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Dreaming comes so easily
'Cause it's all that I've known
True love is a fairy tale
I'm damaged, so how would I know

- "Damaged" by Plumb

I don’t know you anymore.

February 16, 2009

The End.

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Dream on Oct 29

October 29, 2008

I had an interview today with HP, so naturally I dreamt about it.

I dreamt that we were falling in line to get our letters from HP, everyone had one. But some are more special than others. I was not in the line yet, because -cliche- I was in my underwear and I was struggling to get dressed. 

My friends working in HP is in my dream too.

And then I was hanging out with a few friends when we lost track of time and I raced to get dressed and I couldn’t find my pants -cliche again-.

And then we were in a beach house and there was a pirate island, where we get to dress up as pirates. We were with Camille and her mom. 

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Dream on Oct 23

October 23, 2008

I dreamt that I was going to our conference in Cebu. However, we were traveling through this patchy forestand there was even a river/ waterfall which my sisters and I swam through. And when we got there it is like a water park/ resort/ This is not the first time I dreamt of that setting. I think I wasn’t wearing shoes, which is why I was concious of stepping on weeds or sharp branches on the floor. It was a short cut that reaches the back door of the waterpark. Our cottage was next to Nikki’s, but it is seperated by a river or something. The cottages are elevated and looks like the nipa huts that we stayed in in Mindoro. 

We were picked up at the airport by my family and I was with some friends from school and we had a lot of luggage, but we managed to fit the luggage in the car. My little sister and I sat at the back with some of the luggage, while my friends and my sister sat in the middle. I don’t really remember which friends were there. I think one of them is Matto.

I remember going into an elevator and I was fixing my sweater and when I looked up I saw Ms Nats, and we talked about our accomodations for the conference. She was rattling off names of profs that we will be with. But those names that she rattled off were names of Regine’s friends, one of them is John Ma. There was another perosn in the elevator with us, it was a girl, but I don’t remember who it was.

I was in a garage and I was matching up pieces of scrap metal, one red, one yellow and one blue. I  don’t really know what it’s for.

I remember being in our bedroom and Liyan was there and we were trying to close the lights, but the light switches were the puzzle type, wherein there is a specific order for closing the lights. And we were saying that it was liek that too in Amie’s house and there were many possibilities of the order, since there were three lights and three light switches and we don’t have all night to figure it out.

The three pieces of scrap metal were like that too, there is a supposed order for it. At first, I was trying them uniformly and then this guy came in, my friend/ boyfriend supposedly and told me to just try anything. So we tried match it differently in any order. He said it was artistic or free flowing or something like that. We got the pieces of red scrap metal and placed them in the back of our car. I tried to fit the pieces in, ‘coz some pieces were bigger. 

Then my classmate from Rels class came in with her boyfriend who was an older guy, as in really older guy. She was pregnant. We looked at her and we followed them upstairs. We were talking about thwe conference, and then I remember that it was only a few minutes left till th conference and I haven’t worked on my script/ presentation yet. I rushed to our room. My boy friend followed me. I then digged through our mini ref looking for a paperbag that contains my clothes and I couldn’t find it. I found another paperbag in there but it contains my casual clothes. And my boyfriend was telling me that I was freaking out. And I asked him if he was prepared for his talk and he just laughed and held my hand and sort of hugged me.

We were in a conference room and I was looking through the venetian blinds of the window and I saw Nikki’s cottage, we said that they couldn’t see us from their cottage, unless they go to the farthest side of their balcony. We were in a meeting or something, but it seems like the location of our retreat. 

We were sitting on top of a ledge and we saw JM and he was playing baseball with some friends from DLSU, except they were just chasing people around with a baseball mitt and hitting each other with the baseball and we were joking that we weren’t taught baseball in DLSU. 

I guess that’s it. :D  

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Dream on Oct 22

October 22, 2008

First there was Patrick in my dream, I think we were in class. We were looking at this huge illustrated book that’s really fancy, and sort of magical, because some of the print moves. It was gold and all shiny. I got a small version of the book and was looking at it with Patrick. There were other people there too, like this older guy, a magician sort of person who was showing us the book and telling us about the special effects of the book. I think the book was about Rizal or the Bible, don’t really remember.

