Exploring My Mind

Oi, oi, I'm back from the shadows of a five day slump of upset emotions and sadness. Things have cooled down now though, and I've brought two dreams with me for this entry!
This first one was from the morning before this morning.
I was in a school (who would've thunk it), or more specifically, a choir class. We were all singing some song, and for some reason, all the kids around me were 5th graders, while I was the only young adult in the room, aside from the teachers standing around watching our performance. Suddenly, alarms blared! Doctors came in from every which way! What was going on?
The answer to that question appeared in the form of the head of the doctors, a nurse with a demanding presence but kind demeanor. She strolled her way in, feet clacking on the floor as we all stared in a mixture of confusion and horror. She stopped walking, waited a moment, and explained to us that a virus was going through the school. Not just any virus though; it was a lethal, fast-spreading virus, and all of the kids had to be quarantined immediately. With a snap of her fingers, the doctors began rounding up the kids and escorting them out of the choir room. For some reason, nobody came up to me, making me the last one in the room, along with the teachers and the head nurse. There was some more to this dream involving me questioning the nurse about the outbreak, but I don't remember it.
Next is my fragment from this morning. And it's real sparse one at that; only specific scenes and characters remembered.
A school was involved. (this may as well be a dream sign at this point along with K and my ex). My ex was there. For some reason I was viewing the dream as an observer, but another me was in the dream, or rather, my middle-school-aged self, as one of the participating DCs. My dad was in the dream too, and he was running for president, campaigning through the school.
Lately I've noticed a trend that whenever my emotions get upset or sad, it tends to dip my recall the following mornings, whereas if I'm feeling happier and more clear-headed, I tend to have more consistent recall. Don't really know if there's anything to that, but it's been an observable enough pattern that there may be something to it, at least for me.

I remembered four dreams this morning, albeit all of them were relatively short in my memory. But still! I'm making good progress.
There were zombies! AAAAHHHHH... Yeah that's all I remembered about this one. Kind of pathetic.

I was at lunch with my girlfriend and a couple of other friends. A kid that I dislike IRL, James, came to our table and started talking to me, to which I was getting annoyed by. My girlfriend glanced at me. "Maybe you should just tell him," she said. And tell him I did. Basically I went off into a three minute tangent consisting of me telling off James. And it was VERY satisfying. I do remember later on in the dream a person I know named Alex agreed with me about his overall jerk-ness.

I was at my girlfriend's house, but for some reason, it was a mansion. It was only her mom there, and she told me to take a look at the place. I walked upstairs to see a giant poster of Bryan Cranston, the actor. "Woah! I want something like this!" I yelled.

I was studying to become a doctor with my friend, Aaron. We were both at my high school learning about it. At one point, I had to take down a bunch of villains from the show Breaking Bad by shooting them with a pistol. Eventually Aaron and I went to a classroom and started to learn about things that had nothing to do with being a doctor.