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Dreamers
Sunday, April 15, 2007




I was reading this book, Prophecy of the Stones by Flavia Bujor, last March 30 or such. I came across this exerpt about dreams that I planned to post, but I never did get to post it. So anyway, here it goes.




I can't seem to find the book where I would be taking an exerpt from. Why is it that the gods jest me so? When I didn't want the book, it was the only book stubborn smart enough to show it's orange face. When I did adore it and decided it was about time to share its contents with others, it hid in the jungle that is my room. It's terrible. I was going to share it with you because I wanted to tell you of my dreamSSS.


Dream 1) I was out with some friends (I forgot who) and we met this sly kid (Dancon from the Medical Dental Mission like) and we were stalking the kid. We then found him in this badminton court that looked like the basketball machines from Power Station. The nanny or instructor told us that if we were after his brother, we must go to the real court. It can be overlooked from that place we were standing on. The kid's place was some sort of a second-floor surrounded by glass and cobby holes (spelling? The ones grade schoolers have. That.) We went towards the bridge that looked like the bridge to Araneta from Gateway, we then saw this banner that says "San Beda Lions..." One of the friends who were with me was Go (Takahashi) and he cringed at the sight of San Beda. He and his girl (*ea) broke up because of some Bedan. Then we went to view the badminton court where some Bedans and Xavier people were playing basketball against each other. Ha, talk about weird.


Dream 2) Nela, Regine, Meryl and I went to Megamall. We passed by the entrance where Kenny Rogers and Sbarro were located. Escalators were right in front of the doors, and between them was Designer Blooms. We saw Alyssa, Tep, and some other friends (Chesca and Pat Vargas) going up the escalator. Regine went on going up the other escalator (2 escalators were going up?) while Nela caught up with Alyssa. The previous night, we had our prom, and Nela left her orange and pink dress at the classroom. By the way, our school was the mall and the classroom was one of the shops. By this time, Megamall magically transformed into Galleria. We got her gown from the place where Aji Ichiban was. Next we went up to the nth floor and we saw new Havaianas. Nela bought one that's white with hot pink prints. It's a pair of trekking sandals. Then we went to a furniture shop that looked like Forty Winks, and I met up with a so-called fiancee. Haha, do you know that if it's a guy, it's called fiance, and if it's a girl, it's fiancee. WAIT, hold on. I am not sure, is that the difference? Or is it that one has that little stress mark above the e? I can't remember! Ms. Cartagena said that sometime ago, anyway. The girl and the boy's, err, title, are different.


Dream 3) I was at the bleachers of a track and field and I was alone there. Suddenly two of my friends came and stayed with me. Friend 1 had his iPod out and was sitting at the bleacher behind the one I was in. And Friend 2 sat beside his friend and watched the sky. Friend 2 was wearing white and green with a cap on. Friend 1 who came first was wearing dark blue. I can't remember what else happened. Hahaha! I just remember the red track and the green grass.


Drema 4) Trish cut her knees because of the CCA thing. The next thing I knew, they amputated her legs. Both legs. And one was cut above the knee (left) and the other was cut under the knee (right). And there was this board that's floating at the area where her feet should be and it was a new technology devised to be her foot. She can control it and walk with it. She didn't mind she didn't have legs anymore, she just wanted to cook our dinner already. We were talking at Mom's bed where I just woke up.


Dream 5) Tita Susan just came from some place abroad and has 32984729834 sandals and stilettos with her. She wanted our help in choosing what to wear. We were at the AA penthouse. I couldn't borrow her shoes, but Trish could. Mom can't, but Migo could. We lived in a castle and we hid at the barn. :-/


Enough about my dreams and let's get on with reality. I found my report card and I'll show you my not-so-Khisby grades. That's another dream, Khisby's card. =)) Here's to my reality. :((


Values Education : 93, 93, 93, 95 = 93

-Christian Doctrine : 93, 94, 95, 96 = 95 (ang cool nito a. upwards!)

-Alay Kapwa : 92, 93, 95, 94 = 94

-R.H.G.P. : 92, 93, 95, 94 = 94


Filipino : 84, 88, 90, 94 = 89 (shit. special project!)

Araling Panlipunan : 96, 93, 94, 93 = 94

English : 95, 88, 90, 91 = 91

Biology and Env. Educ. : 90, 91, 85, 89 = 89 (boo.)

MATH (Inter.Algebra/Stat.) : 98, 98, 93, 94 = 96 (WTF happened? This is not right. Ass.)

