I had a very interesting dream, today, when I fell asleep at about 3.  Although, I suppose it would be categorized more as a nightmare...although, it wasn't night.  It was just odd.  I guess I'll tell you about it.  I was at this college-like place with my Chemistry teacher and my best friend.  I have really no idea what was going on until all of a sudden the guy that I like, his dad is there holding a gun, everyone but the guy I like and the rest of his family hides over near some tables that were lined up.  I was in a corner where I couldn't see what was going on but I remember I just kept praying that his dad didn't shoot him or any of his family.  Well, all of a sudden (as often occurs in dreams) his dad just runs out the door...but his dad was a different man entirely when he ran out the door.  After his dad runs out the door somehow he and I end up walking down an alley together.  I'm holding onto him for dear life asking if he is ok, crying, stroking and kissing his cheek, and his chin, and just making sure he is still there with me, and he's holding tight onto me with his arm around my waiste...with a steely(sp?) look on his face(which he always gets when he wants to pretend something isn't  bothering him because he wants to be the strong one.)  That's pretty much the end of it.  It was just really weird, and that is the most feeling I have actually ever experienced in a dream.  Oh well...there it is.  I'll talk to you all later.  Have a good weekend.