Something’s really off when I start dreaming about the legal terminologies and the lecturers.
I dreamt that I was interning at a local law firm to fulfill the conditions attached to my chambering. On one fine afternoon, I ran into a lecturer (who shall remain anonymous as he is a member of the Bar Council in real life), who was representing a client in a civil litigation. As fate would have it, I was assigned to assist with the legal paperwork and research pertaining to his case.
He seemed to have been surprised to have seen me as well because not many students knew that he masqueraded as a barrister in his free time.
As if that wasn’t freaky enough, I dreamt of vote-rigging… and I highly doubt that it is related to the recent hype that set tongues wagging and the world glued in on our country.
I dreamt that a course mate (yes, he used to be my coursemate in real life when we were clueless freshmen) was running for a post in the electoral board. He was the most popular among the candidates, which resulted in some unintended jealousy by his rivals. One even went to the extent of rigging the votes to his personal interest although the preliminary polls illustrated that my coursemate would win.
Ugh, I really think that I should do something about lowering the stress levels. This must be the work of the stressed psyche.