wow. it has been ages since i wrote my last post. i know i should spend more time on this blog, but believe me, i have been REALLY busy (no exaggeration at all). however, i want to start this blog by thanking all of you bloggers out there who have been following this blog since it was first started. this site is our baby and even though it is far from perfect, you guys have spent your precious time to read our thoughts and complaints about life merci, merci, merci.
i am soon going to be leaving for an exotic place far, far away from my hometown. it is full of exciting places and people, not to mention the food! the food is just to-die-for! this mysterious place is not really mysterious for my friends here, but i want it to be that way for you guys. i would post pictures about the place in my next posts and i hope you would guess where i was going to. i don’t actually like to leave home, of course. leaving home is like leaving yourself and searching for a new identity. you feel somewhat lost in the new place, and you have to adjust real hard to be able to adapt. it was like leaving ames all over again and whenever i’m going to leave a place to a new one, i always let myself get lost in a flashback of the memories i got from that place.
chinese new year. valentine’s day. and everything in between. i could remember the big days and everything else was a blur. however, that blurry vision was the vivid one of them all. it was a dream that i had post-valentine’s. is it the effect of valentine’s? it might as well be, who knows. so, one morning, i woke up at 06.45am when my alarm blurted out harshly. i silenced it immediately. tick, tock, tick, tock. i couldn’t fall back asleep, but i also couldn’t move my body to get ready to work either. soon, i realized that i was sick. my head felt heavy, and it felt like the whole room was circling around even though i asked it to stop. i touched my head and felt the burn. great, i have fever. decided not to go to work for today, i strained to go back to sleep so i could get some rest. even though it wasn’t easy, my eyes got slurry and i was thrown back to dreamland complete with its puffy clouds.
i was in a car, and i think it was a green chevy impala, or maybe something else in that class. i wasn’t really sure whose it is nor where the destination is. i regained my consciousness after falling asleep in the passenger’s seat. how surprised i was to realize who’s behind the steering wheel when i turned my head to the left! it was D. i thought i was dreaming, so i asked him, “who are you?” he looked at me and asked back, “oh, you’re awake? did you sleep well?” okay, i have no idea if this is a dream or not, but it seems legit. i mean, he talks, right? i told him i slept well and was wondering where we were going. chicago, illinois. i cringed a little at the answer because i don’t know how many times i have been to chicago but it gets really really old. he must have seen my expression from the corner of his eyes cause he asked, “do you change your mind now? i mean, we can always go home, if you want.” i said i was fine. right at that point, i wasn’t even sure i know what mind i had. what is this? why am i in this situation? i tried to relax and listen to the songs that’s being played through his ipod. i jogged my head trying to seep the rhythm in for what seems to be 10 minutes. and then, i was really curious what kind of mind i had before, that i let out a little confusion in my face. yes, i am the type of person who needs to be in control in what i do or think, so the thought that i didn’t remember my own thinking just bugs the hell out of me. in a matter of seconds, he asked me why the confused face. i uttered my confusion to him and he looked at me for three seconds without saying anything. then the bomb drops. “you totally forgot that you ran from home and your parents? we decided that we would try chicago and then if we don’t like it, maybe boston or something else. you don’t remember any of this?” my heart raced and my eyes dilated. i’m running away from home? i’m running away with him? did he ask to marry me? what the hell? why don’t i remember anything? where’s my stupid brain when i need it?! “we need to stop at the gas station. the car’s running low.” i was still preoccupied with my thoughts so i only nodded in agreement. after 1.5 miles, we found a chevron and decided to refuel there. he went out of the car and pumped in the gas bracing the cold of december. i admit, it was pretty chilly that day. he shivered a little and i gave a little smile at him through the window. “i’m getting coffee, do you want anything?” i said no, and he started to walk towards the store. since he’s out of sight, i tried hard to concentrate and gather my thoughts of what has happened in the past few weeks. i thought i was never going to meet him again? why am i running away from home with him now??! before i could gather anything, i saw him walking out of the store. and then i saw he’s actually walking with another guy and they were talking like good friends. i couldn’t really see his face so i frowned and focused my retina at the target. my sight was too bad and with all the fog in the area, i couldn’t identify this other person.
“yo, what’s up? mind if i hitch with you guys?”
i was shocked beyond heaven for the second time today.
it’s no other than GD.
yes, GD as in G-Dragon from bigbang.
my eyes flickered really fast and sweats were coming down my entire face. that was a really, really, really, really, really strange dream, i thought. D and GD? lol. i would never ever expect them to be in one scene. i don’t even think D ever heard of GD, i’m sure. that dream then led to more countless flashbacks. bittersweet