Woodbridge High & Woodbridge Middle up for auction

So it turned out that Woodbridge High School was being put up for auction, and I went there (around dusk) with Greg and Grandma M. Almost as soon as we arrived, though, we learned that Woodbridge Middle School was also being put up for auction this same night. We went over to watch the auction at WMS. WMS didn't look at all like it really looks — for one, it had a church built into the middle of the front side of the building, with a largely black congregation. Many members of the congregation were standing outside watching. The building was fairly modern, maybe 80's-90's red brick architecture; the church portion wasn't distinct from the building, except there was an embedded tower with stained glass going all the way up it, which stuck out above the roof line a little ways.

(This is what Woodbridge Middle School totally didn't look like in the dream.)

The area where we were standing was kind of a long, raised concrete patio/walkway, and in front of us was a short wrought-iron fence (acting mostly as a railing) separating the raised patio from a lower patio that led up to the school building. From our perspective, facing towards WMS, there was another small two- or three-story brick building with a walk-around veranda on the second floor.

There was the crowd up where we were, mostly people watching the auction, and then the crowd on the lower patio in front of us, mostly participating in the auction. As the bidding started, the first person to bid was Oprah, who was facing the audience as she registered her bid. Soon after, a Muslim man in middle-eastern(-ish) garb, who was perched on the outside corner of the second story veranda of the building to our left, raised his hand slightly, registering a bid. Then two other men, standing on the patio below, continued the bidding.

For whatever reason, there wasn't anything indicating how much each person was bidding, only that each bid registered in turn was higher than the previous bid. (Seems like a bad way to run an auction, unless there's rules stating how much the price increases with each bid.)

Classroom sitcom at the academy

I, Julie M, and another girl (whom I know fairly well in the dream, and who I believe is my flatmate; she is tall, and white) are together in some kind of advanced study academy during our undergrad years. There are several other people in the classroom too, but I guess the three of us are closer friends. Someone had the brilliant idea to turn our classroom into a sitcom, and I'm walking over to class from my apartment (which is actually on the same floor of the same building; the building's internal architecture is vaguely reminiscent of Woodbridge SHS), getting ready to explain to them that I know absolutely nothing about acting.

Driving + distress

Driving home on the highway from somewhere with my family.. they say to stay in the left lane, our turn is up in 2-8 miles... I see the turn we're headed into but it seems too soon... I almost swerve out but they say it's the right one.. we continue on, ... later we're in the HOV lane... a truck is driving entirely the wrong direction and up ahead and around is a large car pileup... we miss it and continue on.

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Bus 91 - Ms. Logan driving... leaving school by an alternate bus route on top of the bus tunnel... she pulls some crazy stunt trying for a short-cut... drives off the edge onto road below... minimal shakeage... turns out she injured someone landing... she's kinda freaked but keeps driving... I tell her it looked okay, tell her to concentrate on driving and not to worry.

The halls are the roads

After a goofy gifted program meeting dream: Going back to home/class? I walked down a hall that identified with Cricket Lane, with level ground but stairs at intervals making the same slope as Cricket Lane.

Turning onto "Wainscott" which was the hall to class, I run into Mira (?). She gives me a pass and says to go to the office, and I follow her there. At some point she became Lindsay C... She told me to go to the "SADD club" meeting after I was done. I was only half listening so I asked where she wanted me to go again, ... SADD club meeting. She points to a room to the right side just before the office.

So I go into the office, not Stockdale but the other guy is there...

They didn't get me cause I was in SIGNET and they don't need me anymore. Fin.

Quantum Leap, blue tail lights, Medley Times, and hat poems

There was a black guy, traveling times through bodies such as Andrew K's (kind of like Quantum Leap)... During the plot of this, we discovered there were light blue orbs attaching into people (oh my) from some unknown source, but eventually decided it was no big deal.

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I was stopped by cop on the road. He explained that some of my tail lights kept turning blue; I saw what he meant and was confused. [Hem, this was before the proliferation of LED tail lights.]

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Historical newspaper of some sort - Medley Times?

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In Mrs. Montanari's English class. We were learning about "hat poems", among other things - short poems, one rhyme, seemed to give some short advice or experience. There was a longer poem at the end: "Color brought us to the brink of chaos"?