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Another University Dream…

Wednesday, April 2nd, 2008

I dreamt that I was hanging around with some friends from university right before a final exam. When the doors opened, we all went in and looked for our seats. They all found theirs, but I couldn’t find a seat with my name on it. I then remembered that I hadn’t actually registered in this course; I had registered in another course but never gone to it. So I found the proper room and the chair with my name, and sat down to start reading the exam questions.

There were only three questions: The first dealt with commenting on a paper that I’d never heard of – Perhaps if I’d gone to class, I would have read the paper.

Seeing my confusion, the instructor came over and asked “Do you have a copy of that paper?” When I replied that I didn’t, he told me there were a few extras at the front of the room. So I got out of my seat, and quietly walked to the front of the room. Everybody put their pens down to watch me.

On the table at the front of the room were copies of the paper and a few “mobiles” – not telephones, but those things that you hang over a baby’s crib that have things hanging from sticks. I picked up a copy of the paper and thought “this paper is over 200 pages long; I’ll never have time to read it before the exam is over.” I then started looking at the mobiles, trying to decide whether the one with elephants or the one with airplanes would give me a better chance of passing the exam.

And then I woke up.

Dreams: I didn’t do it.

Monday, February 4th, 2008

I was over at my boss’ house with another developer.  They were crying because they saw a comment I’d left in the software that suggested that it might be a good idea to re-think how were we doing something. They said “Do you know how much work I’ve put into that code?” 

I started to say that I only wanted to leave a reminder to myself to think about other ways of doing things, but hey started crying harder. I said “I’m not going to try and argue with you when all you do is cry at me”  and I left.

Then my boss’ house burnt down.

As the firemen were hosing it down, I mentioned “Isn’t it funny how your house always burns down whenever we have an argument?”  That’s when I woke up because I had to pee. 


Thursday, January 24th, 2008

I dreampt that I ran into one of my favorite professors from when I was an undergraduate in university. He was trying to convince me to enter a Ph.D. program because it would help him win a bet with another professor. Plus he was drunk.

There’s a lot of good reasons for pursuing graduate studies. There’s also a lot of bad reasons.  In hindsight, I probably had more bad reasons for doing my Masters degree than good reasons. But I’m pretty sure they’d all be trumped by “I got a Ph.D. to help a drunken professor win a bet.”

Wierd dream

Thursday, January 10th, 2008

I just woke up from a wierd dream. I seem to do that once in a while, but I never quite remember them later. So I thought I should write it down.

I was at my own wedding, marrying one of my ex-girlfriends. We were in Calgary. I had apparently proposed on a monday and the wedding was that same saturday. Somehow, all the preparations had happened and there were hundreds of people there, including the pope, which is strange, because we weren’t catholic. And he was just a guest, because the ceremony was performed by a Chinese minister with a bad haircut.

Right before the bride and I entered, we were talking and she said I’d be amazed at all the gifts she got me. I didn’t know that you were supposed to exchange gifts, and I had got her nothing. Because I was embarassed by this and didn’t want her to find out, I figured I should try to do something that would make her not want to marry me. So I told her that I just found out the day before that I was moving to California. She said “again? Why do you always do this?”

When it came time for us to come out, arm in arm, and walk to the front, there were a group of 3 attendants ahead of us. They practically ran to the stage, and so I tried to walk faster. My bride said “just because they ran doesn’t mean you have to.”

In addition to all the guests, there were Indian dance performances (?!) and then lindy hop performances. I was amazed that people had time to make all the costumes and chorograph the routines. Actually, I was just in awe of all the preperation and rehersals everyone had time to do. I certainly didn’t prepare or reherse. In fact, this was the first time I saw all of it, and I had no idea what I was supposed to be doing.

Then everyone disappeared and I was sitting on the stage alone, reading the schedule of events to try and figure out what came next. The minister came and asked if I wanted to go to the TV room, but I pretended to be inspecting the power plug for the stage and said “no.”

Then the performances started up again, and there was a musical solo. The soloist (not the bride) came up to me and sang in a questioning manner “Do you looo-ve meeeee?” and waited for my response. I had no idea of how I was supposed to respond, so she sang it again: “Do you loooo-ve meee?”

And then I woke up and had to pee.

edit: And now I’m done editing this and am going back to bed.