from Jong Uichico, to my Grandfather

I always have vivid dreams but i tend to forget them as i wake up. Today, i made an extra effort to remember, and here are some bits and pieces of what was left from my dream.

I was in my highschool and i was surprised to have Jong Uichico as my prof for the day. I distinctly remember telling him "Sir, Idol ko kayo kasi coach ka ng SMB at saka ng DLSU (dati), kasu nga lang anak nyo naglalaro for ateneo" (no offense meant to all ateneans out there). It's just weird how even if my mind is in such subconscious sate, i still find ways to root for my favorite ballclubs. Not to mention that DLSU is up against FEU later this afternoon for the WIN! GO DLSU, ANIMO LASALLE! :)

to continue...i was still in school when for some strange reason,i saw my brother, grandma, and other relatives rushing out of a far-end classroom. My brother was recounting how they had this strange creepy cold feeling sweeping over them, and how the lights went out just like that. Subsequently, he received a phone call from the hospital informing him that my grandfather has just passed away at the exact same moment the lights went out. The weird thing is that my grandfather had already left us for more than three years already. Doesn't the most remote place in my brain know this type of info? Shouldn't it know this bit of info? speaking of weird dreams...

- Lady Voldemort (She who must not be named)