Do Dreams Mean Anything?

I had some weird dreams last night.

One of them was a recurring nightmare that I have had since I graduated from university.  I have it at least twice a month.  I dream that it is a month before final exams and I completely forgot about a calculus class that I was enrolled in but never attended, like ever.  Never handed one assignment, never wrote any mid-terms, nothing.  Naturally, I panic and then I wake up in a sweat.  It is then that I realize that I have graduated from school already.  This dream scares me the most because my family was very dependent on me graduating and getting a good job to help out.  So not graduating would have been an absolute disaster.  Thankfully I did graduate and have a job that I absolutely love.

The next dream I had dealt with my future.  I dreamed that I finally achieved my goal of being able to send my parents into retirement while at the same time buying a home for myself and my wife, who I never see in the dream, but others refer to her in the dream.  So at least I’m not pathetic in my dreams too!  My siblings still looked the same and were still living with my parents, who also looked as they do now.  Waking up from that dream and realizing that I was still single and lived with my parents kinda sucked.  Those dreams I classify as being really mean dreams and can be just as bad as nightmares.  It’s like a picture of someone life that is better than yours, enjoy it, enjoy it and then byebye!

The next dream I had, ya I didn’t sleep many hours in a row last night, dealt with me witnessing a crime by the mob and then having them chase me.  Only, I could only run in slow motion.  No matter how hard I tried, I just couldn’t move any faster.  And although they shot like a thousand bullets in my direction, I never got hit.  So I just kept running and running and running trying to go faster and faster and faster but still couldn’t, only slo-mo.  The dream ended when I got winded and I turned around to see these guys, but they weren’t there anymore and the dream completely changed into something else.  A girl I knew was drowning in a lake.  And in my dream she could swim, I don’t know if she can or not in real life, but in the dream she could, but she was perfectly content on drowning herself.  So I jumped in the lake to save her from herself.  After I pull her out, I was like WTF!! but before she could respond I ended up waking up again.

I don’t believe in interpreting dreams to actually mean anything, but I’m always interested in people’s interpretations.  Just for the record, I did contact the girl to see if she was OK, just to be sure she wasn’t going through some stuff and she seemed to be alright.  If you have any suggestions to any of the above lemme know.

The Internet

I don’t know how people sleep at night.  I am referring to that asshole that ran that beijingticketing.com website that scammed all those people out of probably millions of dollars.  And he didn’t just scam regular people like you and I, he scammed the families of the athletes too.  Imagine being a parent of an amateur athlete and having him reach that Olympic level and then not be able to see him/her perform.  To not be able to see him/her enter the stadium during the opening ceremonies.  What a fucking asshole.  I hope they catch this guy, and I’m pretty sure it will end up being a guy.  When they catch him, they shouldn’t treat it as fraud either.  It should be treated as murder as he killed the dreams of many people and worst of all the parents of those athletes and even the athletes themselves who after they perform will not be able to look up into the stands and see their loved ones.

The internet has brought about some really awesome stuff, but unfortunately it also brought about some new kind of fuck-up like the one mentioned above and all those porn loving perves and worse, child porn loving perves that are able to get away with it much more easily now then in the past.

I mean the internet has even eliminated our ability to communicate with each other.  I am a shy guy to begin with, but now, talking to a ‘real’ girl is even harder.  I am not even talking about trying to hook-up or meet a  girl I mean even when we hire a new secretary, it takes me a few days just to approach her, and thats if she’s normal looking.  If she’s pretty, forget about it.  I read an article a few months ago where they surveyed and conducted an experiment (and don’t ask me how) where they had a bunch of college males in US and tested how … ummm … they were able to perform, sexually.  I think the rate was like only 50% could get it up with a ‘real’ girl in the room and those that could, couldn’t perform for very long.  Good ol’ internet porn!!  The reasoning was, well the girls in porn are prettier and you have a wider selection.

As I understand it the internet was first created as a military tool for the US Army and although I spend way too much time on it, I sometimes wonder if the world would have better off if it was left that way.