RIhanna dream again...

This dream I had don't make no goddamn sense.

There was Rihanna. We were in the car coming back from somewhere... it was me, my mom, my brother and Rihanna, I think we were coming back from church... and I had fallen asleep in the back of the car but had woken up as Rihanna had driven into our neighborhood. It was nighttime and really dark, and as we arrived near my house, she said "is anybody up, it's pretty lonely", and I said "I'm awake," so she looked back at me from the rear-view mirror.
Then after she arrived at my house, she said she wanted to go the gas station before she left for good to get some coffee for the night. I think she was leaving for the Monster tour, or some shit like that, I don't really remember. So then my brother decided he wanted to go to (I was mad because i wanted to bond with Rihanna). I called shotgun because I assumed she was driving, but nope. Some random lady who was our neighor. And I see this other lady move our recycling bin, so I shouted "thank you" out the window but Rihanna responded "you're welcome".

So we arrive at the gas station, but it's a jank joint, not even on that Sheetz or Wawa level, but like those truck stop ones with the tiny ass gas station. So we go in there, first we all see this 50 cent dispenser of those wonder balls, basically a plastic egg with different candies inside. So I bought one and started eating it... it had smarties and some chocolate candies... Next thing you know, we're all separated. I turn around and everyone is gone, the plaee is packed. I walked around the gas station looking for Korean snacks... I say some watermelon flavored moon pies (yuck) and a guy who mistook me for a worker. I ended up leaving and ended up in a hotel convention room where there was a fancy dinner going on,,, everyone was dressed up. I walked around looking for something to eat because I was hungry. But see I wasn't so hungry that I wanted a meal, but that I wanted a snack. I was really adamant about the damn snacks I wanted to eat. I walked across sample tables, saw so many people from church I used to know, they all had families even though they were younger than me, it was so weird... then there;s a part of the convention room that let out to a real restaurant, and as I head that way, I notice I'm wearing roller skates, so as I try to go up the steps, I end up tripping and falling, and then I also notice I'm wearing a dress with a split in it, and again, I'm like wtf... but okay.... ended up not going up there after busting my ass and walk back towards the sample table but didn't grab any samples because their was a line. I walk back out and think whether or not I should go to McDonalds because it's also right there...  decided not to.

So I walk back outside, and there it's raining, and it's a field crowded with people. I finally see Rihanna again, and she's playing football has her laundry basket (you know the stand up cylinder ones that are made out of cloth and plastic). I saw her pushing her basket past me and I yelled past her "Are you drunk?" Then some time past, dawn was near because the sky wasn't as dark anymore, and I saw my friend Minlo as he was trying to intercept the laundry basket. Someone had thrown it (because apparently it was the football in the game), and it landed near a muddy puddle. I said "make sure that doesn't get wet" because Rihanna needed it for the Monster Tour.... and that was the end of my dream, complete with background music as if it was a movie or something..

TF was that? So much going on that I don't even....

So this dream is basically saying that I need to get my lifeu. From start to finish, I started off unsure and unsuccessful of my dreams (that's why I was wobbly on the skates), to feeling competitive and going to be successful (watching football is a good thing). So my future is looking pretty optimistic once I get my act together. Apparently I'm dependent on Rihanna though.. but wtf? I have never even thought about her for months.

Jun K. and Me

I had a dream last night that I was working at a company with Jun K. We rode the bus home together, and I started flirting with him. I ran my fingers through his hair and he liked it, so I kept doing it while he switched positions. First he was sitting next to me, then he laid his head in my lap, then I was stroking his hair near his sideburn and then we ended up with him straddling me in his lap while I continued to stroke his hair lol 

Then my stop came and he got off the bus too. He walked me home, and as we got to the front of the house my mom came outside. So we kind of just waved at each other. I asked him if he wanted to come in and wait for Fei, because apparently she was my sister in the dream and I knew Fei would be coming with SunJian, her tv boyfriend from Perhaps Love. He declined and sat on the porch as he called for a taxi, and I went inside and upstairs to find a bunch of people in my parents' room. Some random people, like Wilke from Switched At Birth and a short white guy I couldn't recognize lol. And then my dad was complaining about the vacuum cleaner, and how I wasn't using it correctly because it made a lot of noise... just weird AF

I think it's really strange of me to have a dream about Jun K. when 1) I'm not even attracted to him. Yes, he's handsome, but physically, I'm just not attracted to him or any other 2PM member 2) Since when did I care about 2PM? lol 3) I looked it up on dreammoods, and apparently stroking someone's hair means you want to connect with them on a spiritual level. I mean his Japanese mini is flawless but it's Jun K. like come on..... impossible.

Interesting to note that Fei was my sister though. Yeah I think out of all the Miss A members, I'd want Fei as a sister but that's still awkward. And Fei was dating Jun K. in the dream, so for me to be all up on my sis's boyfriend like that is faulty, smh. 

Miss A 3rd Anniversary Appreciation Letter

Dear Miss A,

Congrats on your third year! I have only been a Say A for seven months now, but I am just as dedicated as your fans who have been with you since debut. Before you, I detested girl groups. Used to the Western industry, I refused to get into them because:
1. There was always one lead singer who got most of the lines and the rest of the members would be in the background, and
 2. The group would always inevitably break up and the lead artist would go solo.
But you girls were different. When I stumbled across I Don't Need A Man, I was instantly hooked. The cool choreo, the urban-esque style, and the great message... I loved it all. My curiosity peaked as I watched more of your videos, starting from Bad Girl, Good Girl and working my way forward.

I had finally found a girl group that spoke to me, for me, and successfully conveyed those feelings through music. What made Miss A stand out from all the others, was the fact that you had no official titles: no main or lead vocal, no main dancer, no main rapper, etc. You didn't need them; your individual talents speak for themselves, and together as a group you're well-rounded and unstoppable.

Didn't take me long to fall in love with you girls. I found myself watching every english subbed interview I could find, and eagerly waiting for fan cams from your concert appearances. Through these, I got to know of each of your colorful personalities and cheer for you, not only as a member of Miss A, but through your individual activities as well.

