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   <title>Summer Dreams?</title>
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   <published>2007-08-08T19:44:11Z</published>
   <updated>2007-08-08T22:13:46Z</updated>
   
   <summary> When we started this blog, I was one of the people that said I hardly remember my dreams. Then, through taking the class, and trying to remember them I did manage to gather quite a few for the blogs....</summary>
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When we started this blog, I was one of the people that said I hardly remember my dreams. Then, through taking the class, and trying to remember them I did manage to gather quite a few for the blogs. Something strange has happened since school and this class has finished. Now I am remembering much more of my dreams and also they are getting more detailed and disturbing... meanwhile I have no school, life is good, summer is here etc..... It seems the brain has now been trained to remember and perhaps with no studying, the imagination is getting busier...? What do others think? Have your dreams changed over the summer ?

Here is one. The thunder and lightning woke me around 6.30 am this morning. Around 7 am I fell back asleep and had this one....]]>
      I was at dinner in a friends house - the details of which are a blur - but my boyfriend, who does not know my friends too well yet was there at a different table and I remember being concerned as to whether he was enjoying it or not. Then I had to go home and suddenly I was in the house - a one-storey (in reality I live in an apartment building). I was in the house and there was some reason I could not get back to the party and I was texting another friend of mine about that. The overriding feeling was worry that nothing was going right. Then some young chinese people came in the house- it seemed they were the owners and they told me I had to get out because a fire was coming toward the house. I remember then trying to take a shower (!) and then changing my mind - being in a towel and not being able to find any underwear (!) and just general chaos and being disorganised where I was running around but nothing was getting done. Meanwhile I was still worrying about getting back to the dinner . Then the owners told me &quot;you have 5 minutes&quot;. Suddenly I could see smoke in the hallway and got more panicked. I suspect they were talking about the flood on my alarm radio and some of those words came into my dream..about getting out etc. Then in real life my phone rang and I woke up with a start.     
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   <title>Blogging - hard to quit</title>
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   <published>2007-05-25T23:37:39Z</published>
   <updated>2007-05-26T00:19:41Z</updated>
   
   <summary> Fred Tomaselli : Dermal Delivery or How I Quit Smoking Doing the blogs in this type of class worked really well. One&apos;s own dreams are often strange, personal, funny etc. and I think this forum is perfect for &quot;exposing&quot;...</summary>
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<em>Fred Tomaselli :  Dermal Delivery or How I Quit Smoking</em>

Doing the blogs in this type of class worked really well. One's own dreams are often strange, personal, funny etc. and I think this forum is perfect for "exposing" them for a number of reasons. 1) The anonymity (which lasted for some of the time) was really helpful to get us writing honestly. 2) I think it worked better to have each other comment and review our dreams and writing instead of just handing them in (as in regular classes) which I think would have prompted the more standard question of "am I doing this right?" . Viewing everyone's blogs showed me clearly that there was no 'one way' to write about dreams and the main thing was to make a good effort. 3) Working with integrating visuals on the blog and the website was great - a new experience in an english class. (Looks like Tomaselli got some new fans)  4) Writing about dreams at all was a new experience and learning about how authors use dreams and create a dreamlike atmosphere in their writing made me more interested in how writers do what they do. I hope I can use some of it in my own writing in the future. 

Apart from that I just want to say that this was the most stimulating class I've been in at QC - due to all the class discussion and hearing others ideas - it really was the type of environment where you were encouraged and wanted to participate. Many thanks to Professor Tougaw!! 
And to all my classmates  - it's been great. Hope to see y' all on the 30th for the celebrations!
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   <title>From Classroom to Outhouse</title>
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   <published>2007-05-13T16:21:39Z</published>
   <updated>2007-05-14T00:29:56Z</updated>
   
