Tuesday, January 16, 2007
+ The one with the CCP theater in New Manila +
I dreamt that I was dressing up and getting ready to leave the house. My boyfriend Miguel and his mom were on their way to pick me up so that we could go to CCP to watch a play.
When we get in the car, I remember I was in a bad mood and Miguel was talking to me about something random. I was being really moody about and I think gave Migs the evil eye when he tried to pacify me by saying something sweet in baby talk.
Apparently, the mom saw me get infuriated with the gesture and got mad at me. So, there I was sitting in the car, being scolded by my boyfriend's mom. She was going on about how there are scientific studies about baby talk and that people who don't baby talk or at least appreciate baby talk are people who are hardened and
emotionally unbalanced since these people are supposed to have so many unresolved issues.
I try to reason out and say that my mom refused to baby talk to us as kids, believing that at some point, we ought to be treated as adults and that all that gibberish talk wouldn't really help in the development.
Anyway, she still kept scolding me and insisting that I had issues until we reached CCP, which turned out to be a 5 minute ride from my house since CCP was in Hemady now, near New Manila.
As we were making our way inside the theater, she still kept probing me about my issues until I finally cried and told her my family problems. I ended up telling her about (real life) family problems and just as she was starting to understand me and feel this special bond with me, the house lights dim and the show starts. Last thing I remember was that it wasn't really a play, but more like a fashion show of "jungle" clothing.
trina# 6:32 PM
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Tuesday, January 16, 2007
+ The one with the CCP theater in New Manila +
I dreamt that I was dressing up and getting ready to leave the house. My boyfriend Miguel and his mom were on their way to pick me up so that we could go to CCP to watch a play.
When we get in the car, I remember I was in a bad mood and Miguel was talking to me about something random. I was being really moody about and I think gave Migs the evil eye when he tried to pacify me by saying something sweet in baby talk.
Apparently, the mom saw me get infuriated with the gesture and got mad at me. So, there I was sitting in the car, being scolded by my boyfriend's mom. She was going on about how there are scientific studies about baby talk and that people who don't baby talk or at least appreciate baby talk are people who are hardened and
emotionally unbalanced since these people are supposed to have so many unresolved issues.
I try to reason out and say that my mom refused to baby talk to us as kids, believing that at some point, we ought to be treated as adults and that all that gibberish talk wouldn't really help in the development.
Anyway, she still kept scolding me and insisting that I had issues until we reached CCP, which turned out to be a 5 minute ride from my house since CCP was in Hemady now, near New Manila.
As we were making our way inside the theater, she still kept probing me about my issues until I finally cried and told her my family problems. I ended up telling her about (real life) family problems and just as she was starting to understand me and feel this special bond with me, the house lights dim and the show starts. Last thing I remember was that it wasn't really a play, but more like a fashion show of "jungle" clothing.
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