school of rock

In my dream, I was in a college dorm.  The suite was for six, and was really just one room with six beds plus another room with two beds that was still part of the suite.  I was trying to come up with enough people to fill it, and also to angle my way into the two-room bed.  In retrospect, it was kind of like a camper/counselor setup.

Then I was in class, some strange mix of high school and college.  I was told it was college, but the classroom was a high school one, and the teacher was my middle school English teacher (Mrs. M.).  I was talking to someone else in the class about it not being fair that we had to work and go to school while we were supposed to be on vacation.  If it was a real vacation, I claimed, we'd only have to do one.  (I spent many of my college vacations at campus and working happily.)

I started trying to organize my backpack before going to lunch.  I discovered that it was full of food including gumdrops, cookies, and jam.  Someone made a comment about the teacher playing music, and I realized that loud metal had been playing in the background throughout the dream.  The song I remember is "Sad But True."