Suspicions...FAIL!

If it's too good to be true, then it must be a dream! That's the first thought that came into my mind when I suddenly awoke earlier, sweatin' like a pig!

I was in some resthouse on a cliff, overooking the sea. I believe that the resthouse was somewhere in Laguna or Batangas. A lot of people were also there in my dream. Members from my different groups of friends were there, so that shows how big the house was. Just like my friend Jad's house in Punta Fuego[though I'm sure that it wasn't his house in my dream].

The close friends that I recalled who were there were TJ, my elder brother, some office people like my li'l supervisor Rita, some high school friends like Kiko and Mesh, and a whole lot more. Plus, there were some "new" friends too, and I can't fuckin' recall where I met 'em in my dream.

All I could remember was that there were a bunch of black guys, this half-white, half-Filipino guy[who was also a rich motherfuck], and his cute girlfriend.

The cherry on top of the people present was none other than my number 1 showbiz crush, Ms. Rhian Ramos. Yes, Ms. Rhian Denise Ramos Howell, the Welsh-Filipina who's my future wife[NOT!].

For some strange reason, Rhian came into my dream together with the black dudes. She was feisty and arrogant at first. But I don't know what I did because we ended up takin' pictures, cuddling, smacking and the like. All I could say is that it was sooooo real!! We even ended up planning to go clubbin' with other local showbiz peeps. Namely Dingdong Dantes and Marian Rivera[who are sweethearts in real life].

Now after takin' lots of pics[which I was plannin' on immediately postin' on Facebook], I suddenly stepped on somethin' wet and squishy. It turned out to be some stuff from the black dudes' SUV. They actually rammed somebody and they went over the cliff, into the sea. But for some strange reason, the SUV still started, which shouldn't be the case because our car was washed up in floodwater and it couldn't start 'till some mechanic my dad hired came over.

Now the creepy thing was that the person they rammed was moaning and groaning underneath the SUV, lying on a large piece of carton. His body was severed and the black folks were just icing up the bloody ends of his separated body. Now that scene alone there should have told me that it was all a dream because I know it's a dream when somethin' weird's happening.

But I just played along and went inside the house to ask my elder bro what he thought about me and Rhian bein' friends[he too has a big crush on Rhian].

He just said, "Masyado na tayong matanda para tropahin si Rhian"["We're a li'l too old to be hangin' out with someone of Rhian's age"].

I just told him that it was cool, and that Rhian is wise beyond her years and would fit in just perfectly with us. Just as I was explaining all this, I suddenly awoke in a hot sweat. I was literally sayin' "What the fuck?! Shit!" That's when the first sentence of this post suddenly dawned on me. Too bad. You win some, you lose some.