Last night's dream was a really REALLY REALLY weird one.
Okay, okay. First me and my mom were in this school while it was holding some kind of festival(?) or a founder's day celebration. The school's ball field was filled with food stalls. My mom wanted to get Shawarma Rice so I got a Black Pearl Mocha (Weird. I always have dreams about Black Pearl Mocha and ball fields O_O).
~AAAAAHHHHH Black Pearl <3... Then the same black haired guy (whose name I can't remember...loser!!!) pat my shoulder while I was drinking my black pearl. Well, the difference this time was that I wasn't Human Core blah~ I was just me... XD
Then he smiled and approached my mom. Then he handed her a piece of paper in a red sliding folder. I was so curious so I told my mom that I wanted to see it too cause she was like, grinning.
So I looked at it then I resisted the urge to laugh out loud.
On the paper, computerized in Rage Italic font was:
(*checkbox*)Holding Hands
(*checkbox*)Kiss on the Cheek
(*checkbox*) Date
(*checkbox*)BE my GF.
(*checkbox*) None of the above (<---this one was the most hilarious)
Then he was grinning and he looked so cute while he said, "Since you're the mom, you choose."
After that, I DIDN'T know what my mom chose. O_O Cause I already woke up.
My head's not aching...I feel like I'm seeing stars. Ah, I don't know. I don't even know what to write. I'll write again when I feel like it.
It started like this.
I was some kind of super villain named HUMAN CORE and I was wearing a really cool sci-fi outfit. Even if I was a super villain, I wanted to know how it was like to be HUMAN, so... I gave myself to the good guys. Ultimately their names are the only things that I can't remember in this dream gyud.
I arrived in a white sand beach. The water was exactly aquamarine blue. As in. Very clean. For some reason, I was riding a bangka with Yuuko Marielle Yamashita (my classmate). We stopped on the shore line and she approached a small seashell shop that was near the shoreline. I tagged along as she looked at some seashell earrings, then she told me to follow her.
Then came the security defenses(?). There were two giant crocodiles waiting for us... they looked hungry. So HUMAN CORE (that's me)picked up Yuuko and we jumped over the giant crocodiles. So we were inside somekind of ball field which was actually the base of the good guys.
When I was walking toward the field, people where whispering. Yuuko told me that a baseball game was going on. SHe also told me that I could join. This was the time I looked at the surroundings. The grass was a distinct yellow green and on the far left was a small warehouse and on the right were two pine trees (see? very detailed!). The place was surrounded with walls though they were not that tall and on the corner was a bronze gate painted with gold XD and beyond that was a church.
SO I decided to play. I was the pitcher. Ina Marie Nastasja Rabacal (classmate) was batting. She was telling me that I threw like a girl. SO I got mad. Finally I picked up a boulder and threw it to her.
"How's that?" I told her. Finally, I had this urge to go somewhere else so I jumped over the gates and into the church's roof.
People were scrambling all around just to catch me (cause I'ma super villain on the loose now).
Finally I arrived in some kind of suburban area. The roofs were all made of pink teddy bears!!!!!! That's where I perched because I refused to be caught by the good guys.
Then when I looked down, this really cute guy with black hair was screaming and telling me to come back(he's obviously with the good guys). I just laughed at him then I went "hopping" on the pink teddy bear roofs.
At that time, I decided that I wanted to have fun so I decided to go to SM. I kidnapped a japanese girl (she was cute) and I stole her clothes so that I won't be detected.
Inside SM, there was a new anime release. I was surprised that it was about HUMAN CORE (me!). I asked them, "Why pick a super villain to be the protagonist of an anime?"
They answered, "Cause she's cool and she's not all evil.I remember that time when she almost hesitated DR. CORE's orders to rob that bank....." blah blah.
I looked at the illustrations and the nendroid figures and I thought they were cool. "Wow I have an anime." I whispered to myself.
Then, I went to a Black Pearl stall and ordered a Mocha. Then that cute guy with the black hair approached me in his casual clothes. He said, "You look oddly familiar." then he left. He had some kind of infrared heat seeking portable device that was still pointing at me. Then he looked at me again with really confused and soulful eyes while I was innocently sipping my mocha. HE sighed and started walking away slowly. Then he stopped again. That was when I decided to run away.
THEN THE DREAM ENDED.
very detailed gyud akung pgka remember. XD
I'm one confused girl, that's what. Very confused.
Now tell me, which course should I choose? They say that you should choose a course that you really like, or the course where your true talent will shine, or blah blah blah blah. I like medical technology. It has this weird, mysterious, interesting "come and learn me" aura. (Great, it's inviting me to study O_O).
On the other hand Music and Fine Arts. My talent is there too...and I LOVE music. Nothing in this world can take away my love for it...(emoooooo)
IM NOT SURE....
HEEEEEEEEEEEEELPPPPPP!
Even thought I don't exactly like all of them... they're still my classmates.
Whenever I look at our pictures on Facebook (especially those on our graduation day, it makes me laugh a little.
--"I'll miss these faces."
YEah. They're fools. The best fools that I've ever met. :D
okay okay....I know... I'm not supposed to think real guys are cute. (I know weird...) But...but.... my brain is reconsidering!
I don't like where this is going
Well.... I'm really worried. I may not exactly know anyone from Japan but I offer my sympathy.
They have the capacity to rise from situations like this and I'm more worried if this would happen to the Philippines. Would the government be ready?
Yeah. Tell that to Chatur. (Mao ba?)
A for apple B for baaaaaaalllllll. Yeah. MAybe I'll end up like that if I dont start studying. But...But....
BORED. One word. BORED. Music is keeping me sane but I think it's leading me to further insanity. Delirium is real dammit!
