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Post by Lianne on Nov 18, 2004 16:31:34 GMT -5
know what i realized? i was watching a clip on a soap opera about a lady having a stillborn a couple days before it
maybe thats why
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Post by hermoine on Nov 19, 2004 14:53:30 GMT -5
Yeah it might be that. Just like my discovery channel thing.
Yeah last night I dreamt I had just done Paper I of my Physics GSCE exam, and I had Paper IIA(the hardest) the next day, while I hadn't studied. Then a friend of mine came along(in the dream ) and told me we had done Paper I as a test in class.
I have an explanation for that though. They call it stress.
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Post by Lianne on Nov 20, 2004 0:54:38 GMT -5
awww, yeah stress sucks. I totally understand that these days
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Post by Nie on Nov 23, 2004 7:18:35 GMT -5
I had a dream I was invisible. People could hear me and could feel me if they managed to touch me, but they couldn't see me. I couldn't see me either. I was kind of cool being able to sneak around, except it was only me that was invisible. I had to roam around in the nuddy which was both unnerving and freeing.
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Post by hermoine on Nov 23, 2004 16:23:09 GMT -5
Okay, so not to be pessimistic or anything, but it might be because at some point, you were ignored or something similar to that? But you say you're invisible to others, but also to yourself. So that explanation couldn't be quite right. So perhaps the fact that you couldn't see yourself might imply something like you need to spend more time with yourself?
I'm not sure if what I said up there even applies to you and your life. So sorry if I went totally off coarse.
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Post by KoNeko on Feb 21, 2005 5:22:20 GMT -5
I had this totally weird dream about making applications to the Family Court for a hearing or something. I was working in a small law firm or community legal service (as I do now) and I was representing my client in a family law matter. I made an application for something and was filing documents at the Family Court registry. The registrar asked me if I wanted butter with my application and for some reason I said yes, and then she got a big tub of margarine and a knife and spread the marg all over my forms... It was really weird and apparently I sleeptalked about how she was putting butter on my applications, which I have never done but Dallas was like "...what?"
Now if that is not a sign that I'm doing too much work, I don't know what is!!
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Post by hermoine on Feb 24, 2005 10:34:12 GMT -5
I had a really weird "dream" if you can call it a dream last week. I dreamt that I was doing my Computer Studies exam, which was no biggy seeing how I was supposed to sit for it the next day. The thing was, that when I arrived at a certain point in the paper in the afternoon, DEJA VU!! I felt really weird because I had dreamt part of my exam paper!
Wish I could do that for every exam! ;D
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Post by KoNeko on Feb 24, 2005 22:50:07 GMT -5
Did you also dream the correct answers?
Wow, deja vu things are so weird. It's like you don't remember that you've experienced it before and then you're like, "Hey... what the?!" sort of thing. Mine only happens in useless contexts though, like conversations or TV or something, not anything as remotely helpful as stuff on a test.
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Post by hermoine on Feb 26, 2005 12:28:54 GMT -5
Well there were 2 questions. One included writing the area of a trapezium in PASCAL, and the other asked what can be used to represent a program instead of using a computer language. I did answer that one in my dream.
What I find weird is that sometimes I'm like thinking during my dream. The fact that I know I'm dreaming so I can work things out in a better way, even though it's something virtual.
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Post by KoNeko on Feb 27, 2005 5:19:32 GMT -5
Haha, lucid dreaming. That's like when you are in a dream and you think "Oh, I'm in a dream" and then from that point it's like you can control all the things that happen in your dreams and stuff. That's really cool. I get that sometimes too.
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Post by hermoine on May 11, 2005 4:26:48 GMT -5
Believe it or not but it happened again! I had my Computer Studies exam yesterday, and I know I dreamt a part of it. Although the whole exam was weird, because I felt like there was some kind of susurrus going on. It was very weird. It's like, all my surroundings slowed down, my hand was writing so fast on the paper, and my mind was a mixture if a gazillion thoughts rushing around, while a small part of me was going, "Stop it! Is this what happens when you panic?" The thing is I wasn't panicing at all! There was no need to, because the exam was relatively easy.
