I was in my room with someone I couldn’t remember. I don’t even know if it was a guy or a girl. And then, all of a sudden, people started streaming inside my room. I clearly saw Jerry Maestas as one of them and he brought with him some fairy lights and the next thing I know, we were shooting like Brandon Woelfel already. We were having a blast after doing stuffs and Hot2Touch was playing in the background when a frog jumped inside my room from the window. Tell me how for my room is on the second floor. But anyway, the people in my room started to panic because the frog was frantic. It was hopping everywhere. I don’t know why suddenly there was a chair in my room but I was standing on it when I felt the room shaking. It was a really strong earthquake. Everyone started freaking out because the earthquake was also taking so long. And then it stopped. We rushed out of the room and found ourselves in a beach. Weird. Anyway, the earthquake felt so real that I woke up with a pounding heart. I’m actually not sure if the earthquake in the dream is the reason for it or if I was having another little panic attack.
After typing about the dream in my notes, I fell asleep again. And when I started dreaming again I found myself in the church. I remember seeing my Thai Novice crush. Mehehe. In my dream, I fell asleep in the church (Haha! Ang takaw sa tulog! Kahit sa panaginip natutulog.) I panicked when I woke up because in the dream, two hours had already passed. And then I saw myself somewhere I seriously do not recognize. Everything was made of metal. It was dark and it was hot. Like there was no air inside. Someone approached me out of nowhere and gave me a parcel. Said it was from the mail. I opened it and saw various stuffs I cannot remember now, but I saw that it was from a College friend of mine who already lives in New York (in the dream). My address was different too. I just wish I can remember my new address in the dream.
And then I was in the church again (a different church though) and I saw another College friend. We talked I think and when we parted ways someone was following me. It was a man and his left hand was missing. It was cut up to his elbow. And he looked really gross (I think I should stop watching The Walking Dead). I ran and I ran but he kept on following me. When he reached me I just fought so hard that I eventually knocked him over. Badass moment I probably wouldn’t be able to do in real life. Anyway, I ran again to find a safe place and found myself back in the metal house or building or something. I saw my cousin and she started yelling at me how there’s no forever. Lol! She was like “ATE! WALANG POREBEEER!”
And then I sat down on a metal chair, it was a queue to the rest room, and I asked the person beside me about the meaning of “existentialism”. As he was about to whip out his phone to look at the meaning of it, I finally really woke up.
Written on the morning of September 17.
Kahit ako shookt dun sa existentialism question ko. San nanggaling yon? Haha. Mahaba pa talaga yung panaginip ko pero andami ng nawalang details. The more I try to remember, the more it started fading away.
Today, I woke up to the news of the earthquake in Mexico. My heart goes to the people of Mexico. Sending you my prayers and love.
Edit: The guy in the dream who was with me during the earthquake thingy, Jerry Maestas, he posted last night that they legit experienced an earthquake a couple of days after my dream. They even caught it in camera. I am shookt! Did I just had a vision or some kind of prophecy?