I love that you girls don't follow conventional trends and that you take risks with your music. I want to thank you Miss A, Min, Jia, Suzy and Fei, for being a girl group full of confidence, strength, sexiness and sass, for as you say, "this is for all the independent ladies." I am so proud to be a Say A. I cannot wait for you girls to slay your next comeback, and blow your competition out the water. Right now, you stand for Miss Asia, but I hope one day you come to stand for Miss All Around The World.

You girls have so much potential and I know that so far, you've only given us but a taste of what you're  truly capable of. I wish Miss A many more years of success and happiness. I will always be here rooting for you, all the way from America. I have no doubt that you girls are on your way to the top, and when you do make it, please go on a world tour, especially to DC.

Peace, love and blessings from a proud Say A,
 Skibop!!

#19: Miss A Dream

I had a dream last night about Miss A. It was sooo random, but funny and awesome. If only it was real...

Miss A came to visit America and they needed a place to stay, so I offered to let them stay with me in a hotel. It think it was a suite, with a king size in one room and two doubles in another. We were all hanging in one room, the room with the king sized bed. Fei was sitting opposite the door against the wall, and Jia (my bias) was sitting on the bed. I think Suzy was standing up, and Min wasn't there.

Jia went over to converse with Fei, asking her something, I forget. Fei, she was basically the leader conveying their plans of what they needed to do, and I was interrupting them by blurting out words to describe Fei lol. I was like "You're awesome" and it's funny because in my mind I remember distinctly thinking of the korean word for awesome which is daebak.

SO anyway, I ended up talking the most with Jia. She was the only one who tried to converse with me in English. Some things she couldn't understand, and some of her responses to my questions didn't make sense, but we still had a cool conversation. She was laying on the bed on her stomach facing me and I was sitting up across from her. We talked about ideal types. I asked her who her type was and she said she liked Angelo" and I was like "Angelo? You mean Angelo from Switched at Birth?" and she nodded and smiled. I agreed, "yeah he's hot" and started laughing. Then Jia said "you look like you have a lot of ideal types. From light to dark," or something like that. And I nodded because it was true.

Then all of Miss A disappeared from the room :( I think they went somewhere. Some guy came in and was complaining, apparently he was with Miss A and was mad that they all had to share a room. He left and then my family came in and my cousin noticed my Twilight book lol it was really random.

I'm sure I had this dream because I've been thinking about Miss A a lot. They are so daebak lol. Jia is my favorite member in the group, so I think that's why I became attached to her, like why we clicked the most lol. I really wish I could meet them, but they're k-pop artists, so the chances are very slim if not impossible already. :(

#18: A Rihanna Music Video? (Dream)

Had a new Rihanna dream. In it, Rihanna and Jay Z were shooting a music video. It was for a song I had never heard of. I don't remember most of the lyrics, but in part of Jay Z's rap, he said something like "set it up". Rihanna's hair was like her Rated R hairstyle. She was dressed with a snapback and jeans, giving her a slight tomboyish look. They were standing at the end of some hallway next to the side door in some hotel. The walls were light grey-powder blue. At the beginning of the dream, Rihanna was in front of the camera and said "this is how Aaliyah would do it" and she made two A's with her hands and put them up. (It was like I was watching a BTS video, and I remembered thinking 'yesss bitch you betta!') Anyways, after that she chuckled and then started singing/dancing behind Jay Z or whatever lol. At one point in the dream, her choreographer was trying to get Rihanna to do this moonwalk type move; she said "do this up against the wall," and she slid her feet back until she hit the wall. Rihanna was like "I can't moonwalk!" but tried the move anyway and succeeded. That was all I got to before I was rudely awaken by my phone going off -__-. Anyways, I'm glad I had this dream. What I loved the most was when Rihanna shouted out Aaliyah because I love them both very much :) This was the first time that I had a dream that I wasn't directly in. Also, I've never had an Aaliyah dream befor e, but this takes me one step closer.

#17: Rihanna at the Restaurant

SO i had yet another dream about Rihanna last night. This one was shorter. But in the dream, Rihanna was sitting at this picnic bench with food. It was night time, and she had black hair. I was also sitting at the same table with my brothers. Rihanna was on the opposite side of the bench in the middle, and I was sitting across her to the right, my bros sitting to the left of me. The table was covered with a white cloth, and food that Rihanna ordered were on the table.
I looked at the table and there were two plates of salad, one plate looked picked over, and the other plate was next to Rih. Rihanna was eating a sandwich, like a grilled ham sandwich or something. I looked at the picked over plate of salad then back at Rih and shook my head, thinking how could she just waste food. She looked at me. I whispered to her, "what was on this plate?" I pointed at the plate. Her eyes got big, then relaxed. She said "It was a salad. I asked them to give me a new one because it wasn't fresh." I replied "Oh..." and that was the end to the dream.
Random right? Like wtf does that even mean? smh lol. I just know we were talking mad low, like we were legit whispering. and it's funny, because when I met her for real that one time, I was talking really low, but she heard me. I see I'm going to have to look up the meaning of salad now, lol

#16: Meeting Rihanna Again (Dream)

Had the cutest dream about Rih. I dreamed I met her again, this time at a basketball game. I was with my family, sitting at the back of the lower level, and she was sitting at the front. The whole game, I was trying to get close to her by moving to seats down the rows. At one point she left the main floor and went out the double doors to the hallway; I tried to follow, but there were a bunch of security guards when I peeked out the door so I decided to go back in. I kept changing seats until I was right behind her. I whispered to my mom “Rihanna is right there.” Then I moved one last time. The row of seats in front of her were facing her, (like how metro seats are), so I sat in the one directly across from her. But I sat backwards in the chair facing the court, as a group of ladies was there talking. There was 2 minutes and 9 seconds left on the clock. I glanced back and Rihanna was looking at the ladies talking, so I turned around and faced her. She was wearing this dress: and she had her hair and make up styled as it was at the Grammys:
I whispered “Rih” two times and she directed her attention at me. She smiled sweetly and said “hi”. I said “hi, I know you probably don’t remember but I’ve met you before.” She said “Oh?” and I said “Yeah. I’d show you the pic on my phone but the game’s not over.” Her eyes got big and she asked “is it halftime yet?” I assumed she asked because she was wanted to get up, leave and talk with me some more. :) That was as far as I got to in the dream because my phone’s continuous beeping signaling its death woke me up -_-. But I know if I continued the dream, this is what would happen:

