i love having dreams - the weirder the better, the more i can analyze, the more i can remember. some dreams can be as simple while some can be very complex. but they still are dreams nonetheless.
my dreams usually involve chasing - with me as the person being chased. i guess it would do me good if i dreamt of guys or things i want chasing me, but no, i had to have the more scary things chase me - snakes, for instance. dream interpratation books say that when you dream of a snake chasing you, and you manage to catch the snake in the end, fortune and luck is on their way to find you. till now, i wonder when my luck and fortune will find its way to me.
anyways, i had a dream last night. and as some dreams occur, my dream last night was the continuation of a dream i had a couple of nights ago. you know how we dream of certain places or people over and over again without truly knowing who or what they are? well, my dream was like that. but instead of a person or a place, my dream involved a shirt. yes, a shirt - white dress-like shirt with a black vest (i'm not sure if the vest was stitched on the shirt or not). but anyways, a shirt.
my dream a couple of days ago was that i was with a friend (can't remember who). we entered a vintage-like shop and i saw the shirt. i completely fell in love with that shirt and i just couldn't get my mind off it. but being me, i had to "think it over" before i bought the shirt. so, i didn't buy it. and that was the end of the dream.
but lo and behold, because last night i was at the same vintage-like shop again, with the same friend (who i still can't seem to remember), and still looking at the same shirt. but this time around, i bought it.
simple as that. that was my dream. :) i love having dreams, and it still amazes me how dreams always manage to put a smile on my face. though some dreams can be terrifying or intense, they are still dreams. and i still love having them. though there are times when i can't remember the dream i had (though i knew that i had a dream) when i wake up.... i just wish there were a machine of some sort to record the dreams people have. :)
oh, and i did buy another shirt and a pair of pants along with "the" shirt i dreamt about :) hahahaha :)
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Thursday, March 12, 2009
Monday, March 02, 2009
P.B.B.
To honor the hype of reality TV shows nowadays, and just to satisfy our curiosity, I, along with my friend, lined up last Friday (Feb. 27, 2009) for the Pinoy Big Brother Season 3 auditions.
The auditions started at 9am, but we arrived a bit after 12 noon. I don't think we would have arrived that late had we foreseen the army of people who were going to audition as well. If you are familiar with the places at the ABS-CBN compound, then you would know the length of the line when I say that the line was from the PBB House to the block after Pier One (near ABS-CBN). And need I tell you that it was scorching hot, literally. You could feel the sun's rays piercing your skin. If we thought we arrived late, then the army of people lined up behind us must have thought we were the early birds.
We lined up for appromixately four excruciatingly hot hours. Too bad we didn't get to actually audition since our line got cut off when we were, might I say, around 5-10 minutes away from the house itself. But it was actually fun seeing the different kinds of people who lined up along with us. There were two gays in front of us who seemed to be having the time of their lives, meeting new friends and telling funny stories about their previous experiences. I overheard one telling the other that this season's line was by far the longest (compared to the first two seasons). And the other one was telling his newfound friends about how he reacts when people mistake him to be Chocoleit, an actor. Other than the two gays, there was a girl in front of us who couldn't seem to let go of her umbrella. Her umbrella almost hit my eye for a couple of times, until I became an expert at ducking. Two guys, also in front of us, were all hair and glamour - restyling their hair every ten or twenty minutes with the hair wax they brought along. We also saw a guy who we guessed to be half-albino. He was seriously way too white. And I believe that the tinderas were happy that their mineral water stock was, more or less, sold out. There were even people selling lumpia, mais, ice candy, and more choices of food.
The line was moving really slowly for the first hour or so. I was happy to see the line move extremely fast when we were about to reach the house. My happiness was soon replaced with a bit of sadness when we heard people shouting that auditions were over and that it was time to go home. The last I saw of the two gays were them charging towards the platform (though the platform was still a bit far from where we were standing). I didn't see where the umbrella girl went, as well as the two glamour boys. But I did see a girl beside me who touched my shoulder and exclaimed, "Kim Chiu?!" hahahaha :) And that was the end of the day for me.
I called my friend who was lost somewhere in the crowd. We went to Banapple for late lunch or early dinner, and we talked about a few stuff.
It is true that it's a shame we didn't get to be auditioned, and that we didn't even get the chance to reach the house. But the experience itself - lining up and all that jazz - was fun. :)
And the news reportedly mentioned that there were approximately 12,000 people who lined up for PBB that day.
The auditions started at 9am, but we arrived a bit after 12 noon. I don't think we would have arrived that late had we foreseen the army of people who were going to audition as well. If you are familiar with the places at the ABS-CBN compound, then you would know the length of the line when I say that the line was from the PBB House to the block after Pier One (near ABS-CBN). And need I tell you that it was scorching hot, literally. You could feel the sun's rays piercing your skin. If we thought we arrived late, then the army of people lined up behind us must have thought we were the early birds.
We lined up for appromixately four excruciatingly hot hours. Too bad we didn't get to actually audition since our line got cut off when we were, might I say, around 5-10 minutes away from the house itself. But it was actually fun seeing the different kinds of people who lined up along with us. There were two gays in front of us who seemed to be having the time of their lives, meeting new friends and telling funny stories about their previous experiences. I overheard one telling the other that this season's line was by far the longest (compared to the first two seasons). And the other one was telling his newfound friends about how he reacts when people mistake him to be Chocoleit, an actor. Other than the two gays, there was a girl in front of us who couldn't seem to let go of her umbrella. Her umbrella almost hit my eye for a couple of times, until I became an expert at ducking. Two guys, also in front of us, were all hair and glamour - restyling their hair every ten or twenty minutes with the hair wax they brought along. We also saw a guy who we guessed to be half-albino. He was seriously way too white. And I believe that the tinderas were happy that their mineral water stock was, more or less, sold out. There were even people selling lumpia, mais, ice candy, and more choices of food.
The line was moving really slowly for the first hour or so. I was happy to see the line move extremely fast when we were about to reach the house. My happiness was soon replaced with a bit of sadness when we heard people shouting that auditions were over and that it was time to go home. The last I saw of the two gays were them charging towards the platform (though the platform was still a bit far from where we were standing). I didn't see where the umbrella girl went, as well as the two glamour boys. But I did see a girl beside me who touched my shoulder and exclaimed, "Kim Chiu?!" hahahaha :) And that was the end of the day for me.
I called my friend who was lost somewhere in the crowd. We went to Banapple for late lunch or early dinner, and we talked about a few stuff.
It is true that it's a shame we didn't get to be auditioned, and that we didn't even get the chance to reach the house. But the experience itself - lining up and all that jazz - was fun. :)
And the news reportedly mentioned that there were approximately 12,000 people who lined up for PBB that day.
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