Now, we're back at the normal time line. I never recall my dreams over the weekend. I guess it's because I enjoy my waking moments too much, or I just sleep too much. ^^;;


I - Leave Harry Potter

I was walking around my house, just when I saw Harry Potter writhing on the floor. It would seem as if he were possessed by Voldemort. His fingers were magically spelling out the words on the floor, "Leave me."

I then turned away, went into a room and came upon two guys -- a gay couple. They were having a little spat. The smaller guy was complaining that his bigger partner was too much of a geek to make their relationship flourish. The said geek then said that books are far more important than relationships.

I saw that indeed, he had a lovely collection of books and other multimedia materials. They were well cared for, and even had their own individual plastic wrappings. I went through his things, firing out criticisms and lecturing him about maintaining a good relationship and that a human being cannot be exchanged for books and DVDs.


II - Fight Bruce Lee

I suddenly came across his collection of Bruce Lee movies. It then dawned upon me that the actor was cursed, and that he'd come back from the dead to kill a certain woman that I know.

I went out of the room, and saw an evil Bruce Lee -- with dark rings and red lines around his eyes. He was going after a woman in blue clothes. Before he got to her, I went off and warned her about his curse.

She then summoned two fairies, and spoke to them in a secret language. They were supposed to take from each of them a particular quality and give it to the other person. So the female fairy got some fighting power from Bruce to give to the girl, and the male fairy got some compassion from the girl to give to Bruce.

A lovely fight then ensued.


III - Curse Phone Calls!!

I went back into my room, hoping to get some Kasaysayan 1 homework done. However, I was interrupted by the phone ringing. It was Puppy -- a colleague with whom I had a short history with.

At his first call, he didn't talk and I just heard some background noises. I put the phone down. His second call made me angry. He told me to just hold the line, and he proceeded to talk with his friends in the background. I yelled into the piece that if he isn't going to talk to me, he'd better not call me.

He called for the third time. He then told me that he wanted me to hold the line while he wrote poetry. I angrily retorted that I don't know him as someone who writes poetry, and he could call me when he could properly talk to me.

He immediately revealed his true motive: to tell me that he was getting married, but his reunited parents wanted to meet me first. It would seem that they didn't like him marrying onto a different religion, and would try to convince him to marry me instead.


IV - Remus Lupin

I ran out of my room and went into a Parisian subway. I came across Ron and Hermione cowering in front of Remus Lupin. I figured that their fear came from the fact that he was a werewolf.

I spent the remnant of my dream trying to avoid him around the train.

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