Sunday, June 26, 2005

I dreamt of my sec sch classmate, someone whose blog i read daily. Apparently we were at this jetty and she was climbing up the ladder and my textbooks had fell below. As she was climbing up i was about to go down and so our eyes met. The conversation goes something like this

ex-classmate: i saw what you wrote in your textbook, my name, it's quite sick y'noe
me: bewildered brain trying to think when did i ever write her name on my textbook and then ka-ching it registers
b.b.bb..ut it was nothing just a random name on a random page
ex-classmate: i saw what else you wrote in your textbook all those stuff about schizophrenia and borderline personalities, i think you need help
me: oh no you don't understand i'm taking a course on psychology so these are terms that i generally use and totally unrelated to your name on a page of my textbook and your name was just a random word to me at that point of time
ex-classmate: whatever, you better seek some help
she climbs up the ladder and walks away while i go down and retrieve my wet soggy textbooks from the shore

another one of those weird dreams, there were actually a lot more scenes but as jonathan says "if you have so many scene changes in your dreams how to blog about it". "scene change"!! And i concluded it's due to the disorganization of my thoughts that is why my dreams also reflect the messy, unstructured nature of my mind. actually why i wrote it down was i'm just wondering why the hell of all people would i dream of her?!

Unknown at 8:34 pm