new peeps
went to pasay with jane last night. she borrowed some cd's from her friend. got to meet Ketch and Ariel. they're a couple. a good one, too. ketch is this pretty morena chinita and ariel's in a band. lolz. Alvin was with us. he is the one with Mortal Fear. hanged out a little then went home.
because i got high
caught some zzz's before midnight and slipped into heavy sleep with this too realistic
subconscious tales
the too realistic dream i had? it was about kuya dying. but, i'm not too afraid of it becoming real coz they say that someone WILL die when you dream of your tooth falling off.
anyway, it started [or at least that is as far as i can remember] with jane and i on our way home from pasay. weird thing is, we went home to our former house in manuela, the house i grew up in. THE big house.
mum and pop welcomed us when we got home. they weren't crying, though. but a whole lot of people were. the house, frontyard and garage were full of weeping people. mourning people. we didn't know for whom yet until mum told us.
that's when we ourselves started crying. then, i woke up.
i dunno why but everytime i have a dream about a house, it's always that same one. the Manuela house. never did the Times house nor the Manuyo house appear in my dreams. i guess it really was the one and only house we lived in which i considers home. after all, i spent 10 years of my life in it. practically half of my life. it is where i got to realize the world around me. it is where i got to enhance my social, spiritual, emotional, even political skills. hmmmm... tear :'(
inspirational ek-ek
i almost forgot this but the last time i went to LB, i saw this written on the back of some guy's shirt. cliche as it may sounds, this really does make a lot of sense.
Work for the present
Look forward to the future
but i think on some versions of this, present actually sounds better [and more sensibly] with live.
*.* as if! @ 11:38:00 PM • • RBJ