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[grammarwoman]

...XKCD continues to ROCK MY SOCKS.



I have that damned dream at least once a month, only instead of a big project, it's the final, and for some reason, it's almost always math.

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[ailurophile6.livejournal.com]

THIS, and the dream where I keep misdialing the telephone.

I never liked school (yet I have a Master's degree, lol) and I HATE that 21 years later I still have this dream!

LOL

[grammarwoman]

It doesn't help that for as many times as I've had this dream, I always wake up panicked that I didn't actually graduate. WTF, brain?

One of my other pressure dreams is packing for a trip, and I fail to bring necessary things like a swimsuit for the beach. I suppose they both boil down to that I fear not being prepared.

[darsynia.livejournal.com]

OMG ME TOO. fdlskajfdlskajfdslajfsa.

[grammarwoman]

Like reading my mind!

[wiliqueen.livejournal.com]

For me, it always seems to be moving into the dorm and/or trying to register, with all sorts of bizarre obstacles. And it never bears the slightest resemblance to the actual MSU campus.

[grammarwoman]

From reading your profile, I think you left MSU just before I arrived, yes? (I started in September of 1991.)

I have this dream, too, only mine is a weird amalgamation of IMSA and college, and it's tinged like the dream above of "Didn't I finish this stuff already?" Then again, I miss a lot of aspects of high school and college (like rooming with garrity) -- just not a lot of the crappier classes.

[wiliqueen.livejournal.com]

Yup, I graduated in '91.

"Didn't I finish this stuff already?" is definitely an element. There's almost always a sense that I'm going back and starting over, or picking up something unfinished or something. But with no exposition of what's happened to my current life.

And how have I completely missed that you were garrity's former roomie?? I still remember the glee of figuring out that she had been at MSU just after us. (Met her and SM gaming in Columbus.)

[grammarwoman]

garrity was a year ahead of me - we met because we were both living on the Honors floor of Case Hall. We shared a suite the next year, and an apartment the year after that. And yet somehow we're still friends. *grin*

She's the one that got me into LJ, and a good thing, too.

[skywind8.livejournal.com]

Mine is also the weird amalgamation of imsa and college, and occasionally, with a dash of married life thrown in for good measure. (Sometimes, me and Daniel will be sharing a room, because "once you're married it's okay" or something like that. Very funny.)

I usually remember graduating, and yet I am still "going back" to school - usually high school - to finish something that I didn't get well enough the first time: usually literature, sometimes math. I'm pretty sure mine has to do with the sense that I was so busy at imsa healing myself and growing up that I didn't get the full academic rigor and learning that I wished I had. And now that I'm old enough to grasp that, I still want it.

I don't get much of the no swimsuit at the beach kind of dreams. That's probably 'cause when I do swim, I prefer to do so nude. :)

I do have a recurring series of awful "can't find an acceptable bathroom but I have to pee" dreams, though. I don't think that takes much explanation. Heh.

[grammarwoman]

Heh - people are hitting all of my usual anxiety dreams. I have the potty emergency ones, too - the bathrooms range from all full to horribly gross to full exposure in public. The brain is a wacky place.

we might be big big fake fake lies

[extatosoma.livejournal.com]

My big recurring school dream is that I'm about to graduate/complete an exam/give a presentation/interview for a job and everyone will find out I've been faking all along. It's definitely a repeating pattern: I am a total fraud, haven't done any of the reading or homework, haven't paid attention in class, but have still managed to pass with flying colors and be well-respected by my peers and instructors who haven't realized I'm a total fake. The anxiety component of the dream doesn't seem to be so much about actually being unprepared, it's about being *exposed* for being unprepared.

Sometimes it carries over into waking life at school, when I think I haven't learned anything or worked hard enough, but still did well in a class. I get all paranoid that I should have done more, and that it will come back to bite me in the ass.

Re: we might be big big fake fake lies

[grammarwoman]

Wow. Your brain really doesn't like you, does it?