Had an exam today, but you don't wanna hear about that. I'll blog about a dream I had instead.

Had a strange dream last night... or a night at least. I think it was last night. Lets just assume it was.

Had a strange dream last night. Could almost call it a nightmare, first one I've had in literally ages.

Started off normal enough, as dreams do, with me and my family in our car driving towards a tunnel on a motorway. Except we couldn't go through the tunnel, because of a large fire blocking the exit. So we turned round, and went onto this 'spaghetti junction' type road. On a completely separate lane, there was this large, menacing looking dark green military vehicle which doesn't exist in real life that had crashed. Seemingly one of its computer system thingies had malfunctioned because it was firing missiles going every which way into the sky. I worked out that it was one of those that caused the tunnel-entry-blocking fire, and realised that we were in danger of dying when I looked out of the window only to see one of the missiles coming towards us.

I literally thought I was going to die.

And then of course, I woke up. It was like when, back in the good ol' days of 'video', when someone recorded something wrong so that the very end of a programme was missing. Except this time, I didn't really want to know what happened.

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"I literally thought I was going to die.

And then of course, I woke up."

Biggest. Cop out. Evar.

I should be writing an essay anyway. Not this toss.

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"Goodbye everybody." - Dr Nick, The Simpsons