Sleep Deprivation Dream?

I was in my bed, dying of sleep deprivation. They told me that as soon as I fell asleep, I was going to die. I had to keep myself awake. Looking around my room, even with the lights off I could see the gathering of people watching me drift into my death. With my eyelids heavy and my eyes in pain, I jumped out of bed and tried to move my body out of my room and into the bathroom. I couldn't open my eyes enough to even see where I was going. I finally made it to the bathroom, but my body was slowly becomming paralyzed as I collapsed onto the floor. I tried to use the toilet to pick myself back up but I couldn't move a muscle. As I was grabbing onto the toilet, I almost dropped my sister's phone into it. I moved my upper body to stop it. Then, I realize I had to say goodbye to someone. "Ricky! Ricky!" I started yelling. "I need to say goodbye to Ricky!"
I searched the bathroom with my eyes for my cell phone. It was nowhere. I leaned over the toilet and there it was: at the bottom of my toilet was my cell phone.
"This can't be happening," I thought.
At that point, the toilet started spinning. I don't mean it was flushing. The actual toilet was spinning in circles. Then, the entire room spun in circles. I felt myself floating upwards, out of my body, now watching myself in the bathroom, rather than seeing the dream from my own point of view. I watched myself and the bathroom and the house spin.
Dizzy, I slowly woke up, confused. My eyes still felt glued shut. My body still seemed motionless. And I was scared out of my mind.


I think if I keep continuing to tell people my dreams, I'll lose all of my friends because people will think I'm a crazy person.

I would rather sleep on the floor with the lights on

than in my bed with the lights off. I spend more time on the floor of my room than I do anywhere else. It's not even that comfortable. The floor is hard, my carpet is itchy and my room is a mess, however every single day when I come home from school, one of the first things I do is curl up in a ball on my floor in front of my space heater and fall into a deep, sound sleep without even trying. If I got into my bed and tried to do this, I probably wouldn't fall asleep at all. I'm on the hard floor of my room right now, laying on my stomach, chin to the itchy carpet listening to a song that I don't like playing from my iTunes on my computer a few feet away from me. I would get up to check the IM I just got and change the song, but I'm too comfortable. I think I'll take a nap instead.

I had a good feeling about December.

If so many good things happen at once, will there eventually be a downfall? And if so, when?

I'd like to mentally prepare for mine. I've never felt so happy.

The fate of all "Cats"