Choosing schools

In my dream, I overheard this request from an ambitious toddler to her mother.
(Preschool = preprimary = kindergarten)

How do the cool kids wear their socks these days?

In this dream, I was back at school – primary school, no less – as an adult. It concerned me more that I was going to fold my socks the uncool way, than that I was back at school!

Zombie trouble

I was being chased by a pack of zombies. Luckily I knew that hydrochloric acid would kill them.
Luckily I also knew that there was hydrochloric acid in the school nearby.

Unfortunately, I had a crush on one of the zombies, Steven. I didn’t want to kill him.

But I did.