Effing school dream again!

[Araucaria]

I have had many school dreams over the years. Like a couple of the previous posters, I've had dreams of suddenly remembering that the final exam of a class that I completely forgot about, and never attended, is coming up. I was a substitute teacher at one point, and I used to have dreams related to that. And I took a nap today, and dreamed I was in a school. I'm not sure what my role was-- a student, teacher, disembodied spirit-- but I dreamed that I went into a classroom, apparently looking for something, but I don't know what. It seems it was in the middle of the day, perhaps lunch break, and there were several students hanging around in a somewhat casual atmosphere. They seemed to be perhaps middle school or high school age, I didn't notice anyone in particular, and I didn't interact with anyone. It's not clear whether the students were even aware I was there, or even if they could see me. I noticed that there was about 20 minutes left of their break, but I'm not sure why that was important. I ended up leaving the room. Was I going to come back later? I don't know. It's not clear who or what I was in the dream, what, if anything, I wanted to accomplish, or if there was anything I could do at all.

 

[Latimer]

As I previously posted, my anxiety dreams these days involve not being able to find my car. (How LA! as they say around town.)

But for years the dreams were the typical final exam ones, and for me the exams were always in calculus or trigonometry, and not far from the truth, as I never worried about any courses other than those. y final year of high school, I tried repeatedly to get out of my Calculus class, and when I wasn't allowed to drop it, I stopped going, prefering, for example, to ditch school with the rich, handsome "mad, bad and dangerous to know" class bad boy, and hang with him at the posh beach club he belonged to, playing volleyball and taking a steam, or spend the afternoon surfing, or simply read European history under the bust of Dante in the school library. When the time for the final exam came, I panicked, crammed and took the test sure that I had failed. As it turned out, I received a C, having otherwise been a straight-A student. I'm sure it was a gift. The teacher was also the principal of the school, and I figure he just didn't want to hurt the college prospects of an otherwise good, if unexpectedly rebellious, student.

My rich, handsome and dangerous to know friend didn't graduate with us, having knocked one of the priests at our school in the jaw the day before graduation. (He had been kicked out of 3 schools before landing in ours.) A lot of us would not have been surprised if he had died young--in a barroom brawl or killed by a jealous boyfriend or husband--but in fact he has somehow managed to survive and prosper.

 

[Pierresro]

I've been out of school for many years now. And yet every so often I still dream about being in school. You know that nightmare that you're about to have the final and you're completely unprepared? I get that a lot.

Last night, the whole night long I was in a math class. Dont know what math it was, because nothing made sense to me. It was the night before finals. Night class...

As I was sitting in the class, I thought to myself what the hell am I doing back here? See, unlike most asians I hated school. I got 2 degrees and I hated every minute of it. It was a mean to an end, that was all. I hated having homework to do. I hated having tests every so often. I especially hated struggling struggling with very theoretical concepts that have no application in the real world.

I sereved in a war I would gladly think of school not what I saw what happened in a war!

 

[Araucaria]

Geez, reading this thread is triggering all kinds of school dreams for me! Last night I dreamed that I was substitute teaching again, this time in a large urban South Florida public school district, that I have never gone to in any capacity, and of which I'm not too familiar. OK, I guess my unconscious mind knows what it's doing, even if I don't.

Anyway, I apparently got a substitute teaching job for the day in a large high school down there. I recall having to navigate through a crowded, chaotic scene looking for something, or perhaps some place. Again this scene seems to have happened in the middle of the day, perhaps at the end of the lunch hour. I found a classroom with only about seven advanced students (maybe the same ones in the dream I had before?), which I was apparently supposed to teach. But there was a lot of noise around, some of it apparently coming from a large group of students just on the other side of the wall. I went outside to see if I could get these students to quiet down somewhat, even thinking it wouldn't have been such a terrible thing to get the students to join my classroom, if they could be reasonable. But someone, apparently a teacher, told them to get ready for their class, apparently a power mechanics course. That seemed to calm things down a bit, but there still seemed to be some ambient noise from somewhere. I went back in my room, longing for the peace and quiet, because I knew that my small class of bright students were good, and it would be an enjoyable, relaxing, even fun period with them, if only all the noise and chaos from the surrounding school would just abate for awhile.

