weird dream central

2003-08-14T12:52:00.000+08:00

Hay it's been so long na naman since I've updated although I keep having weird dreams. This one is just too weird not to be posted here.

First of all, I dreamt that I was at work, then somehow, I got involved in some kind of strike. Later, we were in some kind of bargaining thing where we were being sued or something, so I ended up having to defend ourselves. For some reason, Andrea Domingo, BID commisioner, was there too, and she looked impressed.

Later, I went to a basketball court, where my boyfriend, who was apparently this black guy who used to coach a local beer's basketball team, and we were so relieved that I was ok that we ended up kissing. Ok, first of all, eww? And second of all, eww. Only one boy can touch my lips. ;) Then he gave me a thousand five hundred bucks to go to three places.

Then for some reason, I was in this movie set, but the movie has been finished already, and I was in some sort of a tram, and while going past some trees, I realized that it was a location for one of The Amazing Race's detours, because clues were hanging from the tree! So I was all excited, and I was looking behind, presumably at the camera, so that I could shout excitedly at my sister that this was a TAR location!

As we went on, we were apparently in Brazil, and there was this body of water that had these humongous piranhas there. And yes, I know those are tiny, but they were large here! And since the water was so clear, I could really see them in the water. To avoid them, I went inside this building. But the thing was, the piranhas would go out of the water and walk into the building. You know why? So they could drink water from the fountain there!

So odd.

2003-01-11T22:10:00.000+08:00

Some of the weirder dreams in recent days:

ONE:
I was on some kind of tour with my mom, but we were staying only in BF Paranaque (that's like 5 kms away from our place). We were at this clubhouse. My mom wanted to join a shopping tour (with my mom, but naturally! heh). Thing is, when you turn right, it goes to Malaysia. On the left, it goes to Singapore.

And that's not all. While waiting in the clubhouse, EVERYONE from Formula One went there, in full uniform. No cars, though, I think. I don't know what they were doing there, but everyone from the drivers, to the mechanics, pit crew, and team principals were there.

This Ferrari mechanic started flirting and hitting on me. Strangely enough, we were lying down together on a mattress in the middle of the clubhouse while the rest of the team was around us. After a while, he stood up to get a team jacket which he later presented to me. I didn't want to accept it; I'm not a Ferrari fan after all, so what will I do with it?

I left the clubhouse and it was then that The Boy arrived, with Pipay. I stayed with him, and he hugged me, while we watched all the teams file out. I think I even saw Schumi and Villeneuve!

TWO:
My mom and I (hmm it's always my mom and me!) were staying at this house somewhere in Quezon City, owned by this fat, powerful man. For some strange reason, I wanted to sleep in the man's bath tub. Yup, that's right...the one in his bathroom. I was actually lying down there, hoping that no one would find me and make me go away.

But alas, it was not to be. When my mom found me, she ordered me to get out of the bathtub to sleep in our room. So I did. But sometime in the middle of the night, I felt like going to the bathroom. I did NOT go back to the host's bathroom. In my wisdom, I remembered that I had a college classmate who lived nearby who told me that I could drop by anytime. So I did.

I remember hoping that since it was midnight, no one would be awake and I could pee in peace. But the maid saw me, so she called my classmate, who was awake with her brothers. We chatted pretty much the whole night; I even told her that I was working at so and so and everything. Then at around 4 am, her parents arrived. Apparently, they were again on their way out. They asked me if I wanted to hitch a ride with them, since they were going to alabang. But since I was supposedly staying in QC at the time, I declined their offer.

On the way out, I couldn't remember the way back to the house. It was only two turns, but for the life of me, I couldn't remember how to get there. So after making a wrong turn, I ended up, somehow, in Mexico! So I turned back, and found myself at some sort of amusement park, at a path with a payphone, which only looked like a payphone actually, since you could call for free.

So I tried calling my mom, who didn't want to pick me up because I had left in the middle of the night to go to the freakin bathroom.

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I've had tons more but I've been too lazy to write them all here! I should definitely try to keep this up though.

2002-05-15T09:24:00.000+08:00

So I've been a bit remiss in logging all my weird dreams, and now I'm paying for it because I can't seem to remember the details anymore, except for the fact that it had something to do with aliens.

