This entry would probably destroy whatever respectable impression I have with people who don’t know me well enough. You’ll get what I mean after reading this:
Friday night. I was on leave for no valid reason whatsoever. Even though I came from Manila that morning, I still had time to nap and go to work… but I chose to take a leave. You can’t blame me if I want to escape that Hellish Pit of Fatal Boredom even for just one day. Anyway, taking advantage of my leave, I watched the shows I missed on cable without realizing I dozed off on the couch. My brother took over the TV and ignored my journey to the abyssal dreamland.
A couple of hours into my sleep,
Me: Who was with me during THAT exam?
Bro: What?
Me: Who was with me in that exam?!
Bro: Well, why is it me you’re asking? (while pulling the computer chair near me)
Me: Duh? You’re the one sitting there!
Bro: So?
Me: What the heck, search for it in my laptop!
He kept quiet and continued surfing the net and watching a movie.
An hour later,
Me: ConsumeNgBarbecue.com.
Bro: What?!
Me: Consume-ng-barbecue-dot-com.
Bro: Consuming barbecue? (types away in the lappie)
Me: Consume NG!
Bro: Consuming?!
Me: NG! Consume NG! Tsk! (appeared irritated according to bro)
Bro: Are you really awake or just dreaming?
Me: I’m awake, dammit!
Again, silence. My brother began making mental notes about the conversation and tried not to burst in laughter. Meanwhile, my parents claimed to have heard us talking (slightly arguing) around midnight. So I guess my brother wasn’t fooling me… it really happened.
How can you be sleeptalking and be conceited at the same time? I don’t know, just ask me when I’m asleep.