   <summary> I dreamt we were all in a classroom at desks and Prof. Tougaw was at the top of the classroom standing at the blackboard teaching. We seemed to be working on our web projects and talking about the conference,...</summary>
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I dreamt we were all in a classroom at desks and Prof. Tougaw was at the top of the classroom standing at the blackboard teaching. We seemed to be working on our web projects and talking about the conference, so sometimes I was looking at a computer screen on my desk and other times that was gone and there were papers in front of me. I was complaining to someone near me about what we were supposed to do. The person is vague now but it seemed the class was a mixture of you guys and girls that were in my high school class. Prof. Tougaw made an announcement that two extra people may be called upon at the conference to present their papers during the actual event. I was protesting loudly that it wasn't fair and he said lets try it now and I was up. At first I was still giving out but then I calmed down when I figured out I could do the piece I had already written and fudge in some extra bits, which I said  and Prof  Tougaw said that was fine. I was up the top of the class also at this stage and there were a group of people in the middle of the classroom all talking amoung themselves. I said "they are deciding to change the class to Sundays" and Prof. Tougaw just laughed. A female professor in her thirties, serious looking (no-one I know) came into the class room and brushed past myself and Prof. at the top of the glass so that we got pushed forward and she stood at the podium in the corner of the classroom and didn't say anything. We all seemed to take it as normal enough and that it was time to leave so everyone started leaving the classroom to go somewhere else. I was back at my desk with the computer on it and I was trying to finish something, so then I was the last one out. ]]>
      Not sure how it shifted but then I was in a small hut, wooden, like an outhouse (without the toilet inside!). I could not get out but I wasn&apos;t panicking. This all happened really fast but as I was trying to get out the hut was first in a car park and then it moved to a country lane because everytime I tried the door of the hut, it would &quot;step&quot; forward. I could see out and there were two men and a small child ahead of me. One man just happened to have a metal hook so he was able to open the door for me and let me out. They said it was the boy who told them I needed help. I bent down to thank the little boy and he was really small. I shook his tiny hand and asked him his name and he said &quot;Peter&quot;. I told him mine and said thanks and then I was watching him walk away when I woke up.  
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   <title>Reflections on Web Projects</title>
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   <published>2007-05-12T01:34:43Z</published>
   <updated>2007-05-12T19:56:36Z</updated>
   
   <summary>I have to say I love looking at them! The colors, the presentation, seeing the differences between them, even down to the &apos;about me&apos; pages. It&apos;s strange but surprising to see my own writing &apos;visually&apos;. I want to read all...</summary>
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      I have to say I love looking at them! The colors, the presentation, seeing the differences between them, even down to the &apos;about me&apos; pages. It&apos;s strange but surprising to see my own writing &apos;visually&apos;. I want to read all the rest of them now, but it will most likely be when the semester is over. 
      
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   <title>Mixed-up Work Dream</title>
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   <published>2007-05-12T01:06:43Z</published>
   <updated>2007-05-12T01:33:45Z</updated>
   
   <summary>I dreamt about helping one of the secretaries in work with her printer (which happened in real life a few days before) but then it shifted and her work area was in the middle of the warehouse, with people going...</summary>
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      <![CDATA[I dreamt about helping one of the secretaries in work with her printer (which happened in real life a few days before) but then it shifted and her work area was in the middle of the warehouse, with people going through the garments and choosing samples. Also at one point the bosses families arrived and there was a new level of politeness when they were around. Myself and the secretary were alone again, talking about marriage (and she <em>is</em> going to be married soon) but again there was a shift from reality because she was complaining about the marriage and the boyfriend, which I really don't hear her doing in reality. I remember during the dream I was questioning what was happening, but never to the level of knowing that it was a dream.  ]]>
      
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   <title>Dreams in Film</title>
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   <published>2007-05-05T23:41:44Z</published>
   <updated>2007-05-14T00:31:58Z</updated>
   