After the game, we’d go out into the lobby and I’d pose for a pic w/ her again, preferably a kiss one. I’d show her the old pic and she’d probably laugh about it, you know how she is; she’d be like “Haaa, I remember that red hair” AND THEN I would ask her, TO HER FACE to follow me on twitter! To her face this time, not write it on a piece of paper in hopes that she’ll read it. Then I’d say goodbye and she’d kiss me again :)

No secret as to why I had yet another Rihanna dream. The battle within me to redeem myself. I WANT that follow from Rihanna on twitter, like you don't understand. And I feel like even if I have to see her again and tell her to her face, it has to happen. She never sees my tweets on twitter, and if she does, she just ignores them. I'll never be happy until she follows me. I can't give up. Yes, I'm that pressT.

Star Struck: When I Met Rihanna

Full of energy, I walked out the double doors having just seen Rihanna live in concert. While the majority of concert-goers exited out the building, I stayed with my friend; we had VIP passes that granted us access to meet Rihanna and take a picture with her after the show. Knowing that we would have to wait a while to meet her, I told my friend to wait while I went to the bathroom. The line to the bathroom was long, but I wanted to check my appearance one more time before meeting one of my favorite performers. Glancing in the mirror, I smoothed out my gray-green tunic, un-bunching it from up top, where it met my sleeveless white ribbed shirt underneath; I pulled it firmly over my black leggings that extended into my black high-top Converse shoes. The little curl that I once had in my freshly flat ironed hair had fallen, and my hair brushed the sides of my face. I must have been in the bathroom for a long time, because by the time I came out, the hallway was completely empty, like a deserted ghost town. Slightly worried, my friend told me to come on and we walked to the area where we were supposed to meet up with other VIP pass holders. A contractor stopped us, and asked to see our tickets. We showed her our tickets and passes, and she gave us a green sticker to place on our clothes to indicate that we belonged with the group. The lady then pointed us in the right direction.

We ended up on a skywalk near a flight of stairs where personnel lined us up against the wall as we waited for Rihanna. Leaning against the wall, I stared down at my feet sheepishly while my friend talked to other fans. Slowly the line moved forward, and as it progressed, I looked over the skywalk. A sea of storage chests full with Rihanna’s outfits flooded the ground below. The line kept moving forward and down the stairs and finally Rihanna was ready to greet her fans. The meet and greet line moved very fast, and before I had a chance to figure out my emotions at that point, I was the next person in line to meet her.

Rihanna was standing in front of a large black banner that displayed a silhouette of her “LOUD” era “R” logo. The moment I looked at her, everything around me went gray and turned to white noise; the only thing that mattered was she and I. It was as if time stopped and we were the only ones in motion. I was in a daze, and I couldn’t believe that I was going to meet her in that moment. She was wearing white Keds, a black and red striped jersey dress, and had red curly hair and pink lip gloss. She greeted me, saying “Thanks for coming.”

In response I said “Hi” then stepped forward and immediately went in for a hug. I knew my time with her would be short, and I would not be able to say all that I wanted to say to her. So in preparation, I had a letter in my pocket detailing my feelings for her, and expressed my appreciation for her in that hug. I didn’t smile, I didn’t cry, and I had no emotions at that point. I just wanted to show my affection towards her in the best way I knew, so I wrapped my arms tightly around her waist and hugged her close. With this warm hug, I hoped to express my appreciation for her and her music.

She must have sensed the warm feelings because in response she wrapped her arms around me and pulled me in even tighter. The scent of her perfume danced along my nasal passages and I laid my head against her chest, inhaling the pleasant aroma. We embraced in that hug for about ten seconds, but to me it felt like an hour.
Despite this blissful moment, a part of me wanted to pull away slightly because I only intended my hug as just an embrace; I didn’t want to pose for my picture like that. I wanted a picture of her kissing me on the cheek, but, of course, I didn’t tell her this. I just turned my head towards the photographer, smiled slightly, and my photo was taken.



After the picture was taken, I began to feel a little anxious, because I knew that I would be rushed along so the next person in line could get her picture. In an attempt to buy more time, I asked her if she was sticking around after she was done greeting all her fans. Slightly taken aback, Rihanna said “Maybe,” cocking her head to the side and looking down at me as if judging my intentions. Her powerful hazel eyes peered deep into mine, making me vulnerable.

Feeling small and inferior to the renown popstar, I looked up at her and said quietly, “I have a note that I want to give you.”

“You can give it to me now,” she said, and reached her hand out to accept it. I pulled a folded piece of paper out of my pocket and handed it to her. That piece of paper contained a letter of my appreciation towards her on one side, and a portrait of her on the other. The letter explained how her music has helped me cope with certain situations, how I admire her strength and her ability to maintain her composure even in difficult situations, and how she has had an influence in my daily life. The portrait I drew was a modified-contour pencil drawing of her face.
After I gave it to her, the world went back to normal, the white noise became dominant and our little intimate moment was over. As I began to walk away, Rihanna unexpectedly grabbed me and pulled me in for one last hug and kissed me softly on the cheek. Before I realized what had just happened, my time was up and the next person was already posing for her picture.

Initially the day after the concert, I felt ecstatic knowing that I got the chance to meet Rihanna. I felt special because out of all the fans she met that night, she kissed me. Even though I didn’t confess my feelings to her face, I knew it was all contained within the letter I wrote her. The next couple of days, I checked my Twitter anxiously waiting to see if she would appear in my “followers” list. But as the days went by, she never followed or tweeted me about the letter, so I knew something was wrong. In my letter, I left my Twitter username and asked for her to follow me. I didn’t ask that just because I wanted a follow; it was there as proof so that if she read my letter, she would then be prompted to log on to Twitter and follow me as a read receipt.


