Dream I Just Had

I just woke up right now. Probably went to sleep for 3 hours. My dreams tend to be very long long and weird, but I think it's worth to write what I remember.

So it's Sunday and I'm rushing to finish my homework because Spring Break is ending, and apparently there's some kind of project Rebecca and I had to do that dealt with getting a guinea pig (not just figuratively; we actually had to buy 5 guinea pigs and a cage and whatnot). Apparently my parents were traveling so we had to hitch a ride with some other lady who not only had the bad temper of my mom when we boss her around but was a horribly slow driver (and we were impatient because we had a lot of homework).
After we FINALLY finished buying all the pets, we went home and arranged the cage (before they were just shut up in some box). According to my dream, guinea pigs are the evolutionary ancestors of dogs, and the original dog is a pit bull (my least favorite animal). So guess what? Some of the guinea pigs kept transforming into pit bulls and scaring the hell out of me by biting me.
While I was doing this, my next-door-neighbor's daughter's (who is in her mid-20's) friends were being really loud and I couldn't focus on my paper that I had to write next (something for AVID that somehow connects gangs and how my least favorite historical woman celebrity, Eleanor Roosevelt, helped do something about it). Well, it just happens that my neighbor's daughter (even though I'm supposed to protect the innocent, I'll tell you her name anyway. It's Cindy) was in a bit of rebellious stage lately (or so I heard from my mom), and in my dream, her friends are all drug-addicts, gangsters, satanists, and members of local rock bands. They also want to force Cindy's parents (an elderly couple that's getting pretty up there in the age department) to turn their house into a cafe.
For some reason, one of my classmates, Daniela, was one of those friends, and I had passively promised to be the sacrifice in the next satanic ritual at school before the break during my study hall period. I kind of feel bad for this, because after reading "Akuma no Eros", I've been lately thinking that I couldn't be TOO bad to participate in something like that, but after that dream I'm scared shitless. All of Cindy's friends hated my mom for some reason but liked my dad (even though he didn't like them) and whenever I knocked on the door to tell them to be quiet, they kept telling me to call my dad and see if he's all right (since he's a diabetic), even though I kept telling them I just called him. Well, anyways I DID call my parents, and when my dad heard the ruckus in the background he shouted at my mom because I was hanging out with THOSE kind of people.
After I hung up, Cindy's friends kept pressuring me to be the sacrificial lamb already and not only did I not want to be in that house anymore but I wanted to hurry up and finish my paper because I also had all of my questions/summaries for my Cornell Notes in AVID to do, and Cornell Notes on the Academic Decathlon Language and Literature Basic Guide. So I told them that I didn't want to be the sacrificial lamb anymore, and they got REALLY pissed off, and I got so scared that I just ran back to my house. However, I they kept being loud and I didn't want to end it there with them, so I went back to Cindy's house and told them how to make their cafe a success--
"You guys are too loud, and your music sounds like crap [to this they got really pissed]. Personally, I LIKE your music, but my sister Rebecca [they liked Rebecca. In reality, Cindy and her friend, who are really sweet girls, have always found Becca adorable since she was little] is a GENIUS when it comes to music [this is true. While she sucks at playing it, she's good at finding good music] and she says you guys suck. What you need to do is play some slower, softer music, but not some 80s soft rock crap, and as you get more popular you can have live bands play! [I was thinking of a Hard Rock Cafe or something, I don't know]"
You can imagine how scared shitless I was. I mean, I JUST pissed off these people and now I'm telling them what to do. But you know what? They laughed and said I'm just like Mickey Mouse or whatever. "Did you REALLY think we were gonna make you participate in a satanic ritual?" I got kinda embarrassed that I fell for their "April Fool's" joke and that they thought I didn't have it in me to be a satanist, but I was glad they didn't want to kill me, so I just left.
And you know what time it was--ONE O'FREAKING-CLOCK. A.M. As in Monday morning. Now I had to write that stupid paper and do all my homework within 6 1/2 hours or else I'm doomed. I mean, I'm often in this type of situation, but I was REALLY pissed off that I had to pull an all-nighter at the end of my Spring Break. But you know what happened? I FELL ASLEEP. That's right. Asleep. And I didn't wake up until 4 A.M., at which I thought "O Fuck. Now I'm never going to get it done". For some reason Rebecca and I had to go to this house in the northern part of the city where some old friends of my parents used to live (it's also nearby the house of this guy I almost got together with). Now, the houses there aren't PARTICULARLY nice, but for some reason it was transformed to awesomeness.
Anyways, we had to move all the guinea pigs, my backpack, and my huge 5-inch AVID binder into the house, and that place had A LOT of dogs. Even one pitbull. Remember how I said guinea pigs are the evolutionary ancestors of pitbulls, who are the original dogs? Yeah. Refer back to that. But there's another reference here, and it's to an experience I had in real life. When I was about 10, my oldest sister was cleaning the cage of our 2 guinea pigs and she left them in a huge laundry basket outside while she was washing it, and she let ME hold our huge, 2-years-old Labrador retriever by the leash. Of course, I couldn't control it so she got loose and killed one of my guinea pigs. After that, I couldn't stand to look at the guinea pigs again so I let it starve.
Anyways, imagine how tormented I was, when I kept having to hold the cage up high as the dogs tried to get to them and their owners tried to pull 'em off me. When I finally got everything inside, my oldest sister and my mom were there for some reason, and she was getting shouted at by them that even though she should have changed her habits now that she was in college in Missouri, she's still up all night talking to guys on the internet. Mom was telling her "Why are you still doing that, Caroline? You know that whatever happens, your dad's gonna blame it on me." At this time, I REALLY felt bad for acting the way I have this Spring Break, because that IS a problem between my mom and dad...
Anyway, there's a bunch more to my dream, but it's kinda hard to explain so I'll just skip to the end, which is on our way to school (and I still haven't finished all of my homework).
We're driving in a white Jeep (kinda like my cousin Katie's) to the metro area (like in Tokyo. Which is weird, since our city doesn't have a metro area), and I'm talking to this really hot Asian guy sitting next to me, and he's telling me about a friend-that's-a-girl named Alex Mana or something like that, which for SOME reason is considered a really lame name, and I made fun of her, calling her "Alex Chihuahua". And he gave me a really evil glare, because lots of people tease his friend Alex Mana that way. I tried to explain my way out of it, but he was still mad at me, I could tell.
And it ends with us getting on the train to school (I know what you're thinking. "The train?" IDK, just deal with it. You know how I read a lot of manga) and everyone got of on some station except for me and the cute Asian dude. However, as soon as everyone else was gone, he didn't want to sit next to me anymore and instead stood next to that girl Daniela from Cindy's house.

I don't remember anything from there on. Pretty weird dream, huh? I'm just glad that it's still Saturday morning and I don't have to rush quite THAT much. And I haven't screwed everything up in life quite to THAT extent. Although I have done some pretty bad shit.

Well, good night all. Enjoy the last weekend of your Spring Break, for any SECA-ans out there.