There was another part, where there was a dorm, and the girl from Camp Rock, the one with the laptop, was there. She had a big bag with her, but she said that that was not her luggage, it was just her book bag. Anyways, the people in the dorm were supposed to go home. Serena and Dan was there too. They took a bus back home, while the other girl was driven by her dad, who was rather strict. She was telling her dad, that she could’ve taken the bus too, since they arrived the same time as Serena and Dan anyway. 

Then there was Gina, with a sparkly pink convertible, while Carlos with a dark blue convertible. She came to the house to pick me up, while Raney was in the window of the house and sort of jumped into the car. And we drove away. I was fumbling with the seat belt, because I was nervous about Gina’s driving.

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Dream on Oct 20 2008

October 20, 2008

I was in an elevator in DLSU (but the building in my dream did not resemble the buidlings in DLSU), there was a girl who also went in the elevator, she was about to take her entrance exam. I wished her good luck and said that it was easy, except for a math part. When I got off the elevator, I saw students in the classroom through a glass, and they were all about to take their exam. I was outside and I was feeling giddy, ‘coz it’s my last night of school, but no one else was excited with me, ‘coz it wasn’t their last day.

Another dream I had the other day, I went to see my Tshirt for the ARTWORK competition, and they had my design digitized. So to fulfill that dream, I will digitze my design right now and submit it to DesignByHumans and hope it get accepted. 

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Dreams for the past few days

September 15, 2008

There was one about a genie bottle which Gina, another girl and I saw in the thesis room and we were given 10 wishes. Each of us made 2 wishes and there were still a few wishes left so we gave them to Gina.

There was one about cosplaying. I was in a greenhouse and then this boy with his friend came in looking for me. We then went to this cosplay convention wherein everyone was dressed as lolis even the guys. Us girls were crushing on this older guy. Our other friend came along too. And then there was someone who wants to take our pictures. We had a group shot and then the they suggested that I take a picture with my friend, who unbeknownest to me, had a crush on me, I hugged him around his neck. The flash in the camera was so bright that I can’t kep my eyes open. I thought my friend was gay. I had a crush on my other friend, even though he doesn’t look like him in my dream, I feel as if it’s him.

There was one with this guy flying in the sky like Hancock and this other guy, his boss, kept on telling him to buy coffee for him, and that he want strong coffee, when the guy was trying hard to maintain his balance. Anyway, he flew out of the building, actually through the glass and then he hovered a bit outside before touching down again, actually he crashed and, the people around the building we’re shocked. He then stood up and told everyone that he was okay, a guard that was his friend hugged him, while an old lady she doesn’t know hugged him as well. He then went back into his office, and he apologized to his boss for not buying coffee. And then I appeared. He asked his boss, why he didn’t ask me to buy coffee instead, his boss didn’t answer. The office had this stairs and two bedrooms. We were outside discussing something when Mary and Jacob appeared in matching boxers. There were two guys in one of the bedrooms. We all chatted a bit.

There was another bit where I saw Kris and Eloi on the way to school (but it was Jubilee main) and I also saw Regine and we offered them a ride, but it was so traffic that they were already late so they decided to walk instead. I told Benedict to close the door when they got out. And then…

to be continued…

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Dreams are like sand…

September 4, 2008

…they slip through your fingers. And there’s no way for you to get them back once they slipped.

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Confusing dreams with reality

August 25, 2008

Currently, I’m listening to Pachebel’s Canon in D, it’s my favorite piece. I am having a headache and I feel really irritated for no good reason.

I realized something, I have been writing a story about a gir who confuses her dreams with reality, to the point that she though that she was married to someon who only exists in her dreams. Basically, her story is based on the dreams here in my dream journal, plus some of my own experiences, except she’s 36 years old and she’s been through more stuff than me. So sometimes, her story is what I might do in ten to sixteen years, and she is not a perfect person, she is just as crappy as I am. And there is a paticular character in her story that is based on my friend, and sometimes, because she is irritated at that character in that story, I, in turn, feels irritated at my friend too. So I think I’m the one who gets confused with her reality and mine. Or that whatever I wrote or invented in her story are actually things that I want to happen or want to do with my life, whether unconsiously or consciously.

They say that dreams tell us something abotu ourselves.I think it’s true. They also say that dreams can sometimes predict the future, I think it can sometimes be true too. Bea says that she dreamt of her friends in St. Paul and DLSU, even before she went to these schools. It made her afraid to dream. I think that it is quite fascinating. It makes me more interested in dreams, in fact. However, there are also times that I get afraid too, because the dreams may not tell of something good.

