Time check: 10:07am. Last day of my bakasyon grande and will be back to the cage tomorrow.
Woke up Dad about 4 in the morning because I dreamt of Christina and got scared. You pretty much know which bed I woke up from, from there, right? (Parents').The last time I dreamt of Christina, thangs was there too and soon she died in real life. Pero since iba yung dream ko last night, I'm hoping iba yung effect.
In the dream, we were in a car. Chris, injan and I were sitting at the back seat, then a few hs classmates were in front. Injan was talking with Chris in the dream clueless that she's already dead. I was aware about that in the dream but thought that it was impolite to speak about it, so I waited until Chris get down the car to tell injan...
I don't why I keep on dreaming about Chris. Mukhang hindi naman sya nananakot but she seemed to be trying to say something. Her hair was long in the dream. The same length she use to keep it back in high school but she looked tired and pale. I've never really saw her tired and pale back when she was alive. Christina was an effortlessly pretty lady as I remember.
When I woke up Dad last night... I saw it again... I saw him changing. Stroke had taken a lot from him. Before stroke, aside from his white(but thick and not balding) hair, he had nice skin that one time at the grocery, some hipster dude told Dad, "ayos yang buhok mo pre ah," the guy thought Dad's hair was bleached(it was natural).
But Dad looks so old now and his skin is loose. He's a lot slower when he walks and gets sickly most of the time. He used to be highly tolerant with the cold and would rarely need a jacket. Now, he's always wearing jacket.
Dati sabi ni papa pangarap nya daw magka apo. Ngayon may apo na sya Kay kuya.. Sana naman hintayin nya pa yung saken...
Marami talaga akong pangarap at importante sakin yun. Sakali mang Hindi ko matupad yun ngayong taon, OK lang saken. Basta ng gusto ko lang, kumpleto parin kaming pamilya. Sana ipahiram pa sila ni God sakin. Sana ipahiram pa ko ni God sa kanila...
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Written by cinderellaareus at 10:32 AM.