Anyhoo, last night's dream was really nice...I dreamt that The Boy and I got married. The only weird thing about it is that there were only three people there, aside from me, him, and the priest.

2002-04-30T12:19:00.000+08:00

Last night's dream was so vivid, and yet for the better part of this morning, I couldn't remember what it was about. Thanks to a phrase that I read in someone's blog, the memories started flooding back to me, thankfully.

Apparently, I was attending a conference in California with my Diliman classmates. I distinctly remember being in an auditorium of sorts, and being in a circle for a session. After the conference, I called my mom, who, in this dream, was with my aunt in California. I wanted them to pick me up so that we could go out for lunch or dinner or something. For some reason, they couldn't pick us up, so Pipay, TJ, and me, took a cab and went to the mall to wait for them.

While we were at the mall, we saw tons of Filipinos, and the theater was showing movies from The Filipino Channel. I met a guy who wanted to show me around, but just when he was about to do that, my mom arrived. I had been calling her and my aunt, and I remember worrying about how much it would be costing me, since I was using Global Roaming. That's me, the eternal money worrywart.

Anyway, when they got there, the next question was about where we were going to eat. I wanted to eat at Thai BBQ, because I wanted to have my Thai Iced Tea, and have TJ and Pipay taste it. But my aunt wanted to eat at Border Grill, which I didn't have any objections over either. In fact, I was excited because of the fact that Border Grill is owned by Mary Sue Milliken and Susan Feniger, whose show, Too Hot Tamales, I really enjoy.

When we got to Border Grill, we had to climb up these flights of fire exit type stairs only to find that Border Grill was closed. While we were waiting for it to open, I woke up.

2002-04-28T22:12:00.000+08:00

I think I've been watching too much of The Amazing Race. The dream starts with me being in high school, and my friends and I were about to sit down to have lunch at the cafeteria.

Next scene: I'm at National Bookstore, looking at books and stuff which are piled on top of each other, seemingly on sale. I see an old classmate of mine (high school nickname: Derma), who tells me that these books are selling for two pesos each. Because I'm on a tight budget, I confirm and reconfirm that price with him. When he does, I get a bunch of books and head over to the cashier to pay for my purchases. When I get there, I find out that they actually cost twenty five pesos each. I'm not sure if I did indeed buy them or not.

Cut to: Myself, driving a car through BF Almanza aggresively. I head over to Alabang Town Center, apparently as part of The Amazing Race. I get out of my car hurriedly, and through a couple of shortcuts, find myself on the escalator faster than my opponent. I go to the third floor, to look for the clue, only to find it at a computer store, with my friend Wil-an, and my freshman classmate, Bea.

When I ask them for the clue, they tell me that I can't get it till 2:30 am. As my opponent shows up at the computer shop, I worry about how I will go to the computer shop, alone, at 2:30 am.

End.

2002-04-18T09:46:00.000+08:00

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!

2002-04-17T10:09:00.000+08:00

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.

2002-04-15T11:53:00.000+08:00

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.

2002-04-05T09:35:00.000+08:00

There were two parts to last night's dream.

In the first part, it was like I could see into both Rico Yan (r.i.p.)and Claudine's Barretto's brains. They were at this party, and they were so happy together. Rico was holding Claudine tight, and they were walking giddily together. Claudine was asking Rico to hold her even tighter. They were at a party, both wearing big red shirts. When the host left them, Rico mischievously asked Claudine if they could switch shirts right in the middle of the party, which they both did. After that, when the host came back and asked them what they were giggling about, they just kept giggling happily. They went back to Claudine's house, where it seemed like people didn't approve of their relationship.

In the second part, I was racing with the Ferrari F1 team. Only thing is, we weren't riding F1 cars, we were on foot. It was the whole F1 pit crew, together with their team principal, and they were carrying their flag. They were competing with my team, which consisted of myself, my sister, and Pipay. We started out somewhere in Libis, all the way through South Super Highway, and all the way to Alabang. When we reached Alabang, there was a series of tunnels underneath a mall, and that's where the race really started. We were making our way through the tunnels; and I even got annoyed because my sister wanted to stop and buy something, which is just stupid considering we were in a race. We were almost there, until I got confused about where we should go. So we were going around frantically, trying to find the right way, and I was muttering that I'll be damned if I lost to Ferrari. Finally, we took the right steps to reach the first floor, to see the flag of the Amazing Race, which I snatched with relief.

