cheesy cracks

Deviating from the usual blogging routine on the other blog, this is just a dream I had last night or maybe two nights ago which is beyond my simple intellect and comprehension. It could be partly due to the stress and cramming precepitating from studying for finals and yet I'm here right now in the middle of it all blogging about some insignificant dream I recalled from last night.

Alright the gist of it had me serving cheese and crackers to a bunch of guys whom I incidentally know but don't understand the relation to why I actually dreamt of them. It was like my brain automatically randomly picked out some guys from deep within my mind and 'pop' there they are.

Why not him is what I want to know?

thrice the luck

Third time's the charm? Not necessarily.

I don't know how much more lucky I can get to actually have a third dream with the same guy on three consecutive dream nights (Not in three days but just the same guy in every dream since the last one).

I can't even recall what last night's one was about but it was definitely taking place in college with a few other random people except that the only person I could remember was him. The topic was vaguely revolving around religion and Christianity and what makes a devout and true Christian.

Like does not going to church every Sunday make one less of a Christian and hence you're losing your faith in the Lord? Is one's faith measured by the perseverence of prayers and longstanding-ness in church and how much you contribute to it? Does reading the bible every night bring one closer to the Lord? How does one quantify a person's faith in their own religion (whether it is Christianity, Buddhism, Islam, or Hinduism)? Can it be measured in the first place?

And does it help that the guy is an atheist.

All this just three days before the first day of my finals. Screw this shit.

naivety eats me

Two dreams happened in just one night a few days ago.

The first one was pretty random things occuring one after another with lots of people in the dream. Can't remember the exact details but it was just another weird dream.

The second one began right after the first one ended with the same guy again as in the previous dream. There was some really odd and dodgy stuff going on so I won't reiterate it here. Just that the main point of the night before is why him again?

It's not that I want to have anything to do with him or particular feelings for him. It just happened.

Perhaps it's just the oddity in me working overtime in the last few days. Combined with a few drinking sessions infused with poker and bridge card games, and Kings drinking game, and you've got a pretty screwed head.

Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps.