I didn't know where the classroom was, but I thought I'd recognize her face if I saw her, so I wandered the halls. Asked some asian guy, but his class was not mine. Sat in a classroom, but she never showed, so I pulled up the webpage. I think it said her class was room 400-something, but for some reason I knew this was wrong. Until the end of the dream where I thought, "maybe her classroom changes".

I had sleep paralysis where I could hardly speak, but I channeled all of my willpower to yell and repeat (as best as I could), "God damn it!". I did this until the dream stopped.

Me and my dad weren't really getting along, but I don't remember the specifics

Kind of a shame I don't remember more about these.