Tuesday, May 29, 2012
Monday, May 14, 2012
Wednesday, May 9, 2012
New Phone
Finally, my Sun Cellular postpaid plan application was approved. It took 1 month before it was approved. On top of it, if I didn't go to their office, I won't know that my application was approved. That's fine, as long as I have my new phone now - Samsung Galaxy Y.
The a1 Dream
And so I have this weird dream again. Well, not so weird. I dreamt about a1. In my dream, I know that a1 is here in Cebu. I went in some place which I don't know where exactly it is in Cebu. All I know, a1 is there and I'm right. I saw Mark, Ben and Christian. I'm wondering that they're out there without any guards. So I approached them and they said that they're on their way to the hotel. I joined them. I was amazed that we rode a tricycle and guess who's the driver. It's Ben. So he knows how to drive a tricycle. I was on the backseat and they are actually having a conversation with me. That's just the four of us. Then we arrived. I forgot the exact name of the hotel, but what I remembered, it's Sun Days or Sun's Day. I know that there's a Sun and a Day in the name. I remembered my friends - the admins of Cebu Loves A1 facebook page. I texted one of them and she actually called me. I informed her where I was and I'm with the band and I can't talk to her right now because this seems to be confidential. I just found out that there were some fans expecting them there. My best friend and his family are actually there (the Ortegas). They just arrived from Japan. They were able to have some photo ops with them. I'm the one who actually the photos. Then, the a1 lads were giving some souvenir or memorabilia items to their fans. I was surprised that my high school friend Gladys was there. She's an avid fan of a1 as well and it's because of her that's why I'm an a1 fan as well. I also participated in giving those things to the fans and in back of my mind, I want to get some for me *evil laugh*. When the event was finished, I told myself that this is my chance to have a picture of me and a1. I approached Mark first. I said, "Hey, Mark!" and I informed everyone "This is my idol". Mark replied "I don't care". I'm not sure if he's pertaining to me. He's tired that time and he was speaking with somebody else and he's not looking at me when he said that so I would assume that it's not for me. And there we go. I finally got a picture of me and my idol Mark Read. And then, the worst part of the dream. I woke up. I checked my phone with high hopes that the picture is there and I realized, oh, I was dreaming.
Why do you always wake up if you're on the best part of your dream?!
Wednesday, May 2, 2012
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