It's the first time in months since I woke up too early and didn't even complain about it. Why, you wonder? Let me start from the beginning. Around 9AM, Joebeth and Shyra, two of my closest buds in the PT department came over. Joebeth, so he could watch Mar. And Shyra so she could just...um... be Shyra! Haha. I woke up about a minute before they arrived, probably because I could hear their voices from the first floor. I literally jumped when they started knocking on the window. I was going to have to get up sooner or later so I went to open the door. When they finally settled in, Joebeth by the TV and Shyra chillin' on the bed, I went, "Girl! Ang ganda ng panaginip ko! Kailangan ko nang ikwento or else makakalimutan ko na!" Well, something like that. You can't really expect me to remember every conversation in my life verbatim, can you?
So I started telling her all about it. I was in that phase where the dream was starting to get blurry so I had to let it all out lest I forget all about it. Please take note that I am not going to tell it like a story where there's an intro, body, and conclusion, blah, blah, blah. I'm just recounting all the important details that made it into the awesome dream that it already is.
My dream was about one of my celebrity crushes.(Yeah, I know it sounds pathetic. So sue me.) I won't mention his name in case some of his fans accidentally Google my site and subject my blog to flames and humiliating comments. Anyway, I remember us owning some sort of web designing firm. I told Shy it was a radio station but I was trying to sum it all up before I forgot so it was the first thing that came to mind when I was describing the dream to her. We actually own a printing press but in my dream we seemed to be in talks with LL(code for the celebrity and it's not LL Cool J, mind you!) to create some sort of promotional project for Halloween. No one actually said Halloween in the dream, but since LL was wearing an enormous sushi costume, then what else could I think? His manager was also some type of food but I can't remember what kind. All I know is, he was yellow and orange. Maybe a hotdog in a bun?
So, anyway, I had these two assistants. I don't remember their faces but I seem to recall that I'm acquainted with them in real life. I remember that one of them is called Tinsly because in one part of the dream she was introduced to me. But then I forgot and I remember asking her, "Ano nga ulit name mo?" And that's when she sort of laughed and said Tinsly. But I'm pretty sure that's not her name in real life. I mean, who names their kid Tinsly?
I arrived late that day and found LL and his manager talking with Tinsly and the other girl, let's call her OG.(I'm aware how unimaginative that sounds.) OG was sitting beside Tinsly in front of a computer looking at some images of LL in his sushi costume. LL and his manager were standing behind them looking at the computer as well. In the dream, I'm aware that I am crazy-psycho in love with LL so I-I hope you know that I would never do this in real life-sauntered(yes, sauntered. with the hip swaying and the smoldering gaze. i am a dream slut.) over to them and kind of pushed myself in between the girls and Logan. I remember saying something witty that I would never ever think of saying in real life. Don't you just hate it when dreams do that? I mean, talk better, look better and act better than you do in real life. It does not help increase my self-esteem at all.
And here's the uber-awesome part. LL actually looked up and really looked at me. Smiled that really, really bone-melting smile and answered whatever the heck it was that I said. Fuhk, this entry's getting a little too cheesy for my taste. Then things happen. I'm pissed that I don't remember the details but I have this feeling that we sort of talked like new friends and walked around the office. The funny thing is, I didn't really feel any romantic undertones in the dream, but I swear, LL seemed like he liked me! For real! I even asked for an autograph and he said yes!
But I'm proud to say it didn't turn into some sleazy fantasy dream because the rest of the dream was spent by me running all over the office looking for a camera so we could take a picture. Another effed up part of the dream: NO ONE HAD A CAMERA! Not even a friggin 1MP camera phone or a webcam!!!!(I don't know why I'm angry because it's not as if I could actually see the picture when I woke up). LL was in a hurry so I didn't have time to become slightly conscious in order to control the dream and conjure up a high-end digital camera that coudl shoot a thousand different shots per second so LL could reach his next appointment on time.
Instead, I asked for the autograph he promised and said, in perfect English without the hesitation and stutter that I always seem to possess while speaking that language, "Don't worry about it. I'll settle for the autograph because I have this feeling that I'll probably see you again someday." *dramatic pause where we look at each other quietly* "I mean, when you're new movie comes out." He smiles and takes the pen and paper I offered. I spout out some cliche'd autograph message like "To Denden, You're greatest fan..." But he ignores me and writes something swirly and pretty on the paper which I CANNOT FUCKING REMEMBER!!!! Although, I think my dream self knew what it was.
The dream ended with me asking Tinsly to get my lunch, which coincidentally was sushi. But the effed up part about that was the sushi was made up of raw pig innards sliced to look like sushi and I still ate it. I even dropped it on the floor and proceeded to eat the ones that didn't touch the ground for more than five seconds. My dream self is so gross. But my reality self believes wholeheartedly in the five-second rule if the food in question is cooked, didn't land on a germy public surface, on mud or on a pile of shit. While I was eating my food from the floor behind the computer room door(that's where I dropped my pig-guts sushi) when LL barges in! He sees me eating the sushi, doesn't react except to say that he enjoyed spending the day together.
And then he asked me to marry him and we lived happily ever after.
It's obvious I was already awake when that last part happened.
Anyway, I also did something stupid after I woke up. I opened my hand and waited for the autograph to fall on it. Yep. I actually did that. Expecting a genuine prop from a dream of a crush to magically appear. That is how sad and pathetic I really am.
Other details in the dream: I was rich. And I had a kid. Seriously. I wanted him to call me mommy because he kept calling his yaya(oooh! i could afford a yaya!) mama. But then I totally forgot about him around the time LL appeared in the dream. Shows you how good a mother I'm a gonna be. Lol.
And that's that.
