sweet revenge 1

Miggy could not believe he's been sleeping for so long. He felt furious realizing he missed his appointment during lunch. Quickly he jumped out of bed and grabbed his flipflops. He looked around trying to find his stupid dog britney. He's sure as hell to beat that damn dog to death. What she just did to him is completely unforgivable. It was not the first time she'd done this to him. One day she even tried to rip apart his boxers right off his ... err.. Crap! Miggy had enough, this should end right here, right now. He was able to glimpse her furry tail strotting past the small slit at the side of the door. He went out of his room and ran downstairs.

"britney".

There's no answer.

"briiiiiiitneeeeeyyy".

There's no answer.

"BRITNEY!!!!!"

She aint saying anything.

It was then he realized that he's alone in the house. He looked around trying to find some heavy objects that he could use as a tool to bring that freakin nympho dog to justice. Aha! He found his old baseball bat right under the pile of old smelly shoes in the closet and he immediately grabbed it.

He went to the kitchen and found britney under the dining table licking her wet . . . WHAT IN THE HELL?.

"arf arf"

Britney stood up, wagged her tail, and looked at Miggy as if trying to justify that she's just a lonely canine wanting a brotherly love. He immediately raised his baseball bat and started to strike the crazy bitch.

"crack!".

The baseball bat just snapped in half when it striked cleanly the ... err... floor. Britney was able to evade the attack and is now starting to ran away. Miggy striked the floor with such a tremendous force that his wrists and hands hurt as hell. Just when He jumped up trying to shake the excruciating pain, he heard a familiar sound of a wooden object hitting the ceiling. As he gazed up to try to locate the broken bat, the damn thing hit the bridge of his nose with a very loud thunderous thug. He had never felt that awful sensation in his entire life. He immediately felt dizzy and his vision was getting blurry...

"SWEET HOLY MOTHER OF..!!"

Miggy could not keep his balance so he staggered and drifted to his right. His foot got tangled with the floor mat and he began to lose control of his legs. He stumbled down and his face hit the side of the fridge. The force must have been so strong coz amazingly he bounced back up. He began to fall backward, but just when he tried to brace his arms to absorb his weight when he finally hit the floor, the back of his head hit one of the metal legs of the dining table. The whole thing just caved in and the entire table was all over him. He felt like losing consciousness when suddenly..

"arf arf arf arf arf arf"

He was such in a hard pain, but this bitch just teased him. She's barking loudly as if she's laughing for his demise. Miggy stood up holding his head and ran towards britney, a little bit wobbly with teeth grinding loudly. Britney again managed to ran away up to the stairs . .

a twisted twist

...suddenly i saw a blinding flash. for a moment i thought i must have died and gone to heaven, but slowly the whiteness fades back into reality and, to my great amazement, she is in front of me, her hands cupped over both my cheeks. she is smiling her wonderful smile at me. once again i feel my heart struggling to burst out of my chest like it has done everytime i see her looking at me.

she moves her face closer to mine and presses her lips against mine. they are warm and soft, just like i've imagined forever. her kisses become more insistent, it almost feels as if she is licking my lips... no... my cheeks... she moves to my ears... i feel goosebumps run up and down my arms... she continues licking my ears, then moves back to my nose...

WHAT IS THAT GOD-AWFUL STENCH!?!, i think to myself. i start to struggle to break free of her grasp on me, but my hands seem to have turned into lead. try as i might, i can't even lift a finger. i open my mouth to scream, but nothing comes out my a muffled, tortured cry of agony and fear.

in complete and utter panic now, my eyes dart around my room and see my desk to my right. i quickly scan its contents, hoping to find something that may be useful against this amazingly-strong-nympho-with-sewer-breath on top of me. i see my alarm clock. it looks heavy enough. i reach for it but my hand falls short. forcefully, i turn my body sideways so i can reach. i had barely manage to touch the clock when it begins to ring, at first a muted ring, then in an unbelievable crescendo turning into a deafening roar in my head.

the next events were a flash. i felt something hard hit the side of my head with enough force to make my vision swirl, then as my focus returned, i feel an urgent vibration on my left leg...

(fade to black)

it is now 3:42 in the afternoon, and i still haven't gotten over the shock of fallig out of bed and waking up to my dog humping my leg and licking my face.

Dreamland 01: The miggy vortex

Everything around me is black and white. I really thought dreams are colorful. Or so I thought they are. Could it be my eyes? Crap! They're moist and painful. Look over there! That's one strange thing! I knew it is strange. It must be strange coz it so realistically looked strange to me. How could I possibly knew if it's really strange? Well, it seems strange to me. Well enough. Strangely, I could not really tell what's strange about it. It just seems strange looking at this strangely figured strange thing. Oh well, that's strange. Turn left. Pedal hard. This bicycle is so stubornly hard to maneuver. I'll catch you! Ugh! Ugh! crap my legs wouldn't pedal hard. They're just a few inches in front of me. I could overtake them. Step on the gas. Vrooooom! Wait a minute, I forgot to step on the clutch when I changed gear. What's the use of stepping on it, I could control my speed by just thinking of it. That car in front of me looks familiar. It's blue. No it's black. So this is how it feels to be driving a car, you just step on the pedal and watch the road. Feel the momentum of the whole car and just glide with it. Brake. Slow down. Turn left. Splash! Brrrrr.. this lake is cold. But is this really a lake? All i know is i'm underwater. But hey I could breath! Swim up. Up further. Way up ahead. Why on earth I could not see what's up there? I wanna look up but it's so stubornly hard to do. Where's the fish? Why did you compare your research result to 1.60? Where's your data? You should compare your measurements to index of red wavelength. Take a look at this, you should be able to minimize errors if you just bolt all these mirrors on the table. I feel so excited, I'm sure she wouldn't get mad if I kiss her. I knew it! I'll kiss her again. Her lips were smooth as cotton. Her hands were warm. I wanna smell her shiny hair. Hey, that's not normal, I couldnt smell a thing.

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Chapter one...

He/she sits up suddenly, soaked with sweat and breathing heavily as the curtains in the window to his left dance softly in the cool breeze blowing in from outside. He looks around, the room, almost as if expecting to be somewhere else, then, smiling to himself, lies back down and closes his eyes.

A moment later he/she is asleep, the smile still on his/her lips as his/her eyelids start to flutter ever so slightly as he/she picks up where his/her dream left off...


... o kamo nasad. kamo na bahala unsa iyang damgo...

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Ambot lang ani kay ako man nauna ug post. Yes nalang. Sa unang panahon kadtong bata pa mi, naa mi nakaila nga bam. Mao ra to.