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I survived 14 hours of hunger strike yesterday. I’m f*ckin’ awesome!

— 9 months ago
#weak 
Nightmare

I had the one of the most disturbing nightmares 2days ago. By the way, I’ve been living here in Singapore for more than a year, so probably it was me being homesick might have triggered it, or not.

Anyway, the scene was, I was back in the Philippines to take a vacation, but since I’m unemployed I was asking my parents if I can stay home a little bit longer, and my sister was backing me up with that, like always, but my parents told me they’d think about it.

During that time I was so excited to go out and hang out with friends again. At that time I was waiting for my friend to pick me up from our small house (even smaller than this flat that in living in right now) to watch a movie, if I’m not wrong he wants us to see Man of Steel, which in real life he invited me twice, but I declined, ‘cause I’m not a Superman fan.

I was watching T.V. with the rest of the family, chatting with my sister while playing with my infant nephew (11 years old in real life) while waiting for my friend to come and pick me up. And then, all of a sudden, one lady came out of the kitchen, which I thought was a new maid (She actually resembled the maid we had years ago, but this one looked creepy). Suddenly my parents fell silent, I was thinking they don’t want to wake up my sleeping nephew, until my dad told my sister to go into the room with the mysterious lady. When they went inside the room, they closed the door. Silence.

*at this point of time, I dont want to continue with the story..…but here we go.

And the silence continued, none of my parents was talking, my nephew was still sleeping, I’m still waiting for my friend to come, and still no sound coming out of the room where my sister and the woman was in, so asked my parents what were they doing inside the room, my room. The answer I got makes no sense, but it scared the shit out of me, big time! After I asked my parents that, they looked at me, and then they looked at each other, as if trying to decide which of them should answer my question. Suddenly my dad opened his mouth and told me that my sister was sick and they don’t know what to do anymore. Seconds later, I heard a sound of a chainsaw, I was shocked, I don’t know how react. My dad did not mentioned to me was going to happen inside, but by the sound of the chainsaw, I knew right away that the plan was to kill her. I was trying to convince my parents, especially my dad that there is a cure for whatever kind of illness my sister was suffering from. My parents looked sad, but they looked ready. Apparently, the only reason why my dad came home with me, was to pursue with the plan that we (me and my other sister, which in my dream was out with friends too) knew nothing about.

I was desperately looking for my phone, I wanted to call my other sister, but I couldn’t find it. I wanted to save my dying sister, I want to help her with find the cure, but I was too stunned to move, all I can do was to hope and pray that they’d stop the madness, and not pursue with the plan.

Few minutes later, the noise was gone. I was waiting for the door to open. And when it did, the woman came out of the room, said goodbye to my parents, and my parents thanked her with sadness in their eyes. The woman walked out of the house carrying a clear garbage bag full of what-I-assumed chopped body parts. But I can’t see clearly what was inside the bag because it was all covered with blood. 

Still not convinced that the woman killed my sister. I got up from the couch, walked slowly into my room, hoping that my sister was still inside cleaning up the mess. But when I came into my room, my sister was not there, but there were blood everywhere, on the floor, the closet, the light switch. The woman already cleaned up the “mess”, and left me to clean up what was left of it. Finally, it already sinked in, I don’t have a sister anymore. I cried so hard, looking around the room was too painful to bear, I wanted to run away from the slaughter house I was standing in. I was crying but no tears was coming out of my eyes. I was so mad at myself thinking why there are no tears coming out of my eyes. I was kicking the closet because of pain, anger and the disbelief that I lost a sister for a stupid reason.

Finally, I woke up from that nightmare, I felt relieved that it was just a dream. I was still very sleepy, but too scared to go back to sleep, until I realized that I had an interview that evening, and that the chainsaw sound was coming from the apartment that was being renovated near our flat.

I have no idea what that dream meant, I’m not that superstitious anyway. But this dream was worse than the dream I had before, the dream of being chased by Psycho Pinocchio.

photo by: Joshua Hoffine http://www.joshuahoffine.com/

— 9 months ago
#nightmare  #story 
"She’s complicated, like the Da Vinci Code, except harder to crack."
Darald, Forgetting Sarah Marshall  (2008)
— 9 months ago
#Darald  #Forgetting Sarah Marshall  #2008 
Here I go again..

uhh, ok, so this is probably my 5th blog.. if im not wrong. I wanted to continue using my 3rd blog for this, but cleaning the old blog would take more time than creating a new one. Besides, I made those blogs ‘cause I was bored. Apparently, I’m still bored now - being unemployed and all. But I will make sure every post is worth reading (let’s hope that), unlike the previous ones.

Anyway, here is what you can expect to see in this blog:

  • Rants
  • Raves
  • My Dreams
  • My Stories
  • My Life
  • Whatever comes into my mind

Enjoy!

 

*If you find this blog boring, close this window now, I don’t want to waste your precious time reading whatever shit I have in here. g’day! 

 

— 9 months ago