Bang.

I finally have a chance to get my full 8 hours of sleep last night and I have one of the weirdest/scariest dreams I've ever had.

So I'm in my law school class (but it looks like elementary school) and we all turned in papers to try to write onto Law Review. We got our papers back and the professor called out the names of the people who made it onto the staff. I didn't get on, but those who did got on received big blue eggs?!? And two of the people who got on weren't paying for law school and were only there because they snuck into class (I don't know how I know this). So I was so mad that I took time to write this paper that I made a big scene and called out the people.

All of a sudden I'm at a big family party and everyone is so mad at me for making a scene earlier (I don't know how they knew). One person was sooo mad that he took out a gun. I saw my mom and wanted to protect her so I told everyone to get down and I ran in front of my mom. The person shot me in the neck and I swear I could feel the pain. I woke up after that.


Seriously?!?!?!? I better not go that way.