Note: This was a dream of mine. I have this warning here because some visitors have thought my life had just gone to pot, when really they were only reading one of my crazy dreams. :)

I was on a band trip, and was in the hotel room we were staying in. Kim, Candice, and a little girl from my afterschool tutoring were staying in the room with me. I was setting my alarm clock for the next morning, and didn’t know what time zone we were in. I asked Kim if she knew what it was, but she didn’t. I shouted out, “God damnit!” and everyone yelled at me, disgusted. Someone said, “God,” and I asked, “Which one?” which stirred them up again and got Kim to reply, “The only god there is.” They were all mad at me, so I decided to go ahead and take my shower then. I went into our bathroom, but it was linked to a boys’ bedroom/bathroom that was next door. Matt, a guy in my Calculus class, was in there. He greeted me and said, “Who’s going to take a shower? I’m going to take a shower! Naw, just joking, you can have it.” I thanked him and went to the large tub on the far wall. The room was huge, mouldy, wet, and dark. There was a dead snake in the tub. “No way. I’m not taking a bath in there. There’s a snake in the tub!” I headed to a different tub, and had to step over/around about twelve sinks that were lined up and sunken down to floor level. There was a group of monks standing there in brown robes, but they were snickering and looked to be about my age. I asked, “How long have you guys been monks?” but got no response. I shrugged and started to undress, but suddenly a huge snake started coming toward me from the right. I ran, though a large group of people was shouting directions, mostly, “Don’t run! You’ll make him mad!” I ran back and forth, jumping over the snake as he came toward me. Finally, I tried to wake myself up, but only succeeded in shreading the dream.