It has been months since the meet and greet, and I’m upset that she still hasn’t followed me. I know it wasn’t because she didn’t want to, because she’s followed other people on Twitter who have asked her at the meet & greets. I have no idea what happened to the letter I gave her, whether she threw it away, misplaced it, or someone took it from her and never gave it back. It just hurts to know that she is unaware of how much she means to me. I’m not one to disclose my true feelings often; I usually keep my feelings to myself. For her to disregard them, it just breaks my heart. I feel like I opened my heart to her, and she pull it out of my chest and stomped on it. The one thing that would make it seem better is if she followed me on Twitter. I want the follow so I could lie to myself and say, “Yeah, she read my letter, that’s why she follows.”

Every now and then she goes on a following spree and follows a couple of fans on Twitter; unfortunately, it’s never me. No matter how many times I tweet her, or get other fans to tweet her on my behalf, she never notices. I don’t know what hurts the most; the fact that she never read my letter, or that she still hasn’t followed me on Twitter. I know that if I never went to the concert, or did a meet and greet with her, I wouldn’t feel this way. My expectations wouldn’t be so high. But because I have, I’ve grown emotionally attached to her. I think that I deserve a follow because I’ve proven that I’m a dedicated fan by going to her concert, meeting her, and purchasing her music.

If I could, I would re-do that moment over again and actually unfold the letter in her face and point to it, making sure she saw the part I wrote concerning Twitter. This whole experience has left me with a slew of feelings about Rihanna. I love her, I really do, and it’s not fair for me to hold her accountable for not reading my letter, as anything could have happened outside of her control. She loves her fans and never passes up an opportunity to interact with them whether that is on the street or on Twitter. But a part of me fears that I was nothing but a consumer to her. I paid a lot for that opportunity, and though I’m grateful, I wish things could have gone as I planned. I hope she follows me on Twitter soon so that I can be content.

#14: Rihanna the Poet (Teacher)

This morning I woke up from my slumber confused; I dreamt of Rihanna and for the first couple of minutes I thought this dream was a distant memory, that it actually happened. So after I realized that this was actually a dream, I had to write it down. This is what happened:

I had this awesome dream that Rihanna was my poetry teacher for the semester at school. Everyone in the class was sitting on the floor; the floors and walls were white.

Rihanna came in and sat down on these steps/bleachers. Everyone gathered around her, sitting on the floor. People were awestruck but didn't say anything, neither did she. She had her Rated R haircut and was wearing a black shirt. Her shirt had white lettering and I think it said Rihanna Navy though I'm not sure and she was wearing a small necklace/chain. She began her lecture. I was sitting at the end of the group, I sat on the far right, my right, at the front closest to Rihanna. While she was lecturing, sometimes she would turn my direction and look straight at me, in my eyes. It felt awesome! lol :)

An administrator came in the class and made sure that Rihanna was verified to work there and then left, leaving behind 3 girls who were supposed to be in the class. One girl was wearing a Rihanna "Hard" shirt. Rihanna looked up at her, saw the shirt, pointed to it and said "oh" then smiled. And then the 3 girls sat around Rih, right in front of me -_-. You know I was mad. Two of the girls' heads were in the way of my view of Rih so obnoxiously I said to them "can yall move out the way? I can't see". lol Then my friend Jessica was sitting next to me on my right started laughing. We both started stretching out our legs and she saw how long my legs looked when i stretched them out so she scooted up to try and make hers look longer. By then Rih had moved and sat on the floor with us near our feet on Jessica's right so I told Jessica to chill because I was afraid she would hit Rih with her feet lol.

The scene switched and I had left the classroom and went outside behind the school. It was night time, and I ran out onto the field where there were a long row of blue lockers where our school records were located. I ran past them thinking of the past and then I went down some steps and ran around the corner before stopping and coming back in the school. When I came back I saw Chris Smith -_- (this guy i don't like) and he asked me where my friend Tonna was and I said idk and I asked where his locker was and he said it was in the B building.

I went back into the classroom and this time the look of it changed, the walls were tan and there were desks, like those desks with the space in them from back in elementary school. I had a grocery cart with me filled with i guess books and I couldnt get it to fit through the rows of the desks, so I had to pass Rih's teacher's desk which was on the opposite wall. I smiled sheepishly at her and she smiled back and followed me with her eyes as I walked past her desk. I sat all the way in the last row in the second to last desk. I was counting money on top of the last desk for a fundraiser or something like that. And my friend Minlow was there, everyone was laughing at him for some reason, I think he accidentally bumped the desk lol but I told him to go up and talk to Rih.

That's all I can remember about what happened in the dream. It was really long. And it felt soooo real, like I said when I woke up I felt it was a memory instead of dream. She really looked and acted like a teacher. I mean, she was Rihanna, still a singer but she never addressed that in the dream. I think I had this dream because last night I was watching a bunch of Rihanna videos, but still doesn't explain why she had the Rated R cut and not her current hairstyle *kanye shrug*. But even though I never actually heard her speak poetry I know it was a poetry class she was teaching.
I think because I just finished my first week of classes for the semester the academic view point in the dream was present. But how awesome would it be if Rihanna really was a poet? lol I wish she would write her own songs. I do miss the Rated R era Rihanna though, how she sung about real shit that she was going through or had went through. Her songs on that album had depth, meaning and are waaaay better than the shallow raunchy sex songs she has now on her Talk That Talk album. I didn't really care for that.
Maybe this means she'll start writing her own songs or maybe cut her hair again :) I'd love either one lol

#13: Bow Wow Dream

Last night I had a dream about Bow Wow. I'm laughing because of what happened in the dream.

So anyways, In the dream, my mom dropped me off at Bow Wow's house and I snuck in. As I got inside and was walking along the balcony looking over to floor below, I noticed his aunt and 3 little boys. I ducked into a room and it ended up being Bow Wow's room. I headed straight to the closet.

Inside the closet were all of his clothes, and I saw a bunch of tour outfits that I had never seen him wear before. One that stood out was a black jersey with the number 20 on it and his face from the New Jack City 2 cover was in the middle of the numbers. The numbers and his face were painted black. There was also a few of his YMCMB shirts, along with a navy blue motorcycle style jacket that I tried on. It was huge on me lol. I started getting paranoid about being in his closet just in case he came back, so I left his room.

