LRT Nightmare

Last friday was the last week for classes because next week would be finals. We had a long test in filipino and basically after that i was free to go home and prepare for finals. Before i went home, i dropped by the ACIL space just to kill some time because it was still early. Around 3pm i decided to go home and commute along with two friends, Vicente and Eds. They were headed for Araneta Center-Cubao while i was headed for Gilmore. When we reached Araneta Center-Cubao, i told them that they have arrived at their destination (hindi ata nila namalayan, muntikan pa maiwan). When they left i was left alone to ride the lrt. I was holding at a post because it was pretty crowded. Later on i noticed two students (a boy and a girl) occupy the same post i was holding onto. It was ok at first, they were having casual conversations but later on things started to get freaky. In the middle of the journey from station to station, the male student's head was slowly brushing at my hand.

Personal Note: pucha hindi ba niya napapansin na tumatama na ulo niya sa kamay ko?

At that point it was still bearable because the lrt was a little unstable and made casual brakes but later on... ibang usapan na e... On the last station journey headed for Gilmore, i noticed that not only his head was brushing against my hands but his ears were already brushing too... Pucha nangingilabot na talaga ako sobra, tenga na yung sumasampal sa kamay ko hindi pa rin niya napansin!? The moment i reached Gilmore i made a run for it and exited as quickly as possible... i no longer wanted to stay and see what would happen if i stayed longer...

Quote of the Day:
Life in not a one laned journey, it is meant to be taken with friends so that if you should encounter an emergency they'd be there to help you.

Visions or Just Damn Dreams

Last night it had not occur to me that i would have to wake up in the middle of the night because of the heat. For a couple of minutes i was just lying in bed dazed, wondering how i could fall into sleep again. With desperation creeping in, i turned on the air con and finally got into sleep... and then it happened...

i was in a familiar looking place... it was on the third floor and it was a very big building. Something was going on in one of the rooms while the rest seemed oblivious to the event... i tried to see what was happening... there was person holding a shotgun slowly shooting one student after another... then as i looked further on there she was among those who were about to become a victim... i could not just stand and watch any further, i had to do something to stop this massacre... with enough courage i called upon the gunner and tried to get his attention... this gunner then called my name and started to go after me.. slowly, as if i was an animal on the run... i hid in one of the classrooms... he started calling my name slowly growing more and more hostile... he started to threaten that if i would not show myself then he would then have to finish her... with no other choice i had to reveal myself but i know i can not surrender... i jumped from behind, trying to strangle and disarm him... he pushed us into the ledge and we both fell... it no longer mattered if i survived the fall or not as long as she's ok i know everything will be fine..since it was a dream, i survived the fall and slowly trekked the steps all the way to the third floor and into the room where she is... when i reached the place i saw her, staring into nothingness.. i approached and asked "ok ka lang"...slowly i could see the tears welling up in her eyes... then she began to cry... i hugged her to try to comfort her at the same time saying "everything will be alright.. wag ka magaalala hindi kita pababayaan... poprotektahan kita kahit kailan"...

Then i woke, with what i was thinking to have tears on my eyes...

Yes, sometimes i indeed wonder if this dream has any significant meaning... in the past i have only dreamed of falling in roof tops, being consumed by the darkness and other ghastly horrors, slowly tormenting me... but this time it was different, i dreamed of doing something for someone. It did not matter if i die, as long as i know in the end i can protect her from harm, but then again it was only just a dream.. nothing but a figment of my imagination.. or is it?

Quote of the Day:
it does not matter whether you win or lose as long as everyone is happy, everything will be alright.