My subconcsious is taking turns imagining which school will accept me. The past two nights I've dreamt of attending a different school to which I'm applying.

I know dreams are supposed to be deep, important messages from the nooks and crannies of the cranium, but to me, they are usually a tiny little aspect of the day's events magnified. If I get a junk mail ad from Pappa John's, that night I'll dream about a 50 foot tall Pappa John terrorizing the neighborhood, for example.