The nights before the thesis defense I dreamt that one of my tooth fell out. In my dream, in a lucid state, I tried to put that tooth back, because I knew that it means failure and I didn’t want to fail my thesis. but then my mom in my dream told me that it was hardly recognizable, but it made me really afraid. It also made me feel sory that I didn’t wake up sooner.

I didn’t fail my thesis defense. But we didn’t finish our system for STPROF2. It’s a good thing though that our professor is considerate.

I had a dream about my thesis mates. In my dream, we were supposed to demo our system, but they didn’t want to, they had prior plans and they were leaving. But before they get to leave, our thesis adviser and our panels came in. We were in a restaurant and we ordered desert for all of us. We didn’t demo our talk about our thesis, we just ate desert. After our panels finished theirs, they stood up and left. And I was telling my thesis mates that we should go chase them back and have them see our system. But they wouldn’t. I stood up and went to the door of their faculty room and knocked and knocked, But it didn’t open.

I’m not sure if this is a dream or it really happened. I was in the thesis room with my friends, and they want to say something, but couldn’t because I was there, and then I said it for them: “it’s about one of our friends isn’t it?”. We were wondering why we were friends with one of our friends and if we should continue being friends with him/her. 

This is related to the character in my story. She didn’t think that she wants to continue to be friends with one of her friends and she went AWOL on him. But she went AWOL in alot of her friends. This is based on one of my friends in real life. We don’t really know how it happened, but we just went AWOL on each other.

I know that I may be a mean person but I’m still not the type who believes that I could be happy by being with someone who likes me. I may sound really pathetic, actually I am really pathetic, but I’m still waiting for a sign that the one that I like still remembers me or still wants to be friend with me. Unfortunately, we’re still AWOL to each other.

I dreamt that there was this boy and he was being ordered by an evil witch to dismember a baby girl. He was holding the baby girl and baby girl looked at him and told him that it’s okay. The evil witch told him to dismember the baby in girl in a number of parts and he considered biting off the parts of her fingers one by one. 

I dreamt that Lara was with her cousin who she had a relationship with, she kissed him on the lips and told him that they were cousins. And she went with another guy. She then returned to her cousin to help him dress up for a party and paried him up with one of the two sisters who were her friends. They were outside the chapel in my elementary school. She helped button and tuck in her cousin’s shirt. I remember admiring her cousin. And I remember liking guys in dress shirts. And I remember hugging her cousin and the feeling of his shirt on my cheeks. It feels strangely familiar.

I dreamt that there was a Halloween town. I was dressed in a black tshirt and pants and dress overlay. I carried a clear tote and I was with a friend, who went to find her boyfriend. We went to the bathroom and we heard a sound from my bag. We dug through my bag and found that the sound came form an old walkie talkie. We removed the battery of the walkie talkie but it kept on singing. It was singing a praise song, and we asked each other if it was telling us something. We ignored it. And I went to Halloween town, it had lots of decarations and stands. There were lights hanging in the trees. There was a part when I was looking through some old stuff that I had in the music room of my high school. There were other people there and they were all couples, and they taking their pictures and marking the spots where there seemed to be a vampire bite. 

I was in a car with Raney, Regine and my sister. We were driving through Makati supposedly, but it looks different. There was a new mall by Robinson’s. There was an underpass that had a tea shop next to it, and we were wondering how people would get to that tea shop. The tea shop sold sampaguita ice cream and that’s where AJ had his icecream, where the food were expensive, while we, in my dream, had ours in Greenbelt. We then went to Glorietta, but it looks different, and we had icecream bars. Regine was telling me that I shoudl drive to Ortigas when I work.

Ruth and Regine both asked me about the italicized him. And I realized that I don’t really have anything to tell. It was all a dream, or it began in a dream. And in reality, we’re still AWOL to each other and nothing ever happened between us. So whatever feelings that I have/ had are all products of my imaginations that were fueled by dreams about him. I really need to stop confusing dreams with reality.

 I told my friends about my dream about Nathaniel (someone who doesn’t exist in my reality) and they tease me about it. I don’t know why, but even though he doesn’t really exist, he made me feel kilig and in love and loved. It was such a nice feeling. So unfortunate it was all a dream.