PEHM (PE, Health & Music) : 91, 94, 94, 94 = 93


Technology & Livelihood Educ. : 93, 91, 93, 95 = 93

-Home Economics : 94, 90, 92, 95 = 93

-Computer Education : 91, 91, 93, 95 = 93


Student Activities : -, -, -, HS = HS


Who doesn't want their Grade 7 grades back? Burry you to hell. Except my Mom Khish of course, she doesn't need higher grades! HAHA! All hail Kurishbogs! =))


I want to play with babies! Not have my own, asshole, not now anyway. But I do want to play with babies and children! Sure, they scream at one end and stink at the other end, but I still love them and their faces. Their faces are carved out of pearls for all you care, they're gems. A while ago while I was reading a book while pretending to sleep on Arianne's bed, Migo came inside the room and hugged me. Aww, that was so spontatneous and sweet. :) Hihi, I love my brother. I love my family. I wouldn't trade them for anything, so don't believe me if I say so. That would've been just products of uncontrollable rage caused by teenage hormones. And I am not a beast of a hormone, I am a person. =))


Happy Birthdays this April (from my planner, yes. :p)

April 1=Bianca Velicaria!

April 12=Angelica Dolor and Zabrina Garcia!

April 13=Tintin Mendoza

April 16=Francis Marcilla Prancheese M.

April 22=Pamela Aguinaldo

April 25=Kevin Puzon (in my planner there's a heart with KG inside it for Kim Guerrero. Yihee!) and Bless Sequina

April 29=Bianca Reyes aka Miss Gorgeous (Yan ang nasa planner ko eh. =)) Haha!)


And for those who I didn't have the memory (or load?) to greet before! HAPPY BIRTHDAY! And those whose birthdays are still to come, advanced Happy Birthday!


I spent the day sleeping, reading The Maiden by Jude Deveraux and Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen, and eating chocolates. It seems that chocolates are the only things that goes through my throat these days. I only eat the Dove Chinese chocolates, the Lindt chocolates, and Trish's cooking. That's it. Unless you count the restaurant food, which would be highly unfair because they don't serve chocolates alone and Trish's food, or maybe I just didn't have the guts to ask. Ha. I realized that I am a nut-addict. I really am. The Lindt chocolate that I've been eating are the ones with nougat and nuts, and the Dove chocolate has nuts too. And nougat. You know, when I had PEM every Saturday, I actually am very, ah, fond of Snickers. I eat them as breakfast every Saturday. I get it from that vendo machine. The classroom's at the college area, so there are vendos! Poor HS, vendos have gone buh-bye. *laughs evily*. Oh wait, there are no vendos at AA. I have no right to jest the AHS people. Sorry. *laughs evily still* =))


I love NUTS. Oh I remember Ralph giving me the Hazelnut Cadburry, he thought I hated nuts and was afraid he made the wrong choice. No can do, I'll take the nuts and I'll devour it. =)) I love nuts! Great choice. ;) Ohlala. NUTS, NUTS, NUTS. I also eat peanut butter, not with bread, just peanut butter. Yeah, yeah, I'm an addict. =))


I shall post that exerpt about dreams as soon as I find the book. I REALLY WANT IT HERE. =))


I'm painting again tomorrow. Then on Tuesday, I might start on the Western Cuisines. If I do, I won't get to go to Mega on Wednesday to go skating with my friends. LVG, Children's Playground (Potris ka, Alec, ang haba haba nyang naisip mong pangalan ang hirap itype.) and their prom dates. Hmm. But then, If I do start on Tuesday, I'll have more chances of going to the meeting with Idonna and Rica at Pizza Hut Katipunan on Tuesday. Hoboy. I guess I must draw lots. I will go to the meeting no matter what anyway. I want to go to the second session of Western Cooking instead. The, err, April 30 session. Yes, that would be better. :) I hope Mom feels the same way. =)


I gotta go. Mom said I must sleep early, and I'll follow her now. By the way, I was reading Deeds' blog, blast it, the girl is a genius with either a pen or her keyboard. I love you Deeeeeirdreeee. =)) And ah, Cara's blog is full of pictures now. >:) *clap* You can express your stories and thoughts through pictures. You're a god Chongco. And Isaaaaaa's bloooog is beyond words. =)) Same as Deirdre's. Geniuses of the board. I'll kill you one day. You'll live and overthrow Jane Austen Shakespeare. :) Shakespeare is a shallow person, but so are everyone from his time. They only think of love through lustly POVs. It's great that we have evolved, or else I might be hanged for writing this very paragraph. That's how shallow they are. Oops, another sentence that could've led me to my death chamber.


Bye now.


PS. There are ants on this wooden table. They blend with the wood's color. Talk about comouflage. They look like little shadows of some invisible figures moving about the wood. Of course, when it comes to the gray keyboard, it's a different matter, I can see them quite clearly. And I must kill them. They bite me! They even bit my clothes and burned holes on them years ago. God knows how much I hate these creatures he created. :)

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