   <summary> Check out this link on IASD website to Dream Videophile which lists many movies that have dream content : http://www.asdreams.org/videofil.htm One of my favorites on the list is Donnie Darko (image above). It stars a young Jake Gyllenhall and...</summary>
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Check out this link on IASD website to Dream Videophile which lists many movies that have dream content : <a href="http://www.asdreams.org/videofil.htm">http://www.asdreams.org/videofil.htm</a>

One of my favorites on the list is Donnie Darko (image above). It stars a young Jake Gyllenhall and has become something of a cult movie.The suspense builds. The music is great. I love it's portrayal of teenage life and angst by showing Donnie's daily 'normal' life, which is in contrast with his inner life and the disturbing dreams he can't figure out. Don't want to give too much away by saying more, but I do recommend it... even if, like me, you are long past being a teenager :) ]]>
      
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   <title>Reflection on Web Project</title>
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   <published>2007-05-05T22:26:54Z</published>
   <updated>2007-05-05T22:38:01Z</updated>
   
   <summary>At times it has driven me crazy - because it can take a lot of time and messing around in the beginning to change colors or figure out why images don&apos;t sit right. However, I have to say it&apos;s nice...</summary>
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      At times it has driven me crazy - because it can take a lot of time and messing around in the beginning to change colors or figure out why images don&apos;t sit right. However, I have to say it&apos;s nice to &apos;see&apos; all our work up there. I am tempted all the time to just read other peoples sites (similar to the blogs) when I should be working on my own one.  What I am still finding hard is actually re-reading what I have written when it is in this format. When I do a paper, I do print and re-read after major changes etc. so see how it sounds, check for mistakes etc. I think, with the nature of the web, I only want to skim my content all the time instead of really reading every line carefully. Am thinking the Prof. knows this can happen and that&apos;s why we did last class about good sentences! So I reckon when it&apos;s finally all up there and it &quot;looks the part&quot;, I&apos;ll still have to print it all off to really read it properly just to make sure it does make sense too...
      
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   <title>Remembering Dreams</title>
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   <published>2007-05-05T22:14:38Z</published>
   <updated>2007-05-07T07:49:57Z</updated>
   
   <summary>I am actually having more dreams lately but not being awake enough when I come out of them to write them down immediately. And if I don&apos;t... poof.... completely gone out of my head. This would support the argument that...</summary>
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      I am actually having more dreams lately but not being awake enough when I come out of them to write them down immediately. And if I don&apos;t... poof.... completely gone out of my head.  This would support the argument that the content of most dreams are nonsense and we really don&apos;t need to remember them to function in the world. Perhaps our computer brains are smart enough to know which ones are meaningless and they go into the recycle bin but the ones we remember naturally ARE the ones that make some sense, and should be looked at and analyzed.  I really don&apos;t know. I honestly think some people have better memories than others and I would be interested in learning how to improve mine...!... and that may mean I&apos;d automatically remember more dreams. Sometimes the techniques we talked about in the beginning on the course worked for me - like setting my mind just before sleep to remember dreams - so it&apos;s probably time to try again - just to record a few more before the blogs close. 

      
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   <title>News and celebs - mixed up in this dream</title>
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   <published>2007-04-02T03:46:21Z</published>
   <updated>2007-04-02T04:08:27Z</updated>
   
