So it's been awhile since I posted on here, I've been using my tumblr more just because it's easier to use...but I put up a little more personal stuff there because less people I know read it...and it's not forwarded to Facebook. So I won't put the link up, but if you want to try and find it go for it! But now why am I really posting on here when I should be reading my American Lit homework? I don't really know. I feel like I can write more plainly here, my tumblr is more artsy and dreams. Now to the real point why I am here. To write about the dream I had last night. In Superheroes We've been reading Joseph Campbell's "Hero With A Thousand Faces" and it talks a lot about the significance of dreams. Last night I had a weird Nyquil influenced dream. I dreamt I was talking to Dr. Who in this warehouse. There was another man with me and we were trying to stop drug shippers. We were about to stop them when a bad man snuck up behind us and shot the guy in the head. Dr. Who ran into the Tardis and I was about to follow when the villan made me get down on the floor. He told me he liked my spunk so he just shot around me. Somehow I ended up getting shot on the front even though I was laying face down and I had 3 bullet holes. One in my left shoulder and two in my left hip. I went up to Dr. Who after it was all over and he just dropped me off at my house instead of helping me. I asked my room mates for help. My room mate Hailey called 9-1-1 but they told her to wait for them to call her back so that I could go to the hospital then. I was debating wether or not I could afford to go to the hospital because my wounds didn't hurt too bad, but were just annoying. It was time for devotional so we walked over to the Taylor and were waiting around for it to start in the foyer, but then Hailey got a call. Jessica, Elizabeth, Rocky and Alyssa decided to stay at devotional and instead of going sang a weird song about conjugating spanish verbs that involved a dog, a chicken and a sheep. Then Hailey came back and said we could go to the hospital now, but she didn't want to have to scrape her windshield so we were just going to walk. Then I woke up.

According to dreamforth.com "To dream that you are shot indicates that you are not holding a very high opinion of yourself. You may have committed an act that causes you humiliation and disgrace. " also "To see or use a cell phone in your dream implies that you are open-minded and willing to accept other opinions or viewpoints. You are also a very flexible person. " and "To dream of a hospital implies a need to be taken care of, physically and/or mentally. It indicates a need to restore order in your life. " also "To dream about a dog suggests that you have a talent or ability that you've neglected and should rediscover it. Dogs can represent loyalty, security, and faithfulness." and "To see chickens in your dream implies that someone in your life may be displaying weak or spineless behaviour. " and lastly "To see sheep in your dream suggests that you are afraid to embark on innovative endeavors and experience new adventures."

So apparently this dream had a lot of meaning. I need to buck up and do this thing I've been thinking about lately even though I'm scared. I am a good person who is flexible and loyal, and I need to increase my opinion of myself by doing this thing. Don't really know how Dr. Who was involved but thats it!
Happy Friday everyone!