16th August

It's a bit of a blur: all I really remember is being let home from work early yesterday and then Mike and Chris coming over and asking whether I wanted a lift to Basildon. They then changed it to going to bowling with someone I don't like, so I tried desperately to get out of it.
At that point my mum decided to walk in a rudely wake me up... and so I moved onto another dream...
There was a terrorist attack on the San Francisco (Golden Gate)bridge, and me and a group of people were on it. At first we were drowning, but then somehow we all found a completely dry tunnel. I, of course, was still freaking out from the water, and then there was Scott, who was leading everyone, Connor (person from work), some random people, and a girl who I know but can't quite place.
We moved around for a while, then the girl started moaning about getting fatter, when we'd only been there ten minutes. We then found a door, which lead into a massive marble room. Lots of nonspecific chit-chat happened for a long time, all the while this girl still complaining, and then suddenly we heard footsteps coming from the other side, and a marching band tune. We hurried back into the previous tunnel and waited.
There, Scott and the girl figured out that it must be the characters from Alice in Wonderland and she was their victim. They nominated me to be the Queen of Hearts (which they somehow knew that was what the others were there for). So we sat down with gollom-like creatres who said they were from Alice in Wonderland and tried to negociate a deal.
Then Tourchwood came, and for some reason Tom as well, on speedboats and rescued all of us except the girl (I was starting to feel a bit bad for her). They made some of us paraglide behind, and I threw a fit and my bag sunk to the bottom of the sea with all my favorite things in. That sparked a hate for Torchwood.
Afterwards, when we were safely back at home, Connor, his girlfriend and I went to Starbucks to meet my Nan (who was actually Jane Fonda) and told her what happened. For some reason, she hated me and thought I was really common, so I threw a book at her.
Fun times.