   <summary>A member of government from my country is going to give an important speech. At first I am watching people following him on TV but then I am closer to the action and am observing the situation at a closer...</summary>
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      A member of government from my country is going to give an important speech. At first I am watching people following him on TV but then I am closer to the action and am observing the situation at a closer range- he is going up stairs with a group of reporters following him. The room he goes into is very modern, an almost triangular shaped room with one part of the room &quot;higher&quot; than the other, and it all sits at the top of the curving staircase. Everything is a light colored wood and there is a podium for him to speak from, about peace and political agreements being made in the country. A female american ambassador asks him some questions. I could be back to watching this on TV because in the dream I am explaining to someone else that &quot;this all looks small , but it isn&apos;t as small as it looks&quot;. 
      Next thing I know, the politician and I are in another room away from the speech room. It is a large kitchen. Now I am a reporter and I am asking him questions about his dead wife, who is Courtney Love! The other reporters are a distance away from us and I get a bottle out of the refrigerator for the politician and I. At first, it is a bottle of water but then it is a bottle of champagne. Our conversation is now about how Courtney Love was when she was dying. I ask him what it was like for her. He says that she didn&apos;t believe in &quot;God and all that&quot; and I agree, as if I knew her and he goes on to say.. or I think he is about to say that she was ok with dying, but I wake up. 
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   <title>Re-occuring dream from Childhood</title>
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   <published>2007-04-02T03:38:57Z</published>
   <updated>2007-04-02T03:44:03Z</updated>
   
   <summary>Following on from my previous entry, here is another of my mother&apos;s dreams, but she had it when she was a young girl and she said it was re-occuring and she still remembers it well. There is a knock on...</summary>
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      Following on from my previous entry, here is another of my mother&apos;s dreams, but she had it when she was a young girl and she said it was re-occuring and she still remembers it well. 
There is a knock on the front door of the house she grew up in. She goes out to answer it and &quot;something&quot; brushes past her and it goes &quot;thump thump&quot; around the house. The sound seems to be what really gets to her in the dream as the sound of the &quot;thump&quot; gets louder and louder. It seems like she knows she is dreaming because she &quot;wants to wake up, but can&apos;t&quot;.
This seems to be a lucid nightmare, where she knows she is dreaming but cannot wake up or change the events. She gets more and more scared in the dream until eventually she does wake up, in a sweat. 
      
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   <title>Your age and your dreams</title>
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   <published>2007-04-02T03:14:31Z</published>
   <updated>2007-04-02T03:37:12Z</updated>
   
   <summary>Do our dreams change over time? What age are we in our dreams when we get older? My mother and father are in their seventies. My mother told me on the phone that she recently had this dream. Basically it...</summary>
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      Do our dreams change over time? What age are we in our dreams when we get older?
My mother and father are in their seventies. My mother told me on the phone that she recently had this dream.  Basically it is about my father telling her that he is leaving her - for another woman. In the dream she is very distraught and she said she is pleading with him to stay, but &quot;to no avail&quot; and she said she woke up &quot;in a terrible state&quot;. It seems funny to me because it highly unlikely that my father would be having an affair at this stage in life, having been married to my mother so long, (over 50 years), yet it still bothered her a lot while she was dreaming it.


      Perhaps other people&apos;s reaction to our dreams is what is different when we get older ?! My mother meets other women from the neighborhood when she goes to the supermarket to buy food to make dinner for her and my father.  At the checkout she told a few of them the dream, to give them a laugh, but still telling them how awful it was. Her friend, also an older lady, replied &quot;that must have been the best dream you ever had - what a relief!&quot; getting another laugh out of them - no husbands around to join in, of course. 
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   <title>Conference Dream</title>
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   <published>2007-04-02T03:00:35Z</published>
   <updated>2007-04-02T04:10:43Z</updated>
   
   <summary>I dreamt it was the Honors Conference and we were going on stage. Then it changed to a debate. Brian Lehrer from NPR radio was there moderating. Then there was a woman with a european accent on stage telling us...</summary>
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      I dreamt it was the Honors Conference and we were going on stage. Then it changed to a debate. Brian Lehrer from NPR radio was there moderating. Then there was a woman with a european accent on stage telling us about a book she illustrated. It was supposed to be the &quot;most beautiful book in the world&quot;. Some of my family were in the audience (but they don&apos;t live in New York) and then I also recognised some of my school friends (from elementary school) in the audience. It seems the whole thing was at once the honors conference, a radio show debate and a school presentation from years ago. I met my younger sister in the bathroom and she had a cold. There are other details but I don&apos;t remember them. 
I often have dreams where people from my past are in the same place with people from New York. Or that the setting of the dream seems to be here ( that&apos;s not always explicit, but I presume it perhaps, because in the dreams I feel I am as I am now) but the people in the dream are from my original country and don&apos;t live here in reality. 
      
