I remember a scene that involved some millipedes crawling after me. I sat up on the car, and they kept crawling, so I cut them in half with a butter knife. Almost immediately a ants were eating them. I also remember jogging with a classmate, and we were talking about how the new army PT uniforms were going to get improved. We headed to to a subburb and I headed my own way to hang out with A. The fair was at his school that day, and there was all types of events. I needed to pee, and when I finally came up to a stall, some huge 6'5 guy came up talking trash about me. I looked around cause I couldn't believe he was talking to me. He said some more junk to me, and once I finished up, and walked right over there, and punched him in the face. He shrugged it off, and tried to punch me. I blocked it, and punched him again, and again, and again, and again and again until the dream faded.