*Dream Weaver* is not girl and not a yet woman. She lingers somewhere in between and can’t describe this wonderful place though she is happy and content to be where she is. Currently pursuing a double degree through a distance learning program, you will find her up in the wee hours of the morning desperately trying to finish her assignments, cramming for exams or completing her writing deadlines. The silence of the morning just before dawn is comforting for her and she seems to think more clearly during this period of time.
When she is not desperately trying to finish her work, she can be found curled up underneath her comforter surrounded by her pillows and soft toys, reading books, writing or scrapbooking. Sometimes you can find her out at the mamak with her friends laughing and chatting about everything and nothing or at home with her family watching the telly.
*Dream Weaver* has many dreams and can sometimes be labeled as an idealist. She still strongly believes that there is good in everyone and that there are such things as happy endings, fairies and pots of gold at the end of the rainbow. On the other hand, she knows that sometimes life leads you down strange twisted confusing roads and that sometimes bad things happen to good people but she still clings to her beliefs that everything happens for a reason; After all, when God closes a door, He opens a window.
At the moment, *Dream Weaver* can’t wait to complete her studies (though she knows that when it ends she will miss it all) and is anxiously looking forward to a long long holiday.