dream.

last night, i had a rather unpleasant dream.

the first half of the dream was awesome, i could fly! i had these neat, awesome wings and i was flying around messing up the base of this group of bad guys and none of them could catch me because i was too fast and too quick and because I COULD FLY. (my favourite power ever besides telekinesis) i was really owning them! :D

then halfway through my dream, i started losing my powers. not only my fighting powers, but also my wings... ( T__T ) i couldn't fly as quickly or with as much agility, and i couldn't fight off the baddies as efficiently as i had before... there was one point that i was cornered, all pugilistic-style-like and drama-like, at the edge of a cliff.
they mocked me.
they said i couldn't fly anymore
and that there was no way out for me
and that they had won.

i was shouting at them
i don't know why i was so full of confidence
but i told them that i was going to fly away
right before their eyes
and that there was nothing they could do to stop me.

they laughed, they said i was delusional. that i should just surrender.

and with every last ounce of strength i had, i lifted off the ground and took off right before their eyes.
over a vast blue sea, over shores of white sand, i flew faster and faster. but it was so hard.
it was so hard to keep that height, to keep that speed. several times i was falling, nearly plunging into the sea, but i eventually rose and flew high, with all the strength i could muster.

then, for some reason, i flew all the way to Hong Kong to meet my dad. who was there on a business trip. .__.

and together, we plotted how to infiltrate the baddie base again, without using my powers since they weren't as strong as they were before anymore.

i woke up halfway during the infiltration, when i was just discovered by some of the baddies.

i woke up because my mum threw my pretty white bag RIGHT SMACK INTO MY FACE.

thanks mum, really. -__-


...i think i've been watching too many action cartoons/anime/movies and reading too many action manga/comics. heehee :D

but really, when i started to lose my powers, a great fear gripped me. i couldn't imagine not being able to fly or fight again. it was really horrible. x(



back to reality:
today i encountered a student in my Beginner's Hip Hop class who could only speak Mandarin. D: (i only found out 15 minutes to the end of the lesson)

which made me think about something that has been bugging me this past hour.

HOW THE HECK AM I SUPPOSED TO TEACH HIPHOP IN MANDARIN?
i don't even know how to say isolations in Mandarin. :[