• I DON'T KNOW SOME OF THEM

--> They text me, claim that they're from UST or Dominican (but I would still have no clue on who they really are), and say all these flattering words that made me roll my eyes every five seconds or so. Even if I ask some of my friends, they would say that they don't know who they are. There's no way in hell that I'm gonna let a complete stranger court me.

• I DON'T KNOW THEM TOO WELL

--> I do know a few of them, but I don't know them very well. When I want a guy to court me, we should be close, or at least acquainted for more than a year. Some of them, I've only known for a few months and that's not enough for me to see who they really are. I need to learn whatever I could about them. I'm sure your thinking, "Then why not get to know him better while he's courting you?"; my answer, I want a solid foundation for our relationship. I want a guy who knows me inside-out and I should know him inside-out, too. So while he's courting me, I won't be surprised my a sudden revelation that could or could not ruin our already growing fondness for each other.

• I'M NOT SURE IF I WANT TO COMMIT MYSELF TO SOMEONE AT THE MOMENT

--> I just left my previous relationship almost a month ago. I need more time. Maybe a year, or more. I just need more time. And then we'll see where things take-off from there. And I don't want anyone to think that I'm "using" that person to get over my ex-boyfriend. When I do allow someone to court me it's because I like him, or maybe because I'm also growing fond of him. I don't want the shadow of my past to hover between me and him; that spells D-I-S-A-S-T-E-R for sure.

I really want to avoid making mistakes. I know it's part of the whole "relationship" thing, but I don't think my heart's ready for it yet.

What do you guys think?

BUSTED COUNT: 18 guys in the past four days. Please let it stop there. Please.

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I really should stop reading fantasy books before I go to sleep.

Last night, I had a dream. I read ELDEST (the sequel to ERAGON of the Inheritance Trilogy) by Cristopher Paolini before I slept last night, so that was most probably the reason why I had that dream. And a lot of other factors too, that I will mention later on. I've read it a few times already, but I don't get tired of reading it. It was set in a sort of medieval-like setting. The dream was so vivid that I actually thought it was real. But when I woke up, I thanked God that it wasn't real. You'll see why later.

Alright, here's my dream:

The sun was just rising. I was standing on a balcony of a castle, gazing at the plains in front of me and at the hills on the horizon. I remember that I was feeling somewhat dismayed, as if I knew that something bad was going to happen. Then I heard this sound: something like thunder rolling in the distance and I felt the ground shake beneath my feet. I looked down, and saw ranks upon ranks of soldiers marching from behind the castle, and heading towards the hills. Someone knocked on my door and a handsome man stepped forward. He told me that everything was ready and that the other captains were waiting for me to join them. I nodded and followed him out, grabbing my sword and bow and quiver of arrows hanging from behind my door.

On my way out, some people helped me into my armor that covered my whole body. It was black as midnight, and as light as a feather. Someone explained to me along the way that it will repel any blow by a sword and arrow; I didn't believe a word that person said. I knew that it wouldn't help me, only sheer luck would. I don't know if it helped me feel better or worse.

When I got down to the main hall, I approached a group of people standing in the middle. They all bowed to me in different fashions, (I later recalled that they were different races, Men, Elves and Dwarves) and we began discussing about our plan of attack.

The next thing I knew was that I was on a hill, bow and arrow ready at hand, and watching our enemies rush at us with alarming speed. The whistle of arrows filled the air and the shouts of fallen soldiers deafened my ears. I looked behind me and I realized that I was an Elf (one of the main characters in ELDEST was an Elf-maiden named Arya. Maybe I was her?) since I was standing in front of a rank of Elves. And I noticed that I was the only female there, like Arya in the story. Great.

Swords clashed before long. The right flank, composed of Men were the first to draw their swords; then us, then the Dwarves. We fought vigorously. I watched as many of my comrades fell and my enemies recieved no mercy from those who were still standing. The stench of blood soon filled the air and vultures were beginning to circle overhead but still we fought on.

Day turned into night. Our side was loosing. One of the captains was dead and there were many who were grieviously wounded. I was tired; my whole body was screaming for me to rest. But I couldn't. I had to keep on fighting until the other side decided to retreat. I noticed that their numbers far exceeded ours, but they suffered many loses as well; probably more than us. A horn sounded from the distance and our enemies began moving back. I collapsed beside another soldier and lay down on my back. It was only then that I realized that my leg was bleeding. I must have gotten lashed at without knowing. I hobbled over to the nearest tent and asked for someone to dress my wound. I rested. But I was restless. I couldn't stop wondering what would happen the next day.