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Post by Me on May 17, 2005 22:57:08 GMT -5
I had a dream in which everyone I had ever met was there. People I hadn't seen in years were there, all talking to each other, but I wasn't part of it. I could see and hear everyone, but they couldn't see me. My teacher was talking to this boy my friends nicknames "bubbleboy" because they think he looks like the boy from the movie Bubbleboy. Well my teacher was calling him "bubbleboy." My best friend when I was younger was also there. Everyone was there, I just couldn't talk to them. That's all I can remember.
I don't know what my dream meant or how it came about.
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Post by Sarah on May 21, 2005 23:57:48 GMT -5
hmm...that's a curious one.
Alright. So three of my friends and I go to this semi-couselor once a week. (She's not a counselor; she's the boss of the counselors...but she still counsels.) We don't go for couseling, we just go 'cause we all used to be good friends, but our hectic school schedules don't allow our seeing each other every day anymore, so the counselor lady(let's call her Mary) (who we were in a group with last year) decided to let us come in her office and catch up and bond and talk and such once a week. One of my good friends(let's call her lily) in the group the other day told us this dream: Mary (the counselor) cut off Lily's leg with a knife...the whole leg. Terry (my other good friend in the group) and I just sat there and talked to each other, not even acknowledging the fact that Lily just got her leg cut off, while Susan (another friend in the group) sat there and laughed.(sorry if that's beyond confusion) After Lily told us this, Susan really did laugh, Mary the counselor apologized over and over, and Terry and I sat there completely feeling horrible. [From how i've deciphered it] Lily truly feels left out from Terry and me, and feels invisible to us, while Susan thinks she's just on big joke. I can't work out what she thinks about Mary, because we all trust Mary beyond belief and love her to death. So yeah. That was weird.
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Post by Ritsu on May 25, 2005 6:49:45 GMT -5
I've been having weird dreams, most of them involving my parents, but today there was a small difference.
I've been dreaming I'm murdering my father since two weeks ago. I'm not saying it's a good feeling. Guilt isn't something I handle well. I think it's just a metaphore to how bad things are at home right now, because of him and his behaviour. But that's getting a little too personal. I know what the whole murder issue is about, so I won't get into details.
Tonight I dreamt I was supposed to go to the North of Portugal, more precisely Porto, or Oporto. By train. While my parents were at our country house with my father's bestfriends, who both me and my mother dislike greatly. I don't know why, but at the last minute I decided to cancel the train tickets and go by bus - which is stupid, since by bus it takes about 5 hours, and by train it takes 3. So there I was, when I cute petite red-head sat by my side. She was too cute. We started talking immediately, getting along well (I think this is because I long to meet a cute red-head). The bus started moving, and then we reached this huge ocean right in front of us with big, big waves. It seemed that ocean was covering what used to be a huge track of land, where the bus was supposed to drive by. The waves were enormous. But the bus driver had to move along, so he drove on the water, at full speed, trying to reach the other shore. The bus stopped in the middle of the ocean, but we were able to walk to the shore. Fortunately, we were near our country house, so me and the cute red-head went there, and for my surprise, four of my school friends were there too - the same that went to my country house with me, IRL, for a weekend. But then the cute red-head really had to go to Oporto to meet her aunt's cousin, who was cooking her a special dinner. And then this huge mess came up, because I lied to my parents about going North by train, when I really went by bus, and I had brought home a person they didn't know from any place. And then my father's friends started neglecting me, which is usual, really, but that made me even more angry towards my father and I was ready to kill him again when I woke up.
Very confusing.
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Post by KoNeko on May 28, 2005 0:13:41 GMT -5
Mina, there really is a place called Oporto? Because in Australia there's a "Oporto Chicken" chain which does something called "Portugese flame-grilled chicken" or something. It's like spicy or something. So yeah, that's really weird that it's named after a real place!
I had this dream last night about parrots. Well, you know those big blue and yellow parrot things? I think they're called Macaws or something. So anyway, there were some of them around, and I think I wanted one to perch on my shoulder or something like how pirates do, and one did but then its head fell off or something. It was ok, like it would sit there on my arm and be completely headless, and fly around and stuff. After a while I realised it couldn't eat and then it started to get really sick, like it would flop around and everything. I wanted to get rid of my headless macaw so I held it over my head and ran really fast down a hill with it, like you know how you launch a kite or something? And when I let it go, it flew for about a metre and then just flopped on the grouund and died. I think I ended up getting a macaw with a head though.
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