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Had a really bizarre dream last night and I couldn't resist sharing it with people I thought might actually understand where I'm coming from!
Dreamt I was on my way to my U of I interview. Showed up on time and was informed that they are running late so I should go walk around and check out my hotel, because apparently Mardi Gras was in town and I should go see the sights. As I leave the room, suddenly someone comes back and is like "TIME TO INTERVIEW!" and I have to run back to the room, and nothing but jeans and t-shirt -- not my suit!!!
They then proceed to ask me why I am not 8'8" and 190 lbs, tell me my GRE is really good for someone of my inferior social station (😵' I didn't think we even had social stations in the US.) and that I didn't get in the last 2 years I applied (this is my first year) is because one of the adcoms went to school with my mom --thought she was a *buckcherry song here*- and said that they didn't want a psycho in their school. But this year they were adjusting their standards, so I might get in.
Then a crowd of people meander into the room to watch the Super Bowl through the large glass window at the back of the room, cutting my interview short.
Obviously, interviews have been on my mind, but jeeeez. That'll teach me never to eat pizza before bed again! 😛
Anyone else have some bizarre vet school dreams to share?
Dreamt I was on my way to my U of I interview. Showed up on time and was informed that they are running late so I should go walk around and check out my hotel, because apparently Mardi Gras was in town and I should go see the sights. As I leave the room, suddenly someone comes back and is like "TIME TO INTERVIEW!" and I have to run back to the room, and nothing but jeans and t-shirt -- not my suit!!!
They then proceed to ask me why I am not 8'8" and 190 lbs, tell me my GRE is really good for someone of my inferior social station (😵' I didn't think we even had social stations in the US.) and that I didn't get in the last 2 years I applied (this is my first year) is because one of the adcoms went to school with my mom --thought she was a *buckcherry song here*- and said that they didn't want a psycho in their school. But this year they were adjusting their standards, so I might get in.
Then a crowd of people meander into the room to watch the Super Bowl through the large glass window at the back of the room, cutting my interview short.
Obviously, interviews have been on my mind, but jeeeez. That'll teach me never to eat pizza before bed again! 😛
Anyone else have some bizarre vet school dreams to share?