Just this night, I dreamt I was camping, probably, because I was in a tent. And this large spider kept coming into the tent, even after I blew it away every time (literally: like the wolf in the fairy tale of the three little pigs).
I think I may have a slight touch of arachnophobia, but not the REAL thing... I tense up when I notice spiders (and insects in general), but I don't get panic-stricken, start to sweat, etc..
If memory serves, I was with my boarding school, which I was once again a student of (it's been more than 10 years since I stopped there). The year I spend there, was one of the worst in my life, and I was relieved it was over by the time it was, so I don't know what I'd be doing there again.
I think I may have a slight touch of arachnophobia, but not the REAL thing... I tense up when I notice spiders (and insects in general), but I don't get panic-stricken, start to sweat, etc..
If memory serves, I was with my boarding school, which I was once again a student of (it's been more than 10 years since I stopped there). The year I spend there, was one of the worst in my life, and I was relieved it was over by the time it was, so I don't know what I'd be doing there again.