Sean Tarjoto
Psychology
Mr. Halligan
Dream Log
4/28/99
Cara Philps was burning my stuffed turtle w/ a magnifying glass (?) during math class. I got mad at her after the period ended, and she got hissy and left (which is unlike her). Later, outside the PAC (in the driveway between the football field and the parking lot) I said aloud, "I'm sorry." Then, she suddenly appearead and said, "Okay!"
This is my first dream since we started. Note that I slept in the basement tonight, since my mother came back from Indonesia. Does being excessively happy cause aggressive dreams? This would correspond to Freudian theory. My grandmother said I had a bad dream because I spelt with my head facing the wrong direction (Southwest?)
5/2/99
This was another bad dream about my being inside a large house that vaguely resembled my own. It seemed darker and far more uncomfortable, however, and soon, I realized that it was during night time. Then, zombies started appearing outside. Mat Meechan was one of them; he came in through my bathroom as I tried to close the door on a bunch of zombies. I jumped out the window and rolled over some bushes (although I probably should've broken my face). I jumped into a convertible and drove away.
The next part of the dream featured me being with a blonde guy with black horn-rimmed glasses. We drove back during daylight and fought through a horde of zombies through the mansion's large backyard. I only remember fighting. At the end of the dream it's night again, and me and the blonde guy are on the roof in danger of getting bitten and turning into a zombies. So, the blonde guy decides to commit suicide and jumps off, then I switch to an almost movie-like viewpoint, where the other guy is on the concrete and a Chinese woman dressed in blue like a schoolgirl stands naively before looking around and taking a bite out of the blonde guy (who's still alive!). Here's where I wake up.
Casey says this dream shows I'm threatened by Mat Meechan, which makes sense: he's got a bigger, possibly funnier role than me in the upcoming play, and I think he's cool. Perhaps the most 'threatening' thing against me is his singing ability (he at least takes voice lessons.) I need to learn to sing for this musical.
The blonde guy may be someone I wish I was; someone who could be 'beat' Mat? In the end, he dies though, consumed by the Chinese woman. Perhaps this is my subconscious telling me that trying to be better than Mat is pointless or unnecessary, and that I need to only obey my true nature (or the naïve schoolgirl-like character I have in the play?)
Past Dream: Age 5-12?
I have had a reoccuring dream where those baby toys that you put the round peg, the square peg, the triangle peg, etc. are a hundred times the size of my body, and are smashing down all around me. I'm not sure if they fit into the peg holes or not though.
This could be a conflict between my individuality and the stringent rules of society. I remember the color blue, and the circle pegs most often. But other than that, lots of noise and a general feeling of extreme anxiety and fear. I no longer have this dream, but I've had it vividly and frequently. I still don't know what I was supposed to be doing to avoid being smashed, which means I may have been more confused than I thought.
Past Dream: 5-12
Once I dreamt I was running away from a bunch of adult criminals along with a ton of kids. After I'd awoke, it reminded me of the movie The Goonies. Except, I was Chunk. Everyone ran into an old bus and went down the emergency exit (except it was on the floor), to some sewer refuge or something. But I got stuck. Really really stuck. And just when I was about to be caught I woke up.
These dreams may allude to an anxiety I have with adults and inability to fit in
with a group of peers during my younger childhood. The Goonies was one of my favorite movies because it had a bunch of weird kids in a clique that basically showed the whole town off.
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