Reunion Dream

I dreamt of Noel Singidas. It went like this.

After another superhero dream, I dreamt I was in our kitchen, where I noticed a stack of old pamphlets, about one foot high. I don't know why I did, but I started scanning the pamphlets looking for "Singidas". An inch from the top of the stack, I got a glimpse of the name. Shock.

Suddenly, I was in a place that looked like Glorietta's Activity Center. People swarmed the place. I was approaching a bench, where a group of people where exchanging earphones. Among them was Noel Singidas.

Non-chalantly, I sat beside him, but we hardly talked. He was talking with his companions, and I noticed that, while the others had portable CD players and small MP3 players, Noel was clutching -- you wouldn't guess this -- a VHS tape. Someone I didn't quite recognize but surely was a common friend, pointed at the VHS. Noel said that it contained MP3s, converted. I silently chuckled, thinking of ways to help him improve his portable audio situation.

I almost interrupted him when I said that I remember the time when we had to edit VHS tapes manually, when we had to snip the tape and put it back together with Scotch tape. He just had a blank stare. I said that we were groupmates back in first-year high school with Selwyn Bantang. Then he smiled. He said that he did remember that. I felt relieved. (That didn't actually happen, the part where we snipped VHS tapes)

We were now lying down on the length of the bench, and we had a clear view of the people going down an escalator. I recognized PAL and Joshua Trocino and I called out, waved at them and pointed at Noel beside me. They didn't react until they were almost at the foot of the escalator, and I saw PAL's eyes shoot wide open. It was a great effort to keep myself from crying.

It seemed like a reunion, when I looked around. I could see almost every clique from high school. Batchmates kept coming to see Noel. Edsel Uy even gave him a big, big hug.

Out of nowhere, Noel caught a basketball in his hands. I looked around to see where it came from, and I noticed that we were by some beach. Puzzling.

Then, I woke up.

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Weird Dreams

The other night, I dreamt that Kei and I were in an amusement park. There was an arcade machine of Guitar Hero that had a huge screen, and had seats built-in. We agreed to play, especially before my batchmates arrived. We paid to play for a couple of hours, and when we got on the seats, Chico, Jem, Leks and some others came. I kept saying that I didn't know how to play Guitar Hero. I was surprised when what I picked up was a controller somewhat like from a Sega Genesis. Except that it had, like, 50 buttons. Still wondering how to play the game, I seemed to have let it start. I just mashed as much buttons as I could. Of course, I sucked.

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Last night, I dreamt that I was with Francis (Pineda, officemate) with two others, and we were waiting for a bus to Manila. I felt like I really had to pee. I told them to wait, and I settled to pee on a wall behind a tree, where I saw that others had already peed there. I had just unzipped when a group of street kids encircled me, chanting "P50". There were a couple of "Bawal umihi dito" scribbles on the wall. I just went on, and after zipping back up, I turn around and face a police officer. He said the fine was $20. I was looking for a P50-bill in my purse, and he suddenly pulled out a P100-bill. "Oh, well," I thought. I hitched a ride on their owner-type jeep, and we had gone quite far and it was getting dark, when I remembered that Francis was still waiting for me! I got off and called for a tricycle. As I got on the trike, I noticed that my hair was different. I looked at a mirror and saw that my hair was in dreadlocks.

Then, I woke up and I really had to pee.