In my dreams, I'm far too obsessed with getting into Yale. While my father did go there in the waking world as in the dream world, I was never as desperate to get in myself. I was so desperate that I tried getting back at a new teacher for giving me a B then I got suspended and decided to blackmail her by starting a rumor. In the end, after being wait listed then getting an early acceptance, she was fired and my father found out I'd lied.
My dreams are a mess. Honestly. Oh and Jack Bass is a despicable human being even in these dreams.