Thoughts from the Night

I had a pretty weird dream yesterday so I thought I would share it with you. I am kind of fascinated by the randomness and specific elements of the dream. I'm interested to hear your reaction.

I was going to a 7-11 or gas station w/convenience store to use the restroom before going somewhere important. (You may know how much I love 7-11 and ask what is more important? And I would say nothing if you're a college student writing a paper at 4 am but in this instance I had better places to be.) I'm wearing heals and a dress and for some reason a leather jacket....Anyhow, I was walking down the hallway toward a back room/restroom when I heard whimpering. I realized someone was being hurt and I wanted to help but was weary and still had to go to the bathroom. I looked in the door and there was a solid-looking, gang affiliated woman brutalizing some underling of hers with another equally intimidating woman standing behind her. I ducked back to think of a plan and hit into a pile of stored waters or something. Next thing I knew the victim was trying to escape and the bad boss lady pulled out a nail gun and shot her repeatedly. She died. At this point, I scrambled to run up the ramp and get back to my car but went the wrong way down into a storage basement or something. All the while the boss was lobbing nails at me. I saw out of my perifery that she and her second-in-command were gaining on me. With one false turn I found myself just in front of the stairs out and ended up running right into them. At this point I was facing her and she was shooting, slow Matrix style nail hail. I plucked one of the nails from my forehead, and then another, wondering why I didn't feel pain. They just come out. Finally the nail fire was too much and my whole face was covered in nails. The weirdest part--I couldn't feel it and wondered why I was alive/not dead. I was frightened but also keenly alert.

It got me thinking...who dreams that they are shot at by gangstas with nail guns? I gave myself originality points for choice of deadly weapon but other than that was kind of astonished that my resting self would be so realistically violent. Crazy, huh?!

P.S.- DREAM UPDATE--GRE Bad Omen #2- Dreaming that Dave is yelling that I am an idiot with computers the morning of my GRE. Final Test Score= Poor. Hopefully next time around I'll have a good omen.