The point of the story that I’m writing is that she’ll eventually realize that she shoudl focuse on her reality and not her dreams. She should focus on her present and not the possible future. Maybe, I should take my own advice.

End of dreams.

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Dreams from a long night of sleep

August 24, 2008

I had a cram session last week, so to make up for lost sleep, I slept from around 3 in the afternoon till 12 midnight. I ate a sandwich and went to sleep again. And woke up around 1 this afternoon.

There is a cave next to the sea, and the cast of Pirates of the Carribean are there. There were people who were mad at Keira, but I don’t remember why.

The other dreams are continued in the next post. 

 

 

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Gist of dreams for the past two days

August 18, 2008

There was something about kids riding on giraffes in the street.

There was something about people vanishing, like the rapture. I was at a seminar in an office building, and then I went to the office of the head honcho to find that he too disappeared. There are speculations that I’m related to the CEO of the company. 

There was something about Tsukasa practicing gymnastics, and wanting her dancing clothes. And then her boy friend delivered it to her. Her friend became some kind of soldier. And suddenly there were people attacking Tsukasa’s Japanese style house.

There was something about talking to my mom next to a hotel pool, and she told me to find my husband and I was wondering who my husband is. It’s a good thing she pointed to a general direction and I went there. I saw a my very pregnant old prof and with her is my classmate and I was thinking, eew. And it seems that I’m pregnant too, in my dream. I was standing beside a guy who was in the pool and I motioned to ask if that is my husband, and my classmate motioned yes. And so I hugged the guy from behind and called his name, Nathaniel. He laughed and I laughed too. We were really sweet and cute, actually. Ahaha. Oh, his no one I know in real life, but he looks chinito. And I feel as if I was blushing. Ahaha. I have a dream guy.

That’s it.

I have been thinking, what if signs are only there because we look for them. I have been seeing symbols and signs everywhere that may or may not point to him as the one, maybe because I have been imagining or hoping that they’re there.

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Dreamt of you

August 15, 2008

I dreamt of you last night. You took my picture, while I was pretending to be asleep.

I miss you so very much.

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"Sleeping to Dream" by Jason Mraz

July 7, 2008

I’m dreaming of sleeping next to you I’m feeling like a lost little boy in a brand new town.I’m counting my sheep and each one that passes is another dream to ashes and they all fall down. And as I lay me down tonight,
I close my eyes, what a beautiful sight.

Sleeping to dream about you
and I’m so tired.
Of havin’ to live without you
But I don’t mind.
Sleeping to dream about you and I’m so tired.
Oh, yes I…

I found myself in the riches
(Your eyes, your lips, your hair.)
And you were everywhere.
I woke up in the ditches.
I hit the light and I thought you might be here
But you were nowhere. (You were nowhere)
Well, you were nowhere at home.
As I lay me back to sleep,
And Lord I pray that I can Keep.

Sleeping to dream about you
and I’m so tired.
Of having to live without you
But I don’t mind.
Sleeping to dream about you and I’m so tired.

(Just a little lullaby to keep myself from crying myself to sleep at night.)

Sleeping to dream about you
and I’m so tired.
Of having to live without you
But I don’t mind.
Sleeping to dream about you and I’m so tired.

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"Dreams of Reality" by Myriad

July 1, 2008

My impressions, my memories,like a spirit’s biology
Feeling the silent breeze through the branches,
caressing my dreams peacefully in harmony
Sensitive signs entangle my mind
[Chorus:]
An alien activity
Myriads of atoms converging to cells
creating my memories,
this cosmos of chaos in me
My inner slumber, streams of reflections,
veils of impressions, misty diffusion
Transparent visions, the center of me
[Chorus:]
The alien activity
Myriads of atoms converging to cells
creating my memories,
this cosmos of chaos in me
The freezing winds in your mind
stir up your sense of time
Like the dark quakes from below
ruin your self-control
Whisperings from me
shimmering, I am like an asp-tree
shaking in the wind
which carry my leaves
Your reality is shaped by your dreams
What is confusing me? I am losing control
Awakened surreality affects your fantasy
I am awake with my fantasies
Entwine in unity, strengthening your belief
Far away from nature’s true activities
All-embracing chemistry
I have dreams of reality
River of visions hidden by my body,
opens this flowing, unlimited dimension of mine
Reality of memories
[Chorus:]
This alien activity
Myriads of atoms converging to cells
creating my memories,
this cosmos of chaos in me
This unknown activity of yours
Consists of atoms converging to cells
They create your memories
They build a chaos of cosmos in you

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Marraige dreams

For someone who don’t plan on getting married, I sure dream about getting married alot. First there was this dream I had during the summer where I met my fiance from an arranged marraige, and there was the dream the other day about my wedding day (even though I don’t know the “groom” in my dream, I feel all lovey-dovey and happy).

