Arrgh, had a bad week. Assignments due, minutes to submit before semester exams, haven't done any effective revision, sick...
Had a weird dream last night. I dream that I had cancer, final stage. Everyone seemed to look very sad (for me), except me. In my dream, death did not bother me at all, though I know I did not want to leave this earth so soon. But miracle happened, God gave me a second chance to live on. I could hear a voice from somewhere (I didn't where it came from), saying that it was not my time yet, because I am not a true Christian (not baptized). I could not continue my path to heaven, so, God sent me back to Earth.
I felt very peaceful, even though I was on the death bed, struggling with my disease. I know how death haunts those who are ill, but not me. It was really a weird dream.
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