I walked out into the balcony style hallway again and his aunt was out there and caught me. She was sitting on the floor and looked up and saw me. I thought to myself dammit im screwed; She looked terrified for a second and then asked why was I here. I smiled at her and said that I was a Bow Wow fan and I was just curious. She asked if I was a groupie, I said "OHH NAHHH" and she laughed lol. Then we started up a sidebar conversation about random stuff, like I noticed she had the same comb and head wrap as me, because in the dream I was already in my pajamas. She didn't call the police and let me stay in the mansion for the night.

The next morning she ended up taking me to church (sooo random I know) and she tried to hand me the mic to sing and I "noooo I can't sing". Just as she was about to hand me the mic, my mom and brother showed up too. And that was the end of the dream, I don't know if I met Bow Wow or not.

This dream came as a surprised to me. I'm amazed that I dreamed about Bow Wow because I haven't had a Bow Wow dream in YEARS. The last Bow Wow dream I had was in 10th grade, 4 years ago, WOW. But I think I had this dream because lately I've been thinking of him alot. Because his newest album Underrated was supposed to drop tomorrow (Dec 6), but he decided to push back the date to work on it some more, and I'm still waiting for his Sweat video to come out. I've just been anxious for the new project because I know he won't dissapoint.
The jersey I saw in the dream had to be about how he didn't tour for his NJCII album, that's why his face was on the jersey. And I was upset about that because I had saved up money and was waiting to go on the tour but he never had one.

And it's crazy cuz I went to bed last night and i said "I wanna have a dream tonight about Aaliyah" no, I didn't dream about her, but I dreamed about Bow Wow which is cool too :)

#12: Rihanna and Chris Meet Again... the Prophecy

I feel like I need to post this, just for documentation, proof.
On May 9, 2011, I wrote a status on facebook talking about a dream I had about Rihanna and Chris Brown. This is what happened:

I had a dream that Rihanna and Chris reunited on tv. They were standing up in this room, the walls were gray and they were in the corner, and tv cameras and were all around them. Chris and Rihanna were cozy with one another. Rihanna was talking to an interviewer saying how they were working in the studio trying to finish up a song that they had previously worked on. Then she looked at Chris and pointed and laughed at his blonde hair. The camera zoomed in as she hugged him; it looked like she was about to kiss him on the cheek but kissed him on the lips instead, then her lips turned brown o.0.

That was the dream. I'm only posting this because apparently Chris and Rihanna followed each other on twitter today. It's definitely a sign. I am one to have half-psychic dreams occasionally and I think this is one of them. Soon Chris and Rihanna will meet up and have a public encounter, just to help out Chris's career. Bet.

#11: Rihanna Dream Eh Eh lol

I know I haven't posted anything on this blog in months, but I see now that this blog is starting to become a post for all of my celebrity dreams, so I'm thinking about just renaming it, cuz the only thing this blog is telling you is who I dream about lol. Okay well whatever lol

So early this morning I had a Rihanna dream. It was night time and I was in the car with my mom and we were driving in a parking lot, and as we were driving past Burger King I was like "oh look there's Rihanna". She was standing outside looking down on this little kid smiling, and there was a little fence around the perimeter of the back of the Burger King as if it was the little play area. I wanted to go eat there, so my mom turned into the Burger King and we went inside.
When we got in line, Rihanna was now leaning on the counter next to the cashier.
She was dressed somewhat like this from her SNL What's My Name performance,

but she had her hair up like this:

The person in front of us left a piece of paper and a pen on the counter, so i ripped off half of the paper and took the pen cuz I was gonna get Rihanna to sign it. We took forever to order because I couldn't figure out what I wanted. I kept looking up at the menu, and asked for onion rings and then my mom said "are you done?" cuz she was getting annoyed lol. and I was like "mhmm... no wait! Can I get a jr bacon cheeseburger?" and the cashier was like "no, we don't sell that, that's wendys." And I felt dumb lol and was like "oh.. yea I'm done." So our order came up to be $19.99, don't ask me how, hyper inflation? (In every dream I have at a fast food restaurant, the prices of the food be so extra expensive than they really are in real life lol).

So I got up the courage to ask Rihanna for her autograph on the by then greasy piece of paper lol and she said "hold on, I got to give this meal to Tiara for her birthday" (I'm assuming that's the little girl she was playing with outside), then she motioned for me to follow her. My mom had already sat down and was calling for me, but I followed Rihanna lol then my mom got up and followed me. As we walked to the sit down somewhere in my mind I wanted to tell her how I preordered her album offa amazon yesterday and how cool it was for her to be at Burger King and that more celebrities should do it.

Rihanna sat down in a booth and I was about to sit down on the opposite side when some random chinese-hispanic couple slid their asses in and cut me off (rude as shyt! lol) Then Rihanna rolled her eyes and got up and sat at the circular table next to the booth and I used my feet to grab the chair next to them and yanked it towards me before they could move again. I sat next to her and my mom sat across the table. I told Rihanna I did it just to piss them off and she laughed. (In my head I was thinking to myself "oh she probably thinks I'm awesome" lol) As soon as we sat down I got extra shy again, like yall know I get lol then she broke the silence and said "We're gonna get married". And I said "Who us?" Then her eyes got big and she giggled.

After that I woke up outta excitement lol I was so happy I had a Rihanna dream. When I woke up I was under my covers full of energy, syced going 'yea!' in my head, thinking its the morning time, till i pull the covers off of me and see it's still dark and only 5:30 am -_-
But yea I was glad I had this dream. I know why I had it, cuz I've been extra press over her lately, seeing as how her album comes out in 9 days and I just preordered it yesterday, and her album leaked so I've been trying to listen to all of the songs already lol. And I'm always watching her videos on youtube lately. Yea I'm PRESSED! lol Rihanna overload = dream for me I guess lol. That's how she appeared in one of my other dreams (Post #7). The reference to Burger King itself comes from watching Aaron Fresh's Spending All My Time video, where in it he works as an employee there.So yeah that's it. I tried to go back to sleep and continue the dream, but that was a fail. So now it's like did I ever get the autograph? What happened next? This dream has the potential to be made into a fanfiction, but I'm not going to even get into that cuz just like all the others I've started, I'd never finish it lol.

