First of all, happy Lunar New Year to everyone out there! I went home for five days instead of the entire week like my other friends since I’ve got a huge event in a few day’s time. Of course I took a lot of photos but I am still in the midst of post-processing. That perfectionist inside me is taking over again. Here’s a photo of myself, inspired by Ember’s photo ‘Smile.‘, and there are more ahead. Stay tuned!
Say Cheese!
Back to the topic of having a really weird dream, I was reading Nel’s latest entry today when I was suddenly reminded me the dream I had. My interpretations are in italics.
I dreamed about going to this shopping mall near my house with a group of my friends, whose faces were conveniently blurred out (a way of unconscious self-censorship perhaps?) except for one – how convenient – I’ll tell you more about it later. I think that’s because I wanted to go shopping badly during the break but sadly most shops were closed for Lunar New Year. The dream borrowed many elements from my previous forgotten dreams – a very eerie Déjà vu effect since I’ve never manage to recall most of them with my conscious mind. There was a huge shopping mall outside an elevated expressway, lots of flashing neon lights and sign boards – something like Times Square but way more surreal. This scene is actually borrowed from the view outside my neighbourhood – there’s a highway, a huge shopping mall and a large glowing billboard at night.
We headed in and went window shopping. At one dark corner, the friend whose only face was not blurred out pulled me into a corner and we started making out. And he’s a guy. The scary thing is that I could vividly remember every single thing we did during the makeout – the groping, the French kiss and all. It was indeed disturbing. Either I’m really sexually deprived (see below) or it has something to do with the discussion revolving around sexuality I had with my friends last week. I could still remember his face – short spikey hair, moderate-length sideburns, eyes that speak. He was wearing a white/beige tee (for some reason the dream was sepia-toned, I can remember very clearly) and baggy jeans, a pair of Converse shoes. That imagery is probably borrowed from various people I’ve known well throughout my life, and the Converse shoes are mine.
After that we headed for the arcade, a really huge one I reckon so big that it you could get lost in it. I love going arcades since I got hooked to it in Secondary 4 – just go there and have fun. He the glued himself to a football machine, I fooled around with the other machines and then decided to head home. I was walking alone along the road, with cars whizzing past me. The night was cold, I hear Chinese firecrackers and fireworks being set off in the distance, I held on to my jacket even harder. It was a beautiful night. That’s probably mirroring what I felt on that day itself – the day was cold (it was raining) and people were setting off fireworks at night.
Back at home, I remembered surfing the Internet and then realizing that the guy I made out with, a friend of a friend, was actually my long lost web friend. It”s actually Adrian, a Plurk buddy who I’ve got really close with but then lost contact after he quitted Plurk. I’ve never seen his face before, so I’m starting to wonder whether does he look like that too… but I hope not! Regarding the fact that I’ve never seen his face before applies to my websister Rei, who I’m still yet to see her in real life. Suddenly a mixture of joy and sadness overwhelmed me.
I woke up.
I remember my psychology lecturer telling us about Sigmund Freud – a psychologist who theorized that sexually-deprived people, especially during the conservateive eras in the past, usually had erotic dreams. Climbing up a stairway, corssing a bridge, flying in an airplane, entering a room, train travelling through a tunnel (haha – reminds me of this NSFW parody made by madTV, go to 0:37) equate to sexual intercourse; apples, peaches and grapefruits mean breasts; bullets, fire, snakes, hoses and knives mean the male sex organs while ovens, closets, caves and ships equate to the female sex organs. Mmmhmm. So does that mean I’m sexually deprived, or what?
That’s a mouthful. Anyway, what are your weirdest dreams?
[Edit]: I attended my tutorial session today and I realised that my tutor, a post graduate, was sporting his usual short, spikey hair. He has moderate-length sideburns, wore a white shirt (but had some green designs in front) and jeans. I didn’t want to know whether did he wear Converse shoes today, but I hope that it’s not him that I made out with in my dreams… oh, one more thing, the guy in my dream had a different face. Phew.
