High School Hang Out

[04-28-11]

I had another dream involving Ateneans. I wonder what is it about Ateneans that I'm always dreaming about them this past couple of days. Must be Ateneo month or somethin'.

Or the fact that they just love 420.

Anyway, the dream took place here at home. An unknown(or should I say unidentified because I can't recall who it was) Atenean was drinkin' with a bunch of my other Atenean friends. Now this particular unknown got expelled from school because of marijuana possession.

There goes that 420 connection again.

Pretty stupid on his part I should say. Very unbecoming of an Atrenean.

I was tellin' him how stupid he was when I awoke. It really seemed so real that I was looking for my former schoolmates even if they're really not there.






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Troublemaking Ateneans

[04-28-11]
This dream involved me and a group of Ateneans in a Greenhils restaurant. One of the Ateneans shouted obscenities or somethin' to another group of customers from a different table.

Trouble ensued of course. As expected, fists and plates were flyin' all around.

A li'l weed could have eased the tension.

In fact, the trouble was so big that it was all over the news!

When I got home, a friend from our subdivision told me about what happened, because he knows I am an alumni.

Virtually a gossip girl.

I just told him bluntly that I was there. That we were in fact the troublemakers.

If that happened in real life, we would be huge disgraces to the Ateneo.

An actual Atenean disgrace.

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The Specs

[04-25-11]

I have this pair of shades. A new pair I should say. My gf chose it for me, that’s why it’s extra special.

Special specs. Spec specs. Get it? IDC, I LOL’d!

Before I went home last (Black) Saturday, those shades were with me. But in this dream, my girlfriend Mica and some other woman were callin’ me up, hysterically tellin’ me that my shades were stolen.

His shades are way better stealing material.

On my end of the phone, I calmly and sleepily said that they shouldn’t worry, and that everything’s in good hands.

Then I slept again, not thinking that was just a prelude to consciousness

I’m still ridin’ my unicorn, dammit!

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The Local Cartel

If you think that drug cartels sprinkled with all-out violence and blood only operate in places like Mexico and Colombia, you're mistaken.

Like this, but Mexican. And drugs only!

They also operated here. In my dreams that is. They fuckin' operated here in the Philippines!

I could attest to that because I was one of 'em fuckin' drug couriers or somethin'. We were in this car and it was bein' driven so fast. I kinda' wanted to yell to the driver to slow it down, but I can't fuckin' scream! My eyes were just fixated on the road.



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The Cousin

My girlfriend has this cousin named Ycah. Ever since I met her, she had no boyfriend.

A nun she ain't

Now in my dream,I don't know why the fuck I was kissing her. But she cut short our lip-locking because she said she already has a boyfriend. She met him through this rock website or somethin'.

She said she liked her new boyfriend because he's hardcore and a chronic gambler. I was like, WTF? Then consciousness took over.



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