i remember my dream from last night:
i was at some kind of retreat... masses of asian people... like an intra-church get-together or something... and we played a huge game of dodgeball-- not the kind where you have two teams on opposite sides, but it was an every-man-for-himself free-for-all pelt fest. i was doing quite well... i'd mastered a technique of gripping and throwing the ball for maximum power. it was down to 4 people-- me and three others-- and i was ready to whoop some booty. suddenly, i realized that all the balls had been replaced with bricks. what worried me more was that they were those fake bricks made of sponge... the ones that they sell at universal studios. now my technique of whipping the balls wouldn't work, because the "bricks" would be too light. i crouched behind a pillar... peeked out... spotted the enemy and hurled the sponge, only to see it float gracefully through the sky and land at his feet. at the same time, he lobbed his sponge which managed to tap me in the head. i was out.

i remember feeling really bummed, not just because i had lost, but because while were were playing this massive game... everyone else was sitting around tables, eating, laughing and having such a good time. i walked around but couldn't spot a single friend while everyone else was too busy to notice me, aimlessly wandering through the room. i was down... so down that it woke me up.

anyways... that was just a dream... that was just a dream... just a dream... just a dream... dream...