LOL! You and your lamp post! And what vivid description. Anyway… Hope you had a nice CNY!!! See you tmr.
Btw, I blogged about a dream too. Actually I once had a dream of you and Jason fighting some punks who barged into class, and you guys killed some big sized guy… you were dragging his dead body by his legs… I went like… OMG Terry and Jason (2 small sized boys) actually managed to kill some, heavily tattooed big guy… I was really amazed… Lmao. Couple of weird dreams… But never made out with a girl and don’t intend to. Gosh!
@Jas: That’s scary! I’m never good at fighting and maybe it’s your constant thought of that poor weak me that gave you that dream :D teehee.
Now I’m not sure whether I’ll be going to the BS109 lecture tomorrow. My event is taking a toll on me and I need to help with the clean up. Ah wells, let’s see heh. Good luck for the lab report by the way, hah!
HOW MANY TIMES MUST I TELL YOU THAT I AM EXEMPTED FROM BS107?? Lol. You should really change your IG.
@Jas: My memory is failing me lol! I need cod liver oil.
Wowie! That is some dream!! I laughed when I read your comment on my blog and I had to come over here to read more.
I would have been freaked out if I had that dream- especially if it was in a lot of detail. I guess you’re just sexually frustrated- according to Freud anyway ;)
@Nel: Ooooh you’re evil! I wonder which part do you find it funny… ah wells, there’s only one possible part *laughs*
I rarely have dreams that are so detailed and so it is indeed a little scary. And interestingly, the most vivid dreams are usually nightmares. I guess it’s the way our subconscious helps us to cope with our insecurities, fears and worries.
p/s: I read this study online that many straight guys have gay dreams and vice versa. This is interesting.
“The dream borrowed many elements from my previous forgotten dreams – a very eerie Déjà vu effect since I’ve never manage to recall most of them with my conscious mind.” Oh my gosh, I have instances like that too in my own dreams. I once asked a former psychology professor about why that happens, and he says that’s when one are between dreaming and consciousness, and very likely not really asleep anymore. That is, until you go back to uncharted dream territory and asleep again. Or something like that.
Now let’s get to your dream..
.. oh my goodness! Someone was getting action! In their dream of course. =P Well, I also read somewhere that if you’re straight and in your dream, are with someone of the same sex, it just means that you’re embracing the characteristics that come with your respective gender. If you’re gay and with someone of the same sex, then it’s either the lack of intimacy or just a reflection of one’s life when awake. I think Freud’s point on frustration or deprivation is interesting.. and it is true that what you desire the most (but cannot seem to get in your waking life) does manifest in your subconscious.
Hm.. regarding my own weird dreams, I have had a few. I had one where I actually rose from my bed and went back to it and then waking up in that same position, not knowing if it was real or a dream. (Out of body experience, maybe? Yike!) And I’ve had a series of dreams that have come true, one at a time.
The brain’s really a mystery, isn’t it? I think it really depends on how you interpreted it, as that’s always the best gauge. =)
@Maria G.: I never understand how it works but it tells me how powerful our subconscious mind can be. I’ve been through a few déjà vu events in my life, an exceptionally memorable one will be me dreaming about a trip to my aunt’s new home. I was told about the trip the day before but I never knew where it was. I dreamed about the sceneries, the shops, and the faces of some people that I see when travelling in the car. The eerie thing is that the next day, what was outside the car window was almost identical to what I saw in my dreams, down to the very names of a few shops and the faces of a few pedestrians. Freaky!
Yea I’ve heard that if you’re dreaming about gay sex if you’re a homosexual (same applies of heterosexuals as well), it actually represents frustration towards a relationship or unsatisfied desires.
Oh, and sometimes I have the same experience as you – when I wake up from my sleep I will have this confusion between dream and real life. I always think that I’m still dreaming but in fact I’ve already awaken.
