| If You Wanna Go -- Joy Williams]
Aside from the fact that I'm glad I have them (it makes eating so much easier), I've never really liked teeth very much. This probably stems from my childhood fear of going to the dentist. ;_;
But, as usual, that isn't actually the point of this entry.
I've been having a whole hell of a lot of dreams about my teeth falling out these days, and it's kinda freaking me out. :[ It's supposed to be a pretty common dream, right up there with falling, flying and being caught in public naked. (Falling, sure. Flying, once or twice. Being naked, never. What counts as public anyway?)
Back in the day (2002), Woolbright assigned us an epic project worth 25% of my overall grade at the very end of the year (thanks a lot, and wow, this journal goes back far): 4QRP, which I think stood for something like "4th Quarter Research Project," and we were granted the freedom to do research on any subject we wanted. Being the spiteful wench that I am, I wrote a 96-page report on psychic abilities and dream analysis/interpretation. I doubt she actually read it, so I guess the joke was on me, but still, at least it was interesting. I actually started keeping a dream journal for several years because of that project, and it helped me to remember them more easily, and after some time, I could even control what happened in em'. It was pretty awesome, but I kept losing that journal, and thus, it took years to finish just the one. After I started college at Davis, I didn't have much time to write in my regular journal, let alone that one, so I never ended up starting one up again. :[ But one of these days, I'd like to make a new one and stick to it again. (What, Farrah? Another journal? How many do you even have? I think I have six at the moment. lawl.)
Anyway, apparently, dreams about your teeth falling out most often represent any of the following:
1) I think that people think I'm ugly.
2) Fear of death and growing old.
I do indeed at times feel like I'm over the hill, but no.
3) Fear of involuntary change.
Hmm...closer, but I'm getting better at accepting that, so no.
4) Fear of failure.
I've always been afraid of failure. It suits my name. (Failure Fong. :O )
5) I feel powerless to stop and/or change things in my life.
This is the closest. :[ But I imagine this will change soon.
In the meantime, I guess I'll just have to endure waking up every morning to check if all my teeth are still there. :[ I've even started accepting it in my dreams. Sad, very sad.