Toothpaste Predictions

Well, I'm pretty much depressed because my brother Greg is leaving on a mission in three days and I'm going to be stuck home alone with my parents for two years. However you've probably already heard me complaining about this way too much so to put you in a better mood I'll try to write about somethingelse and give you a depressing report on what happened after he has left next week. Now ofcourse I'm probably going to give you a wonderful personal experience and then analyze it .

So here goes... maybe... um...Oh! Okay so the other day I had a really weird dream. I hardly ever have dreams, and I usually can't rember them, but this one was just weird. So first I was just at Mountain View, walking down the fine arts hall to some after school class or something, thinking how busy my life is and how dumb it is that I keep having to stay after (which is weird for me to be thinking because my life is actually pretty dull at times). So I get to my class and it's in the band room and Mr. Bowman is teaching. It was supposed to be some kind of choir class, which is weird becuase I don't sing. We were practicing singing intervals except nothing was happening because there were so many distractions .Suddenly the chamber choir or something is sitting behind me and they'd keep showing off singing the same interval over and over again. It was really annoying and I remember thinking,"Gosh what are you doing?! We're in the middle of a class." Then some girl starts playing the piano out of nowhere and I was thinking, "Ya konw if you're gonna play the piano, it had better sound good, and what are you doing? Show some respect!" Then suddenly the band room evolves into the Provo library and we're all on the second floor with these two big windows on either side of the classroom. Everyone rushes over to the windows and we see these two black guys with gold hair, dressed identically and both walking white dogs. Then we all realize," Oh no! They're going to rob the school and fake out the security cameras." So Mr. Bowman yells," hold the doors!" which doesn't make sense because the bad guys, or whatever they were had already come inside and were on the floor underneath us. So then I start thinking,"Ya know somebody mayve aought to call the police." So I run outside (somehow from the second floor ) and run over to the Mountain View seminary buliding(from the Provo Library). I get to the door and then I realize, school ended hours ago and doors are probably locked! But I try them anyways and amzingly they were left open and I was thinking, "Wow this is just ment to be!" So I run through the seminary building and finally find a phone which was in sombodie's kitchen(it's a really familiar kitchen and it's really bugging because I can't figure out who's kitchen it is!). I'm about to pick up the phone and call 911 but then I think,"Wait! I need to brush my teeth first!" So I get some toothpaste and just rub it all over my mouth with my fingers. Then I called 911 , but I couldn't understand the operator and I wasn't sure what kind of situation I was in so I hung up, but then I realized that now the 911 people would come to the seminary building instead of Mountain View. So I picked up the phone to try again but then a doorbell rings from somewhere and so ofcourse I think, "I need to brush my teeth!" So I run upstairs (suddenly I'm at my house) to brush my teeth, but someone had left the cap off the toothpaste and there was toothpaste all over the place! So I ran back downstairs to answer the door with toothpaste all over my shirt and face. I open the door and there's some guy standing there smiling, acting like he's a friend of the family or something, but I don't recognize him . So ofcourse I smile too thinking, "Oh geeze! I'm being such a nice person!" Then the guy steps into my house and hands me this brown glove, and I'm just like," Um, what are you doing?"and he says, "Oh this is a decoy, I'm just kidnapping you" and then he tries to grab me and I'm like, "Not if I can help it!" and I start fighting him and then my dream ended.

Okay. Sorry if you had to read all but here's my analysis. So I guess think that dreams can predict the future. I was working at the library (Provo Library almost) the other day after I had had this dream and as I was reshelving some books, I found this toothbrush just sitting there on one of the shelves. See there's some evidence for you. The toothpaste in my dream was telling me something. Also I usually have to play piano for my ward choir on Sundays, but this sunday I didn't have to (singing intervals with the chamber choir). However the parts in my dream with the robber guys and the kidnapper haven't quite come to pass yet. But since dreams do predict the future (I showed you some evidence) don't be surprised if I show up on the news for being kidnapped some time soon.
Ps I would usually spell check this but for some reason the button isn't working and I don't want to take time to reread this all over again so forgive my grammer errors and mispellings.