this dream was a monthly recurrence for me.

[acroyear]

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[pyllgrum.livejournal.com]

True, I had it last night. I finished high school 37 years ago.

[thelongshot.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I've had that dream as well, thinking I'm still in college and thinking that I had completely forgotten to attend this class for most of the year.

[acroyear70.livejournal.com]

well, for me it wasn't forgetting to attend so much as avoiding to 'cause for the first 3 weeks or so it all ends up a review of stuff i've already learned...i only forget when i don't show up for week 4 and 5, and come week 6 it's mid-terms time, i'm utterly unprepaired, and the day to drop the course was "yesterday".

[rsteachout.livejournal.com]

Had it just a couple of months ago. The cartoon even got right the part about how I realize in the dream that I'm sure I already graduated and it must be a dream, but I'm still stuck in the dream for a while longer. *shudder*

[uncle-possum.livejournal.com]

Yeah, me too. It's rarely about high school, but whenever it is, the setting is still always college. The big problem is that I also realize that I have to repeat the freshman year, but they've given away my place in the dorm, so I end up scrounging for a place to live (usually end up tying my bed to the outside of the window of the 3rd floor dorm room I was supposed to be in). The really scary part is, in the dream, I am always aware I have completed a bunch of stuff--but somebody has discovered I didn't complete freshman year, so I have a do-over or my whole life is going to be a do-over.

[acroyear70.livejournal.com]

for me the variation of the dream is the fascinating part.

the building from the outside changes between most of my schools (but not all - my 4th/5th grade school in california rarely shows up).

once inside, the hallway does not belong to that school but to some other i know.

once in a classroom, that room might not actually belong to either the school, the building, or the building the hall way was really in. the classroom is *always* a classroom i know.

the number of students in the class varies between 5 and 50. sometimes i know them, sometimes not. sometimes the number is right for the classroom, sometimes not.

the teacher probably doesn't belong to either the school, the building, the building of the hallway, or the classroom.

50% of the time, the teacher is the right one for the subject. sometimes it's a math or science thing but the teacher's a history or english one. sometimes the classroom is a college one but the teacher is from a k-12 class.

so my hodgepodge of 5 schools, some 100 buildings with their various halls, some 300 classrooms, and who knows how many teachers and subject variations, all get selected from at random, to assemble this recurring dream.

or at least it was recurring 'til about 6 months or so ago.

that night, i had the dream where everything was the same (or, well, different as described above) until the very end: I was actually prepared for and felt I aced the test. not sure what changed, but the dream has been MUCH rarer ever since.

[shalandara.livejournal.com]

For me the dream would occasionally surface and the detail was usually that it was a block course I was missing. You know, those half-semester courses, that were often just a credit or two. In my dream it was always one that fell in the second half of the semester, making it prime to be forgotten normally.

[faeriquene.livejournal.com]

I had one like this last night, no project, but realized I'd been inadvertantly cutting a class all year.

Also? I looked for the alt text...

[greendalek.livejournal.com]

Oh hell, I still have this dream even though nowadays I'm at the OTHER END of the nightmare (i.e., I'm the one reminding a bunch of terrified faces about their projects being due at 5).

[uncle-possum.livejournal.com]

My worst nightmare was during grad school. The semester I signed up for the PhD orals, I started having the same dream at least once a night. Normally, I'd be dreaming something else, and then a group of very ugly trolls appeared (out from under rock, from a tree, just appear, etc.) and grab me, haul me back to where they came from, and there I was in the room where they held the exams. And, I was never prepared at all. Since I just scraped a failure (passed two of 5, almost passed a third of the 5 sections), I had to retake the next semester. Sailed through the second time, but the result was that I had that dream at least once a night for nearly 9 months. And, since passing, I have never had the dream again.

Ironically, the one section I totally failed the first time was, yes, The Tudor and Stuart period in British history.