eski ruya

ben ders veriyodum sonra da
bizim profesor, brett levinson, derse geliyodu ama sinifim boyle bi
yazlik ev gibi yerdeydi. sonra bana sorular sormaya basliyodu, ders
uzuyodu uzuyodu. elif de ordaydi. sonunda ogrencileri bi odaya
tikiyoduk, ben de dusunuyodum 47 insan bu kucuk odaya nasil sigcak
diye, biraz da onlar icin uzuluyodum.
sonra brettle niye middle class, intellegentsiadan nefret ediyo diye
konusuyoduk, benim syllabusima bakiyoduk. sonra o tahtaya kalkip soyle
yaziyodu (burasi cok komik):
1-my body
2- body (burda parantezin icinde baska seylerde vardi da unuttum)
3-your body

sonra da beni opuyodu. ben de icimden olley bi profesorle yatcam
sanirim diyodum. annemle konusuyodum o da yat yat iyi olur diyodu,
elif de ben bakarim kimse gelip gidiyomu diye diyodu. ama o millet
gorcek diye cekiniyodu, en iyisi baska bi yere gidelim diyoduk ve
taksim e geliyoduk. ama bi sebeplerden yatamiyoduk. sonra ben o yazlik
gibi eve gelip ogrencileimi hatirliyodum ve cok ayip ettim diye
dusunuyodum, onlari odadan saliveriyodum.
sonra uyandim.

angelina jolie ve brad pitt istanbuldalarmis. elif ve benim oldugum
otobuse biniyolar. ben icimden diyorum ki, ay nefret etcem kadindan
ama yakindan bi bakiyorum cok guzel. gidip diyorum cok guzelmissiniz o
da gulumsuyo cok saol diyo. sonra ben diyorum ki hadi sizi gezdiriyim.
anglinanin arabasi var ben on koltuga oturuyorum taksim meydaninda
yavas yavas suruyo sonra bradi goruyoruz onu da arka kolutga aliyoruz.
brad sarhos ya da takilmis gibi. ben de pek yavsamamaya calisiyorum
ablanin yaninda hem de arkadas olmusum artik.
angelinaya diyorum sen vejeteryanmisin o da evet diyo. tuh diyorum
sizi sultanahment koftecisine goturcektim. brad diyo ki o vejeteryan
diilmis. ikisine de uygun bi yer dusunuyorum. sultanahmetin dar
sokaklarinda arabayla dolaniyoruz. muhabbet ediyoruz falan.
sonraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.
bi bos araziye geliyoruz. angelina diyo bu araziyi niye kullanmiyolar
hayir isleri icin? hemen otopark gorevlisi gibi bi adam gelip "abla
burayi manu chao satin aldi, cocuklara accakmis diyo."
ben de icimden cahil herif o adamin adi manu chao diil ki, o grubun adi diyorum.

sonra uyandim.

soldier

my husband (or maybe i was the husband- my identity was always changing) is in war serving the army without wanting. I/she goes to the camp, which is in fact the house of some people near the sea to meet him/me. We try to come up with a plan to run away but the house is really old and cracking so any attempt will wake up the other soldiers. But first, as we have not seen each other for a long time, we want to have sex. first we try when other people are watching but then we realize we ave to do it alone. there is alos a crazy woman in the house who we ask for a secret way out, but she is not helpful, because she is crazy.
then at night we tell everyone that we'll spend some time alone in the dock in front of the house (which was beautiful) while they are going to sleep. Then we go there make sound as if having fun, then run away while others are sleeping.

brad pitt dream

1st part, i'm in the series 24. the president's daughter is kidnapped and jack bauer is assigned to find her. maybe i'm jack bauer i don't remember but inverstigations lead to a group of rich cannibals, who we see at a yacht. they look really scary with tehri woulds. they don't eat each other but just bite and look really pervert.

2nd part- we are at a house, i think it's our house (elif and me) but it's not been habited for a long time. then some takes the musical instrument up (tef) and the sound brings all the little mices to the living room. then i want to go and buy poison to kill the little mice, but all my friends, and brad pitt is one of them (bald tyler durden style) are watching a film. i say to him come with me and he agrees and starts kissing me, and i realize we are lovers. then we go outside. there is a kebab salonu, i want to eat there but he says he'll cook.

woke up really pleasantly.

kafka dream

i don't remember the first part but the dream ended like this:
three guys were interrogating and torturing a guy. i was either there watching this or an invisible omniscient narrator.
their torture method was terrible, first one of them shot his legs then his arms, meanwhile the guy was screaming.
the torturer was planing to shoot him once more as he was not talking, but suddenly the poor guy said, "hey stop! i'll tell you something about Kafka." the torturer said, "we are not asking you about Kafka, we don't need that information." the guy said, "i wasn't even going to tell you this but since i feel close to dying i want this knowledge out."
this caught the attention of torturers and they let him speak.
i tried very hard to hear what he was saying, as i felt he might be saying something crucial about Kafka, but i couldn't hear him and also i was distracted by his attempt to unlock his cuffs.
He finally managed to unlock them and to the surprise of three torturers he showed his free hands and took up the knitting stuff right in front of him.
i woke up.

parti

part gibi bi yerdeyim acik havada. alaranin elinde sahane bi fotograf makinesi var resimlerimizi cekiyo sonra cok teknolojik bi bilgisayara aktariyo. asli var, saclarini kestirmis ve fon cekmis. cok sasiriyorum onu o halde gorunce. sonra emir eralp geliyo (ne alaka? yillardir gormedim, hem de yakin arkadasim falan diil, ama ruyama girivermis iste)
garip bi ruh hali icindeyim, hem partide cok bisey olmuyo, hem yapicak islerim var ama gidemiyorum.

black magic and football trees

i barely remember my dream now that it's way past noon already but esin was in it for sure. and maybe asli. some weird mexican guys had taken over this large house that was supposedly mine, and i realized that they kept casting evil spells on us girls. we kept having to run around this small town, making sure they couldn't see us. then i discovered that saying the word "buena" out loud was able to break the spell... and kept telling esin to say "buena" all the time.

trying to run away from the guys, at one point, i flew out the window but hit a tree, which had a football attached to it like a piece of fruit. then i got into a fight with the mexicans.

at the end of the dream, we all decided to move to a different part of town, by passing through the arcade of an apartment complex... it lead us from someplace like şişli to nişantaşı.

these dreams keep getting weirder.... it felt quite nightmarish, this one, so that i woke up around 4 a.m. and had to turn the lights on to figure out everything was actually ok.

Scary racoon-cat monster

I took in a cat as a pet, and as I was trying to feed it a box of catfood (that had an Artema logo on it... hahaha), it thought my arm was also food and suddenly transformed into a ravenous racoon. I couldn't get rid of it so I just woke up, I think...