Christmas in Lucena was quiet. I ate, I slept, ate, and slept some more. My family spent most of Christmas spending my hard earned money. I finally got to watch The Godfather, and it wasn't as great as I expected it to be. I saw Panaghoy Sa Suba, a film shot entirely in Cebuano, and although the concept was great, the film was ultimately not what I expected it to be either.
I wrote a recap of all the men I slept with in 2004 in the PDA journal. I will write something similar here in my online journal, but maybe next week, or tomorrow even. Not now, because I'm still not in a retrospective mood. What I will write about though is something weird that happened to me the other night, and I'm not sure if it was a dream or if was something that really happened. In my dream I was lucid. I was in my room and it looked exactly the same as my room, and I was lying down on the matress in the exact same position as I was when I fell asleep. Although I could see the room around me, I couldn't move my body. I thought it was just another out-of-body experience, but it was different because I had the distinct feeling that something was holding my right arm down above my head and my left hand below my waist. In a few seconds I could feel something on top of me. When I looked down, gradually a small black sprite around half my size appeared, and soon it was pumping in between my thighs. For some reason I wasn't afraid of it. I still couldn't move, but in my head I shouted "I'm... not... a... girl!"; and the sprite suddenly stopped. When I woke up, my body was in the same position as in my dream, and the room looked exactly the same except I was now wide awake.
I guess it was just a dream, but I'm reluctant to just simply dismiss it as such, because of the fact that I woke up in the same position that I was in in my dream, and because I heard the deep buzzing sound that I always hear when I have out-of-body experiences. But whatever. I'm more amused than terrified at the experience. For one, the sprite stopped fucking me when I screamed that I wasn't a girl, and secondly he looked a lot like Gollum. But whatever. Maybe it's just an indiction that I really need to get laid again.
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