Thursday, April 18, 2002
In this dream, my sister was getting married. She was panicking and fitting her clothes. There were people swimming in our pool. My older sister and i decided to go and get food. We went to Jollibee to buy pizza, and wanted to go to Pizza Hut to buy a burger. When we sat down at a table, we saw one of my classmates in elementary. There's so much more that I can't remember. Arghh!
Wednesday, April 17, 2002
So in last night's dream, we were still living in Pilar. The maid of our neighbor suddenly came up to me and came up with this crazy story that the owners of the house she was working for were being watched under surveillance, and were set to be killed. So she went over to me, to warn us. As it turned out, she was some sort of novice secret agent who was sent to protect the neighborhood. When I heard this, I immediately told her that we should go outside, and make it appear that I was ordering her to do something, so that whoever was watching her amo wouldn't be able to know that she warned us; that she only came over to work for us. So immediately, she started hosing our garage. I don't remember if the owners of her house did get killed or something, but the next thing I remember was that after this, we sort of adopted this girl, dressed her up, and let her study in La Salle.
My second dream last night had me and my family in Singapore. We went to the Indonesian restaurant where I last ate last September, only to find out that it had closed down. Since we were there, I desperately wanted to find a menu to find out what the name of this dish that I want to have again is. We went to the kitchen, opened closets, etc. Meanwhile, my dad had gone out to the balcony, only to have some crazy guy suddenly hold on to his arms from outside, so as not to fall. Apparently, outside the restaurant, it was already the ocean, so if the guy falls, he'll hit the water and drown. So my dad worked desperately to not drop the guy, who eventually did fall. He didn't drown, though, and was able to swim to the other side of the island. After that excitement, I found a whole set of drawers that we didn't see before, and managed to find the menus. There were all sorts of weird stuff there, like eating the right hand of a camel (but camels don't have hands, I know!), until eventually, I did find the dish that I was looking for. Only, I also realized that I could have had this a long time ago, because the restaurant was a branch of a Filipino restaurant near Megamall.
My second dream last night had me and my family in Singapore. We went to the Indonesian restaurant where I last ate last September, only to find out that it had closed down. Since we were there, I desperately wanted to find a menu to find out what the name of this dish that I want to have again is. We went to the kitchen, opened closets, etc. Meanwhile, my dad had gone out to the balcony, only to have some crazy guy suddenly hold on to his arms from outside, so as not to fall. Apparently, outside the restaurant, it was already the ocean, so if the guy falls, he'll hit the water and drown. So my dad worked desperately to not drop the guy, who eventually did fall. He didn't drown, though, and was able to swim to the other side of the island. After that excitement, I found a whole set of drawers that we didn't see before, and managed to find the menus. There were all sorts of weird stuff there, like eating the right hand of a camel (but camels don't have hands, I know!), until eventually, I did find the dish that I was looking for. Only, I also realized that I could have had this a long time ago, because the restaurant was a branch of a Filipino restaurant near Megamall.
Monday, April 15, 2002
Snippets of my dream last night:
One: We were on my way to my grandfather's funeral (the one who died fourteen years ago). I was with my mom, my aunt, and a few cousins here in my room. One of my guy cousins had my grandfather's body, wrapped up in a garbage bag (nope, no coffin here), laid out on top of him, and he was lying down on my bed. Two of my younger cousins were crawling on top of him. My aunt, who is somewhat oldish, was lying down beside him as well. All of a sudden, my aunt stops breathing, making my mom panic. My mom tries desperately to give my aunt some CPR, which manages to revive her. Next thing we know, my grandfather's garbage bagged-body is on the floor, and we see it take shape as though my grandpa was lying on his side, puffing a cigarette. I talked to my lolo, and begged him not to haunt me after he gets buried. (Yeah, talking to him while he's freaking dead already doesn't count as haunting, right?)
Two: A car that has incredibly low suspension drops a girl off at a house, managing to go underneath her gate, to be able to deposit her inside her house already, without actually going inside. The girl happens to be my friend, and for some reason, I am also at her house, after my own date, and we start talking.
Three: Something about pictures of a dead baby. Or something. I don't really remember this part anymore.
One: We were on my way to my grandfather's funeral (the one who died fourteen years ago). I was with my mom, my aunt, and a few cousins here in my room. One of my guy cousins had my grandfather's body, wrapped up in a garbage bag (nope, no coffin here), laid out on top of him, and he was lying down on my bed. Two of my younger cousins were crawling on top of him. My aunt, who is somewhat oldish, was lying down beside him as well. All of a sudden, my aunt stops breathing, making my mom panic. My mom tries desperately to give my aunt some CPR, which manages to revive her. Next thing we know, my grandfather's garbage bagged-body is on the floor, and we see it take shape as though my grandpa was lying on his side, puffing a cigarette. I talked to my lolo, and begged him not to haunt me after he gets buried. (Yeah, talking to him while he's freaking dead already doesn't count as haunting, right?)
Two: A car that has incredibly low suspension drops a girl off at a house, managing to go underneath her gate, to be able to deposit her inside her house already, without actually going inside. The girl happens to be my friend, and for some reason, I am also at her house, after my own date, and we start talking.
Three: Something about pictures of a dead baby. Or something. I don't really remember this part anymore.
