OH. MY. GOD. This morning I nearly died of a combination of despair, fright and just general coincidental freakoutness. I also discovered why most people keep their bedrooms upstairs!
Let me start from the beginning. It all started with Dr. Who and Donna Noble (unlikely as it may sound, it all made sense to me). There was a plane that we knew was going to crash, but we somehow ended up on it. I was scared enough there, I'm not a fond flyer at the best of times! However, it did not crash, and it landed. (Did I mention this was in 1963 (The year those two blokes from Brokeback Mountain met.)) We somehow got a message from Rose or Martha in the future (I don't remember which.) Saying that something had changed - the crash - and so the world was being pillaged by aliens resembling small children in various types of goggles. So naturally, we were all like OSHIT!
Then we went off around London (where the plane had landed) on the hunt for any disturbance and strangeness - though surely it mightn't be apparent until 40-odd years later. I went around a small carpet shop - in which a woman (resembling Abi from My Family - Oh GOD, the media, it HAUNTS!) was trying to 'prove that she could live in here on her own, without money', by making clothing out of carpets and a Top with something written on it in gluesticks (The actual tubesticks, not the glue). I can't remember what it said. This I didn't find odd at all.
I then, after parading past Starbucks, which was empty - also, not considered weird - I turned up at a house and felt compelled to go inside. I found out that it was Jas's house, though one of my old friends, Samantha's mum was there, arguing with a rodent-like man about something I can't remember - possibly cheque books. I went into the long-room (which appeared as Jas's little-lounge) and found Jas and a picture I felt in my heart I had spent the best part of a year drawing & painting. She started scribbling on the unfinished side and shouting things like "I don't see why you even appreciated this shit." and when I tried to pull her off she kept saying worse and worse things until I burst out about my nervous-breakdown-type episodes then stormed out in tears.
I then proceeded to need to leave the area as fast as possible, passing a good twenty people I knew, with my eyes still streaming. I didn't stop to talk to them, just stormed past into a dark alleyway. At this point I heard Jas's voice say "It's time to wake up now, Rachel!" and I woke with a start. It was VERY odd, I've never ended a dream with someone in the dream telling me to wake up - and why would Jas be at my house at what I later found out (after ten minutes staring blankly and bewilderedly at the clock) was 7:35 (possibly the earliest I have ever been up on a school day in my house)
I stood stunned for a little while, but finally began to get dressed and ready for school. When my Dad came down, I asked him if he'd woken me up and he just looked surprised that I was up - but wouldn't take my story seriously. Then I heard Jas's voice again, and I thought I was still asleep or something and had a moment of inherent paradox. I followed the voice to my bedroom window and saw Jas standing on the pavement outside, tapping on the window. WHATTHEHELL!? I asked, why are you here at absurd, scary times of the morning ?!
Aparently she was walking her dog, Alfie when he ran off to my house and she chased him here. She then attempted to wake me up for some unknown reason...
I am still VERY shaky and confused. How likely is it for her to appear directly after that dream in such a coincidental situation. OMFG....
Le gasp!
PS> This icon is PERFECT for this situation.