Man, oh man.

I had a really weird/scary dream last night. I think I had the same one before, but I'm not sure. So like, I went to this museum thing that was in Japan. Everyone I knew was there. Uh. I'll just fast-forward to the end because that's all I remember. Haha. Anyways, everyone ended up in the same area at the end of the tour. There was a really big fountain in the middle of the place and an escalator. It kinda looked like MacArthur mall, but bigger. So like, the museum was under attack by some people that no one knew. They flew planes and dropped bombs because they we're trying to get something, but I don't know what. So as the bombs dropped on people, some people died. But they weren't people I knew. Everyone was trying to avoid the bombs. People that died were put into the fountain. Then for some reason, a frisbee fight started. I think it was a battle to see who would last. Everyone had a frisbee in hand and started throwing them. People were killed by the frisbees by having their heads be decapitated by them. A lot of people were getting killed and were thrown into the fountain. There were some people left: everyone I knew, and people I didn't know. The people I knew and I were on one side of the building, and people I didn't know were on the opposite side. People from both sides were heistating to throw any frisbees so we just sat there for a few minutes.

Then I woke up. -_- hahahaha. Yeah, I know. What the heck.