I haven't updated

I haven't updated this blog because a friend of mine told me to just write down everything on a notebook.

I don't know why.

I'll write something here soon... once it all clears up.

p.s. Everything is going according to the line. It's boring.

18 January 2014

The event was held in a room with white walls.
I lined up for the buffet before the other participants.
Got few food on my plate... sat down and ate a little.
Didn't finish the food I was eating and I lined up again for seconds.
Server got my plate and to my surprise, he mixed the food on my plate with that of the first serving dish.
I was disgusted.
There was few food on the buffet table
End of the buffet table, I have no plate.
I was waiting for too long.
I sat down and waited but my plate never came.
Didn't notice that the servers already went out of the room.

There was a woman lecturer standing in front.
Sat down on a seat near the back row that was previously occupied by a lady.
Heard some commotion behind me.
Windows with venetian blinds.
I can't see what's going on outside

Lecturer sits down and writes.
Man goes inside the room.
Loose clothing, hoodie.
His face was all bloodied up.
Blood was dripping on the floor.
He goes near the lecturer but she doesn't look up to see his face.
Man goes out of the room and I assume that he'll be going to the nurse's office.

Another man and woman comes in.
Their faces familiar.
I've seen them earlier in the room.
Woman is Korean.
Woman puts boxes of digicam on the lecturer's table while man waits by her side.
Another woman comes in, sits in front and taps the lecturer's table.
The digicams on the table seem to move, or as I perceived, malfunction.

I woke up.

[p.s. we probably died]

The End of Me

I never really saw the end to life.
But my body will die. But hear this: I WILL NOT DIE FROM AN ACCIDENT.
The world may see it as an accident, but I assure you, it will not be. I will never die from an accident.
I really hate it when people try to cover up the truth.

Personal belief on Deja Vu

I've always believed that the theoretical mind exists in the present while the physical mind exists in the past...
And that dreams are a connection of one's self to the present.
And that deja vu is just recalling a memory your theoretical mind has experienced and is now being experienced by your physical mind.

So basically, we, as we are, awake and living in the present, is actually living in the past.

I have yet to know how to link the two minds in a way other than dreaming...

I want to experience the PRESENT with my physical mind.

Dreamt about going back to my old college

Everything feels so familiar.

Same old rooms, same old corridors, same old faces.

I went inside an office (probably the dean's) and saw my classmates there chatting around talking about this and that and of jargon common to pack.

They saw me and greeted me and asked if I was to enroll this semester.

"No, probably not." I answered.

And they continued chatting and looking at papers, writing notes.

I felt detached but relieved because I wouldn't be doing the same boring things they are doing now.

I looked at them for one last time in the hopes of memorizing their features.

And I stepped back and walked out the door slowly, leaving them murmuring amongst themselves.

[I like the meaning of this dream... It's so happy.]

Of January 28, A mountain ride.

Was riding a jeep with friends towards a mountain.
The jeep was a small army jeep with an open top.

First stop.
We wanted to cross a river to get to the other side.
We took off by foot and tested the current... it was too strong.
We boarded the jeep again and looked for another way around... a bridge perhaps.
The driver took the jeep and rode along a cliff. Turned right from earlier stop. River on left side.
Reached end.

Some military people in camo uniform stopped us and instructed us to go back.
Went back and stopped in a camp-like area. Many tents and lodges were there.
Parked the jeep and got down.
I suddenly realize that I was with two guys and a girl.
One guy was the driver and the rest was on the rear seats.

I got the girl a wax flower that was slightly damaged.
Tried to fix it by melting it... I don't know how I managed to melt it but it did.
Girl threw something in the air, I didn't notice what it was.
It hit the ground... dirt... squished... It was fruit-like.

I gave the girl the flower, which she accepted.
Met one guy on car as we were about to leave camp.
I tried to attach the flower to his car... dunno what happened.

Met a girl who was talking with another girl.
Asked me if she could get a ride back.
Told her to ask our driver.
"Kuripot" (this is what's written on my note) She only wants a free ride.

Went back to jeep.
Saw a red wax thing attached to the window of a public transport jeepney.
A guy suddenly spoke and asked me not to touch it because it's hot.