But according to dream sysmbols (http://www.dreammoods.com/dreamthemes/), marraige in a dream does not signify marraige in real life instead:

 

Marriage To see a marriage in your dream, signifies commitment, harmony or transitional period. You are undergoing an important developmental phase in your life. The dream may also represent the unification of formerly separate or opposite aspects of yourself. In particular, it is the union of masculine or feminine aspects of yourself.�Consider the qualities and characteristics of the person that you are marrying. These are the qualities that you need to look at incorporating within yourself.

To dream of a proposal of marriage, suggests that some situation will take a turn for the worse.

To dream that you are getting married to your ex, suggests that you have accepted aspects of that relationship and learned from those past mistakes. Alternatively, it means that a current relationship shares some commonality with your previous relationship with your ex. However, you will not make those same mistakes.�

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Dreams during the rare hours of sleep the past weekend

The past weekend was really hectic. My groupmates spent two nights are our place to do our project, and we actually did the project instead of say… bumming. And after two nights of virtually no sleep, I wasn’t really able to catch up on my sleep during the day because I had school till about 5. And then I had to cram for a paper, so that’s another night without sleep. But anyway, I think I have recovered now. Sort of. I was able to sleep for a couple of hours last night and the night before that. 

And whenever I sleep, however short it is, I still dream.

One of my dreams, I was in this old house, and Bea was there and there was also a little ghost girl. The mood of the dream is grainy and it was a little sepia tone. We were sitting a school desk talking to each other and then there was this girl who sat next to us, and when we looked to her direction, she was gone and she appeared again on the other side. She seems to be there but not really. And I think someone was telling us about a ghost. And then the girl disappeared again. She went up a stairs, and we followed her. She became translucent as she descended the stairs until she finally disappeared. Next to the stairs is a window that opened to the view outside.

Another of my dream is I was wandering around in a parking lot and I bumped into one of the cars, before I got in the driver’s side of my car. There was a guy sitting on the passenger seat, I handed him a book (the book that I am currently reading, “Chasing Harry Winston” by Lauren Weisberger) that I was holding along with my cellphoen later on, because I was supposed to drive, but I have to text my friend Paul. In my dream, turns out the guy is my fiance. As I was driving out of the parking lot, he kept on asking if I know how to drive, if I stepped on the gas, if I know how to break, etc. And I was telling him that I know, I know. I drove down the parking lot. The next scene is my wedding. I came out of a salon, all dressed up and I had to line outside this church with my fiance. The line was quite long, with other brides and grooms. Finally it was our turn. They let about 2 pairs of brides and grooms in, and they didn’t let 2 pairs of brides and grooms out (they were changed to casual wear, already) to serve as the witnesses. There were little chairs set up on a stage. The bride that was with us sat in one of the chairs, while her groom sat on the stage, since the chairs were really small and dikit dikit. My fiance sat on the chair too, while I sat on the floor in front of him, since my dress is so puffy, it can’t be accomodated. The other 2 pairs sat on the edge of the stage. When the priest asked who the couples are, we raised our hands, and my fiance hugged me from behind and I leaned on him. The priest commented that we look/ act like brothers and sisters more. I was feeling really childish with my fiance, so I sort of got what he meant. But we were smiling so big that we didn’t really care what he said. The next scene is in a hotel room where I was with a bunch of my friends preparing. He was there and when I saw him I reminisced. And I sort of realized that if he were there, it means that we have gotten over our misunderstandings in the past and he was there as my friend. And then my mom came in and I hugged her.

