Test Drive

I dreamt we went to the car dealership because my younger brother and cousin (who were visiting us here) said they wanted to test drive the Subaru Impreza.

The car dealer looked like a sales lady from SM Mall. She clicked a code number onto a credit card that was attached on a concrete floor; then a part of that concrete floor raised and inside it was a secret underwater shelf - that's where she got the keys for the Subaru.

I went in the car, it was white, looked like a Dodge Charger with two black stripes outside but inside it looked like a Toyota Camry.

When it was time to test drive the car, the car became a red, bulky motorcycle. Yes, a bike. It was my younger brother's idea so I said I will try it out first but he wanted to go too so he sat on my lap. I couldn't see a thing.

Just when we were about to merge with traffic I panicked because aside from the fact I couldn't see a thing, I don't know where the gears/pedals were - it was actually attached on the front wheel - being a short lady, I was having a hard time reaching the pedals so we almost crashed and we stopped. I yelled at my brother to leave and let me try to test drive alone. He did.

The left pedal was the break and the right pedal was the gas. I was finally moving - like a scooter. Haha! My speed was probably 10mph the whole time, I was able to pass by the Guam Chamorro Village rotonda, then onto some 12" wide bridges on top of abandoned buildings, then to a scary Indian village beside an abandoned museum looking building. I was beginning to feel scared when finally I was able to find my way back to the dealership - where I was welcomed by a violent Ton Ton Gutierrez holding a steel pipe. He was shouting about a marriage that took place against his will.

I passed by the comotion and parked. Got off the bike and said:

"No, I don't like your Subaru Imprezza."

:P

Prayers for Your Soul

A friend just died. Cancer.

She's just as young as me.

I have no idea what to say to her best friends or her family. I am sure no words could ever console them of such a sudden passing.

I feel like crying yet we were not that close, what more for those who were? I remember you winning a landslide victory over me on the "Secretary" position for the whole junior class. Then again, I remember you winning for the "Muse" position, again over me. Until now I have no idea why an introvert like me have been nominated to run against the fun, beautiful, social butterfly like you. It was quite a flattering experience.

I remember our little chats along the high school grounds. They're usually about you teasing me about a guy. I even remember you buttering up this certain guy, who 12 years later became my husband.

My heart is saying a prayer for you, my friend. They say those who die go to a better place. It helps a little to know that your pain is gone and you are now smiling with our Creator.

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I look out the window and see that it's a very gloomy day. Large dark clouds all over but a little sun is peeping; just enough so we know it is there. I dedicate this day to you.

One and a Half

I just realized that if I am a stay at home mom/wife, then that means I am a "full time mom/wife." I am with Baby 24/7.

I also realized that I am working at home, a few hours per day. Usually while Baby is sleeping. So that would be my "part time job."

Hmm, so that makes me 1 and a half of a person.

Maybe that's why I've forgotten how to relax.