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Showing posts with label dream. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dream. Show all posts

Monday, August 24, 2009

I Had the Weirdest Dream Last Night

Parts of it were completely random, as dreams tend to be.  However, the strangest part of the dream was because of an oddly coherent segment.  And during this portion of the dream, I knew exactly what was going to happen next.  It was as though I were writing it as I slept.


I am seeing through the eyes of a girl named Mina, who has a mentally retarded older sister (who disappeared without a trace).  She transfers to a new school where she is snapped up by three super popular girls.  She's in class with all three of them and a cutie named Charlie (blonde hair, blue eyes - classic good looks).  While they are in class, a woman from the office c comes in to do a presentation.  The three girls don't want to watch the presentation (which isabout mentally disabled people), so they go to the bathroom, taking Mina along.

A girl comes up to the bathroom door while they're in there, fixing their makeup and whatnot and one of the girls (who looks strangely like Chastity from "10 Things I Hate About You" the TV show) squeals, "Lock the door!  Lock the door!  She's crazy!"  So, Mina locks the door.  Then she finds out that the girl is mentally retarded.  So, feeling bad, she opens the door.  She starts saying things such as, "I'm so sorry for closing the door" and "Wow, you're really, really pretty."  (She is pretty, with long dark hair and blue eyes) The girl responds, "Thank you, Mina." (Apparently everyone knows Mina, the transfer student)

They go outside and Charlie is there.  He takes the girl away, leading to the realization that she is his younger sister.  He doesn't even glance at Mina because several times it has happened that a girl is nice to his sister just to get close to him.

Mina, however, is determined to get to know his younger sister because she reminds Mina of her older sister, who she misses sorely.  So, she starts to spend time with her.  Eventually, Charlie also starts to spend time with the both of them of them.  There are even times when just Mina and Charlie hang out.  Of course, during this time, the two of them start to fall for each other.

The three girls find out and are jealous that Mina is spending time with Charlie, so they tell her not to hang out with Charlie's younger sister (apparently she isn't cool enough).  Mina is confused as to what she really wants - she wants to be friends with the three popular girls, but she does want to hang out with Charlie's sister.  The only problem with that is that sometimes hanging out with his sister makes her miss her own sister terribly.

Mina ends up standing up Charlie's younger sister.  He finds out and gets really upset.  Instead of yelling or anything, he coldly tells her not to bother coming around any longer.  Mina keeps trying to talk to Charlie and apologize for her lapse in judgment.

She runs into his little sister at school and realizes she's the one who needs an apology.  Charlie's little sister is very forgiving and says she just wants to be able to hang out with her friend again.  Charlie realizes he can't protect her forever, no matter how hard he tries.  So, he grudgingly lets Mina hang out with her again - although that doesn't mean he's forgiven Mina.

Mina apologizes to him and explains her situation, with her older sister and everything.  Charlie is shocked and not only forgives Mina, but comforts her too.

The End.

I seriously can't believe I dreamt this.  It has some plot holes, but it makes complete sense.

Wednesday, May 20, 2009

Was It All Just A Dream?

Why is it that when something fantastic happens, sometimes it feels completely unreal?  It becomes wrapped in a dreamlike haze, like something carefully placed in a store window to be seen, but not touched.


It's true that your memory of an event changes the moment after the memory occurs - nothing you recall, even when you believe it's engraved in your mind like a high-quality photograph, is exactly as it was the moment it happened.  Although, photographs do fade too.

In some ways, this is a good thing.  Imagine if you could relive the painful memories - your hostile break-up, or a beloved grandparent's funeral.  The ability of memories and the emotions contained within them to fade is a blessing in some ways because of this.  Who doesn't have something he would like to forget?

However, there are some memories we want to cling to like a movie we can play over and over again with the exact dialogue, the exact emotions, the exact expressions.  Unfortunately, it isn't just painful memories that fade.  The good ones fade as surely as water trickles out of your cupped palms.

So what is it that gives the really amazing memories a dreamlike quality when you look at them later?  Is it the fading away of the memories or something else?  Is there some other facility of the mind that seeks to capture the memories we treasure most and lock them away for safekeeping as accurately as possible?  Is it because we're looking at them in a glass case that they seem ethereal?

A boat, underneath a sunny sky
Lingering onward dreamily
In an evening of July--

Children three that nestle near,
Eager eye and willing ear,
Pleased a simple tale to hear--

Long has paled that sunny sky;
Echoes fade and memories die;
Autumn frosts have slain July.

Still she haunts me, phantomwise,
Alice moving under skies.
Never seen by waking eyes.

Children yet, the tale to hear,
Eager eye and willing ear,
Lovingly shall nestle near.

In a Wonderland they lie,
Dreaming as the days go by,
Dreaming as the summers die;

Ever drifting down the stream--
Lingering in the golden gleam--
Life, what is it but a dream?

-Life is But a Dream, Lewis Carroll