Freakin’ dream… @___@”

I just hoped for a nice and pleasant dream, didn’t I ? Normally, I don’t remember any of my dreams, but this morning when I woke up, I tried to remember what I dreamt about, got up, and wrote it down. But despite all that effort , it still seems oh so hazy. Anyway, we know dreams basically don’t make any sense, but this particular dream seems real and " normal ", not bizarre nor weird , like most dreams are. So, okay, what did I dream about ? Well, there’s a guy, a random , generic one, and my impression is, I like him. And he says he comes from a poor family, but there’s going to be a party at his house, so can I come, he asks. So, I attend the party, and what the @!#$%^, he just lied to me, I thought, coz the his house is a freaking mansion,…. no, more like Dracula’s house, with carved ceilings and all that. And there’s another girl who seems particularly close to the guy and his parents. And then, I find out the party is supposed to be a farewell party for the guy who’s leaving the next day for the US to study. Then zoom out…… I’m in his room, I see a huge bed with scary carvings, and a huge canopy, and the room is dark and scary, and I ask him, this is your room ? Then , zoom out again, I’m in the living room, and I’m starting  to get annoyed , and then I decide to get out of there. Zoom out…. I’m walking home, and the guy follows me, carrying a big plastic bag, and he gives it to me… it’s very heavy, and I see jicamas and sweet potatos in the bag, and he says that’s for me. And I ask,, do you expect me to carry this heavy bag all the way home ? The last scene that I remember is him walking away, and me yelling , You’re a liar and a douchebag and I hate you !, then I throw away the bag. Baring teeth  ……………. I;m wondering, why jicamas and sweet potatos ? Why not apples and oranges ? Disappointed
Mom and I went grocery shopping today…. at WalMart. Ah – huh.  Anyways, I looked around to see if there was anything I could buy for my everyday clothes………? ? ?…… Seriously. The clothes at WalMart are all crap. And that’s even an understatement. The person who accepts those clothes from vendors to be sold at their store should be fired.
I was at work for 5 hours today. Yay. That was worth $ 50.00. Mom tells me not to worry about my meager spending money. We have enough money in the bank, in the Philippines. Well, I’m aware of that. I’m not afraid I’ll run out of money . We have 2 other houses there that we are renting out, and the rental money are deposited in the bank, untouched.  And there’s dad’s SSS pension., also automatically deposited in the bank. Yay. I can go shopping there. Red rose
Allright, this is all for today.

5 responses to this post.

  1. Posted by pHiO_cHaN on June 7, 2010 at 12:24 pm

    such a dream… @____@ I’m hoping to dream about Chiaki-senpai tonight… *blush*that’s a good thing, if you like to work hard. just don’t overwork yourself. sometimes, it’s important to take a break and enjoy the money you gain from those works. ^^ *hug*


  2. Posted by renxkyoko on June 7, 2010 at 12:51 pm

    Haha ! What r u blushing about ? What kind d’ya expect to dream about ? I dreamt ’bout Keannu Reeves once. It felt so real. * blush *


  3. Posted by pHiO_cHaN on June 7, 2010 at 2:51 pm

    now, now, what are you blushing about? XDnah, not any dream. I just wished he would become as real as the actor, came here, and be my boyfriend, wahahaha~ XD


  4. Posted by renxkyoko on June 9, 2010 at 2:45 pm

    Well, yeah, that was exactly what I dreamt about…. keannu reeves was my boyfriend…… what did u think i dreamt about ? he he he


  5. Posted by renxkyoko on June 13, 2010 at 6:35 pm

    Dream on, dream away. Dreaming is cheap. It’ll cost us nothing. Just don’t overdo the dreaming thingy. ^_____^ Oh, if you’re not able to dream about Chiaki-senpai tonight or any night, daydream instead. ^__^" You can control what happens, LOL. * winks * < runs off >


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