You know Julio Diaz? He’s this very good Filipino actor (I consider him kind of the male version of Jaclyn Jose) but he’s hasn’t had movies for a long time. He hasn’t even crossed my mind in soo many years I don’t know why he was the main character in my nightmare.

Obviously this is purely fictional as it all happened in my dream so Julio Diaz doesn’t (necessarily) behave like this in real life. I don’t usually remember my dreams, only the weird ones.

My nightmare was set in Tomas Morato. My friends and I were going out to dinner at this place in Morato. It was an open-air-Chateau-Verde kind of restaurant. As we were about to go in, we spotted Julio Diaz with thick, black, wavy hair up to his chin. Somebody even said “Hey, isn’t that Julio Diaz?”.

Then next scene: I was at the sari-sari store, across the street from the restaurant. I find myself buying (what I vaguely remember as) a pack cigarettes. Julio Diaz, apparently very drunk and a bit looney was there with another guy. He was talking to the vendor saying stuff like “Alam nyo ba na ako ay isang magiting na katipunero. Ako ang katipunerong maitim!” (Do you know I’m a brave katipunero? I am the brown katipunero!) Then he saw me and said “Hey you! Buy me beer!” Then he turned to the lady vendor ordered his beer and told her I’m paying. But as he turned to me, I was already on my way back to my friends. Then he went berserk, turned into a cartoon, eyeballs popped out of their sockets (much like Jim Carrey’s The Mask) and said “Whaat!” and then he chased me.

So I ran back to my friends in the restaurant (I even saw Anne Curtis coming in and thought she is soo pretty) but he followed me there and then everyone ran off because there was this crazy katipunero. And the guy Julio was with was also chasing people but everytime he’d get close enough to anyone he’d just tag them “you’re it!” But Julio was chasing me, furious that I didn’t buy him beer. I ran the stretch of Sct. Gandia and then Tomas Morato trying to find the Police station but I couldn’t find it. I was so exhausted. I hid in a parking lot.

Then I asked someone, where the police station was and he answered it was right at the end of the road. But before I ran, I took a peek and saw that Julio was going in the same direction as the police station. He didn’t seem to see me. So I ran to the direction of the police station only to find that it was in a very dark and deserted dead end. I was screaming “Help! Help!” But no one answered, as I looked back I saw Julio getting closer. And then finally someone came out of the door. I called to him and said “Help! I’m being chased by Julio Diaz. He wants to kill me! Where’s the police?!” At that moment, Julio arrived smiling devilishly. Then the guy who came out of the door said, “Don’t you know? Julio Diaz is the police.”

And then I saw spinning frames of Julio Diaz laughing like a deranged drunk and my face looking like Sadako’s victim.

I woke up exhausted, my hands cold and shaking, my heart pounding. I woke Jorey up and said “Jor, Julio Diaz was chasing me.” It was actually scary while I was dreaming it. But telling it now as a story – it sounds hilarious.

I wonder what it means…