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?!

Dreamy Dreams

The other night I had a dream.. Boyce Avenue is having a concert again here in the country. And since the admin of the Boyce Avenue Street Team Philippines is my friend, I was given a chance to meet and greet them. I remembered that I also dreamt that they will come back August this year. Hmmm.. Maybe this is the continuation of that dream. But wait, there's more. Last night I dreamt about another concert. There were three bands as far as I can remember. I'm not sure if Boyce Avenue is one of them, but I'm sure that The Script is. Actually The Script will have a concert in the Philippines next month. Too bad, it will be held somewhere in Manila. I'm not a big fan of The Script but I like their songs and it will be worth the while to watch them sing live.


I have another weird dream last night. I'm going to the beach. I'm with my boarding house friends. My best friend's brother was there as well. He was lying in the mud. I thought we were in the beach. I know we are. I forgot what happened next. Lols. Maybe it's a reminder of Kuya's arrival next month.


I have two more dreams to share. All happened last night. We're at the beach again. My two high school best friends are there, DJ and DM. I'm with DM and we were walking when we saw DJ with 2 guys. One is familiar looking, oh, that's EM. Why is he there? He is the last person that I want to be in my dreams. Lols. He's DJ's BF and the father of her child. But I heard DJ calling somebody "Beb".. and it's not EM. I can't remember the face of that guy but I know I knew him. It's just funny, that all the guys in that dream are all involved with DJ..


And the last dream. It's like an action movie. Well, most of my dreams are action-packed. It's like a good versus evil scene. I can't remember the exact details, but I tried to save a girl from gunshots and we hid under the bridge. What's up with the bridge? There were lots of gunshots everywhere, one wrong move and I'm done. Somebody took the girl from me, and he was also trying to save her. We're about to escape but I took the opposite direction. It's just me, alone, running and dodging the bullets. It was a success.. the great escape.

Dream Late

I was sleeping.. with the background music of Kris Allen, Boyce Avenue and Lee DeWyze. Then I was dreaming. I'm in a concert. It reminded me the Cebu Musicfest last February, but this time it's only Kris Allen. Then I woke up. It's almost 10. I'm almost late. And yes, I got late. Oh man.. First day of the week and I'm late again.

Work related.. I'll just wait for some updates. I want to stop taking calls. But still, this graveyard shift will still kill me. Gotta sleep now.. with the same background music.. Let's see if I will still get late.

Kris visited my Dreamland

September 27, 2009

I had a dream. Kris Allen went in our place for a concert I guess. He even stopped by our house. And me, a big fan of him, did not slip the chance to have his autograph. I actually crammed for my journal just to get his precious signature.

I could still remember, I've been singing Kris Allen's song that day and his new single "Livin' like we're dying". His new single is great and I'm still looking for an MP3 of that song that I can download. I hope that he would have a concert here in the Philippines someday, like David Cook and David Archuleta did.