I greeted the sun as it rose the next day; and I prayed for help to come. But deep inside, I knew that we would still loose.

The fighting went on. And on. And on. For five days we fought.

Reinforcements came during that time. Now, this is the funny part; while we were fighting, I heard a horn resound from behind us. I looked over, and I saw a tall man on top of hill and he was shouting. Then came a loud roar: more soldiers emerged from behind him, spilling onto the field like water on soil. Upon closer inspection, I realized that they were the Spartans from the movie 300, and that the leader was none other than LEONIDAS (Gerard Butler) himself. The big muscled-men came to our aid! If that were in real life, I would have fainted right on the spot. He and the Spartans are so dreamy to look at:) Hope renewed within me and my comrades.

The next day, while we continued fighting, I looked over to my right and I was completely surprised to find GANDALF (Ian McKellen), LEGOLAS (Orlando Bloom), ARAGORN (Viggo Mortensen), GIMLI (John Rhys-Davies), EOMER (Karl Urban) and THEODEN (Bernard Hill) fighting alongside us. Wow. Cross-over! Hahahaha!:)

Finally, it came to the face-off between me and the other captains against the leader of our enemies. He was a tall dude; clothed in pure black, he took off his helmet and I stared into a pair of the blackest eyes I have ever seen in my entire life; just looking at them sent shivers running down my spine. We all fought with him. I watched as the other captains fall, one by one. Finally, there were only five of us left, out of the original ten that went there moments before.

I fought with him, but he was too fast for me. He drove his sword through my armor (I was right with what I said earlier) and I was pierced in the chest. Blinded by pain, I fell to my knees as he removed the sword from me. I fell sidewards and everything became blurry. Just as I was about to give into the call of death, I felt a pair of strong arms wrap around my dying body. I raised my eyes with whatever was left of my strength and looked at whoever it was that was holding me; another surprise! It was ROMEO (my ex-boyfriend); I think he was one of the Men. I wish he could have been one of the Dwarves. What a sight that would be, huh? Hehehehe!:) Tears were streaming down his cheeks as he rocked back and forth, with me still in his arms. I fought hard against the darkness that was steadily growing before my eyes, and the pain was getting worse. I could still hear the fighting going on but I didn't care, and neither did he. He said a lot of things that made my heart ache. Words that he never told me, words of love, of regret, of sorrow. I told him that everything will be alright. And with my last breath, I told him that I loved him. Everything went black, but I still heard him cry out in despair as he continued to hold my lifeless body.

I never knew what happened to the battle. If we won or lost. Because I don't remember anything after that. I woke up around past 8, but then I went back to sleep and I woke up again around 10. Pretty long once it's narrated, but pretty short when it's happening.

That was one of those very rare moments when I actually remember my dreams. It only happnes a few times. And I'm glad that I still remember this one. That was by far, the most interesting dream I've had. I think I just turned it into a story. Too bad I had to die, though. Hmph!

I wonder, what was up with the cross-overs? Leonidas, Legolas, Aragorn, etc. That was cool! I hope it happens again! Hahahaha!:)

Maybe I was an Elf in my past life? I dunno. Could be possible, if you believe in that stuff. If it were true, that would be so rad:)

And what was up with Romeo being in my dream?! Hell! He shouldn't be there! He should have been one of the people who died! I wish it was either Legolas or Leonidas who held me. I would be very happy if it were them who held me during my final moments:) I'd give anything to be in their arms. Dream on:) I'm thinking that dying wasn't really that bad. I just wish that I didn't die in his arms. I guess that means that my love for him died with me? That's very possible. I'm not even talking to him anymore. I've got a lot of other people to talk to, so it's no loss on my part:)

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I won't be able to get my clearance tomorrow. I'm going to Naga. So, I'm just gonna sit in the car for 17 hours. Wow. My poor butt.

That's all for now! I'll try tp update tomorrow. Or later. It's already past midnight. I've been staying up late. And pimples are starting to break out on my forehead. Oh well. That's part of being a teenager. Pains of growing up. Hahahaha!:)

Buh-bye!:)