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DREAMS : 1998



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May 27, 1998

P.E. AND THE ROLLERCOASTER
Me and some high school classmates (4A) were having Physical Education class at a fort. Part of the class included riding a rollercoaster which ended at Fiesta Carnival in Cubao. Anyway the rollercoaster weaved its way thru malls and shopping centers.
___ I was getting dizzy. The teacher asked me if I were okay and I said, yes. But the teacher stopped the ride anyway and had us line up outside the gate of the Camp. As we do so, I ask my classmate Jobet (who, strangely enough is in a suit and tie) what our ROTC uniform looks like, since I hadn't been attending school recently.

CHASING G'S SPECTRE
Suddenly I see an image--- a flickering one--- of G Toengi in a black dance leotard (with a see-through teddy over the leotard. It's a ghost image, a projection and appears at an intersection--- she's speaking into a microphone as if she were hosting MTV. Everyone else sees the fleeting image too, but I am the only one agitated. I say, "Baka naman naiwan ang ang energy/aura niya doon sa street corner after they shot that footage, and now it's being replayed like Princess Leia's message to Obi-Wan ... on weird occasions."
___ Anyway, a friend and I chase after G's apparition, after she strips off the teddy and splashes around a fire hydrant with other apparitions. They soon start running around a corner. We chase them and end up in a row of apartments which look like they belong in Baguio. My running friend has abandoned me? Some boys are seated in garden chairs.. I ask them if they've seen a group of girls running thru here... they look at me like I'm crazy. Fearing the trail is getting cold, I dash to the farthest apartment and apologetically ask the owners (who are cooking dinner) whether Mylene and Marlene (names I've never used in real life) ran thru here.... They say No. So I go next door.
___ On the ground floor is nothing but a creaky old ladder that goes up into a shaft in the ceiling. I scale the ladder and see (thru a "window" of some sort) a dim room lit only by a TV, and a mattress on the floor where two pairs of feet are lying. (I can't see the rest of the occupants). I try to climb down as unobtrusively as possible.
___No sign of G's apparition. Or of any other girl apparition. I find my way out of the eskinita, back to Shaw boulevard. My P.E. classmates have already left for home.

MEDIEVAL ESCAPE
Medieval times? There are four of us: a magician, myself and 2 ultra sexy girls, all of us are escaping from a group of official thugs (police). Only the magician is holding lots of cash. The first place we escape from is a futuristic version of the Titanic, the next place we escape from is a very Arthurian hill in England.... we get out by going down a well into a secret labyrinthe of underground passageways.


May 28, 1998

INTERRUPTNG MY URINATION
I keep wanting to piss yet someone keeps walking thru the bathroom doors which I've locked. And it seems to always be this girl, who is my stepsister (?)

GINO ASLEEP AT THE BAR
My co-musician Gino T is telling me how he fell asleep at the bar in T.G.I.Fridays (located within our apartment building) at 3 a.m. and how he was awakened at 9 a.m. when the bartender nudged him.

FUTURE BUILDING
Then I was in some futuristic classroomwhere we were talking about the designs/contraptions built into the building we were in. Fantastic stuff. Electronic chips in the seats, wiring in the floor s to control how you want your furniture laid out.

FROM MAZE TO PARK
Walking thru a maze of above-ground passageways, I exited onto a campus with lots of open grassy space... looked like Bellarmine Field. people were playing soccer and lying about as if in a park.


June 4, 1998

ON THE JVP BUS
I'm in a bus, travelling the countryside. It's the last Sunday of our Jesuit Volunteers Philippines orientation seminar and us elder JVP batches are heading home from our own retreat. We're hungry; it's lunchtime. We pass by the place where the current batch of JVP volunteers are being trained. They've laid out a picnic lunch near the highway. Some people are already gathering for the meal. I spot my Davao friend, Sherwin. He smiles and makes the numeric signal "8" using his fingers... (symbolizing batch 8 or 8:00 a.m.?) and I flash the thumbs up sign from the window of the bus...though I know not what he means. Everyone else who's aboard is asleep. The bus rolls on by...
___ My former boss Pit-Pit was on the bus, and since it was the last day of school also (I was thinking, "Now I am a teacher."), he gave me a special parting gift which he asked me not to open in front of the others.
___ Meanwhile we were approaching V.Luna street and one of my Summit officemates (Maya or Marie Calica) had to disembark. I felt sorta sad because she had to leave.
___ Although we're coming home, the bus stops at a Boracay-like vacation town where we get down and approach the fine bungalows that await. I go straight to the bathroom to take a poop and flush before bathing. The toilet bowl, once flushed, is full of chemicals (Toilet Duck) and looks menacingly green.


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