I Dream of Aud (1965)

It was a weird dream. I was decked out in the light brown/beige Hwa Chu uniform and was wandering the assembly grounds of what I now recall to be Tao Nan School. There were hundreds of students there and on closer look, they were people I knew. Of particular notice, the Tataps were there. As a group. Not long after saying hi, the music started and the national anthem played.

Only it wasn't the national anthem.

I can't remember the music now but I saw the lines of students moving. If I weren't mistaken, they were either Bollywood dancing or linedancing. And I was moving too. Except that I think I looked more like I was performing the Great Singapore Workout.

After that unnerving experience, we were dismissed and I wandered the school grounds aimlessly. Scours of students were around and I wandered to this part of the school which resembled the corridor outside the current Law Library. That's when I looked up and saw Aud. She was being nice and said something that I couldn't hear. But it seemed like I understood her. Something about contacting the BLE.

My God. Even in my dream I was preoccupied about my bloody PLC. I felt this strange feeling that something was very wrong. I started to be aware of my surroundings and that it was rather... unnatural. Especially so was the fact that I was in school uniform and I think I was supposed to be in my PLC! Immediately I whipped out my handphone and dialed the number to the BLE (I stored it on my handphone okay~) Immediately the first thing I heard was "Is this that girl from just now? Is she calling back again? That Aud? Tell her her application is not ready yet, don't be so gan cheong."

That was weird. Frantically I tried to tell them "this has got to be a mistake! I don't belong here!" I was put on hold as they checked my particulars (which oddly enough I didn't give them) and then...

I woke up.

9:00 AM and the alarm was ringing.

Halfway through the first seminar of the day, I messaged Aud and told her that I dreamt of her. And of the dancing. She was nice enough to reply that she didn't mind a night out dancing if that was what I meant. But what I really meant to illustrate when I texted her was that I now believe that men can tell a girl that she was the girl in their dreams (the night before), and not have a sexual connotation to it.

In fact it was strangely bizarre. Hur hur hur.

Poking around online in search of the meaning of the bizarre dancing in my dream, I found this:

"To dream that you are dancing, signifies freedom from constraints and harmony/balance with yourself. You are working in cooperation with yourself. It also represents frivolity, happiness, gracefulness, sensuality and sexual desires. Alternatively, it may signify intimacy and a union of the masculine and feminine aspects of yourself.

To dream that you are attending or going to a dance, indicates a celebration and your attempts to achieve happiness. Consider the phrase the "dance of life" which suggests creation, ecstasy, and going with what life has to offer you.

To see children dancing in your dream, signifies that you will have a comfortable home, and healthy, well-behaved children in the future.

To see ritualistic dancing in your dream, denotes your need to get in touch with the spirit within.."

I know I'm working on something. That's for sure, but I'm not exactly happy at the moment with what life has to offer me. I THINK I saw children, is that a good sign? Was my lame attempt at dancing considered ritualistic? Hmm. If I see something supernatural tonight (within) I'll do up another lame blog post.

Moral of the story. I have fucking lame dreams that make no fucking sense at all.