Last night I had a dream about walking around by my elementary school and seeing one of my friends doing a burnout in a convertible. Then as I continued walking, semi-pissed at my friend showing off a guy rode by me on a ATV and I said "I really want a motorcycle, like that one (pointing at ATV) but with two wheels." Which is pretty much the worst description you could give about a motorcycle. I continued walking and I came to a basketball court with a lot of my friends. I just stood there and watched them play. I woke up before we had a chance to make teams or play, however, I would have probably been picked last because I'm not too good at basketball.
I woke up and decided NO, I don't want to wake up, so I went back to bed and had this dream (which was probably a retaliation to my friend showing off in his car):
I dreamt that I had borrowed our neighbors Ferrari (even though they don't have one). It was a red F430. I was driving along at a pretty fast speed until I reached a gentle slope (the Ferrari was a stickshift) and I couldn't get up the hill. I had to turn around, go down the hill, pull in and out of someones driveway and try it again. I finally got it and I was about to go on the highway but I realized it was actually a dream and gradually started to wake up. While I was driving I kept wanting to have one of my friends see me.
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