Tuesday, July 11, 2006

+ The one with the party at Harbor Square +

I haven't dreamt in a while so I might miss out some details...

I remember talking to a fellow PodCentral member (PodCentral is an online forum abour iPods) and he mentioned that there was a basketball game where the playes will be PodCentral members, I told him I wanted to go but might have dinner with some of the other members at Harbor Sqaure in CCP. He then tells me that the game was in the area too, which was why the dinner at Harbor Square was set up in the first place.

So I ended up going to the party. I remember watching some DVDs in a room that looked like my parent's old room, before it was renovated. It wasn't even a DVD player I was tinkering with but an ancient betamax.

I was at the party with Migs but for some reason, there was tension between us, as if we were in a middle of a fight. Then these group of girls who looked lke cheap prostitutes entered the room to start the party. One was attempting to DJ while another was hosting, very poorly at that. Her English was broken and her pronunciation horrible. Next thing I know, Migs is outside talking to one of the hoes. I end up sitting in the couch talking to Sarah, (friend I made during my real life Philippine Idol audition) and making fun of the girls in an effort to make myself feel a little better.

I saw Migs talking to the hooker outside and I thought to myself, "Hey, 2 can play that game you know." Apparently, I was invited to the party by Ashton Kucther, who was flirting heavily with me. So I decided to flirt back. I saw him across the room, approached him and saw Demi Moore arrive. I said "hi" but there was no reaction so I just figured she didn't hear me. I went closer and said "hi" again, this time squeezing her arm lightly. Still, no reaction. Disappointed (and quite embarrassed cos Ashton was just there) I want to the bathroom instead.

While inside, I could overhear the conversation between Demi and Ashton. It went something like this:
Ashton (to Demi); Hi.
Demi: Hi, Are you mad at her? (pertaining to me)
Ashton: No, why would you think that?
Demi: I don't know, I thought you were mad at her so I ignored her.

In the bathroom, I was upset. Not because Demi was there and I could no longer flirt with Ashton but more because there was nothing else to do since Migs left me at the party for that hooker and I couldn't get back at him now, since there was no one to flirt with.

I was looking at my reflection in the mirror and realized that my plaid-hanky hemmed skirt was inside out. Mortified, I tried to fix my skirt.

And then, I just remember that I left the party, including Migs, and wondered how he would react knowing that I ditched him at the party.

trina# 5:11 PM

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"Curiouser and curiouser!" cried Alice (she was so much surprised, that for the moment she quite forgot how to speak good English). "Now I'm opening out like the largest telescope that ever was! Good-bye, feet!" (for when she looked down at her feet they seemed to be almost out of sight, they were getting so far off). "Oh, my poor little feet, I wonder who will put on your shoes and stockings for you now, dears? I'm sure I shan't be able! I shall be a great deal too far off to trouble myself about you: you must manage the best way you can—but I must be kind to them," thought Alice, "or perhaps they won't walk the way I want to go! Let me see. I'll give them a new pair of boots every Christmas." And she went on planning to herself how she would manage it. "They must go by the carrier," she thought; and how funny it'll seem, sending presents to one's own feet! And how odd the directions will look! "Alice's Right Foot, Esq., Hearthrug, near the Fender. (with Alice's love)" Oh dear! What nonsense I'm talking!"

--- "Alice in Wonderland"
by Lewis Carroll
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Trina, 24
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I've had strange dreams. But what people found stranger was my ability to remember every single detail. I dream in color. They usually don't make much sense though. *******************************

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Tuesday, July 11, 2006

+ The one with the party at Harbor Square +

I haven't dreamt in a while so I might miss out some details...

I remember talking to a fellow PodCentral member (PodCentral is an online forum abour iPods) and he mentioned that there was a basketball game where the playes will be PodCentral members, I told him I wanted to go but might have dinner with some of the other members at Harbor Sqaure in CCP. He then tells me that the game was in the area too, which was why the dinner at Harbor Square was set up in the first place.

So I ended up going to the party. I remember watching some DVDs in a room that looked like my parent's old room, before it was renovated. It wasn't even a DVD player I was tinkering with but an ancient betamax.

I was at the party with Migs but for some reason, there was tension between us, as if we were in a middle of a fight. Then these group of girls who looked lke cheap prostitutes entered the room to start the party. One was attempting to DJ while another was hosting, very poorly at that. Her English was broken and her pronunciation horrible. Next thing I know, Migs is outside talking to one of the hoes. I end up sitting in the couch talking to Sarah, (friend I made during my real life Philippine Idol audition) and making fun of the girls in an effort to make myself feel a little better.

I saw Migs talking to the hooker outside and I thought to myself, "Hey, 2 can play that game you know." Apparently, I was invited to the party by Ashton Kucther, who was flirting heavily with me. So I decided to flirt back. I saw him across the room, approached him and saw Demi Moore arrive. I said "hi" but there was no reaction so I just figured she didn't hear me. I went closer and said "hi" again, this time squeezing her arm lightly. Still, no reaction. Disappointed (and quite embarrassed cos Ashton was just there) I want to the bathroom instead.

While inside, I could overhear the conversation between Demi and Ashton. It went something like this:
Ashton (to Demi); Hi.
Demi: Hi, Are you mad at her? (pertaining to me)
Ashton: No, why would you think that?
Demi: I don't know, I thought you were mad at her so I ignored her.

In the bathroom, I was upset. Not because Demi was there and I could no longer flirt with Ashton but more because there was nothing else to do since Migs left me at the party for that hooker and I couldn't get back at him now, since there was no one to flirt with.

I was looking at my reflection in the mirror and realized that my plaid-hanky hemmed skirt was inside out. Mortified, I tried to fix my skirt.

And then, I just remember that I left the party, including Migs, and wondered how he would react knowing that I ditched him at the party.

trina# 5:11 PM

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