The next scene is I was in my elementary school’s quadrangle and there were cosplayers sword fighting and I was afraid to pass because I was afraid of swords, even though their sword is more like daggers. I backed away until I was at the steps of the chapel. Jacob was there, and he was thinking of courting Marika, and Marika’s little sister was bugging him, wanting to know what he have decided. But since I was there, he wasn’t able to answer. I remembered a gift that Mary gave him, it is composed of two boxes of the things he like. And I reminded him of it. He asked me why I was afraid of the daggers. I didn’t answer.

   

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Bangon

June 13, 2008

I noticed last week that I still have a body clock, rather, my body clock is not all fucked up. I woke up at 6 every single day that week (but of course, I’d go back to sleep after I used the bathroom), and I go all sleepy-eyed at 2 (in the AM that is).

I still get dreams almost every night. But maybe it’s because I can’t blog immediately after I wake up that I tend to not blog them anymore, or sometimes I tend to forget them (you know how dreams are, like sand that slips through my fingers). I had pretty interesting dreams still, one had mermaids, and cosplayers.

I stopped dreaming about the italized him though, or about females that had been linked to him, such as his ex and his close girl friend (who is actually sort of my kabarkada, which is why I should be ashamed of myself for dreaming “not so nice” things about her).

Instead I have been dreaming about this other guy, my sort of close guy friend (who supposedly likes me? or something, lol), who I think I don’t have feelings for…? Yeah yeah, with the trailing question mark. I dreamt that we were being teased as a couple. Or maybe in reality we do get teased as a couple (but we’re not). And I was blushing like hell. Or maybe that happens in reality too. But then in my dream, and not reality, definitely not reality, we were like a couple. Heck. Anyway. Then I had this  dream about this guy friend again, and there were the words substitute floating in the air (not literally, of course). So…

I still hate words left unspoken. But I think I’ll just let it be. If they want to be left unspoken, then so be it.  I will NOT waste my time anymore day dreaming about it.

Quote from Cecilia Ahern’s “P.S. I love You”: “Holly needed to stop living her life in her head, remembering old memories and dreaming impossible dreams. It would never get her anywhere.”

I will wake up and live my life.

I have said this many many times. But maybe this time I’d really get around to doing it.

WAKE UP and LIVE MY LIFE, that is.

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Dreams on May 27 and 28

May 28, 2008

May 27 was my last first day of classes, but that didn’t stop me from having interesting dreams. Well, at first I thought I forgot my dream, since I wasn’t able to type it out immediately nor think about it. I tend to think about my dreams after I wake up, because it will help me remember them easily.

So anyway, my dream on May 27 involved 2 Cams, and a genie. Cam is a police officer and she had this genie which help her solve crimes, but for some reason the genie returned to his bottle. And both Cams are eager to bring it back, but the other Cam was dragged away by this blonde secretary who was convincing her not to use the genie.

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Continuation of Dream on May 25 and Dream on May 26

May 26, 2008

May 25

There was a segment where I was looking through the works of a fashion design contest. The works were bags, and one of the works is Phane’s and it has her initials on it, but I thought her work looked familiar, and just then Kathleen passed by and she had a bag that looked exactly like Phane’s work. I think I might have told the judges about it, because after a while Shar and KC came over to me and said that I shouldn’t have ratted, and Phane could’ve been disqualified. But then, later, there was a performance, and Shar and KC texted our high school classmates to go and support Phane, but only very few people showed up, so I ended up helping them too. There was Aye and me, and Shar  too and we went on stage first to introduce Phane. I went in last, and I tripped on the stage, because I was wearing heels and a dress and the stage is covered with cloth, there was a part where I felt really embarassed that I can’t get up, I did get up eventually when Shar started introducing Phane. I finished off the introduction and then Phane got on stage.

Another segment is set in Promenade and I was telling someone about Phane’s event, how even though they texted a lot of people, few showed up, and I was one of them.

There was also a segment that involved a dragon, a pet dragon, which loves being hugged, unfortunately it has spikes, so whenever I hug it I’d get pricked. But the dragon is so cute, it was quite small. In the end, I patted its head, which didn’t have spikes and he was happy enough.