Had so many dreams lately

That I haven't had time to write them all down... But they're saved in my phone's text editor.

Popeye, Jeep, and a Cathedral

Someone informed me that george harrison and another celebrity musician was coming over to play.
Guitars had broken string so I had to find replacements.
I didn't really see them except for a person who was sitting in front of the drum set who I do not recognize.
The next day, I woke up and was tempted to go to the guest room to see the guests.
I took a photo of three people. I do not know who the third person was.
Then I went out of the house and walked uphill towards Bagong Silang.
After passing the bridge, I saw an old popeye-looking man and he talked to me about a certain leader of the country.
I didn't stay for the chitchat and immediately went uphill.
I wasn't in bagong silang...


It was another place and I was waiting for the jeep.
One came and I boarded it.
To my left was a young lady who looks like Aubrey Pasia. To my right, a woman in her 40's and an acquaintance who gave off the aura of Mark Joseph Tabirao.
The lady to my left was wearing a navy blue pencil-cut above-the-knee skirt and a navy blue vest on a short-sleeved polo blouse.
The lady has something written on her right wrist and is holding a cellphone.
She seemed interested so I talked to her.
We were talking about something like a test or whatever and that it was in her cellphone.
So I tried it out.
Asked for her cellphone and saw two words: one is familiar, the other one was alien to me.
But nonetheless, I guessed what their definitions are.
The guy on my right told me that his grandfather died.
I asked: does he look like this? "and imitated the popeye-man I met earlier.
YES!
Sh*t, I met him earlier! "seryoso dre!"
The woman between us was eavesdropping.
I was looking for something in the lady's phone when the jeep stopped at a cathedral.


I alighted and rushed for the entrance.
I bumped into a young lady in white school blouse and navy blue pencil cut knee-length skirt.
I didn't give a f*ck.
I continued walking and saw a woman/man in his/her 40's wearing a white robe and a crown, seated on a grand chair of red velvet and gold.
I saw a sign that says "It's saint ********'s day" which felt odd because saints usually are already dead.
She/he held gave me a firm casual handshake which felt like he/she was taking my soul out of my body.
I walked some more and saw statues in the lobby. (I somehow stared from behind them.)
After that, I went to the confession area, peeked inside and saw nothing.
I saw acquaintance guy in the line: last of three people (first in line is a kid)
He told me that it will take forever.
One confession took more than an hour.
I didn't fall in line and just headed for the reception area.
I looked at the counter, there were female receptionists.
The photos or writings behind them (on a level above their head like fastfood's counter area menu) caught my eye.
Then it ended.

Just another vision. Untranslated.

Cave-like much like Aztec buildings or whatever. Entered with other people. I didn't enter main path so I entered "back door". The other people with me died or were in pain (or maybe translated into other non-fatal occurrences) And then entered front path again.

Three girls (two are seated, one is up and about). There were two instances of them showing up. They wore black. They have a rectangular table in front of them. And people were somewhat "auditioning" for something.

Riding a jeep. Seated 2 people from driver's back, driver's side. Between us a female student. Jeep was full of students, mostly noisy male high schoolers. Paid 9 pesos to dispatcher who was in the isle of the jeep while the jeep was moving. Asked for student discount and got one peso back. Dispatcher returned another 1 peso back and said "galingan mo ang paghingi ng discount. (or somewhere along those lines.) Jeepney ran backwards from top of hill. As it was going downhill, backwards, I saw Christian and somebody talked "bakit wala ka dun?" Someone replied "Baka, *murmur unclear*"

Part where the three girls appear for the second time. Now they were all looking at me as I passed by.

[Hope I have time to translate this later.]

Should've entered it here a week before.

Last week, December 8, I had a vision of working my ass off. (Something that I hate doing.)

The fun part is that it was fun.

Everything was laid out in front of me and all I need to do is pick up a string and everything else followed (the literal translation of le dream.)

And luckily, now, I'm employed (technically) and will have my training within this week. Will start work on January.

Next good thing is that the admin of the school I work at offered me free lodging!

I wonder what the string will pull up next.

[Dreams aren't really completely defined. Some elements are lost in the translation.]