#10: Brandon Kane Dream

Okay so for the past 2 days my sleep pattern has been the worst of the worst, where I end up staying up all night, and then when I try to go to sleep, i can only sleep for a few hours. 3 hours of sleep produced this dream, so to have this dream is sort of a blessing. This is what happened.
For those of you who don't know who Brandon Kane is, he's an unsigned singer/performer, and he looks like this:


Cute right? :) Yea well in the dream, he had performed a concert at this hotel that I was staying in. Of course I had went to the concert (don't remember that part of the dream though) and after his concert, he stayed in the hotel too. He was at a restaurant sitting by himself and I noticed him. I went up to him and said hi and asked him for an autograph. He stood up, and game me this warm embracing hug as if he'd seen me before. I was like :D he smelled good lol. He asked me "How have things been going?" I said "I'm good" then he mimicked me and repeated "'how have things been going' 'I'm good'?" I had realized what i said and then we both laughed.
I wanted to take a pic with him, but I noticed I didn't have my camera with me, so I asked him if he would stay right there while i went to get my camera. But before I even got the sentence out someone I knew came up to us and already had a camera available... a high quality one at that :) lol So I asked the dude if he could take a pic of me and Brandon. Instead the dude handed me the camera and had me take a pic of them two. Then I took a pic of Brandon alone, and he was posing at the camera, smiling and pointing lol. Then idk how but his clothes just changed instantly lol and next thing I know I was standing next to him. He didn't have on a shirt, just a black vest. I still had the camera in my hand and was prepping him for his next shot. He joked and said something like "You have me all to yourself". So I pulled the right side of his vest back behind him and he had his hands on his sides, kinda like this CB pose lol:


Since I had such an advantage, you know Brandon Kane with his shirt off lol I started feeling on his abs, and they were hard lol I mean you could tell he spent time in the gym lol. Too sexy lol.

And yea, that was the dream. I woke up cuz I had to pee lol. This dream was kind of random, but not really cuz I went to bed thinking of Brandon Kane :) He's a real nice guy you know. I just find it strange how this dream and the last dream (next one down) both of them were wearing black and it made them look so sexy lol. I mean damn black is a sexy color lol. And this dream is also ironic because this afternoon I'm leaving home to go stay at a hotel for a week. You know I wish this dream would come true lol that would make my life. But Brandon is from the west coast so he never comes over here =/

#9: Random Chris Brown Dream

Okay, well this dream wasn't really random, because I was thinking about Chris before I went to bed. But this is a recap of what happened:

We were in some restaurant, it was kind of dark inside of there, but it was crowded and the sun wasn't shining outside, but it was still daytime. Anyways, Chris came and sat down and I went over to him and started asking him "do you remember me? I used to talked to you on yahoo and you used to tell me all this stuff" blah blah blah.

He was wearing something like this:

And I sat down next to him on the bench and I remember he was holding me. I remember seeing his big arms with his tattoos (sexy lol) and then I looked at him and he looked at me all in my eyes, and was smiling at me. And I just kept looking at his lips because they were so juicy looking omg lol. I really wanted to kiss him and I knew he wanted to kiss me, but then before it happened, I took a deep breath and counted on my fingers "just 5 more months!" and he was like "what?" Then I told him I was only 17. He was dissapointed, so he just got up and walked outside. I was blown lol. Then when I went outside to try to find him, I couldn't :(

But yea, that was the jist of the dream... Damn I was soo close to kissing him! But I guess I didn't want him to do anything illegal =/ I know this dream stems from how recently I've been thinking about him, ever since I saw the Exclusive DVD because it made me realize how much I missed the old Chris Brown from when he first came out, and I know that the new Chris Brown is just going through a phase of badass, just like how when Bow Wow turned 18 he tried to go hard. It's only temporary though, and he'll find a balance between cute goofy Chris and badass Chris.

#8: Revealing Dream

Tonna' this is just for you lol. I'ma change the names of the people in the dream though, I'll message you wit the real names okay? lol
Anyways, this dream took place at some random school. I think I was there because I was supposed to know this white girl that popped up throughout the dream.
But yea I was walking through the school when i walked passed this classroom that Bryan and 2 other people were hanging outside of. I glanced at him and kept walking. Then the school ordered a lockdown and all the students had to go in this one place, i guess the gym. So as I was walking towards the gym, i noticed there was an administrator blocking the front door. Made me think about NHS, how our school should do that.
Anyways, as I got towards the gym, it was getting crowded. There was a bunch of levels that I had to climb on top of and stuff. Out of nowhere Tom wrapped his arms around me and i was just like -_- um lol and so we were walking to get in the gym and he still had his arms around me. As I was about to climb up on this bridge, I glanced back and saw Bryan and thought that he might've seen me with Tom, so I kicked Tom off of me and starting going across the bridge by myself.
And that's how the dream ended lol. Randommmmm! lol I don't understand it at all

#7: What A Random Dream!

Just woke up and had this crazy random dream! Rihanna and Nick Jonas were in it. o.0 Crazy right?

Well at the beginning of the dream, Me and Rihanna were in Ms. Vogel's room, looking at a piece of paper on the ledge next to the door. She wrote her autograph on it and was explaining that that was how her label wanted her to write it. So I took the pencil and started signing her name and she was like "oh that's pretty" even though I thought the autograph i wrote looked like shyt cuz I suck at writing cursive. But anyways, the scene switched, and I was in the car with my friends Tonna', and Lauren, and Tonna's mom.

Tonna's mom was driving me to the metro station because my dad said he would pick me up from there. On the way there, my friend Lauren must have got out the car somehow because Tonna' and her mom were wondering where Lauren was going when they saw that she was walking to her apartment complex. So her mom was still driving me, when I saw that the road we were on was very muddy and wet. There was a river next to the road, and I got scared because I thought the car would slide into the water. So to be safe, I told her mom I would walk from there. I got out the car, and started walking when I realized I didn't have my shoes on. So I went back to the car and got them on. I grabbed my bag, which had a bag of Cracker Jack in it (sooo random cuz I haven't had that in years, but okay) and in my hand I had a bag of Red Hot chips (you know the kind that Utz makes). Finally, I was at the train station (i think).

