Of course, leave it to me to have a moderately interesting dream (at least, in my opinion) and not post about it as soon as I wake up, therefore, forgetting a good chunk of it.
I'll post about what I remember. Quick interpretation in bold or brackets.

It started at Holy Trinity, my old highschool. I guess I was still in highschool, in 12th grade, and they were holding a battle of the bands. I was in a band with two friends, though I don't remember who they were. Two guys.

Anyways, we wrote a kick ass song and practiced it, like whoa. Then we got to the show and realized we needed TWO songs. I pulled out one really quickly before we got on, but the crowd didn't like it. However, they LOVED our pre-arranged one, which was bouncey and rock-ish. (My brain trying to tell myself that doing things ahead of time always turns out better than doing them last minute?)

Right after our on stage performance though, I had to hurry down to catch a bus to get to a movie set of a zombie flick that I had a role in. It took place in this huge school that I had dreamed of before, with impossible to navigate hallways and just...you can get lost in this place, for sure (when I originally dreamed of this place, that's just what happened), which is pure gold for a zombie flick. (The school, getting lost in it, and zombies in said school perhaps representing anxieties caused by University right now?)

The movie, so far as I gathered, starred a bunch of up and coming young actors and actresses that I'd never heard of before(Character names: Rem, Rob, Aly, Tom, Sarah, Michael, Brandon, Silas and Lex), myself (Character name: Izzy.) (don't even ASK how I got that role, I have no clue) and actor Simon Pegg (in a serious role, no less) as a character named Kevin. (See what my brain did there? Rob. Zombie. LAWL. And yes, the protagonist just happens to be on my top list of mens.)

ANYWAY, at the part of the movie we were filming, we were in the basement of the school, and a lot of the group had been picked off already. Kevin, Tom, Aly, Sarah and myself where the ones left. These zombies were a cross between shamblers and runners. Well, that's just great. And my character was disliked by a big chunk of the group, so you just KNOW I was gonna bite it next. (The fact that I don't get along well with my roommates and should take an active role in treating people better?)

Me: "I'm gonna go ahead of you guys, I know this place pretty well and it'll give me time to get lockdown gate unlocked while you guys catch up. I'll be right back." (Anxieties about going out in the world on my own, and how dangerous it can be, even though I WANT to go beyond what is socially acceptable, such as breaking into abandoned buildings to take pictures?)

I got the lockdown gate up high enough that we could get through, but too high that I couldn't grab it and pull it back down if needs be. And needs were. All of a sudden, a runnning zombie rounded the corner, and it was all I could do to try and run back the other way to the group for protection. (Again, telling myself to be more prepared about things, and have the foresight to expect when things might happen?)

That resulted in my getting a nasty bite right in front of them. they killed the zombie, but yeah, I was a goner. Slowly dying, I was huddled on the floor, trying to move back away from them, telling them not to get close and the best idea would be to shoot me now. And then the director called cut. (Always assuming that somewhere will be a quick save and I'll be alright. Luck hasn't let me down yet.)

I went back to the group to talk about how the take had gone, when we heard screeches and yelling. We turned to see a zombie mauling the director, and somehow, we knew it wasn't an actor in costume, but a real one.

Running the opposite way, we ended up in a mall much like one where one of my previous zombie dreams took place in. I huddled in a corner as more zombies swarmed around us, counting down, trying to wake myself up, but still was in that situation. (Again, no real quick fix in this situation.)

I actually did end up getting bitten, on the arm. And THEN I woke up. Oddly enough, I ended up with a bruise on my arm where I had been bitten in the dream (must have flailed in my sleep and smacked it on one of my shelves, but still, weird.).


Pttthbl.