I just choose "My Mr. Chinatown" because in my dream I have this guy with me That I am calling "pang or papang" who is so Chinese looking especially his small Chinese eyes and I'm just happy about it.  

The dream that I have is something like a big formal party then to road massacre and then house loving. 

Anyways, I'll just gonna tell you the full story. 

It all started from a so a-like of a college prom where everyone is in their most classic and elegant suits and gowns then everyone is mutual from one to another.

I was with this guy the whole time and while lurking around meeting friends that I have never met in my life, this guy suddenly introducing me to his friends as her wife and I was like so confused because at first I don't know who he was. (Well of course when you have a dream everything were so surreal that it would definitely can convince you that everything you see are real and everything around you are also real but then again you will pop-up to every where with anyone in no particular time. It just happen all the time)

Then, as this guy introduce me, I just go with it and also ask for every single person's name in return. While I'm in the middle of the conversation, there had some comotion that sudden happens while the party is going and the next thing I know is that my husband is pulling me outside the hotel where the party is being held. 

Everyone also went out then after going out then I suddenly recognize that we were in this middle of the cross road and our car were behind us while everyone is killing each other and me with my husband are just standing next to those people that are killing each other and so relax watching them and I was like " Pang, let's go now! We might get involve there if we don't get off the road right now "

After that, my husband immediately entered the car and the next thing we know about being inside the car is that I'll be going out of it so soon because we are already at our house's parking lot.

As I go down the car, I notice this one neighborhood carying a kid that is still continues to call me mom so as he sees me looking at him he decided to just let go of the kid and permanently the kid hugged me and just won't let go of me.

The set up continues. I was a mom of one child, my husband is namesless but I called him "Pang or Papang" and were happy.