i died. my blond mom died (not my actual mom. this one has long wavy hair). we were suddenly in limbo. it's nothing like heaven. it was to dark to be hell. there wasn't enough fireworks, not enough lighting, no clouds and too much water works. it was like a big cave, complete with a deep dark body of water, which i can imagine as a home of ladies, temptresses, parang mermaid lang na nagaabang ng lalaking matatalisod at mapapakanila.
you get to have three lives. on the fourth death, you'll have to stay dead, unless you're willing to sell your soul. lives are fascinating. did you know you can have your life transferred to another person in case they die? you can be a hero. nice. nakatulong ka na, mataas pa tingin mo sa sarili mo.
everything happened so fast. suddenly i was back at home. i remember seeing pale yellow balloons or pillows. i don't know. they're these round object lying on the ground. i avoid them, skipping over them. they're just there. possibly the manifestation of my addiction to zuma. anyway, i consumed my lives. and just like every other movie, there has to be a dilemma. i'd have to give up my last life, aka sell my soul, or else my sister dies. ok. sold.
it was actually a scary dream. i didn't experience being killed nor dying but the thought of dying or actually being dead scared me.
immediately after i sold my soul, i woke up. tas natulog nako ulit ^_^
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