 

[rareboy]

I sereved in a war I would gladly think of school not what I saw what happened in a war!

Are you having a snifter of brandy perhaps?

Have you ever had the school dream?

 

[USEDCAR]

The first few years out of school i used to have tons of dreams.

I worked at two different Hospitals and i left my first Hospital in 2018 and i still have dreams about working there sometimes mixture of both jobs.

 

[Latimer]

 

[EddMarkStarr]

I've been out of school for many years now. And yet every so often I still dream about being in school. You know that nightmare that you're about to have the final and you're completely unprepared? I get that a lot.

Last night, the whole night long I was in a math class. Dont know what math it was, because nothing made sense to me. It was the night before finals. Night class...

As I was sitting in the class, I thought to myself what the hell am I doing back here? See, unlike most asians I hated school. I got 2 degrees and I hated every minute of it. It was a mean to an end, that was all. I hated having homework to do. I hated having tests every so often. I especially hated struggling struggling with very theoretical concepts that have no application in the real world.

Doing what you don't like, to achieve a goal, is fuel for dreaming especially years after the effort was successful. Your mind is playing, "what if".

 

[dombra]

My anxiety dreams most often involve not being able to find my car, which I've parked on the street, walked off and then forgotten where it is, and I end up walking block after block trying to locate it. I've also had dreams where I have to leave it in a repair shop, and then forget where the shop is located. The dreams are never set in the present with my current car, but always in the past with previous cars. I always wake up before I find it.

I often dream that I'm looking for something, too.
I don't know what that means.

 

[PalacePaul]

School was a loong time ago for me.
* They're not real common,but sometimes I still do get 'school-related dreams'...
* The most common form is something along the lines of: I'm in college, its getting near the end of the semester, and suddenly I remember that there's a class I've forgotten about, and haven't attended most of the semester
* Sometimes I'll get one that's just about being in class (dream doesn't even always 'say' what class/subject)
* Now and then I'll get one that's about highschool classes
* Best 'school-related' dream I ever had (and one of the best dreams I had in general): I was in class (in the room before class started) & there was one other guy there...he ended up kissing me - which felt absolutely amazing ..just wow.. wish I had more of those
* Most odd 'school-related' dream I ever had: Even though it was years after I'd graduated, I needed to go the highschool to get some paperwork(maybe a transcript or something) for whatever reason...... Something very bad had happened there in the months before, so as I was walking through the halls towards the office to get what I needed I also couldn't help looking around at all the damage that was done.

That's odd, but now that I read this, I remember I've had this dream, too. I'm in high school again, I attend all the lessons the first days, but I stop going to the lessons I don't like. At the end of the year I go back to those classes and realize I know nothing about the subject and I have done any of the assignments

 

[Telstra]

This has happened to me in real life. It took me 3 hours to find my car

wow, thats a record.
Anyone took longer than 3 hours to find their cars ?

 

[me203]

I've had school dreams as well. A few common themes I recall off the top of my head:

It's the end of the term, and I realize I'd forgotten the class and hadn't been attending.
I'm my present age, and going to a college class taught today by a professor I had his first year of teaching.
I'm back in my elementary school, but apparently to be a teacher.

 

[me203]

The dream I have not had, but wish I could have: getting laid by one of the hot guys in my college classes. It would be sad waking up from such a dream, since it never happened and such a dream would remind me nothing ever happened. But a dream is about as close as I can get to playing bedsheet bingo with those guys...

 

[Latimer]

wow, thats a record.
Anyone took longer than 3 hours to find their cars ?

No, but every large parking garage or lot should number the spaces. It would make life so much easier. I can't understand why so many of them don't. The shopping center I frequent has color-coded sections with both alphabetic and numeric co-ordinates, but it's so large that you can still spend 10 minutes wandering around to finally locate your auto. Thank heavens it also has numbered spaces. I have a white automobile and it seems that most of the cars in the garage are also white, which doesn't help either.