how odd

I had another scary dream last night. I always have nightmares when I'm like, responsible for somebody's life. It started off really weird though. At first, my uncle, dad, and I were in a restaurant and my dad kept tripping on everything and he was like, like a 6 year old. He spilled everything and ate really fast and was loud and embarrassing. After that, I went to this building, like a Century City building, and went to the 25th floor and it's really random but it was a 7-11 and Monica worked there. And Cris was there too, but I think he was just hanging out with Monica. From the window I saw the traffic, and all of a sudden my uncle's car drives by and my dad's like, standing on his seat screaming out the window, "DIANA GET OUT NOW!" So I run out, and just as I get to the door, there's an earthquake, and I got hit by something that fell and I passed out. Then I wake up (in the dream), and my dad and I were putting up a screen in front of our door (and in the dream it was my real house) except my neighborhood was all pitch black and there was this mysterious man walking with his dog back and forth from one side of our house to the other on the sidewalk. I remember in the dream he wore a brown fedora that he tipped to hide his eyes and a brown trenchcoat, so he kind of looked like a character you'd find being the villian in a mystery movie. And his dog was a doberman pinscher. I think. That's the scary mean one that cops use, right? Well yeah. And after a while, he... swung the dog over his head (yes I know I have weird dreams) and threw it to our screen, and it attacked my dad. And then I used the screen to get it off but then it started coming at me, and then all of a sudden there were two of them! And so I tried to shut the door and I felt myself grow weak, so I looked back to see if my dad was alright, and before I could see if he was there or not, I woke up to the sound of the trash collectors' annoying beeping and sudden stops, etc. And then I couldn't go back to sleep.

So my Friday will consist of 12 more hours on the computer, doing my English honors project and being distracted by myspace and facebook. Goodness, I'm pathetic.