Catching the Dreams

School’s Over

May 14, 2013

I was back in my high school university, and I see myself wearing the same old white school uniform. Inside the classroom, I’m with my high school batchmates wearing the same thing, but I didn’t sit beside them. They smiled at me and I nodded back. I can only see them and the blackboard clearly, everything else is blurred.

A teacher went inside to start her lesson. The dream shifted to the end of class and I was the only one left in the room. I called my mom on the phone saying that school is over. Suddenly the weather got gloomy and then I told my mom, “Should I really go to boracay? My flight is tonight but it seems like there will be a downpour later,” which my mom answered to, “Yes you should, Theia was already there four days ago,” so I agreed and ended the call.

Don’t Let Go

December 28, 2012

The place was in our high school campus, and there are a lot of people in uniform colors. I knew we are having a team-building activity, and the teams are divided into colors. I noticed some of my team mates were former high school classmates. One of them was John Je, my guy best friend in high school. I was holding both his hands, pulling him across the corridor and so we look as if we are running. He was wearing a purple shirt, so I guess we are the purple team. I suddenly knew what we’re doing, we are trying to catch up with our other team mates who are all happily running for the lobby where all the other teams can be found.

“We’re losing them,” John Je said while looking at our team mates. He then advanced after me and changed our roles — he is now the one pulling me. Somehow I know we can’t let go of each other because one of us will be left out and will be lost. Finally, after a couple more seconds we reached the lobby, and I saw all the other teams filling out some forms. Our team leader, which his face I don’t recognize, gave me a form. I started writing my name, then suddenly someone put their arm around me. It was Jei, another high school batch mate. She was wearing a green shirt. “I miss you, Nai,” and she smiled at me. I smiled back and said “I miss you too! So you’re on the green team, huh, you guys are leading!” and she laughed, “Of course, we’re the best team!” then she gave a tongue-out face and we both laughed.

The scene suddenly shifted to the main lobby of the campus near the quadrangle, and no one was there except me. It was getting dark, I supposed it was pre-evening already. I still haven’t finished filling out my form. I was about to start writing again, but it got really dark and I almost can’t see anything. Suddenly I saw movement, but I can’t tell since I can only outline the shadow. I got scared and hurriedly ran out of the campus, unfortunately I lost hold of my bag in that very corridor. When I reached the gate of our house, there are about five people outside, but I don’t know who they are. One of them, wearing a black coat and a black hat, glanced for a bit, then continued chattering with the other people.

I finally saw what he was holding, a white Sony Ericsson Xperia X8, and it’s very much my phone! I talked to him and told him to give it back to me, but he doesn’t trust me, he told me to prove it’s my phone. I borrowed one of the people’s phone and started dialing my phone number. Hitting the call button, my phone rang. The guy in the black coat finally handed my phone to me, and the other people around instantly disappeared. I hit our doorbell and my dad opened the gate. He let me in and when I turned back to see the guy in the black coat, I saw that he is already crossing the street, but he suddenly disappeared before he could even reach the curb.

Dreaming of Meeting Them, Literally

December 16, 2012

I just got out of the shower. I rushed back into my room and try to figure out what to wear. In my mind is that I’ll be late for school, since it’s already 1pm, and my class starts at 2:30pm. When I go downstairs to the living room, it wasn’t our house anymore but it still resembles a few pieces of furniture in our living room. I looked around feeling disoriented. Then what I saw next surprised me — sitting there was Gracenote. The band. There.

They didn’t notice me, and they are happily chattering. I even heard Eunice say “We have to wait for him,” and then I thought “Oh, Jazz is missing.” I didn’t try to interrupt them since I still need to get to school so the next thing I knew was I’m already in the corridors of the Arts and Sciences building. After a few minutes of waiting inside the classroom, a student assistant walks in and announced that we have no classes that day. I rushed outside and tried to find my orgmate Nix, since we’re classmates in the course. I saw her walking in the other corridor, but before I could run and catch up with her, I suddenly saw Eunice, THE Eunice, vocalist of Gracenote. Since I haven’t seen the band in person, I asked if I could take a picture with her since Nix has been mocking me of not yet seeing them. Sadly, when I asked her, Eunice just stared at me, and she was crying. I just nodded thinking it’s a bad time for taking pictures since she’s crying, but then I didn’t ask her why. I ran towards the direction of Nix, even without my eyeglasses I know her blue checkered polo shirt she’s wearing that time.

When I finally got near her, I was surprised to see that she’s also crying, like Eunice, but I didn’t ask her why. “Did you know that Gracenote is here in our school?” I said, then she answered “Yeah, they’ll be performing tonight in the auditorium.” Another orgmate showed up, it was Timi. He grabbed Nix’s arm and asks us where to, but Nix just told him we still have class so he smiled and left.

