Death to the bitch LOL

I meant to blog this morning but I got stuck on an internet shopping list, but I did manage to write down the basic storyline from my dream.

Thersa was living in my childhood bedroom with her husband and her daughter. In real life, Thersa is halfway through her pregnancy. The bedroom door was cracked just a bit so I could see the two of them sitting in bed holding the baby. She was in a sleeveless nightgown and she was talking about how she was upset that they could immediately start to try for another baby. I walked into the spare bedroom, where I was going to be staying. I didn't feel like dealing with Thersa since I had just moved in that day, so I sat in my room and talked quietly amongst my friends. I kept asking my friends why she was living in my parent's house considering they had never met before. I lay back with my hands behind my head to try to relax when I hear someone walk into my room and there is Thersa. She has her arms crossed over her chest and she is looking at ME disgusted in MY parent's house. "What the hell are you doing here?" "Moving in. Got a problem with that?" She gives me this sarcastic laugh and asked me if I got kicked out of my last place. I told her that I still was living there and paying rent but I was going to stay at my mom's house. I don't remember the reason I told her. Thersa said something that made me see red. It was something along the lines of going into my old place and she claims to have discovered something. I attacked her. Think of karate movies where they are jumping off the walls and flipping. People jumping so high and kicking down. She was able to get two hits in before my legs wrapped around her neck. I then broke her neck like I was snapping a twig. Right when I was brushing off my hands, I woke up.

This sleeping pill sure brought a vivid dream. Evil bitch. Ugh. I hate her in real life but I haven't spoken to her in over a year, thank God. I don't know why I was dreaming of her, but at least I won.