Had this dream this morning..
Well, I don't remember all the details of it.. so here's bits of it.
At first, my Dad, my Bro and I were on this car on some road, supposedly going to the airport. Something was wrong with the car, and my flight was at 11.20 (?) while my bro's was at 3+ pm. And apparently the flights were at different places or something (No idea where we were going but yeah) So we concluded that my dad should send me first to the airport somehow then my bro.
Then the dream jumped to a scene in some cafeteria, with 5 people on a table. My dad, me, an Indian(?) girl and another Indian(?) couple. The couple were parents of the girl's friend and they rushed to the place to send her to the airport or something. Well, it felt like now the girl is in my place rushing for a flight but met some problems and the couple came to her rescue? The weird part was, I remember staring at the clock and it was like 11.15 or so and I was thinking aren't we going to be late for the flight. (hah)
Can't remember the details of the conversation, but the girl was probably talking about how grateful she is and how nice the couple is to her friend?
(Despite my convoluted memory of my dream or maybe it's my dream that's convoluted, here's the important part...)
Because the guy of the couple asked my dad.. "So, after listening to all these, do you think you have done something wrong before as a father?"
So.. I translated to Chinese for my dad (yeah, I actually remember in my dreams that my dad's english isn't good)
And he began his answer with... "有过错…".
And before he said another word, I hugged him (probably for the first time in my life?) and started crying so hard. All I was thinking was.. this is enough already, thank you for trying. I hugged tighter and cried louder and harder.

So the next moment, I woke up.
And tears streamed down my cheeks.
So.. crying in dreams do translate to crying in reality?

In any case, who am I to define that my dad did something wrong in his parenting when I myself don't try enough as a daughter.
I should try better. :) for the family and love I want.

Nowadays, my tears seem to come almost everyday..

THAT LADYY

` Luping
` Amethyst (Ame)
` 22

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Luping is a lost child that has been seeking for her career direction since the first time someone asked her "What would you like to be when you grow up?", when she was still too tiny to reach the basin in her house. Despite reading books like What Should I Do with My Life: The True Story of People Who Answered the Ultimate Question by Po Bronson, she had been searching like a headless housefly (literally translated from 无头苍蝇) past graduation when she actually probably needed to find a job. Eventually, she found a job and a... direction.

For those who know Luping personally, she loves plushies/soft toys and is prepared to go on war with anyone who gets their hands on her babies. Her babies are personified with voices of hers and her Mummy's, and both of them enjoy framing the babies for things they obviously cannot do. When her Mummy suggested that if one day, the babies actually speak up, “那应该会吓死” (it would probably frighten one to death), she responded that she will instead “开心死” (be happy till death) if xiaofenhong (our cute, hot pink, flat bunny) replies her. That is the extent of her loneliness love for her babies.

And for those who know Luping as Amethyst, she is a rather huge fangirl of the Korean boy band, Super Junior. So much that she learnt (and is still learning - 반가워요!) Korean in hope of understanding what they say without subtitles and avoiding the losses in translation. She has been a fanfic writer for two years and counting, which sparked off her interest in writing and thus, this blog to practise writing so that one day, she might have the courage to apply for a (content) writer position or send in a manuscript to a publisher.

HER PASTY

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