Forget reality TV. Let’s have reality dreams.

Since everyone’s been writing about their dreams lately, I’ll join in on the fun.

If you guys frequent the channel, you’ll know that 90% of my topics for discussion involves Gyuri in one way or another, and the other 10% about SeeYA. I guess I have been OD’ing on Gyuri lately, and had a dream about her. I think this is the first time I’ve dreamt of her, which is why I remember this dream.

Unlike Phil, I don’t dream of being chased by monsters, although his dreams would make awesome movies. And unlike Kuan, I don’t think I’ve ever dreamed of sexual encounters with women. My dreams are like mini-movies of my real life, with characters swapped around, and a bit of imagination involved.

Gyuri was holding a concert in LA. No YeonJi or Boram. Just Gyuri. I was some how in LA too. Talk about a coincidence. I ended up at the concert and found a backstage pass. I put it on and slowly worked my way around security and fans. The fans were cheering loudly and chanting some sort of demonic sayings. I quickly shove a few people out of my way, and run into a big boned security guard. He reaches over to grab me, and I yell, “Hell no. I’m not letting a man hold me.” I wait until the last moment, dash to the right while bending my body in the most awkward position possible, and slip out of his grasp. I pull a Rival Schools parry, and slide behind him. I kick him down and watch him fall into the crowd of people. And then all of a sudden, everyone disappears.

I turn around and I’m standing in front of a set of stairs. It was just a typical stone stairway going up, outside of the concert hall. At the top, there was a bright light, indicating: OUT THIS WAY! The most important thing was, 2 steps in front of me, is the girl of my dreams, inside my dreams. She puts her hand out and tells me, “Come with me. Help me up these stairs.” Now she said that in perfect English. Her voice wasn’t Gyuri-lite’s voice. It wasn’t the voice of any one I knew. It was Gyuri’s deep voice… in English. Oh wow. <3 She wasn’t dressed up in her classy stage clothing either. She was dressed down in more casual clothes. I quickly walk up besides her, take her hand into mines and lead her up the stairs. Her hand was nice and warm, and I didn’t want to let the moment go by fast. So I take one hand and put it around her back, and the other hand holding on to her hand and gentle take her up the stairs. As we get to the top, she wraps her arms around me and puts her head on my shoulders.

Right as we take the last step, I’m surrounded by her bodyguards. One big guy, with a round face and about 2cm of hair shoves me out of the way and 2 other guys grab Gyuri. One guy throws her over his shoulder, and they take her away into the parking lot. They walked straight into a group of bright and shiny cars. One guy opens the doors to a bright silver Aston Martin DB9, and throws Gyuri into it. They all get into a car and drive away. There were about 3 other cars around the Aston, but I only focused on Gyuri’s. They peel out, and quickly leave the parking lot, leaving a cloud of dust.

I take a look around and see a Hayabusa leaning on the side of a fence. I run over to it and grab a helmet from my invisible inventory bag. I put the helmet on, and all of a sudden, I’m in a full suit. I jump onto the bike, and hot wired the bike.

There was a quick pan to the Aston, and then a pan back to me on the bike on the freeway chasing down the car. I must be going 2 times the speed of traffic since I’m weaving in and out of traffic, jumping my bike on top of cars, and getting honked at by everyone. I notice Gyuri’s Aston up ahead, so I speed up even more. I’m in the carpool lane and Gyuri’s car is in the far right lane. Then all of a sudden, the car takes an exit. In a desperation manuver, I bend the bike down to start a sliding motion, and start turning it around. As the bike comes to a quick stop, I look up and see the Aston completely disappear down the exit. I accelerate the bike quickly and go head on with incoming traffic. I backtrack about 1/2 a mile and jump over the dividers to take the exit.

Quickly, I pull up next to the Aston, and notice Gyuri in the passenger seat. She’s slamming on the window and trying to scream something to me. Seeing her gives me a huge energy boost, so I edged the bike right next to the car, quickly rammed the bike handles into the side window and shatter it. I reached over and unlocked the door and Gyuri opens it. The driver gets scared and doesn’t know what to choose to do, continue driving or grab Gyuri. He tries to do both and ends up putting the car into a spinning motion, doing a 720. While the Aston is spinning, I’m balacing my bike right next to it, trying to keep my eye on Gyuri. She then jumps out of the car. I push myself off the car, push my weight forward, and the bike’s rear tire leaves the ground. It touches the spinning car, and I slam on the throttle, giving me the Mario Kart burst. I get to Gyuri as she starts to fall, and grabbed her body. I fling her around, and she plops down right behind me, tightly grabbing my body.

The rest of her bodyguards start catching up to us, so I sped up faster to run away from them. I take a few turns, and lost them. We then ended up at a subway station.

I help her off the bike and we go down a set of stairs. As we go down, a couple of scrawny gangsters show up and demand I hand over the cutie. They are the typical Asian punks you see hanging out at coffee shops, the ones that Smaky can beat up using just 1 hand while the other hand putting glasses on Lee Yeon Hee. I refused to hand over Gyuri, especially after all that I’ve just been through. This gets the gangsters really mad, and they start cursing at me and spitting on the ground. One guy leads the attack against me as they whip out their knives, baseball bats, and light bulbs, ala Shinhwa’s “Yo!” style. I reach into my pockets and take out a collaspable baton. I block the first attack, spin around and knock out the fags within a few seconds. I go back to Gyuri and take her into the train station.

We go through the ticket gate, and she tells me she has to go wash her face. As I’m waiting for her outside the restroom, all of a sudden, a big black man comes up to me and says, “I like your dogs. I’ll trade you my 2 dogs for your 2 dogs.”

Then I woke up…

Now this dream was really wacked up for the following reasons:

1. I’ve never been to an Asian concert.
2. I’ve never seen an Aston Martin DB9 in real life.
3. I don’t know how to ride a bike. I didn’t even know it was possible to hotwire a bike.
4. I have never beat down anyone using a baton, and don’t even own one. And for some reason, I was crazy enough to go against all those weapons with my baton.
5. I don’t own a dog and it was weird having someone ask me to trade. So weird that I woke up. Bastard… I wanted to know what else would have happened between Gyuri and me.