Seems that I’ve been having dreams quite often lately, and a significant portion (at least of out those I can remember) of them have some relation to school.
One afternoon a few days back, my eyes were feeling tired from looking at the computer screen, and I decided to lie down and shut my eyes for a bit. I ended up falling asleep for about an hour, and dreamt that I went back to the lab in school. The lab area however, looked really different from what it’s like in reality. The lifts were the size of cargo lifts, and the doors looked like those you see in hospitals – they had 2 flaps, and were without handles. You just had to push them and they would open. There was some construction going on, and the whole area seemed more spacious and also brighter. Basically it looked nothing like what I’m used to seeing, and I had no idea how it registered to me that I was actually in the school lab. I had no idea what I was there for as well, and I don’t remember recognising anyone I met in my dream. It was like… a dream with totally no point to it.
The second one happened last night. Everyone had already submitted their theses, and we were required to do an oral presentation before we could officially finish our final year project. Instead of the presentation being done in school, it was done in guess what… a ship! Not everyone was on board though, so it might have been that the whole cohort was split up into different groups to do their presentations at different times. I remember spending a lot of effort preparing for my presentation, and talking to Nicholas about it.
On the actual day of the presentation, everyone from on board the ship gathered in a room, and 3 examiners were there to grade us. They sat behind a long table, which was covered with white table cloth, while the rest of the students sat together. I remember my future boss being one of the examiners. I was called up to present my project, and after finishing my introduction, I was asked to stopped. Apparently the examiners thought that that was all I had to say! I remember being really bothered and upset by it, especially when Nicholas got to finish his presentation when it got to his turn.
After everyone had finished their presentations, we sailed back to school. I was still unhappy with what had happened, so I tried to find someone that might be able to help me. I remember walking through the corridors and seeing some of the profs having a meeting, and Sadler in her office, talking to some students. Like the previous dream, the school looked nothing like what it does in real life. I don’t remember finding anyone in the end, and I woke up after that.
It’s kind of odd why I’ve been dreaming about school so much. I haven’t been to school since Tuesday, nor have I been thinking about school or FYP this couple of days. Usually the things you dream of have some sort of relation to what you have been thinking about in the day, right? My dreams don’t seem to make much sense as well. Well, as long as my poster presentation on the 5th doesn’t turn out like what happened in my dream, then all is fine. I really don’t want to screw up at the very end.