What are gas station dreams about?

So I work at a gas station and there is this red headed girl that comes in sometimes. We don't really speak to each other and usually just say the common "have a nice day" or "would you like a bag". I will say I do find her attractive, but she has a boyfriend so I've never thought anything of it. So last night I had a dream where she claimed I got her pregnant and that I was the father. However in the dream I knew I had never slept with her. She ends up coming at me with garden sheers and I swing a bat at her. Missing her but still enough to scare her off. So she leaves and I go on about my night. I speak to a policemen that also happens to be a every day customer at my gas station. Such a weird dream. Have no idea what the hell it means .

Just awoke from the Strangest Dream.

In my dream, I was Lady Gaga. But Lady Gaga was not Lady Gaga, she was a painter.

In the dream, Lady Gaga was having an affair with an older man. And her husband found out by checking and comparing travel routes and mileage used on the vehicle.

In the dream Lady Gaga, her husband and the older guy kept moving from city to city like Gypsys.

And one day her husband confronted her at a gas station outside of Reno. Her husband grabbed her arm and said.....

“ I finally have proof of your lies, I hope you’ve enjoyed your freedom - from this moment on you will be locked up. You will never see anyone again. Not your friends nor your family.”

Then Lady Gaga was locked up with her paintbrushes and her canvas in a tower like Rapunzel.

And every night she plotted her escape. For one day she would disappear in the still night, to be with her lover again. And the entire time Johnny Cash played in the background ”the ring of fire”.

What the Fuck kind of dream was that!!!!!

(for the record, I am currently going in to 10th grade) A flash, and Im in an old room with desks probably close to , 100 years old. So many people in this room. My dad, the principal, all my teachers. everyone congratulating me at my graduation day. They begin to read of the diploma and I feel nervous, as I dont realize what they arr doing until they read the words, "and you are now a graduate", from the diploma. I sign it, but my handwriting is awful and I force myself to sign it again, someone wrote something before I signed my name and im not sure what it was. the material was strange as well, it was like a rocketbook material but it was also like old parchment paper at the same time. Another flash, and I'm on a bus. I feel excited, and I get off the bus and hold up a coin. It held a name in small print, "yale".
I walk up to the lavish college (which looks more like a mansion on the edge of a hill at this point). I enter and hundreds of people are flooding up the stairs and it doesn't faze me at first, I'm not concerned with the people's headings. I walk up the stairs and down a hallway, passing doors upon doors. I had someone with me and I feel like I was talking to him . Yet I never actually said a word nor did i look at him. I get to the end of the hall and I walk up the stairs, through another hall and the stairs and halls twist and turn and I feel like m going to be late. This place is impossibly massive and I can't find my way. When I hear the voice of a security officer say, "if you have a samsung phone, then come downstairs with me." Despite the hundreds of people who were there before, only a handful actually went to the security guard. Including me. We get led onto another bus, and go down the road to another college building, (it hadnt even occured to me that my class might not have been in that specific building in my dream.) We enter the next builfing and the security guard mentions that he forgot his keys and will go back. As there is a display panel asking for a 20 digit password. And suddenly, "I remember" I put in the passcode, and we enter with the security guard staying back by the door. we wander through some old hallways. that look like my highschool hallways. we get to a lunchroom and enter. The give us a variety of food, I just remember it was good. The lunchroom was very large and full of stored food and was a perfect cube shaped room. There were also no cooking devices to be seen. Just the assorted lunch workers who all had a look of utter disgust at our group. we loop around and go out, but after I pass the counter of the lunch workers, all the food on my tray turns back to boxes, but I don't mention anything about it. Despite the oddity of the situation. I exit the lunch room and the hallway has turned an eerie green with a delapidated bathroom sign and a bathroom entry that looked like one of those "Oh my god what happened in here" bathrooms in a run-down gas station. I hear what I can only describe as a horrifying screech, that rang through my body and hurt my ears. I started to run and froze in place. At this point I was already well aware of my dream state, and I woke myself up. I remember yelling something before I finally awake, and begin to type out this dream. I don't normally do this kind of thing, but this was the most vivid dream I have ever had without it actually being fully lucid. Despite me being aware of the dream state. I feel like this dream was important enough to write down.

Twice now I’ve had a dream where I was driving and I get stopped by a group of men, told to get in the backseat, and they steal my car while I’m in it. So kind of a kidnapping? And last night I had a dream where I remember locking my car before going into the gas station to find that it had been stolen in the five minutes I was inside.

I don’t know what this stolen car theme is lol

I dreamt I had a demon following me and I was begging my priest to come and help me and come to my home and he said he was on his way. My 2 children and my family were all there and I was at the bottom of my stairs and the demon came and it was a man with 1 leg and he jumped into my arm and I was cradling him like a baby and he was saying how much he loved me and I asked him why he had picked me why was he doing this? He said he was born from my sorrow at my lost babies and he showed me photos of them if they had been born and my family begged me to snap out of it and his form change from a begger type look to a blonde victorian child look but as a man and he was arrogant and he was laughing at me. Then suddenly I was at a gas station getting petrol and got a call from my priest asking where I was and why I had disappeared and I didn't how I got there or why.