violins
Inarajan pride
the Apocalypse
and Filipino McDonald employees--
There i was... all alone...
hahaha
I don't know where I was. I was playing "Servant Song" on the guitar, but looking back, if I played what I saw myself playing (and not what I heard) it would have been "Away in a Manger." Then my brother was there. Hey, why don't you take out your old violin? No one said anything, I think, so I took out the violin case (because apparently my brother was really good at violin but hated playing it) and the wand-thing with the horse hairs...all except one hair fell off. Oh, but they weren't bunched together as one, they were all separated like on a guitar. The thicker ones gradiating to the thinner ones.
Then I wondered where's the horse hair? I looked closer, and the horsehair were wrapped around the strings like on a guitar, like so:
So I proceeded to play this jacked up violin with perfect ease, playing accompaniment to "Servant Song" while someone, or no one, played it on the guitar.
Next thing I remember: I'm in the back seat of my green car, we are driving down harmon on that road where Compadres Mall is. The sun is setting as the lighting is severely yellow and orange, and bright, like a movie. The window is down, we're passing by Compadres Mall, and some people are yelling "INARAJAN RULES!" with such vigor and passion I suspect there's a fight! So we drive up to the stop light and (strangely the road is narrower than in real life) in front of us there's a huge group of people, and the Inarajan people are picking fights with them. I think there's a shooting. Then two people try to get in our car. I want them to get in and away from the gunshots but my brother drives away (he's driving).
Then somehow I get out of the car. I'm on the sidewalk at the end of the street on the corner of McDonald's. This point is a lot farther than Compadres Mall in my dream than in real life. There's a storm and the clouds are a deep grey blue like the other day. I decide, I'll run over to ...[forgotten thought]... instead of driving there. I start jogging. The traffic is really bad. The light is now overcast. By the time I reach the back of McDonald's it's nighttime. The lighting is only streetlights. I stop and look around.
I see two young girls in middle school run to hid in a container, or a small building (you know how things switch between existences...) and I kind of hide (but there's nothing to hide behind so I just think that I am hiding) to see if they're in trouble or being chased. No, there are more young ladies running in that direction, one or two. They're coming from McDonald's and wearing those tan uniforms.
I run toward them and see what's going on because even more of the employees are running out toward them. I sense anxiety. We're all in a loose huddle, and I ask what's going on. One Filipino guy says "the Antichrist" (if he said a whole sentence, I don't remember) and I thought, we all should kneel. So we did (without me telling them) and I thought, we should pray a rosary (without my telling them again they take out their rosaries, but I didn't really notice because I was hardcore concentrating). Someone started, "Hail Mary..." but I said, oh no, we start with the Creed, so I started praying hardcore. I looked at the sky for a sign whether or not this really is the end of the world. The only thing I saw was a really, really tall McDonald's sign. I looked around, because I realized I had a doubt, is this reeeeeeally the end of the world?? So I was about to ask the Filipino guy
but when I looked up we saw this guy moving behind us in the near vicinity and it was just like a shadow, but I had a suspicion that everyone else knew something I didn't, that these people were out to get us. So we ran back inside McDonald's really fast, and I remember how scared everyone was trying to unlock the doors in time.
The lights were out, but we could still see. We entered through the back, and it was like a janitor's closet or foyer or somesuch. We all had safety buddies. And had to stay with them. Mine was a Filipino girl. I'm thinking fob, but I don't remember. We were all in this small hallway and everyone was wondering what to do. Suddenly I gave up and did what I usually do in dreams, which is hide. There was a cabinet-like opening in the wall and I climbed into it, though it was stupid because you could obviously still see me in it. Then they told me to get down.
Then my mom woke me up and I was so grateful because that was a very scary dream. It felt very, very real. Even when I was typing all this the feeling of anxiety came back.
If ever I should come across that time when I'm alive, I hope I have enough faith. FO RILS.
2012, here I come. hahah, playing. BTW, I wonder what kind of panic will happen that year?
Happy Independence Day all. huahuahuaahahah!
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