Seems like every dream I've had lately somehow circles around high school...I'm remembering high school, I'm in highschool, I've gone back to high school...
Last night, my boss from Children's was my class representative in high school, and my best bud at work (Angel) and the sister-of-my-heart (
candledamachine) were my peers. We were going to skip school. Candle had gotten us cool fake passes and everything was set. Then my boss found us preparing to head out. As she dragged Angel and I back to class, she was crying and flipping out about OMGNOES!!!!eleventyone!11!, how she thought I was happy, how could I do this to her, hadn't she always been a cool representative. I said, yeah, but I was bored. She said, you hung out with Angel ALL THE TIME!!!!! I said, yeah but it's not like she was giving me WORK to do!!
Then it got creepy, because the classroom was full of retired soap stars. But I digress.
So I looked up high school in a couple of dream dictionaries:
Dream Moods says: To dream about high school, refers to the bounds and friendships that you made while you were in high school. What spiritual lessons have you learned? The dream may also be telling you that you need to start preparing for the real world.
Dream Dictionary (which is a pretty crappy site IMNSHO) says: Discipline. Instruction. You have the skills to resolve a problem.
Dream Lover Inc. says: Going to school in a dream is your unconscious reminder that there is a need for new learning and that you may have not learned an important lesson. School may not always be a positive experience, but it is always necessary. Ask yourself what do you need to learn more about? From a spiritual point of view, some believe that in the dream state an individual may travel to an inner plane or the spiritual realm, where they can attend classes which assist in spiritual growth and development.
Since I promptly left town to be with an mass murder who strangled a woman with a piece of rope in the middle of a restaurant and then threw her body out the window, ran away from him into a forest that was littered with abandoned SUV's, and promptly found myself helping our cancer kids get their cookie and milk snack at the hospital...I don't think I was taking spiritual classes. ;o) Although I am probably avoiding them, so maybe that's why my boss freaked when I was skipping class.
Regardless, all of the interpretations are interesting for the theme of having something to learn, of preperation. Which is, after all, why I am taking this big leap in my life...because something's missing, and I need to get myself together so I can find it.
I dunno. Maybe bogus. Maybe something to it. All I know is I hope I never dream of murder man again. *shudders*