The Reflection

It all started with a simple walk on the park. It was close to night time, so the sky was orangeish and it felt a little bit colder. I was with a girl I am supposed to know. We were just walking, minding our own business, when suddenly, a man appeared from behind the bush.

I saw him look at me and then I felt that I had to run. So, I did. I ran as mad fast as I can with the girl. In my head, I knew he was going to chop my head off. I didn’t even have time to look back. I felt him follow me wherever I go. Each step, each turn, felt like a million miles. I felt heavy, and panic just creeps inside my head like the plague.

I saw a convent. There were hundreds of nuns inside the chapel and it gave me an idea to wear their clothes as a disguise. One of the nuns then escorted us to the elevator so we could hide. I thought I felt hope while the elevator rises up each floor, but the feeling of fear and anxiety never left me.

2, 3, 4, 5, 6…

Elevator door opens.

He’s there!

I frantically pushed the button to close the door. I couldn’t breathe well. I wanted to push the elevator down so I could get off it faster. When the door opened at the ground floor, I made a mad dash to the exit.

I was running so fast at the back alley of the convent. When a man wearing a blue polo shirt appeared with a gun. I felt the blood rushing to my head. Then he shouted at us, “I’m a police! Just run. Run as fast as you can, and you will see a small house down the road. You’ll be safe there!”

So I ran.

I found the house. It was empty. It has one tattered bed with dirty and dusty sheets. I lied down on the bed because I felt so tired. But the house just intrigued me. I stood up to explore all the corners of the house.

The kitchen looked like no one has cooked in it for a long while. The living room’s furniture are all dusty. The chandelier have spiderwebs on it. There was a heavy feeling in that house. I went inside the bathroom

When you enter the bathroom, you’ll immediately see the shower area, walk a few steps, and there is an open area. Maybe that’s where you change your clothes. Then a few steps to the left, there is another open area, a dark open area. It looks like a storage area, but nothing is in it. The bathroom was actually cubicled. I stayed at that dark area, I don’t know why.

Then it seemed like someone turned on the shower and started to bathe. I noticed that the sound seemed like no one was there. You know, when the water was just falling from the shower head to the floor tiles? Of course, I was curious. I had to find out who is taking a shower.

I slowly peered behind the wall of the cubicle I was in. Then I saw a girl, standing, with her hair over her face. Imagine Sadako. I was so freaked out of my mind!

And then I realized…

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One Rainy Day

So I’m stuck.

School’s out. Well, not really…

The sounds of the thunder reverberated from outside to our room, which is so small, it felt like I am the one being hit. Today, I might say, I have been very idle. For hours now, I just sat in front of the computer chatting to my friends at YM.

However, there is this thing I am working on with two of my friends, namely, Ringo and Kix. You will find out soon what it is about after everything has been finalized.

WHEN DREAMS ARE NIGHTMARES.

I had the weirdest dreams, I swear! This morning, I woke up for about 5 minutes and then went back to sleep. In a split second, I am already in dreamland. Or should I say, nightmare-land?

My dream was about myself, endlessly walking, until I came across my old high school, where there is a patio umbrella. I saw my old classmates, my first boyfriend and my ex-bestfriend. We all had to attend the same class, and my first boyfriend sat beside me. It was so weird because he looked the same as when we were together, younger, but still as handsome. After class, he held my hand and forced me to come with him, under the rain. But when we arrived at this place, he let go and then he hurriedly took off. I tried to run after him but a lot of people with umbrellas are blocking my view.

I felt alone and in despair. I can feel the tears ready to pour, but for some reason, it didn’t. Change setting. I am now in a big house, a mansion with so many rooms and a beautiful garden with a sunbrella. I knew, I had to find the bathroom to bathe, but I was on a loop, I was in circles. I saw a familiar face, my old batchmate. He then told me where the bathroom was.