As it turned out, the Ferrari team was delayed because they had to stop by their home base or their sponsor's base or something, to participate in a verrrrry long rendition of the "Our Father." During the race. Which they lost. Hahaha.

2002-04-04T09:30:00.000+08:00

Worst dream ever: I dreamt that The Boy told me that he had not just one, but TWO other girlfriends. One of them was someone he was dating on the side. The other one, meanwhile, was his girlfriend even BEFORE I became his girlfriend. Their anniversary is April 10 (1998), while ours is April 27 (of the same year). And when I asked him to choose...he chose HER! I was so heartbroken, and I felt horrible while I was dreaming. In fact, it didn't seem like a dream; it felt too real and just too terrible. So terrible, in fact, that the moment I woke up, I called him long distance just to hear him tell me that there is no other girl for him.

The other part of my dream that is totally unrelated sounds like a weird movie. So there's this group of friends who apparently, go to Bacolod, every year. One minute, they were all standing (or sitting) around in the living room of the house they were staying in, and the next minute, this guy gets stuck inside the wall, and the only way that they can see him is because he is sealed in by a round glass window, somewhat like the dryers in laundromats. But since he was sealed, there was no way that they could get him. When this happened, the group analyzed that every year, every time they go on vacation in Bacolod, something horrible happens to one of them. The next scene showed two of the girls spraying some red stuff inside one of the bedrooms, and then waving a sword, or a saber or something, to try to get out evil spirits. Total weirdness.

2002-03-30T23:00:00.000+08:00

So last night, I dreamt that I had started working at one of the TV networks here in the country. It could have been ABS-CBN or GMA, for all I know. But anyway, I was there, and one my college friends was there, helping me out on my first day. And all I remember is this feeling of inadequacy, of not knowing what I was doing there, and being totally confused.

The next scene had something to do with a morning show, but the details are fuzzy. Sheesh.

2002-03-27T12:46:00.000+08:00

Last night's dream involved me packing for Survivor (and overpacking too, I might add!). I brought several books, which I'm not even sure if they were my luxury items. And aghh, to drive me crazy, the parts that seemed very vivid while I was asleep, I can't even remember now.

Meanwhile, the other night, I was a hooker in my dream. Yes, a hooker, sitting somewhere waiting to be picked up. Hot damn!

2002-03-24T12:03:00.000+08:00

Last night's sleep was so deep that I don't even remember having a dream. I woke up at 5:30 am (definitely a feat for me), but went back to sleep at 7 (which totally negated my early morning wake-up). From 7 to 11, I had one of the most vivid (weird) dreams ever, therefore qualifying it for bloggage.

It starts out with Ralph's (a high school batchmate) phone call. Ralph and I haven't talked for like 2 years now, and this is because we're not really `friends ' friends. We're more of acquaintances. So anyway, he called me up and we started talking and catching up and whatnot. All of a sudden, the line just suddenly gets cut, and so does our conversation.

For some reason, it appears like I'm somewhere in the US, on vacation with the rest of my relatives. However, the relatives who are in my dream are not the relatives I know. Meaning, I have no idea who they are and don't resemble any of my relatives at all. I just know that in my dream, they're my relatives. We're all staying in this house that resembles my grandparent's house in Malabon. Old, wooden floors, etc.

So anyway, while at the dinner table, I hear the doorbell. I go out the door, and who do I see but Uncle Bob! Apparently, he had moved into the neighborhood where I was visiting, so he decided to drop by. We walked over to his house so he could show it to me, but before we did that, we went to another block, where our cars were parked.

