California Dreaming

Ok, so I didn't dream of California... But I promise my dream was equally as enthralling. Apparently your dreams reflect things that have happened to you, things you've watched and things you want to happen. It's your brain taking things a step further. And sometimes... It goes a little too far.

(I think it was because I watch a snippet of Deep Blue before I went to bed, in particular the scene where Alba is tied up and the bad dude is breathing down her neck and is threatening to rape her and there are loads of people on the boat at that time)

I'll skip the graphic details because well... It's not nice. Basically, I'm tied up and gagged, gang raped and abused. Beaten. Thrown around. Cut.

Then somehow I'm free and I have a gang of friends with me. I hunt down the rapists and when I get to the main fella that instigated the whole thing, I get my friends to rape him before we twist his genitalia until it is taut. A blunt blade finishes the job, making sure he never abuses his manhood again.

Then suddenly I'm walking up the ramp leading up to the café at RMIT and I walk past Marco. Of all people... I walk past the least likely person to be in a Uni.

I woke up at some point after that and tried to wake Justin up. Still shaken from the nightmare and a little unsteady, I managed to wake him up. He sat up, said a brief: "It's just a dream, B. Just sleep," before lying back down and falling fast asleep again. Any recollection of paying me no attention whatsoever? No.

Whilst completing my screen shots for my Media and Meaning assignment, Photoshop decided to pull a fast one on me whilst I was saving the damned image. Cue spinning wheel of death... So I ran into Singz room and woke her up. She rolled over, opened her eyes and managed: "Oh no... So how?" before she started snoring again.

What the hell is wrong with me, disasters and people that can't stay awake for an emergency?!

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Singz: "Hey! The clouds are moving!"
Me: "Yes, darling. Clouds move..."
Singz: "... I knew that... I did!"
...
Singz: "The big poofy ones have gone away. It's all sky now..."

Bless the Blonde.