English Teacher

I had this dream last night. I was a little girl wearing a blue checkered dress. I was hiding under a desk in an expensive formal study. The room had wooden walls and floors, and had velvet chairs and pillows. There were millions of books lined in built in wall shelves, and I was under a dark maple desk that was closed fully on three sides. I was hiding mischievously, giggling to myself as if someone was going to seek me. I had been waiting awhile when someone tapped me on the shoulder. I turned around and it was a yoing boy who had a stern grin. He yanks me out from under the desk, hitting my head on the table along the way. He yells at me for hiding from him while we were working. Suddenly I think I am older, and I am sitting with him at a desk wearing the blue checkered dress. It is much smaller on me now, as my legs and arms are considerably longer, and my face is more mature. I appear to be a teen. I am working on reading with him, and I call Queens College. Someone on the line tells me I can not graduate until New Year's of 2008 because I was supposed to turn in a paper. I tell them I am working on it now, and my face ages a bit more. I look about twenty or so. The boy is still an adolescent. We work on this project, and when I turn it in I walk down the hall, as if I was in a Queens College building the whole time. I dont remember much more of the dream, but I do now that I woke up right before I was graduating.

It was the best of times. It was the worst of times. I would identify this as....

I had a dream that came true tonight. Last week I had a dream that I was at my cousin Norm's house. I was playing with his dog, Jaime, an eleven year old retriever, and she started looking sickly. I continued to pet her, but she seemed to stop breathing. My cousin ran to her, picked her up, and we drove her to the dog hospital. The doctor took her away from us, never telling my cousin what was wrong with his dog. Unfortunately, I received a phone call tonight from my cousin telling me that his dog was taken to the hospital tonight because she did not seem right. We are still waiting to find out what is wrong...

Yippie! A practice exam that made me feel great! Unlike the other exam where I indentified 3 fully, I knew the titles and authors of 7 (count that!) of the passages! During the week, I have studied a bit, looking over my weak points (which seemed to be many and multiplied). I was so overjoyed taking this second exam, but knowing I could have such cold and hot exams makes me nervous. I really believe that it IS of most importance to be familiar with the authors. I felt more confident when I knew the writers and writing, and I also had MUCH more to say about the excerpts. I could talk for hours about the tenets of authors, and I also when I know the author and title I also have a more professional writing style. When I was unsure of the authors I felt unconvincing (or may have been rather unconvincing). I feel like it is a crapshoot! It all depends on the passages....

I have not been getting much sleep lately. Last night was no exception. I was tossing and turnng for over an hour and fourty minutes. I believe it is a combination of parent teacher conferences this week, report card issues, THE EXAM COMING TOMORROW, and other things... I have been on edge, sick to my stomach, and overwhelmed. I had a dream last night after a grueling time trying to snooze away my blues. In my dream, I am a little girl, very similar looking to me as a youth. I am sitting under a tree and I am crying. My mother who is very aged comes over to me and tries to console me, but it is of no use. She puts out her hand and I push it away. She tries to hug me and I scoff at her. She attempts to talk to me and block her out to the point where she disappears. I look up and she is gone, and it is snowing. The dream is completely covered, the groud is an ocean of white. The only thing not covered in snow is me. I am sitting there untouch by snow. And then I realize I can not feel. I dont feel pain, I dont feel love, I can even feel the things I touch. My senses seem to fail me. I dont even feel cold. I wake up after a while.

Yay! The exam is over! Although the mood of the exam still lingers on me, I feel like I can talk objectively about it. I KNOW I did not do as well on the exam as I did on the second practice, but better than I did on the first practice. I KNOW my essay was somewhat predictable, although I hope I added enough poetics into the mix, and that they have mercy on me. But really, looking back on it, I am just glad that it is over. I can finally have restful sleep again. That alone is awesome enough. I hope to get honors, because I know I did my best (hey I recalled Shakespeare's play!) and I know that I worked hard for the course. I think we all should get some form of honors since we did put our effort into the seminar for the year (and continue to put effort into our the class until May)! I wish everyone the best of luck. I know that we have prepared well, and that, after all, the test is very subjective because there are a million different possiblities for test passages. Overall, I feel like I did my best on the exam, but am not sure if my best is honors worthy.

I had this dream over the weekend. I had a dream that it was autumn, and I owned a farm. Ok, not so much a farm, but a home that had a large plot of land filled with strawberry, eggplant, pepper, cucumber, and tomato plants. I also had lemon, apple, and orange trees. At first I enjoyed spraying the plants with fertilizer, pruning and tending to the plants, but soon I realized the more I worked, the more the plants required my attention. Soon I realized I was leaving a crying baby in the house. I was so consumed with planting that I left a newborn that needed to be changed. It was an odd dream, because I remember even after I was so upset with leaving the child, I still went back outside and I was talking to the trees to perk them up. I can imagine that this dream has a lot of possible interpretations. One that came to my mind was that I am putting too many eggs in one basket, either being my academic or work needs, and I am neglecting my physical needs (not sleeping, exercising, and not eating anything that takes more than 4 minutes and microwave to cook). I was wondering what interpretations others had for this dream. Thanks.

I had this dream last night. I was walking in a tunnel which was dark and damp. There was plenty of water surrounding my feet, and I felt like the water was rising to my knees. I take out a flashlight and realize that the water I am walking through is gold colored. I get excited and run through the tunnel jumping and skipping in the gold water. It was such a strange dream. I have been trying to think of what the gold water could represent. I know gold is a color of success, and perhaps this could mean graduation is approaching and I am feeling the happiness? The dream really does change, it was just a constant joy in the golden waters.