Saturday, September 10, 2005

hong kong dreaming

dream... dream, dream, dream... dream, dream, dream... when i feel blue...

so deidra was telling me how several weeks ago, while we were sleeping, i woke her up in the middle of the night because i was thrashing about in bed. when she asked me if everything was alright, i started speaking to her in cantonese.

it would have been interesting to find out what i said, but unfortunately, her recorder was in the computer room.

for all i know, i could have been telling her the answer to life's greatest mystery...

if i dream in cantonese, does that mean i think predominantly in the sino? i wonder how one can do research on that stuff. anyone?

1 Comments:

Blogger your arse said...

probably saying how he hates white people in japanese.

4:56 PM  

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