odd dream

a couple of nights ago, i had this odd dream. i was in a race and a part of it was through a mall. so there were these escalators and stairs and a maze of hallways that went all over this mall. it reminded me of Glorietta in Makati, which is a maze in a crazy layout. but yeah we were running through there and when we got out there were absolutely no signs as to where to go. so we just started running all over the city... and i'm not even sure what city. totally weird, but then the scene switched.

then somehow, this person from my past wandered into my dream. "what are you doing here?" "i don't know. it's your dream." :) it was a total surreal experience... but it was a dream. i wonder how she's doing though. i haven't seen this person since her wedding. she looked amazing. that was a long while ago. when my dad passed away, she called my mom but she didn't leave her info. but she did tell my mom that she got divorced. her ex-husband's name was Jade. i never met him prior to their wedding. it was weird why we never hooked up. i was going to write her name, but i'd be way embarrassed if she found this by googling her name and this blog came out. for now, i'll just use LM. we knew each other since elementary school. but i don't think we got close until middle and high school. we were in band together and a whole bunch of "smart" classes together.

then there was the DRAMA. in high school, my girlfriend, Jennifer and her boyfriend, Roberto, cheated on both of us with each other. gadz, i don't think i've ever told anyone this. not really worth mentioning, i guess. but DRAMA! that was my first foray into being HURT! and needless to say LM was hurt as well. we eventually got through that experience.

it was just weird that she'd just pop up in a dream. i wonder what that means...

speaking of reliving old memories, this morning at church, a flood of them came back. i know that i shouldn't have, but as people spoke at the podium, my past of living in Marina just popped up. one moment was when i was a freshman in high school. i mentioned that i was a band geek. but, we just finished marching in a major competition in pacific grove, and we felt that all the hard work that we put in would pay off with a trophy. this was truly the best we ever sounded and marched. the seniors really wanted this! at the awards ceremony, we didn't even place. then i all the seniors and juniors started hella crying. wow, they take their marching serious! i was hella sad for them. and then, Monterey High, our rivals won 3rd place and as their bus pulled away, a couple of them shouted at us, "LOSERS!" i remember a couple of our seniors, chased after the the bus. a couple of us wondered if whether it was because our band director was black was a reason why we didn't win. we were kids who didn't know any better though... except that there was no other directors "of color" whom was in the competition. of course, Mr. Michael Moss, always took the high road. but it hurt that no matter how hard we worked, we still didn't feel like we were good enough.

other memories that came back was one night when me and LM shared a "moment" across the street at our middle school one night when we just walked and talked about stuff. nothing NASTY or bad cuz Hello? i was in church as these memories came back to me. it was bad enough to not concentrate on the what i was there to do. but maybe it's some sort of sign.

anyways, on to making more awesome memories... have a great night!