Had a weird dream. Gonna be brief about it.

So there was my brother and I. He said because of a horoscope (a very accurate one) or what not, some sort of prediction said my mother was in grave danger of dying on that day. And we were in our old flat. And I was looking down at people walking by from the window of my bro’s old room. And then I dreamt my secondary school classmate was one of the people walking by too.

(It’s really, really random to have dreamt about him actually. I dreamt about my ex best friends from secondary school a few days ago. So random as well. I didn’t think about them before going to bed yeah. That’s why all these are too weird to be explained. It’s like you don’t choose to dream these things. Dreams choose you as strangely as fate does.)

And then there was a fight downstairs. Just bullies pushing some guy around. And I was yelling to my secondary school classmate to go and help the guy out. And he did. So the fight kind of broke up, and not much harm was done. And it seemed like danger was high in the air that night. (Lol) And my bro and I hurriedly prepared to leave the house to look for my mum. But just when we opened the door, she was coming back with my dad following behind her. (Hey now this scene does look quite familiar =/) But they weren’t giving each other the cold shoulder or what not. Finally the dream ends with them sitting together on a couch, and I was telling my mum what my bro said the horoscope predicted. And my dad and mum were on normal good terms and all. And now I think the horoscope is a tad ironic.

Okay, so don’t ask me the ‘why’s, I didn’t ask to dream this up. Seriously.

But I can’t help but ask, why, does my mum ‘choose’ to come back to me in a dream for the first time in such a random dream. Really. Guess I should assure myself that this is actually reassuring. That the mind is a freak. xP Really, just trust the mind to come up with these things.

At least for this dream, I pretty much remember how it goes.

Imagination is higher while I’m having to do my work constantly like that. And it’s about time too, this is the second last week of the first half of my semester after all. But my submission of assignments goes up to week 15, so the work doesn’t really end with just week 12.

Ciaosuuu. Wish me luck in finishing up school work!