...that was great!!!
This is all I had in mind when I woke up this morning. 'Twas a dream in my dream. I can't remember how it started (in my dream) but here goes...
I was in some kind of a gathering (church) when I looked around and saw, again, the most beautiful girl I've always dreamt of being with...
She was almost beside me. We were trying to chat but we had to whisper at each other's ears when suddenly, a man came from behind, fuming mad at what he saw. He ran out and I followed him trying to explain what he just saw. He was at the top of his voice telling me that all I wanted was to lay his girl down. Things rumbled up on my mind. I didn't readily know what to say. A promise I made flashed in my mind and slowly, words came rushing out my mouth. I told him that it is not my intention to mess their lives. I did not deny the fact that I still love the girl and this I told him. I also told him that what I feel is platonic and never in my life have I thought of such. You don't do that with a God, which, she is to me.
Then I saw myself in a car with her. We were just driving around when she received a text message. All of a sudden, she threw her cellphone out of the window. She was infuriated by the message she received...it was from this guy...
I was then taken to a scene where I was performing a tribal dance with a group of people. The dance was for her. It was an enacment of some sort to win the girl. The guy was there to see all these. Then another girl, a common friend of all of us came in the scene and asked her of her decision. It was like heaven opening when she said she'll stay. I shook hand with the guy who hardly but gentlemanly resigned to this fact.
...i woke up. It was just a dream. A dream that I would've more than willingly lived in. Then I mull over the thought and possibility for someone to choose which life to live... if it's possible for someone (in sleep and having a dream) to step out of his life and not wake up anymore and to step into his dream to live with for eternity...
"Make the magic last for more than just one night. I know we can break through it, if we can just get through it..."
It would've been the happiest moment in my life.
Tuesday, November 6, 2007
Wednesday, July 18, 2007
High School Friends
Happy Birthday to my cousin and friend Madel.
Got this email from Friendster in my GMail account reminding me that it's Made's bday. I then visited her friendster site to greet her. I saw several common friends from high school in her friends list. Clicked on some of the peeps I know and added them to my friendster list except for one. My heart was thumping when I clicked on the picture of Rodolfo. Gladness filled me when I saw the picture. "Daymn! I miss this girl!". My day ported back to my high school days with her. Then it crammed on me...the most regretful thing I did in my life... Like one song say, "But then again, I'm glad...". I'm glad that I had a glimpse of her once again and I look forward to more of these...
If you would be able to read this, I'm Sorry...
Got this email from Friendster in my GMail account reminding me that it's Made's bday. I then visited her friendster site to greet her. I saw several common friends from high school in her friends list. Clicked on some of the peeps I know and added them to my friendster list except for one. My heart was thumping when I clicked on the picture of Rodolfo. Gladness filled me when I saw the picture. "Daymn! I miss this girl!". My day ported back to my high school days with her. Then it crammed on me...the most regretful thing I did in my life... Like one song say, "But then again, I'm glad...". I'm glad that I had a glimpse of her once again and I look forward to more of these...
If you would be able to read this, I'm Sorry...
Memories
Whew... Here goes....
I'm blogging!!!
I hope to make this as informative and as entertaining to the viewers. This shall contain everyday memories and not so past memoirs too.
I'm blogging!!!
I hope to make this as informative and as entertaining to the viewers. This shall contain everyday memories and not so past memoirs too.
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