There I saw Nick Jonas and he was sitting at a table with some other young white people and with him was a boy who looked like Joe Jonas, but it wasn't him. I went up the stairs, and there were people who reminded me of the Disney Channel stars. There were 2 little girls who were twins, and they looked like bootleg Olsen twins from back in the day. Then I went back downstairs and Nick was still there. I wanted to take a picture with him. I walked over to where Lyric was (yes he was in my dream, soooo random! lol) and I asked him if he wanted to take a pic with Nick Jonas, and he looked at me and was like "No." So I went over to Nick Jonas and saw that the Joe Jonas look-a-like was gone. But there was a Kevin Jonas look-a-like now. So I told Nick "that boy looks like Kevin Jonas." "Who looks like Kevin?" Nick responded, and I pointed to the boy.

Last Scene. I was back home and I was upstairs eating my hot chips, wondering why they didn't taste hot. I finished the bag and went downstairs to the kitchen. There, there were so many pizzas. There were 3 personal pizzas, 3 large pizzas stacked ontop each other, and two pizzas just by themselves. I looked through each box to see which one I wanted to eat, and I picked the one that had the banana peppers, green peppers, red peppers and yellow peppers on them.

And that was the dream. So random right? This dream makes no sense to me. Like why am I dreaming about Rihanna and Nick Jonas? The only thing that seems right is the fact that I dreamed about Rihanna. Because I've been seeing her videos on alot lately, and I think actually that her Russian Roulette video was the last video I saw of the night. I didn't watch the whole thing because I said I was getting tired of seeing her lol. But yea what doesn't make sense though is that consciously, I'm afraid of her. You know "the wait is ova, the wait is ova *PUNCH!*" right? But in the dream, it's like we're best buds and shyt. Scary.... lol. And why am I dreaming of Nick Jonas? I haven't even thought of that boy, yet he pops up in my dream. Yes he is the cutest white boy, but still he was not in my conscious mind. I was thinking of Bow Wow and Young Jinsu and Chris Brown yesterday, not Nick. And what sticks out in my mind the most is the fact that I wanted something spicy, chose something spicy to eat. What does that mean?! Man.... I need a dream dictionary like forreal. And what's also crazy is that yesterday I was looking at an old magazine and it had a little article on dreams and how to interpret them. Crazy because I end up having a dream the same night. A crazy dream at that. smh smh SMH! But yea if anyone can hook me up with some explanations, that would be good. And I kinda miss dreaming about MJ :)

#6: And Yet Another Michael Jackson Dream :)

Just woke up had another Michael Jackson dream :)

In the dream, Me and this other girl won some contest, idk what it was for, but we won.

I went into this building and once I walked in, there was this display case in the foyer. In the display case there were two mannequin heads. One was of Michael Jackson and a green wig was sitting atop his head.

Then when we turned the corner to go into this room, Michael Jackson was sitting in there with a camera that had a brown stocking-like material over it.

He was about to take a picture of me and the girl since we won the contest, and before he took it, he jokingly looked around the room suspiciously to make sure no one was around and he looked up me and put the peace sign up.

So I put up the peace sign for the picture, and he looked at me and flashed a beaming smile. And I started cheesing hard as hell lol, and in my mind all I was thinking of was how I wanted to take a picture with him.

Human Nature was playing in my physical mind the whole time as this dream was going on.

The dream ended cuz I was half asleep and my brother called me, so yea lol.

But man I loved this dream. It made my day. I woke up still cheesing just thinking about him. Man if he was still alive I would hug him lol. I find it funny how in the most recent dreams I've had of him, me and him are always cheesing as if we both share some huge insider. It's great! =D

This came as a real treat though because I wasn't eve thinking about him or expecting a dream and it just comes out of nowhere. On top of that, I was having a bad day, had a migraine, but once I woke up the migraine was gone and this dream was in my head.

This is also weird because yesterday when I did the photo of the day app on facebook, it was that sexy picture of Michael Jackson, (you know what I'm talking about, the one in blog #4), and I put in my status that it was a sign. Yea, it must have been a sign that I was going to dream about him again :)

Syce me! I'm still looking like this now: =DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD lmaoooooo

#5: How To Get Your Youtube Account Back (if claimed by Blackground Records)

Hey, it's Skibop!! I have been putting this off for a really long time because I was too damn lazy to do it, but now I'm finally going to address this situation.
Back in early March of 2009, many users that did Aaliyah fan-made videos were getting their accounts suspended. The reason was because of alleged copyright infringement from Blackground Records. Now most Aaliyah fans know that Blackground Records used to be the record label that Aaliyah was signed on when she first got into the music business. We couldn't understand why they would suspend us when all we were trying to do was keep Aaliyah's legacy alive. We weren't trying to gain monetary profit in any way.

It kind of seemed legit until my SkibopTV account got suspended. See now SkibopTV was my vlogging account. It was purely captured videos of me talking about various subjects. I couldn't understand why they would suspend such an account when I never even used any copyrighted Aaliyah videos for my vlogs. I just had Aaliyah music playing softly in the background as I spoke over it and occasionally wore my Aaliyah hoodie in videos, but that still was not a just reason to suspend me.

As I researched more into this, I realized that not every person who did Aaliyah fan-made videos got suspended. It seemed as though only the group of Aaliyah fans that I talked to had gotten their account suspended. I knew something was up. That's what made me decide to get my accounts back. I hope that if you or somebody you know got their account suspended because of copyright claim from Blackground Records, that you can follow the instructions posted below in order to get your account back:

1. The first thing I did was visit Youtube's Help Center to find out how I could get my videos back. After reading what was posted on the page, I saw that I had two options to send a counter-notification: by mail or by sending an e-mail. I chose to use e-mail.
   
   
2. 
   
   • I sent an e-mail to copyright@youtube.com using the e-mail address that I used to sign up for the Youtube account. In the Subject line I put "YouTube DMCA Counter-Notification."
   • I began the letter with a general greeting, then stated the purpose of the letter in the first sentence.
     