He hops over to his car so he can move it to the front of his house. But I had left my keys at home, so what did I do with the car? Take a wild guess. Did I leave it there? Noooo. I went to the side of the car and started pushing it! It was an intersection, too, so there were a lot of cars trying to go to wherever they needed to go. So anyway, I eventually reached his house, and after I parked my car, I didn't even go inside his house! I went back to my house where I found this stepper-exercise machine-thingy. It's kinda like a stepper, but the place where you step isn't long and wide; you only get to step on these two ball-shaped round spots.

Since it's around afternoon, I was supposed to be getting ready for Church (I think this idea came because my sister interrupted my dream when she called me up in real life via intercom to say that we'll be going to church in the afternoon instead). So anyhoo, we did go to Church, and when I got back, I got tons of cd's via my mailbox. Apparently, they were from Uncle Bob's readers, because he had written an entry about me in his diary (uh, fairly quick response time, wouldn't you say?). Also, he had a famous band living beside him (Well and Teller. This is a purely fictitious band, existing only in my dreamworld) who sent me their CD as well.

I think that's pretty much when I woke up. Whew.

2002-03-23T11:21:00.000+08:00

I can only remember flashes of my dream last night: My second cousin and I meeting in an elevator, him saying something to me (might be related to the text message that I got from him today on my cell phone), plus being in Starbucks. Weird.

2002-03-21T22:59:00.000+08:00

I was all set to recount last night's dream here, but my dad was online for the better part of the day. You know how fresh dream details can be when you wake up but it just becomes fuzzy as the day gets later? That's kind of how it is with me today.

But anyway, I'll write the bits I can remember just the same. So for some reason, I was alone at home. The tiles look different; it's like a mixture of stone and marble. Then, this salesman comes over, apparently to sell more tiles. I try politely to tell him that I'm not interested in buying any, but he insists. When he becomes too persistent, I kneed him in the nuts, but I wasn't strong enough or my aim wasn't good or something, so that didn't have too much of an effect on him. Since that didn't work, I started screaming and shrieking and moving all around him, just really freaking out and going crazy. That worked.

There's some other part involving me, and a suitcase, and my parents, and a couple of friends, but that's the part I can't remember. Pfft.

2002-03-19T12:12:00.000+08:00

So last night, I dreamt of Tita Linda and her family. Tita Linda is my mom's friend, who has three sons, Keith, Kerwin, and Kirby. Back when they were still here in Manila, Keith, Kerwin, and I used to be schoolmates. Keith was a year older while Kerwin and I are batchmates. Sometime around high school, Tita Linda and her family moved to the US, and I haven't seen them since. I would guess that by now, Kirby would be around high school age (this is relevant in the dream).

Anyway, I dreamt that Tita Linda's family visited us here at home. Outside my bedroom door was a toddler Kirby (see, I told you it would be relevant!). I picked him up, and I noticed that he was quite heavy for a toddler. After playing with the baby for a bit, we all went downstairs (Tita Linda, Kirby, and myself), where the rest of the visitors were waiting. We piled onto a public bus, destination unknown. Kerwin and Keith were there with their girlfriends, I was there with my sisters, as well as Tita Linda, Kirby, and several other people.

Halfway through the trip, for some reason, Keith stood up, along with Kerwin, and called the girls to take off their shirts. For some reason, I went to Keith, and unabashedly took off his shirt. After I did that, I went back to my seat, where I caught his girlfriend glaring at me. After a while, there was this lady who sat next to me and told me that if I go down the bus with her, I would get an opportunity to break into the entertainment industry (uh, I can neither sing nor dance. Go figure). After a few steps with her down the street, I realized that I was making a mistake, and went back in the bus.

The moment I got back to my seat, Keith's girlfriend started making snide remarks about me, being very snippy, and looking at me coldly. With that, he started ragging on her, defending me quite loudly, and getting angry at her for even daring to say those things. She looked very frightened, and very surprised that he would defend me like that, which probably fueled her jealousy even more. Apparently, Keith liked me, and he didn't care whether his girlfriend knew or not.

Then, I woke up.

2002-03-19T10:43:00.000+08:00

I've always had weird dreams. And the weirdest thing about it is that I seem to remember most of the weirdness, in full details. I'd love to just get it out of my system by telling someone about it, but since my sister's too impatient to listen to me, I decided to blog it instead. So I guess this will be updated everytime I have a weird dream, obviously!