I was suddenly alone by the building, near a stairway. A man in a police uniform stopped me and asks to show him my hand. When I raised my right hand, I saw that I was wearing a silver diamond ring, and it looks exactly like the one in the movie “The Phantom of the Opera”, the one which the phantom gave to Christine Daae. Then the police asked me to hand the ring over to him. He looked really creepy, and when I said I don’t want to, he grabbed my right arm and started taking off the ring from my hand. I tried not to laugh since I saw that his nails where painted aquamarine. The police finally got the ring and he ran off. I can’t do anything, I can’t move my legs to run and get the ring back, so instead I whispered, “Brods? Help..” Nothing happened, the people around the area were instantly my orgmates. “Brods, help me get it back! He’s getting away!” Still, no one helped me. Finally on top of my lungs I shouted at them, “BROOODS!!”

The scene shifted to an auditorium where Gracenote is supposedly having a show. It was night time already, and the stage is still empty. I went backstage, not knowing how I’m allowed there, and I saw Eunice again. I asked her if the show has ended already, but she shook her head and I instantly knew why, I thought “Jazz is still missing, so they cancelled the show.” I took my phone from my pocket and asked Eunice if I could take a picture since they’re about to leave. She finally agreed! But then as Dave, my orgmate tries to take a shot of us, my other orgmates came rushing to join us. I kept saying “Hey you guys, you’ll have your turn!” No one listened and they kept on posing for the camera. I got pissed at my orgmates and was about to cry, so I walked out.

No Curtain Call For Me

November 5, 2012

A crowded open place lies in a dreary setting with a lot of people in costumes happily chattering. Many of the people in costumes are dressed up as famous fairy tale characters, and one of them was with me — she is Song, my orgmate, dressed up as Alice from Alice in Wonderland. I can’t see what I was supposed to be as but I’m very sure that I was wearing a costume.

I tried to look for other familiar faces and saw Natalie Portman talking with some people. She was dressed up as Red Riding Hood. Since the place is full of people, I can hardly breathe, so I looked up. Then I saw the building across the area where I was standing. It’s the auditorium in my high school campus, then the realization hit me, we are part of a musical play that’s about to start in a few minutes.

Since I knew Song will be playing the role of Alice, I instantly knew we have a scene together, although I’m not sure what, and I don’t know any lines. I asked her that we go inside and talk to the director. We were instantly inside the auditorium. The place was a little gloomy, and there was a big audience waiting for the play to start. The director, who turns out to be a lady, told us that we are no longer part of the play, and that we should just watch it instead. I was looking rather calm compared to Song who looked a little disappointed. She told me that we should sit in the front row for a good view of the musical. Then we quickly walked towards the first few seats.

The lights dimmed, and the big red curtains separated to give us a view of the interior of a castle, possibly the main hall where a ball was being held. Five guards wearing blue royal uniforms started singing and some of them started dancing. I suddenly noticed something, one of the actors was familiar, then I realized it was my orgmate Harvey.

My jaw dropped and I just stared at him while my brows meet looking a little confused and surprised at the same time. It was the first time I heard him sing and dance.

Level Down Finals

October 27, 2012

Different students with their school bags wearing shirt and jeans were walking across a brightly lit hallway. We are in a hotel. Everything looks classy and sophisticated — except for our outfits. We will be having our final exam in a course with the code 21.

“We have to finish this within 6 hours,” says Nix, an orgmate of mine. There are no other people around, just us students who are now instantly holding an exam paper. It is a one-page questionnaire, and yet we need a couple of hours to finish it, in a hotel. We started answering them while we were Indian-seated in the hallways. The walls were gleaming with the bright light, I assumed it was pre-evening already. I suddenly got up and approached Nix to ask her if it’s okay that we go back to their house. She nodded and after a couple of steps, we are instantly in their house.

We headed to her room and decided to answer the next few questions in the exam paper. After writing a couple of paragraphs, we took a nap. The next thing I knew was Nix was waking me up, “Wake up! We have to go back to the hotel, we only got about 2 hours left!” I got up quickly and in flash we are instantly back in the hotel lobby. Still, no other people are there, just the students taking the final exam. Nix left to approach a guy waving at her, it was her blocmate. While she struts away from the lobby, another guy approached me — it was our proctor. He was wearing black-framed glasses but I didn’t recognize his face.

“Less than 2 hours left and you’re not even half finished,” he says as he examines my exam paper. I slouched down while sitting on the floor and scribbled a few more paragraphs. I was about to cry having the thought that I might not finish the final exam on time. I decided to look for Nix instead and ask for her help. I went to the elevator, but I didn’t know exactly where she is so I pushed a couple of random buttons. After more than 10 floors, I finally saw her, she was sitting in a hallway in the far right of the floor. When she saw me, she said, “Quick, we only have a couple of minutes left!”