And I’ve once had a slew of dreams of which I wake up before the best part begins. Bad luck perhaps?
wow. u really do remember ur dream very well. I can only remember a portion of my dream within 5 minutes after I wake up.
I’ve had a weird dream (the only one I can remember for this month, I think). There was somekind of a feast going on at my place. and everyone was there. Then, there was my ex. but he looked skinny. then, fast forward (I forgot what happened in the middle), the feast was over, and everyone was gone. Then, suddenly, my house wasn’t my house. the architecture looked different -now with a basement.
I just had my shower and was walking down the stairs to the basement, wrapped by a towel, and I saw my ex in the car. he still looked too skinny (but in real life, he’s not), and he looked at me w/o any clear expression. I walked past him and was acting as if I really needed him to look at me, and let my towel slid my towel down, but he still didn’t look at me. his expression was still cold. then, I can’t remember what happened next.
maybe I woke up after that. haha.
@Aisyah: Usually I forget my dreans within 30 minutes of waking up if nothing tragic or beyond my expectations happened. This dream was a little off my expectations so found myself reciting the entire sequence of the dream during my morning shower. If you recite your dreams, you will have a higher chance of remembering what actually happened.
I used to keep a dream journal in college where I’ll jot down the contents of the dreams the moment I woke up – so I had a pen and a notebook beside my bed. After that when life got really hectic I threw the whole concept out of the window and since then, I’ve been saving my dreams in a text file (hahaha)
Hmmm why do you see him as a skinny person in your dreams? Perhaps it’s a inner desire of yours wishing him to be more slender than what he is now? :razz: just a wild guess, hah. That’s a pretty interesting dream – you purposely dropped the towel to grab his attention?
p/s: Yeap, I use my left eye to look through the viewfinder. Everyone uses their right eye? Oh noes.
oh wow. how did that make your life turned hectic? is it just because you had to spend a few minutes more in the morning or is it something really weird happened. hoho. =P
hmm… Idk why, I never liked skinny guys. and there’s no way I’d want him to appear skinny -he’s just fine. and yeah, I purposely dropped the towel to get his attention. LOL.
oh yeah, sorry for the typo errors I made in the first comment. :p
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@Aisyah: It’s that few extra minutes in the morning and the other half of me being lazy :D I would happily trade that few minutes needed to write the journal with sleep, teehee!
I don’t see any typos on my first glance! I guess I’m getting accustomed to typos too since I make a lot of errors when typing.
btw, do u use ur left eye to see through the viewfinder?
that’s…. rare, I guess.
Very weird dream.. I was like, OMG! when reading you two guys made out, but that’s just only a dream, so who cares huh? I sometimes dreamt about me kissing this girl and tried to commit suicide when she said ‘NO!’ – hahahah :). Hey, read my blog.. And I’ve launched a photography website of my own… Feel free to look around and see my pictures! – (You want to know what? I actually started to fall in love with photography when I read your blog, teddY-risatioN. Ever since I saw your stunning pictures, all in a sudden, this interest in photography just came on to me.. but the pictures are beautiful..
take a look at http://usernamephotography.webs.com/
p/s: does your commenting area support HTMLs? Because I kinda prefer it to show in a link though.. Anyways, My love towards your posts never fades!
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@Adam Danial: Wow, that’s a wicked dream that you had. But no point taking your own life just because she rejected you – whether is it in your dreams or is it in real life (I know dreams are hard to control, haha). That’s a nice new blog you have over there, I’ll gonna read it maybe this weekend if I have time. Univerisity life has been a big b!tch lately heh.
Thanks for your compliments! It’s the photographer behind the camera that matters – it doesn’t really matter what kind of camera you’re using, right?
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<a href="" title"">Anchor</a>p/p/s: I don’t read minds so I don’t know what others think of you, but personally, I don’t hold on to grudges for too long.
Woah, that’s some dream Teddy. At first I was all in shock, waiting to see what happens next, but ah, it was just a dream.
(How many times do we hear “it was just a dream?”)
