Ok, weird dream time now... And this one's a two-parter.

Just tonight, I dreamed that I was at this huge family reunion in a really fucked up version of my grandmother's house (extra rooms, with all the existing ones changed around). It started out as a 'Hey let's go there for a while, and then let's do this' and ect... But then there was booze involved, and finally drugs and stuff. We all ended up stoned off our asses and staggered around the house all night. And then the others came back and we 'Whoah, dude, you missed it'.

Now, part 2 was a LOT more interesting...

This time, I'm in a fucked up version of my high school, and the place is jam-packed with students and teachers. Everyone is apparently afraid of something, but I can't remember what. Everyone is just walking around worried, talking about random stuff. Then, I get killed.

Yeah...

I died in my own dream, without waking up covered in sweat, screaming. The way I remember it, I was decapitated in a room that doesn't exist in the real version... And it was some kind of martial arts dojo. Apparently there was blood everywhere, I don't know, I didn't go back to look. So now I'm some kind of ghost. The funny thing is that only a few people can see me, and they're either friends or like-minded people that can. I'm completely intangible to everyone else. At this time, everyone is panicking, and the school is being evacuated via a very large row of taxis. I see my friends leave, I see the other students leave, and the some of the teachers leave. As they're almost all gone, I'm just contemplating just how I should 'live' as a ghost from now on... And then I woke up, and then I ate breakfast, and then I got dressed, and now I'm typing this.

While this may seem like a nightmare, this was actually one of the best dreams I've ever had. :D

(Copy-pasta'd from my LJ for laziness! Woo!)