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archudream
Friday, August 14, 2009
I knew it was a dream, but it felt so real.
I was with Mama, Papa and friends, excitedly sitting on the “VIP” , waiting for David Archuleta to come out the stage and perform for us. There were only a few people, which left me wondering why but then I got giddy in the thought that fewer people equals better chances of being able to get near him (Haha!). Finally he came out and set the stage on fire with his red hot shirt and checkered scarf, together with dancers (I wondered what they will dance? Haha), and sings one of my favorites, “Touch My Hand”.
The middle stage is so long it extends until the standing area. So while he was performing I sat at the opposite end, hoping he will come near me. Haha. “Anak wag ka diyan!”, “elaign, ano ba?”, my family and friends were shouting. But I didn’t move. Oh well, the end of the performance came and he didn’t even leave the center stage.
After his performance, he went down the stage. Kinuyog siya ng mga kababaihan, automatic na siguro yun. Haha. It seemed that they were holding something and giving it to Archie, so I went to check out what the rave was about.
There I saw these girls holding posters of Archie – they looked like special boards with his picture smiling on a blue background. I thought they were members of Archuleta Philippines, which is the official fan club of Archie here in the country. (its weird because i didn't know them on my dream)
He was signing autographs when I noticed a medium-sized chubby woman ( ate che-AP) with a floral scarf. Turns out she was the one who distributed the posters on the screaming fangirls for Archie to sign. I wanted one for myself (of course!), so I asked her about it and begged for a poster, but then she regretfully told me that she ran out of stocks. She even bragged to me that she had it all printed with her own money and that that’s how much she loves Archie.
I was so close to Archie I could see drops of sweat on his forehead and hear him gasping for breath after the performance. Then I heard him whisper, “I’m so hungry”, then the stout lady in floral scarf started to rant about it. “Akala mo kung sino kang star, dapat kumain ka muna bago nag-perform. Ang mahal-mahal ng ginastos ko sa’yo…” something like that. I wanted to punch her with my sharp fist. What the f ate akala ko ba mahal mo si Archie tapos halos murahin mo na?! At that time I thought Archie is half-Spanish, so it’s possible he would understand a little of what the stout lady was screaming about since a part of our language was inspired by Spanish. But then he just kept on smiling and attended to his screaming fangirls’ wishes. I respect Archie and I didn’t want to ruin his show so I kept my burning temperature at bay.
There were several empty seats in the front so I decided to go there (kumusta naman akong anak iniwan ko Tatay at Nanay ko sa Silver Area! Haha) with a help of a deal of a certain lady who gave me a “sticker pass”. In exchange I have to give her a newspaper after the event (newspaper collector she is, perhaps?).
So I excitedly went to the second row on the right side of the stage where I saw Ecca. She was just as thrilled as I was, and I was surprised that she adored Archie too! Then at the end of the row I saw ALEC and elaine with mia, laixa and cheenee.
The lights were dimmed, and on the back left side of the whole concert venue an LCD was installed. It showed a special Archie AVP which we failed to appreciate because it caused us a stiff neck.
A minute or so later, the stout lady came out of the stage to announce that the concert is cancelled (Huwaattttt????), because Archie had to be rushed to the hospital! She did not divulge the reason; she only said that the concert would be rescheduled once Archie bounces back to health. But then she emphasized that Cookie’s concert would push through and we just had to wait for a few moments and it will begin. Hmmmm.
Everyone panicked, but alec and I knew better, so we went to the nearest hospital in the venue, and we were right… Archie was confined there. We found the room (thanks to the dumbfounded nurse at the reception who gave us his room number – 117.) and quietly entered.
I don’t know what happened and how it happened, but for some reason alec and I became invisible because Archie’s family and agents did not seem to notice us and his mother kept on ranting and crying the whole time. There we found out about the truth – Archie was 50-50 (Huwaattttt???? again) and it’s his father’s fault, because he was inflicted by a local disease which he passed to Archie. We even heard her mother said, “Now his spirit separated with his body…”, something to that effect. It became unbearable for us so Panky and I ran out of the room, then we saw on the window the massive amount of people running towards the hospital – it was like People Power There we knew that visitors were allowed but only by pairs, and they had to buy “visitor’s tickets” which looked like gold coins in order to be able to see Archie in his weakest state. Now as I type this entry, I understand how they knew.
When we went back to the venue we sat on one of the back rows where my classmates (surprise, surprise its kenneth, kelvin mekel and other bio peeps!) were to catch Cookie’s performance they said . We didn’t want to go back to our front seats since we were not as interested in watching Cookie as we were with Archie (waha, kahit sa panaginip bias!). alec and I did not mention to my friends the big shocking secret we found out and remained silent. While Cookie was performing we were handed out with small pieces of paper, which are actually advertisements to promote to us to study a second degree – biotechnology. Turns out it was APTC peeps who distributed it. Haha.
After a while, an announcement was passed to me. It came from the lady who gave me the free seat in the second row in exchange of a newspaper. She was sending out a reminder to give her a newspaper after the concert, but then the end of the concert came and I did not show up to her. Wahahaha.
After the whole event (I didn’t even realize that Cookie was through), several GMA Talents (Starstruck peeps,) came up to the stage (free publicity, eh?) to say thank you. Then I think it was Kris Bernal who came from the backstage who announced to everyone that she brought her sister with her and that she will lead a prayer for Archie. Kris even mentioned that her sister’s prayer has a healing power. Let me call her Santina, then. Haha. So Kris carried her (she was still little), gave her the microphone, and Santina began to pray. After the prayer I gathered with my classmates and took pictures.
I woke up with a headache, a feeling of wonder, and a sense of excitement. Maybe May 16 has reached the deepest recesses of my subconscious. Haha.
I wish you here
6:24 AM
