Recent dreams containing subject

Generally I am on some kind of tram or bus. I am traveling along with some textbooks and notebooks. Usually I have a backpack but sometimes I am just carrying the books in my arms. Anyway, eventually someone I know gets on the bus. It is finals or midterms week and I have no doubt been up most of the night. The person asks if I am ready for the test in (and then he/she names a subject). I freak out and say I am not in that class! I then realized I either had never been aware I had that class or I hadn’t been there since the 1st week and forgot to return or forgot to drop the class. Anyway I break out in a cold sweat and ask to borrow his/her notes and start cramming as fast as I can. I realize that the final covers the whole semester and is worth about 80% of the class. I also realize I must pass this class in order to get to remain in school…then I awaken

This is a dream that is re-occuring to me. I am on a bus traveling with notebooks or textbooks. Usually i have a backpack but sometimes i am just carrying the books in my arms. Someone i know eventually gets on the bus. It is also finals in school, so i haven’t got much sleep. Someone asks me if i am ready for the test after they name the subject, i freak out and say i’m not in that class, or i say that i haven’t been into the class forever. I start to sweat and ask to borrow someones notes, i start to cram. The final covers the whole semester and is worth 80% of your grade in which i totally forgot. And i have to pass this class or i will not finish school. Than i awaken and try to figure out if i forgot something or what. I haven’t forgoten much but the dream still freaks me out.

I'm an escaped research subject that has the power to turn invisible and jump extremely high. I'm being pursued by assassins who kill my friend

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I was somewhere with Nick. I guess he was with me while I was looking at a house. We were walking through the house and it was really nice. Nick said something like he wanted to get this house for me but something like it would be really hard financially. Then it came about the he suggested we move in together. Or it came up somehow I don't remember the exactly the subject came up but we agreed we were going to move in together. It was obvious that we were romantically involved.

I was somewhere with Nick from my old job. I guess he was with me while I was looking at a house. We were walking through the house and it was really nice. Nick said something like he wanted to get this house for me but something like it would be really hard financially. Then it came about the he suggested we move in together. Or it came up somehow I don't remember the exactly the subject came up but we agreed we were going to move in together. It was obvious that we were romantically involved.

21 year old male doing grade 7 in different city to home i cannot find permission slip for excursion. stay behind with hot teacher and start having relations. tell her that I'm going home to work full time and do uni 1 or 2 subjects a semester

My dream is to become pilot and what all the tips i should do what are the important subjects

It was the day before and I was getting ready for a dance recital. I was super excited and I was getting makeup and bringing pretty clothes and everything. The next morning, my mom took me to a cafe to get me cozy before the recital. We were in a big hurry then because we were going to be late and then when I got there, I was tardy but the dance hadn't started yet. I still had time so I was relieved. Then a fellow dancer of mine was welcoming me, and some of the girls were applying makeup in front of the mirror. I thought I should follow lead, but then I realized I had forgotten something major and had to go back. So I went back and I was in this secluded place with mountains near. It was like something from an ancient folktale with mountain tribes. Then, as I was about to go into a little private shop, a few people caught my eyes. They were, like, wearing gangster clothing and they had big beards and kind of looked like hippies. Except they weren't, because I knew they were gangsters. And as they began to stomp, slowly and rhythmically, through the surroundings, I felt a sense of impending doom, and I was waiting tensely. As I waited, they finally attacked and began to shoot people down. It passed quickly, and I didn't remember much of it. When the attack had finally passed, I felt like I had just woken up from a long dream. I knew I had been subject to a shooting, but it felt really surreal. And since so many people were dead, and there was a loudspeaker talking about how people had died in this recent shooting, I was confused. Did I survive? Or was I dead and just a ghost of my former self, pretending to be alive? Anyways, I was really incredulous because I had just survived this shooting and the news had just been here and they didn't even care about what had happened to me. Then I could go back to my school, but now I had missed the recital and my teacher would be angry at me. So I went back to school for a short while and didn't let anyone see me, and I saw all the other dancers and people congratulating them and I felt disappointed I hadn't attended. But I didn't tell my mom anything and we drove to the psychiatrist because we had an appointment that day. However, I didn't want to tell the psychiatrist what happened. I just hung around the hospital lobby for awhile and the doctor at the front was staring at me. I went to the psychiatrist's office for awhile, and we talked, and then I left. Then my classmates began filing into the same hospital I was in. An alarm went off and everyone was told to remain calm and go with their heads down and their arms covering their heads. The scenery kind of morphed into a school and I felt like we were waiting to be dismissed. So anyways, suddenly all my teachers and the students of my school were there. I was bending down with a bunch of boys near me. I think they were joking around. I saw my history teacher speaking to everyone and once, I caught the head of my psychiatrist. People were telling the kids to remain calm.

I was in a strange building. The building was old and the windows were cracked and broken. I was dressed in a nurse's garb and there was two other people with me, one in a straitjacket and the other had on a lab coat. We were all in a room with a few hospital style beds and one locked door. The room appeared to be on the top floor of the building. We asked each other what the our names were. In the dream, my name was Rebekka Lynn, The man in the lab coat was named Doctor Bradly, and the man in the straitjacket was named Lucas. We suddenly heard a voice saying that someone among us had to die in order for the others to escape and that if no one was chosen, we would all die. We began to discuss among ourselves. Doctor Bradly tried to come up with a solution, While I was against discussing it entirely. Lucas didn't say anything on the subject. The Doctor began to suspect that Lucas was planning on killing someone himself. A fight between them broke out. I tried to stop the fight, but nothing I did made any difference. Eventually, I had enough and screamed that I would be willing to die. They focused their attention on me and suddenly one of the windows shattered outwards. The window was big enough for me to stand in the frame and so I did. I looked back at Doctor Bradly and Lucas and smiled through tears. I turned to them and leaned backwards falling off the building. The fall was short and, after I hit the ground, I saw fireworks exploding in a night sky above me. Everything blurred together and then I woke up.