Oddly enough, you remember it all too well, which is what I find more weird then making out with the same sex. Then it got better.. a lot of things you saw in you dream you can relate to real-life applications.
I don’t know you, but I think you can see the future in your sleep. Or pretty darn close to it! -teehee, I’m kidding. But hm, I wonder if there will be a dream follow-up?
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@Jay: Yea, it was just a dream… it never go beyond the boundaries of a dream, heh. However, it feels so real that I couldn’t shake the feeling. I had another two weird dreams in the past three days and I don’t think I will blog about them anytime soon since they’re equally weird :D
Sometimes there’s a part two for my dreams! Usually the dream follow-ups are restricted to nightmares – good things never come twice, for me.
Nice self-portrait! The lens on your A200 is pretty huge! Unlike the tiny kit than came with mine, hah. And I see you’ve flipped it – nice trick! =D
About your dream, I seriously LOL’ed. Maybe its because I’ve heard of Adrian during those Plurk days. Dreams we have are always that bizarre. I mean, have you ever had a normal dream?
I’m amazed at how well you could recall your dream though. I could’ve never relate a dream I’ve had so well. I’d usually hit dead-ends when I try to recall my dreams – some locations, people, or the things we do are hard to comprehend or reasoned sometimes – things just wouldn’t make sense.
Our mind sure works in wonders, eh?
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@ember: Thanks! It isn’t strictly a self-portrait since my face never showed, but I guess that’s fine, teehee. The 18-50mm kit lens that came with my A200 camera is indeed a lot bigger, but then I prefer the smaller ones you have since it’s easier to carry them around. I assume they’re not as heavy as mine. I flipped the image, did a rotated crop but I failed to correct the way I hold my camera, in a slightly tilted fashion. Plus, I realised that I’m using my left eye to look through the viewfinder instead – is that very abnormal?
Adrian. He had a lot of funny dreams back then! I wonder how is he doing now. I’ve tried messaging him on Facebook before it seemed that he simply didn’t log in to check on his profile. That’s sad.
Normal dreams are rare for me. Either I get to see myself doing weird things, placed in weird situations, hanging around with weird people or it’s a nightmare of haunted places and ghosts :( meh!
I recall it so clearly because I actually rehearsed the whole sequence when I was bathing in the morning. I had to recall it because it was just too interesting too miss! I can’t remember most of my dreams – the typical goldfish memory of mine always fails me.
Whoah, man. That was intense. I’d freak out so bad if I had a dream like that. I’m not much of a dreamer. I don’t know if I’m mentally unsound or whatever, but I suppose that’s an entirely different issue, which I should attend to as soon as possible. I guess the weirdest dream I had..involved a scorned female ghost just floating outside my house and..lightning. Lots of it.
Of all the dreams that I remember, that particular one pops up a lot for some reason. I think I’ve had weirder dreams, but I’m not too sure. Haha..
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@Fahriee: Yea, intense indeed. And out of the blue. I never dreamed that I will have such a dream (pun intended)… anyway, it’s okay if you are unable to recall most of your dreams. In fact, you do have dreams at night (a standard and recommended 8-hour duration has around 5 REM cycles and so each person should have around 5 dreams per night, but I believe they’re continuous or something? We just happen to forget that we dreamed when we wake up :razz:
What’s that dream about?
OMG LOL! I use my left eye to look through the viewfinder tooo!! No idea why but using my right one just feeels wierd.
I think we deserve a high 5!
*HIGH 5ives*
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@sue: Yay, at least I know that I’m not alone :) *high fives back* I’m not used to looking through the viewfinder with my right eye… I prefer using my left one more, hah!
Haha, I guess then such dreams are not uncommon. I had one once. It was funny because well, kinda the other guy led me on too, in a public place, a shopping mall. Weird. Then again, I’ve dreamt of unrelated pairs kissing.
I must be sexually deprived along with you. Haha. That makes sense with the 18 gf-less or possibly in this case bf-less years. Haha.
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