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   <title>Our day out</title>
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   <published>2007-04-02T02:49:04Z</published>
   <updated>2007-04-02T03:00:16Z</updated>
   
   <summary>Enjoyed our school trip! Very cool to have our own screening at the brand new Moma. Movie was unusual... and interesting. I love the title. Makes me think about the term &quot;bourgeoise&quot; - that it is not used so much...</summary>
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      Enjoyed our school trip! Very cool to have our own screening at the brand new Moma. Movie was unusual... and interesting. I love the title. Makes me think about the term &quot;bourgeoise&quot; - that it is not used so much now. It seems like it would not hold as much water as an insult these days when consumerism is a way of life and the middle class lifestyle is held up as something for us all to aspire to. It&apos;s good to see something that mocks that &apos;ideal&apos; now and then. 
I loved the frenchness of the movie, down to the greetings, the clothes and the detailed talk of food and drink. The relationships had some good surprises - the drug ring, the affair, the couple running out to have sex in the garden, the soldier telling the strange story about murdering his father! The political scenarios - like the army coming in for dinner and then doing manoeveres nearby were funny also - and then of course all the dream sequences gave some good twists and more send-ups of politics, religion and class. 
      
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   <title>It&apos;s done!</title>
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   <published>2007-03-27T01:34:09Z</published>
   <updated>2007-03-27T01:43:27Z</updated>
   
   <summary>Almost can&apos;t believe that it IS the end of March and the essay and exam are over! Honestly, the exam wasn&apos;t that bad - I think everyone recognised a few - so we should be ok. It gives you confidence...</summary>
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      <name>silent partner</name>
      
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      Almost can&apos;t believe that it IS the end of March and the essay and exam are over! Honestly, the exam wasn&apos;t that bad - I think everyone recognised a few - so we should be ok. It gives you confidence to guess some of the others when you are sure of some of them. When I read the passage with all the Irish place names I went with &quot;Joyce&quot; because basically his name stuck in my brain, from the sample exams, so was happy to hear afterwards that it actually was him. The poetry section - it was definitely a good thing that there were 4 poems and a choice. It&apos;s true that doing an essay like that in an hour and a half is a bit &apos;quick and dirty&apos; but all in all, that part was do-able too. It really helped that we were well prepared for the format etc. - thanks to our Prof. 

      
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<entry>
   <title>Sample Exam #2</title>
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   <published>2007-03-14T23:59:51Z</published>
   <updated>2007-03-15T00:08:01Z</updated>
   
   <summary>I found this one harder - after I studied...! From doing the two samples the way I see the test now is - I do need to know for definite some of the authors and works. It just makes it...</summary>
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      <name>silent partner</name>
      
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      I found this one harder - after I studied...! From doing the two samples the way I see the test now is - I do need to know for definite some of the authors and works. It just makes it so much easier to write about them. Also that knowing nine of them probably won&apos;t happen. In the case of not knowing, I need to know something intelligent about each time period so I can write that. 
I find it frustrating that sometimes it&apos;s better to guess and sometimes not - I am still more on the side of guessing because if I get it wrong - I may have gotten it close and that could help . Also if I put no author I think that says for sure I just don&apos;t know it. I understand that it&apos;s not good to come out and say it&apos;s Joyce when it&apos;s actually Beowulf but saying Shelley instead of Keats and talking about the Romantics at least shows I know the name of some Romantic poet.
I think I will be using the phrases &apos;it may be&apos; or &apos;perhaps it is..&quot; in this exam...
As we have been told, the marking is subjective, so I suppose our approach may be also.
Best of luck to all of us!
      
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