For some reason, I was just wearing a tee. Oh yes, no underwear. Waaah! I got inside the bathroom and my batchmate followed. He didn’t want to leave, but in my head, I had to bathe. (Maybe I smelled bad? Hahaha!) I told him to leave, but he insisted that he wanted to see me bathe. I was getting so frustrated that I stood up, removed my shirt and told him, “There! Happy now?”

Then he went *poof!*

It was like, he just wanted me to show him the real me. Weird. I guess, that is my greatest fear. Fear that I am naked, and yes, fear that I am so transparent you won’t have to ask questions to get to know me.

But then, it’s just a dream, nightmare. I’ll live.

S7VEN

ONE. I woke up at 11am. My sibs, Chicka and ZJ, and I planned to watch XMEN-3. I started to prepare to go to the mall, when my dad announced he’s going to my grandma’s in Makati with my mom. He asked me where I was going and I told him that I am going to watch a XMEN-3 with my sibs. Then he said to just come with them to Market Market. We arrived at Market Market by 1:30pm. We had lunch first at Aling Nena’s. We had kare-kare, lechon baboy, ginataang tilapya and soup with gulaman. See? Zero soda. It was a big lunch. Goodbye diet, HELLO more pounds! Well, I am not really in a diet, I am just trying to eat right.

TWO. JeAr said that his friend, Lot, wants to get to know me. I was a bit hesitant because she was a close friend to JeAr’s ex-girlfriend who hates me coz she thought JeAr and I are something else besides being friends. Anyway, I accepted the offer. Apparently, Lot wants to learn how to design websites and she says my website rocks! Yeah!

THREE. My good friend, Marvin from Arizona, and I had a chat in YM. We’ve been friends for a long time, and for some of you who have been reading my blog eversince, you’d know who he is. Anyway, he said that he is going to be working at a TV station there, channel 3 AZ, for a dance contest that will run for 6 weeks. He says, he’ll be one of the judges and will be a dance director. Coolness! If any of you have seen “So You Think You Can Dance” in Fox last year, he was one of the top 50 finalists, the only Pinoy. Sayang lang, hindi siya nanalo. But he is a damn good dancer. He also mentioned that he will come here next June. Lagi nyang sinasabi na magpapa-inom daw AKO, pagdating nya, at GIN daw! Hahaha! At long last, matutuloy din ang inuman!

FOUR. This morning, my mom got so mad at us because no one washed the dishes last night. It was my sister’s turn, but she didn’t do it. The consequence for that is no one is allowed to use the computer. But since that is not possible for me, I text messaged my mom and told her that it is unfair. She said that I am the eldest and that I should manage the house. Exactly, manage. It doesn’t mean I should wash the dishes when it is not my turn. Besides, they are grown ups, they shouldn’t be told when to do their chores. So, I just washed my clothes, cleaned the bedroom and cleaned my electric fan, and after that, I sat in front of the computer and do my thing. Ha!

FIVE. My life is a little boring right now. I want to work on a new layout for my main site, but my ideas are whack. I drew a lot of layouts on my notebook, but none of it seems okay. Maybe, I just lack inspiration. I don’t know.

SIX. I dreamed about my first love. Hahaha! It’s so weird, coz in my dream, he is still that little boy that I fell in love with. He is much taller now, he still looks gorgeous and his brown eyes still do the job. In my dream, we were in our old school and we were always holding hands. Then we had to go to this place that I am not familiar with, when we got there, a lot of people were there, and in my head, they were doing something bad to us. But since I am with him, he did his best to protect me by never leaving my side. But still, it was weird because he was a little boy and I am twenty-three! It was a good dream, though.

SEVEN. My dad asked me to apply to go to Australia. I think it is a good idea, and I am currently reading everything about it carefully. I guess, at this point in my life, I have to learn to stand up for myself and be very independent. I can’t live at my parent’s house forever. I want a life of my own, a home, and maybe someday, a family. My mind is just so confused right now with everything going on. But for now, I’d just focus on school.