Walking... walking down to my old workplace in the call center. But the place is different. It was afternoon. The place looked like a forest. I had to jump over some obstacles. I asked the people there if this is the right place. They said yes, and pointed to the right direction. I arrived... at school, in college. I was going to take an exam. I saw Ridane in one of my examination. He was complaining. We went home, on a taxi. The driver preferred to have the windows on the driver side and the front passenger side open, for some reason. But it's raining, so he got wet, as well as the inside of the taxi. I looked outside at the unfamiliar place, with lots of construction being done. There was no passenger in front of me, but there are two ladies to my left. I don't know who they are. They're just talking with each other. It was a bumpy ride. We arrived at Victorias, and Ridane invited me to stop by. I said sure, I'll just go home at 10 p.m., at the latest. There was a party, like a birthday, or at least a celebration. There were pork dishes. I talked to a girl there. She asked about Ridane. I told her how he complained that the examiner was late, and how he complained when the exam was cancelled. She was sitting down, taking off her shoes (?) while I told her. I was at home, with sis. We just studied something from a book (?). I went out to our front yard and told her I want to fly. I jumped and tried to fly, but I couldn't. I asked her why. She said something about waiting for mom. We had a pet out in the yard, something that dived into the watery area. Flight. We arrived in Manila to get something. We're going back in the evening. I asked sis what time, and she said 2700H, or around 9 p.m. (yes, it's not freakin' military time). It was morning so she thinks we still have time, but I told her best to get our tickets already. I still have to go back (here or somewhere else) tomorrow, and then go back home tomorrow afternoon/evening. I just turned my back, and before I know it, she's back and has printed, and even organized the printed "tickets" into folders. I was surprised. Then I asked her if she included a photocopy of her ID as well, since she used her card to buy the tickets. Otherwise, I won't be able to board the plane. She said no, she didn't bring her IDs. I crossed to the other side of the street at an ATM to withdraw money. I entered the wrong password. Tried again, got it right. I checked my balance and it showed only a little over 3,000. That didn't seem right.
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