I miss my dreams and they're not coming any sooner... I guess.I got too much on my mind, even my dreams have no more room. Bummer.
Im bored. heheheh. For once, ako ang nakapa walk out sa teacher namu. May ra. She deserved it. Good for nothing. Heh.
Give me something new! I'm so impatient these days.
These are the things that go usually go inside my head when I'm mad.
1.) Y**a! Mga L**u mooooooo! Lamuna na ninyuuuuuuuuuu! Aaaaaaaaaggggh go to hell B**Ches!
2.) They're not worth my time... but I'm still freakin mad!
3.) punch punch kick kick...you're ugly...kick kick
4.) why in the world do people have to act like this?!
5.) Why can't they give me some time for myself?! All I've been doing is trying to give them freakin honor! Freakin useless honor!
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaghhhh! I HATE THIS DAY!
Drabbles.....
Hiraishin Susanowo[flying thunder god of sea and storms]:
*"Tsurara...er Yuki-onna. You...you actually like this guy?" *points to the nerdy and eye glass wearing day Rikuo Nura.
*"I-I-I... Sorry... I'm not that good with names."
"It's Ienaga."
*"Do you know who I am? I am Hiraishin Susanowo! Successor of Chidori Susanowo! I will weild Shinso with might and I will be the next Storm Brother of Lightning...make that sister."
Ikazuchi Susanowo[thunder god of sea and storms]
*[to Hiraishin]
"He's a youkai you dumbass..."
*"It's been a long time since you called me that [onii-chan]... and just now... I feel like one so... excuse me while I go and protect you."
*"She's right... your hair in your day form does look like an upside down caramel pudding.*pauses* Yum."
Dear Teachers,
It's funny how you call us the worst batch that you have ever encountered. From our point of view, we're not that bad. Yes, we admit we're bad but branding us as the worst is ludicrous.
We understand that every year level has some kind of-- uh , we dunno-- divine reason as to why they think they're the best year level ever. Screw their reasons. We're not calling ourselves the best year level, we're just...you know, seniors. That's all.
We kinda noticed all the false idolatry you give us. Yeah, idolatry is a strange word but we want to use it just this one time. Please? :D Whenever we do something great, you guys praise us and tell us we're the best, like when we won the intrams (hah! in your faces!...but when we're using our talents outside competitions, you guys tell us we're a disturbance.
Didn't you guys know that when we compete, we only think about giving our school pride? we don't even think about our own glory.
We never forgot the time when we decided to behave and follow the rules. You told us to stop because we were annoying. Best yet, when you guys told us to stop talking... we stopped... but then minutes later, you guys get mad because we're not talking. Usually, normal people don't take this kind of crap.
Didn't you guys know that we worry about our grades too? Yeah. After class we sit down and "talk about you guys" because we care about out grades.
Maybe you guys just didn't notice that time when we all skipped recess just to work on our assignments. And you guys even tell us that we don't start on time. You guys are disappointed you say? That we just let each other copy our assignments> We know. It's bad... But the thought of even just one classmate not graduating scares us more. We're kinda tight, you see.
Didn't you know that we made the decorations for the Christmas parade? Boy, we even gave up our Saturdays decorating but we did anyway... cause the school needed us. We were so happy when we finished cause we did it all by ourselves.
We even sacrificed our field trip and our JS Prom! And you guys thought that our refusal for these activities is an act of rebellion. We actually chose not to do these because we wanted to give way to the dreaded term papers. See? We still know how to use our brains.
Why do you guys always compare us to the Juniors? It gets on our nerves when you guys tell us that they're better...sometimes smarter. We've been holding back all this time because they're underclassmen! Please! Even we know what pride is!
Because of that, we've had plans of burning down the school after graduation (well, that is, if we do graduate) because you guys always look down on us.
If only you guys were students for even one day, you'll see the simple wonders in our classroom. BY wonders, meaning hidden intelligence. Like, a real life ambidextrous. She can shift her hand of ease at anytime. She's even smart enough to use it to her advantage. People who are ambidextrous have brains that work in both regions, making them such fascinating people. There's also this one who has this amazing memory, almost photographic. We dont know why the hell she has such accurate memory but she cant bring herself to memorize formulas. We even have the sleep bunch. Give them a guitar and a good song and they'll start to look like professional musicians.
WE are all intelligent but we lack focus, sometimes confidence, and motivation. After all, it's your job to inspire us, to trust us, to believe that we can. Strangely, that's all we ask from you.
we don't treat teachers our natural enemies. It's just that you guys make us think so. Only a few teachers understand us and accept us for who we are. Only a few know how to deal with us too--without a response of rebellion. your numbers are fading and it saddens us.
Don't worry... we wont burn the school down after graduation. and of course, we don't bear grudges that long if you give us failing grades. If we can no longer endure all this disempowerment, we have no choice but to carry out our master plan. We'' tell you this... We're not gonna show our faces on graduation. We're just gonna take our diplomas. We're not gonna march, we're not gonna stay and hang around for mass cause we'll just annoy you guys again. Consider this, our final act of liberty. After all, we are the worst batch ever. :)
YOu may ask us ,"Are we serious?" try yo guess. We might be. :)
It's like this:
I knew from the start that I would be looking down from
the tower window, so way up high
and blaah blaah. cant think of continuation....
fast forward to
Maybe no one will notice me
If I jumped out of this window
blaaah
they'd be too busy looking at the street lights.
kinsay ganahan mu fill in the blanks ug continue?
How can something you love so much give you pain?
Yeah. I'm not supposed to know that but ah it's so freaking true!
My head's empty right now. Can't write anything. and by empty, I mean, there's this constant tune humming itself...in...inside my brain. That's just plain looney... but hey! that's me! :D