   • Immediately following, I listed my name, phone number, address, e-mail address, and youtube username.
   • I then posted the title and URL for a few of my videos that got removed. (You only need one URL if you are trying to get your account back. Once they give you back your account, all the other videos will be replenished with it.)
   • I restated the purpose of the letter, then added the mandatory statement "I consent to the jurisdiction of the district court in whose district I reside.I swear, under penalty of perjury, that I have a good faith belief that the material was removed or disabled as a result of a mistake or misidentification of the material to be removed or disabled."
   • I then ended the letter with a closer, name, date, and an electronic signature. (If you have a facebook account, you can use a profile badge that displays your name and e-mail account as an electronic signature. You can also scan your physical signature and link/paste it into the e-mail.)
   • Still confused? Click the picture on the side for an example of how your e-mail should look like -------->
     
     
3. After I sent the e-mail, youtube contacted me the same day saying that they recieved the counter-notification form and explained that they were reviewing the claim. They explained that they were forwarding the email to the third-party that made the copyright claim, and that if the third-party failed to reply back to youtube about seeking a court order within 10 days, then my videos would be back on youtube.
   
   
4. After the 10 days was over with, Youtube sent me another message saying that they reinstated my account and were sorry for the mistake they had made in suspending my account. I got all of my videos back, and retained everything that I had on my account prior to getting suspended. The only thing is, that once you get your account back, your videos count won't display properly on your page. So what you have to do is either upload a new video or delete an old video for it to go back to normal.
   

The process to get your account back seems long and difficult, but once you get it back, you'll feel much better. I know that many of you have already started over on new accounts and you may not want to go through with this. But think about all of the views that your videos on your previous account had. That, and your number of subscribers should motivate you to attempt to get your account back. I did the steps above for all of my accounts even my fan-made accounts (Skibop, SkibopDaSequel) and was successful in getting them back. So this will work for you too if your account was suspended because of copyright infringement due to Blackground Records.

#4: Michael Jackson

Man. I think I really need help. I hate to say it but ever since he died, I've obtained a liking to him. And not just ordinary fascination, but like actually liking him. You see, I didn't plan to. It's just that after I watched Moonwalker and I seen him, I was like "damn". He was just so awesome in that movie and you know I actually became envious of Katie cuz man I wish that was me. But yea. I was in denial for a while, cuz I knew it wasn't right, but you know i couldn't help myself. So one day I just was like fuck it and came out with it and accepted it. You know cuz the first step to solving a problem is admitting that you have it. I felt good for a while, you know cuz I was just out there and I felt clean cuz I got it off my conscious, but I still felt bad cuz I know its wrong. But still.

Afterwards I just went crazy and like started testing my boldness by searching for MJ videos from the 80's and looking at pictures. And it doesn't help that I've come across the sexiest picture of Michael Jackson ever:

Everytime I look at that picture, I just go wow cuz he looks so good. Now you know that's not right. But oh no, that isn't the reason I'm writing this blog. The reason is, because its gotten WORSE.
I have a real problem. For the past two days, I have had dreams about Michael Jackson. Now it wasn't nothing nasty but still dreaming about a dead man just isn't right. But I'm gonna go into detail for yall.

July 28, 2009

Dream 1: I was at my church and I was hiding out cuz the Nazis were looking for people to kill. And inside I was there with my mom, aunt, brother and we were hiding under the table. Then I got up to look out the window and i seen this van drive up, its lights hitting the window. So i ran back to tell my family that someone was coming. Then when the door opened, it ended up being the cast from Roseanne. When they came, we all went into this other room, and it were 3 beds. I took the middle bed. Then after everyone came in, Michael Jackson came in after them. So then I said to him "you can lay in the bed with me" So he came over and we layed in the bed; my back was to him and his arm around my waist and our feet were dangling off the side of the bed. o.0

July 29, 2009

Dream 2: I was at school, and they were showcasing MJ's dead body. And I was sycing it, like "you know they got MJ's body at my school." Then i went outside with my friend Lauren where the body was and sat down and watched as some movers took MJ's body away.

Dream 3: Well it wasn't really a dream but just a vision. It was 2 Michael Jacksons next to each other, but I only remember the first one cuz it was the MJ from the 80s, you know 'Bad' Michael Jackson, and I just keep looking at him cuz he looked cute lol. I have no idea which MJ the other one was cuz i wasn't focused on that one lol.

Now you see there's something wrong with that. 3 dreams with Michael Jackson in a two day span. Never in my life has that happened, no matter who I was feeling at the moment. True I've been through some phases (ie Bow Wow, Chris Brown, Deshawn Stevenson) but I've never dreamed about one person back to back like that. Truth be told, I've never even had dreams about Chris Brown or Deshawn at all. So you know this is peculiar.

As you can see, this is strange and I need help. So if you know of a Michael Jackson rehab facility, man let me know, cuz I will surely go. I know it's just a phase, but this is this weirdest phase that I have ever been through.

#3: My Crazy Dream

Yooo I just woke up because I had a crazy dream! I don't know what to think about it, my subconscious mind wanders to things that my conscious mind would never even think of. But you wanna know what happened???

Well, in the dream, i had just gotten off the bus in front of the school, Im guessing it was thee first day. So I walk inside the school, then the scene switches to um, well um something i swear i would never do in real life lol.
But when the scene switched, I was now leaning up off the floor in the bridge position with my friend De'Ante lol. It wasn't like that though. It was like they was teaching a class or something about positions and I just wanted to try that one lol.
Then the next thing I know, De'Ante is laying on the floor, and I'm standing up. De'Ante looked like he wanted to go to sleep cuz he was all stretched out. And then some guy comes and asks if we had anything that he could use to wake somebody up, and I was about to say to use the alarm on his phone, but then I woke up.

Now what does that mean??? Crazy right? I swear man, my subconscious mind be thinking of some off the wall stuff. But omg I promise you, all my dreams are PG lol so no worries. Maybe its addressing my Scorpio nature? You know we're the sexiest sign of the zodiac :) But yea, lol i don't know about that cuz I'd never do it in real life. I'm too innocent for that 0:)