amazed, my mom continued to pull clothes and towels from the wash, whipping them to hang. I cracked up each time she did so. Okay, see? I was strange from infant-hood; I can't help it people.

To this day, I don't find many things funny. My close friends are always telling me to stop fake-laughing or to stop giving people dirty looks when they try to be funny. I don't know what it is. I also just really don't see the humor in some of today's most popular comedy shows, movies, or jokes. Like Will Ferrel and Vince Vaughn, The Office, and those dumb kids in Superbad? All un-amusing idiots.

I don't find towel-whipping funny anymore, either. I don't know what I was thinking back when I was nine-months-old; it's not that funny. You know what I DO find absolutely knee-slappingly hilarious, though? This is something that not many people know about me but I have always always always found this particular thing to be insanely funny. You know when people spin in circles? They spin and spin and spin and then they stop and try to walk in a straight line towards something and then their feet get all tangled and they fall and trip everywhere? I THINK THIS IS EFFING HILARIOUS!!! Omg, thinking about it right now is making my fingers twitch with glee while typing! SO FREAKING FUNNY!

Wooo-saaaaa... okay, I'm calm now. HAHAHA! Okay. Seriously, this is the ONE singular most thing that will never ever fail to crack me up. If I'm mad at you or upset about something, now you know what to do.

This post was actually originally supposed to be about the two things that make me laugh. Unfortunately, I drafted this post quite a while ago (today is actually the 29th of September, contrary to what this post says in its title) and completely forgot what the second thing is. I tried really hard to remember, but I just can't, so I'm assuming it's really not that funny and I'm over it now. Basically, I just think it's funny when people fall or trip or hurt themselves by accident while doing something dumb. Have you ever seen that Japanese show on SpikeTV? I'm not going to go into details, but those of you who know, you KNOW what I'm talking about right? Oh, it's also funny when Asian people can't speak English (check out engrish.com) and when people fake accents (punjabi style or otherwise). People who are funny without knowing they're being funny are great too. They're the best kind of people, in my opinion.

Damnit, I really wish I could remember what my second thing was. It was probably at least slightly amusing.

Cheers,

Cheryl