Dreams. Dreams are funny things. I just had one. I woke up to write down this post because I'll forget abt the dream later on..

The dream started off with me walking through the halls of a huge building and I was intercepted/ran into Porofessor McGonagall (from the Harry Potter books). I had to take off my cloak and she exclaimed. She addressed me as Saddam Hussein. (I know.. I know). I told her that all i wanted to do was to sit in on one of her classes. After some persuasion, she agreed. I sat on the side of her class... under an ivisibility cloak... I stayed over the night too. I ran into one of the students there... she is my real life friend too... Sara. I decided on the second night to make my way home and trailed Sara all the way to the front door and left Gryffindor and then the grounds of Hogwarts.

That was my dream. Then I woke up... It was wierd. Sort of combined my two interests of reading and politics. But it was really wierd. I'm not gonna sit here and analyze it because I really don't feel the need to.. but I thought it more than little wierd. My friend Sara by the way is actually a person. I know her from MAC. She is a big Harry Potter fan too. Infact, I borrowed the second and third books from her so that I could read them.

that was all very wierd .. I'm going back to sleep...