There was this place called 'Heaven'. It was raining like crazy in there. A few Latin women and some huge stuffed animals. It was night. I left there and went outside. I was suddenly in a big truck. This woman ... a neighbor of my grandparents was driving. She was pregnant. Like ... very pregnant. She was smiling and laughing and driving this like ... 18-wheeler. I was sitting right next to her. Then ... I wasn't. I was above her in this gigantic robot. Sorta like the one in that movie, 'The Iron Giant'. I was piloting the robot and chasing behind her. She was driving the truck like a maniac. She took a sharp turn under a bridge and the truck turned over on its side. It slid along for a few blocks.

I quickly stopped the giant robot I was in and jumped out. I ran back to the truck. The woman was sitting on a fence, smiling. People were rushing around the truck. I asked her if she was ok and if the baby was ok. She nodded and smiled. She smiles a lot in real life. Then I went into this trailer. Some college kids were having like class in there or something. I was telling them, "I'm not even in school" but they didn't seem to believe me. Then I met this guy. He was doing some sketches and I was totally taken up just looking at him draw. He looked like the guy I dreampt about the night before. The twin. What is with that?

He asked me out. I don't know if some time had passed and we were dating for a while or what .... but there was this one time he came over and made breakfast. Except ... it was at night.

Flash.

I was walking back to my apartment ... except ... is wasn't my apartment. Walking back with two girls I went to highschool with. They were my roommates. I got to my room and the guy I was going out with was there. Lying on my bed staring up at the ceiling. I stood in the doorway just admiring him when one of the girls came up and said, "He can't sleep over. I have to study for an exam tomorrow."

"Well how's that going to interupt your studying?"

"He can't sleep over!" she started yelling at me.

"Yeah, well ... he's my boyfriend and I frickin pay rent here. If he wants to sleep over ... he'll frickin well sleep over!"

Then I slammed my door shut. He looked at me and said he should probably go. I told him it was late and stupid for him to leave now. I went into the kitchen and the two girls were fixing something to eat. The one who was yelling at me earlier now looked just like Kat. She started bitching at me again. The other girl was siding with Kat, saying that the guy should go home. I was pissed. Then Kat turned back into the girl. She took up a knife and cut my ear.

Bitch!

I took up a meat cleaver, swung it at her and cut her arm.