sleepwriting
Woke up from a dream --
there were lots of kids then there was me walking aimlessly around a mall ending up at a hotel lobby where a pseudo-seminar was on-going. I was to attend the seminar. Then as I was about to give my ticket/ pass to one of the girls (there were three girls and two guys) at the reception, a guy from behind warned me -- "That seminar's fake! It's just a front. Pag binigay mo yung ticket mo dyan, papalitan nila iyan ng You Will Marry Me stub. And then there's no turning back." So I backed out, thanked him, and decided to just go home.
On the hallway of our apartment, there was Yam and kids playing. She set up a table near the gate and invited me to join her for a chismisan. There were three chairs. Little later, J arrived and joined us. We were telling stories and I was laughing so hard. And then Yam mentioned something about J and me and his being with us there. That made me stop my laughing and realized that he shouldn't have joined us because I hate him. Then a long dead-air. Just the three of us looking at each other. I just decided to leave.
Nightmare eh?