Evil Sister?:

I had the weirdest dream last night. Now that I think about it, it was actually quite freaky.

For some odd reason my parents felt the need to have another child. Yes...weird, I know. Anyway, since my mom is not capable of having kids any more they decided to adopt one. I guess it's true what everyone says that kids bring joy to families because for some odd reason, we were all excited about it(in my dream of course). My pops...my siblings...all the everyday stress we put each other through now, was put aside because of the idea of a new child being brought into our family. We were all sitting together at dinner discussing the situation and unbelievably, there was no arguing or yelling. That's rare in my family now a days. I remember my siblings and I working hard to clean the house and prepare for the arrival of my parents with our new brother/sister. When they finally arrived we were quite surprised. I guess we were all expecting my parents to adopt a baby. Instead, out of the car came a cute but really shy little girl who was probably around the age of 5 to 7, if I had to make a guess. I introduced myself to her and she responded...though quietly, and shook my hand. I remember feeling this coldness as I held her hand. I noticed something about her besides her shyness...a very mysterious aura seem to surround her. She wasn't scary or ugly, but for some reason, I had the chills(I'm getting them now just thinking about my dream). You ever watch those scary movies where there's a little girl who looks and acts so innocent but you know right away she's evil? Well, that's the feeling I got. I was scared of her...I admit.

As I looked at her, I noticed that she was holding something in her hand. They were pictures. I asked her if I could see them. At first she seemed reluctant to let me see them. However, she eventually handed them over to me with her eyes looking at the ground. She seemed embarass...or scared...I couldn't tell. What I saw in the pictures startled me. There were three pictures. One was of a cemetary...another was of a funeral at that same cemetary. The third picture scared me the most...it was the picture of casket. The scariest part of the picture was that the casket was open, but there was nobody inside. It was empty. Just as I was about to ask her where she got the pictures and why...

I WOKE UP(i know...what a tease)!! I had overslept a little so I rushed out of bed and got ready. As I drove to work, I couldn't stop recollecting the dream I just had. What could the dream mean? They say that our dreams are thoughts and feelings within our subconscious which only presents itself to the conscious through dreams. Some believe that dreams are sign of events to come(please God no...I'm scared already). Yet others say that dreams have no meaning or no significance other than something that happens when we sleep. I'm trying not to analyze it too much, but I have to admit...I'm spooked. Man, no more eating heavy before sleeping. =X

On a lighter and not so scary note, someone posted this youtube video on S2ki.com:



Pretty crazy to think that this may be the future of how we use computers. Although the technology is actually out there(just not yet in full use), it's amazing that a college student built this. Supposedly they say he goes to Cal Poly Pomona(my alma mater)...not sure if that's true or not, but if it is, this is definitely not one of the guys who use to copy all his work and homework like a certain blogger =X

firsts

It's fitting that my first post here comes after a week of firsts. Last week Sunday was my first MAJOR dance competition with Bmod. We competed at Fusion 2008 in San Diego. Although we did not place or anything like that, I can proudly say that our team danced with all our hearts on that stage and left it all on there. It was a privilege to share the stage with the likes of Team Millenia, Kaba Modern(yes, the same Kaba Modern from ABDC on MTV), CADC, GRV, PAC Modern, Choreo Cookies and numerous other awesome teams. It was definitely an exciting experience. Some pics:


One of the Fusion Staff drew us =)

Bmod after performing. Yes, we are like an army. =P

Here is a video of the performance courtesy of the Fusion crew(Thanks!):

I'm just glad I got to experience this in my last year dancing with Barkada Modern(or dancing period). That's a whole other blog...for now I'm just cherishing all that this year is bringing with this team.

Monday(April 14, 2008) brought another first. My very first Dodger game. When I was a kid, I use to be a hardcore Dodger fan. I use to collect the cards of all the players...use to follow them in the newspaper(back then there was no internet and, in my case, no cable)...I wanted to play baseball just because of the Dodgers. However, as I got older, I picked up other sports/hobbies such as basketball and skateboarding so I didn't follow the Dodgers, or baseball for that matter, as much. I think it was partially due to the fact my parents would never let me play little league that caused me to lose interest. I still rooted for the Dodgers whenever I did happen to see or read about them though...I was just no longer a hardcore fan. I never stopped wanting to watch a Dodger game live though. That was always a thing on my list of "things to do before I die." Everyone says watching a Dodger game on T.V. is no where as fun as watching it live. Plus, I had to try one of those Dodger Dogs that everyone raves about. Yes, I am a fatty. =P

Thanks to a friend, I was able to FINALLY watch a game...AND FOR FREE! Her dad got 4 tickets and a free parking pass from his work(I need to work there. haha!) so her, her bf, another friend, and I, went to watch the Dodgers play the Pirates. Although the game was a close one, with various lead changes, it was kind of boring. But the atmosphere of being there definitely made up for it. The cool breeze, the random yelling/screaming of fans, the unified chants of "Let's go Dodgers," doing the wave, and the 7th inning stretch all made for a very fun night. I can now see why baseball is the American past time. I would definitely jump on another chance to watch a Dodger game. The Dodger Dog, though wasn't the best hot dog I've eaten, was pretty tasty too. =)


View from our seats at Dodger Stadium


Thursday(April 17, 2008) brought yet another first. My first time eating at a Beverly Hills restaurant(or spending that much money on food for that matter =X). The location: Wolfgang Puck's "Cut" in the Beverly Wilshire Hotel.



The motive...to celebrate the birthday of my favorite Melissa in the whole world, Ms. Melissa Bernal. =) We had been all so busy preparing and practicing for Fusion that we didn't really have time to celebrate her birthday so we decided we would take her out to a fancy smancy restaurant. Fancy smancy indeed...I just about had a heart attack looking at the prices of the steaks. I was originally planning to just get an appetizer but I asked myself, "how often will I eat in a place like this." So i went for the gusto and ordered a steak. Not one of the REALLY EXPENSIVE ones, but it was definitely not cheap either. Let's put it this way...my steak was about over a week's worth of lunch. You only live once right? Indeed, but for the next few weeks, I'll be eating from the $0.99 menu's. I wish I had enough money to order some wine so I could really experience what the rich and wealthy eat and drink on a daily basis.

Looking around, I thought to myself that I don't think I could live this kind of lifestyle. It's just not me. It would be nice, but I think even if I was wealthy, I wouldn't be spending this kind of money on food unless it's a special occasion. But who knows, money changes people right? Anyway random sighting...we saw the world famous street fighter Kimbo Slice having dinner as well. I guess all those street fights got him so good money.


Well, there you have it, my first post here. Yeah, it's a little long, but then again, that's the reason I decided to start blogging again. With all that was happening recently, I felt a need to write about it. This past week of "firsts" definitely reminded me that there's still a lot of "firsts" I want to experience in my life. A lot of stuff I still want to cross off my "things to do before I die" list. Sometimes I get so consumed with trying to make ends meet or trying to "fix my life" that I forget about all the things life has to offer. Sometimes you need a reminder.

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