expiration date 

many people emailed me on how to make the graphical date, like on this site. i found this tutorial good on how to make graphical dates. it’s very helpful. enjoy!

later that evening: i had the worst nightmare i’ve ever had this afternoon. my parents were out and i was alone with my servants (we have servants here at my house). around 3 in the afternoon, i was still tired and fell asleep at my parents’ room next to my stuffed animals.

then i heard my cellphone rang and a thunder. i opened my eyes, and saw my stuff animals laying next to me. i got up looking for my cellphone, which was out in the family room. it was my dad calling. as i walked out of the room, my servant told me that the TV in the kitchen went dead from the lightning. so i tried to turn on the big screen TV so that they could continue watching. for some reason, i was struggling and it took me about 5 minutes to turn it on.

once it’s turned on, my cell rang again…. then i woke up again, seeing my stuffed animals laying next to me. i thought, ooh, that whole thing was a dream! i looked around to find my cellphone again, and found it under the blanket at my parents’ room. it was my dad calling (again). i walked out the room and found Chilli and family with my uncle, Om Aiky sat around the living room. we talked for a bit, and i went back to my mom’s room. she was already in there, sitting next to the mirror, fixing one of her clothes. i started blurting out on how strange my dream was earlier and how vivid it was. in the middle of telling how i thought the dream was real, i glanced to the mirror next to my mom and saw one of my ex-boyfriend behind me. what the hell is he doing here, i thought. i turned around, and found no one behind me. in shock, i turned around again to see in the mirror, and saw him smiled at me…. i felt a slight shiver behind my neck and i started crying in frustration…. am i still dreaming? i thought, this time i woke up for real! what the fuck is going on? my mom looked at me in confusion and hugged me. i think she didn’t understand why i started crying.

and my cellphone rang again… once again, i opened my eyes and saw my stuffed animals laying next to me. i was still shivering. there is a slight doubt that i have woken up. is this another dream again? people said, if you pinch your arm while dreaming, it doesn’t hurt. so i pinched my left arm. oh fuck, i didn’t feel a thing! i touched my hand, it felt like my hand wasn’t even there! it felt like i was under local anesthetic all over my body, ecept for my head. i closed my eyes again, and think oh my god, what happened? how come i can’t wake up? what am i gonna do? am i going to dream forever? when is my parents going to get home? someone, please come here and wake me up! what happened if i can never wake up? i was scared shitless.

and the phone rang again. this time, instad of my cellphone, it’s the home phone. i opened my eyes, and my stuffed animals were still in front of me. i answered the phone and it was my dad again, asking me one of the car’s plate number. as i walked out of the room to the garage, i pinched my arm. oooh! i can feel it! i pinched again harder. ouch, it hurt! i kept pinching harder and harder. you don’t have any idea on how good the pain feels… (hee hee).

for the next 15 minutes, i was still thinking what am i going to do if this is still a dream. i asked my servant to accompany me having a late lunch. i observe everything quietly, trying to find if there is odd things going on. well, it’s been 4 hours, and i haven’t woken up again. i woke up for real. or, at least, i hope so.