God am I dreaming

Never have I felt so badly between the exam and the voting. NEVER..... I..just..felt...like.....

But it turned out well anyway!? I have no idea how. I seriously thought they might have thought I was a retard who knew nothing about the things spoke of. Funny feeling though.

When I got the question I was blank. God is big. Islam and Christianity. I felt. Fucked.

I recall saying that exact word a couple of times during the preparation time. Only once have I said that word during such a time. Last year when I was getting ready for media class.

Thunder is in the air. You can smell it. The pressure at its highest, black clouds in the air and the humidity reaching high levels.

Is this a sign that a storm is coming? Who knows. Maybe one should go to sleep and dream. Dream of things which will turn out to be nightmares. At least they did last night.

The dream about exams and then suddenly being in a place where none is a familiar face. Room suddenly emptying. I follow some stranger. We get to the same point twice and two times I am not fast enough. The person tells me so and suddenly a dude in black hoodie shoots something at me. Syringe-shaped vivid colored. I am down. Blackout.

Completely alone at a strange and unfamiliar place. Walking. Then he shows up and starts aiming at me. I run. Every time I look back he is there pointing, aiming, trying to shoot me down.