Alright, I'm writing this down as a reminder to not just get random songs from friends for the sake of getting new songs. Also to clean my ears because the whole reason this thing happened is so much bullshit.

So, it's 6AM, I just went to sleep like, 3 hours ago. If I didn't have work at 1PM, I would have not give a damn and just stayed up.

Reason why I just woke up? I had a stupid nightmare. Yeah, at my age. I don't usually, and my day had nothing weird on it for me to dream of this, so I'm still wondering how the hell it even got started. Whatever triggered it, I'm not even sure if it actually happened.

The dream was pretty normal before it, kinda short. I actually remembered it as clearly as the nightmare itself, but in trying to forget about the nightmare, I forgot about the dream instead. Now, it started when I "recalled" that my mom said… that she found herself waking up telling herself that her ears were hurting? I'm not even sure if this happened really, or I just dreamt this as well…

I was downstairs in my living room as soon as I recalled this, and as I started to walk into my mom's room to see if she was okay, I heard her start saying "my ears, my ears" slowly, but it started to get louder. When I stepped in the room, she was already screaming. She was rubbing her ears violently. I was freaked out, I'm not used to seeing anyone in that much pain, especially not my mother. I was scared and didn't know what to do, until I remembered she was dreaming, so I could maybe wake her up to snap her out of it if the pain's not real. One step toward her bed, and simultaneously out of fucking nowhere, I hear "incest is your new best friend," and I start to hear screams upstairs. My sister's screaming, and I recognize those screams.

My brother's autistic, so sometimes when he gets mad he starts beating people up. It hasn't happened lately, but sometimes she would randomly beat up my sister too. Since we can't be around him 24/7, and they share a room, at first it would take us a little bit to notice she's getting beat up. We got to stop things when we got there, but if we were there, it meant my sister was screaming from getting beat up.

So as I see my mother in horrible pain, I start hearing that my sister's getting beat up upstairs. All I can think of saying is "fuck" because I got so frustrated I didn't know what to do. Figuring I would just wake up my mom really fast by shaking her, I would run upstairs and stop my brother from beating my sister up. I moved my mom around really quick, but unfortunately, I got no response, she was still screaming in pain. I start to panic more, but figured there was nothing I could do to help my mom, and I should run upstairs to help *somehow*. Well, running out on my mom when she was screaming like that in pain was probably one of the worst feelings I've ever had.

One thing you should know, is that I usually move fast for the hell of it. I run small distances I probably don't need to run for, and I walk a lot faster than others. Why? I like getting stuff done, I guess.

Well, when I *really* need to get somewhere, I go _fast_. So, of course, my dream starts to give me more bullshit: as I run upstairs, *I* slow down. Not time, no, so I'm still hearing both my mother in pain as well as my sister's screams, and going fucking slow upstairs. No words can describe how frustrated and scared I was at that point. Then, that fucking song. I went to bed listening to my iPod, and it turns out that where ever I heard "incest is your new best friend" was a stupid song I got from a friend. It doesn't say "incest," it says "ignorance," but because of how slowed down the melody was, (and probably because I was panicking at the same time I heard that line in my dream), I heard "incest." All I want to say is, I hate fucking 4chan for being the first of introducing me to this word.

There's more to the dream, but I'm sick of describing it. The last part is the worst part anyway. You guys probably won't give a shit reading it, but I know it'll be horrible for me to write it down. If there's anything else noteworthy, is that I woke up *because* I realized it's a dream. Not immediately though, I noticed as I was going up the stairs (for some reason the fact that I was going that slowly turned on my bullshit detector).

Well, there's my blog for the year. Enjoy the irrelevance to Game Maker. Although I doubt anyone else here still cares for it.

I'll try to go back to sleep.

(btw, thanks everyone who wished me a happy birthday :D even though some people actually thought my birthday was on December 1st… though that's my fault.)