Another segment is there is a masque, and the king, who was imprisoned for treason sneaked into the masque. He looks like Brennan’s dad and is as sneaky too, he managed to get his mask listed in the guest list (because instead of a guest list, they have pictures of the guests’ masks). And he went to talk to his daughter-in-law who was about to marry his son, the reigning king, who happen to be Aaron. And he was telling the girl that she should’ve married his son sooner, and then that he isn’t very patient, being a king who was imprisoned for treason and all. And Jewel and Lesley were there too and they were the Prince’s sisters, and they have another sister who is having an affair with Jewel’s husband, while Lesley’s husband in the story is stoic.

May 26

Again losts of segments, but I’m not sure of the order. 

There was a scene that involves avoiding an evil robot. We were in a robot car and we were making a robotic arm that can get stuff. We made two pairs of robotic arms, one for our car and another for a remote control car that is supposed to distract the evil robot. Unfortunately, the evil robot was not distracted by our RC, which spread sweets in a crevice, instead it followed us to a television, which we were programming. A bit of a chase scene in a living room.

Another scene was I was looking for my classroom, I was in the old Jubilee campus. My classroom number is 202, and there were other classrooms that start with 20- but not 202. I was really frustrated and annoyed and scared too, I felt like crying because I was going to miss my class and I still can’t find my classroom. And there was a 201 and a 203 but no 202. I was with Tope, he was just there, we didn’t really talk, he was just leaning on the wall. And then we saw Joma, who is a hall monitor in my dream, I asked her if she knew where my room was and she said she didn’t. There was a part where I was saying her name backwards for no reason.

Another scene involved me walking a very long walk to this cruise ship. The street was quite a mess, it wasn’t smooth and it had water pipes sticking out of it and construction that’s going on, it was quite hard to walk on. It was night time, and there were other people walking with me. When I got to the cruise ship, there was a bit that was rather vague, it involved Blair and some other girl and one was in the water, and there was this guy who had to choose who he can save Blair, who was stuck on the dock, or the one in the water. And when I finally got on the cruise, my sisters were there and we were looking at the chef on the other side of the glass, he was making cake. And the Jonas Brothers were there too, they ordered cake and when they got their cake, they left. And then my sisters and I ordered cake too, we had a hard time deciding which cake to buy though.

There was also a scene that involves this guys who were in a painting factory or something because there were vats and vats of paint and one of the guys threw another on in a vat and after that they struggled to find the guy. They had to open all the vats of paint to find the guy. Eventually they did. Oh there was also snow in this scene. 

There was another scene where I was in a theater, but that  is all I remember of it.

I think that’s about it. 

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Dreams on May 24 and 25

May 25, 2008

On May 24, my dream started with me looking for my thesis mates in our lanai area, and Liyan was there, along with Malate Lit Folio people, namely Christa and some others whose names I don’t know. Anyway, I remember feeding Liyan something, and I chatted a bit with the Malate people. I asked them where my thesis mates were and they said they didn’t know. Just then, MG and Bea showed up, and I asked them where Gina was and they said Gina couldn’t make it. And then MG went to her supposed house which is the unit next to the stairs that lead to the pool, and she was telling us that she was supposed to stay in her other house, the one in Cavite. Her sister and Kenneth were both there in her house. I was exasperated, I said great, so half of our thesis group would be in Cavite and half would be here. And then we asked Kenneth to convince MG to stay, because Kenneth was sort of staying in MG’S house. 

After that scene, I was with Charlie and Kevin, and I remember telling someone that Kevin is a loser, and the somebody made a comment like Kevin is just there, he could’ve heard me, and then I told Kevin that he was a loser in his face. And then, I remember that we are on this bridgeway and looking down. And that’s about it.

My dream on May 25 is very very long, it has many segments. I’ll just write them, not in order though, ‘coz I’m not really sure of the order.

There was a segment where I was in a cruise, and there was a pool. First I was looking at an advertisement of a hotel and it only showed one of its pools and buildings, when I actually got there, it was prettier, and I was sort of complaining, why when they were advertising, they didn’t show the whole place. I was in this bar drinking ice tea, with my sister, while my mom had some blackcurrant juice, and we were watching the people who are swimming.

There was also a segment where we were checking out the constellations. And seeing how big the constellations actually are, that they can cover countries that are really far from each other. There was this constellation that looks like a fish.

There was also a segment where …

Will be continued some other time. Am too busy with Chuzzle ahaha. 

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Dream on May 22

May 22, 2008

There was something that involves a ferry ride and David Archuleta, and the rest is a blur.

Can’t believe I forgot my dream. :(  

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