Ugly dream. Dreamt I lived in a house and with a family. It didn't feel like it was either of my parent's families/relatives. We were accused of being part of the NPA. A family friend was visiting, the mom caught wind of the news that the military was going to our house and wanted to leave, but her son, my friend, insisted on staying. And as we walked back home, just as we got past the door, with our backs turned against the street, my friend got shot. He walked a few steps more until he couldn't and we realized what had just occurred. I then woke up.

This was very different from yesterday's dream where Jhoanna and I flew to our client's office and worked in person with the onshore team and I saw the person whom i admire from there hahaha 

I have my place to myself for this weekend. Not so bad. 

sana when i die i get a chance to hear what the people who love me would say about me then. i don't care abt the ones who don't like me, i know im an acquired taste, but i know my crowd is out there somewhere.