What the fuck?
So about an hour ago I woke up (8:30) I was still tired so I went back to bed and had a dream that felt like 45 minutes long, but I woke up at 8:50. No matter, in the dream I was being chased by Native Americans, and I finally found some bushes in some mud to hide. Turns out that was near my Mom's lake. Then I heard a voice and it was Keira Knightly. She was putting my 10 year old brother (I don't have a little brother) to sleep because she saved him from the burden of being chased by the Indians. She was willing to do that because apparently I saved her from the Indians earlier. So we started talking and I climbed onto her floating dock, and we talked, I said thank you for taking care of my brother and she said well thank you for saving me. Then I realized that her family's summer home was right next to my Mom's house, we talked some more and she really started like me. Then I had to go deal with the indians and I told her I would be back and she said she would wait. So then I went back an Indian hit me in the back of the head and I blacked out. Then I woke up. Up until when I woke up I was almost certain that dream was real and I was sooo happy despite being hit by an Indian. I hate dreams that screw around with you. Ya know? It was so perfect, minus the killer Indians. Damn that dream! Now today is going to feel ultra shitty. I'm going to end up walking around the city seeing all these couples together. A cute girl, with some stupid guy who just wants to get in her pants, but she is probably "blinded by 'love' " so she doesn't see his true intentions. Fucking hell. That dream was so perfect, I'm sure if it was real life I would have escaped the Indian's grasp and gone and saved my brother and Keira Knightly and we would live happily ever after.