I'm reposting my dream journal since it disappeared into oblivion after the hack. Hopefully it will have a chance to remain alive long enough to get read by a few people. Some of these dates may also be wrong, but those aren't really the important thing.

12-21

This dream starts out with me and a friend of mine named Alex going on a school field trip to somewhere, I don't remember where if there even was a destination in mind. There wasn't anyone else from my school on the bus except for Alex and the bus had tracks on the floor where the seats could be re-arranged. Partway into the trip the bus driver decided to kidnap everyone on the bus. The driver put the bus on auto-drive (???) and was watching all of us from the front with a pistol in his hand. Alex and I decided that something needed to be done about this so after a hard stop I pretended to slide forward on the tracks and started talking to the driver. He soon started to take a liking to me and I got on his good side. I then went to the back of the bus and started collaborating with Alex. I found a bone on the floor and the driver became suspicious and asked what I was doing with it, so I started to chew on it and offered it to the driver saying it tasted good (which it did) but he declined. I remember feeling really clever about this . I gave the bone to Alex and knew that he would know what to do with it then I went back to the front and on the way I found a small blue plastic case on the floor with a hard round object in it. I didn't bother to see what it was I just put it in my pocket. As I got to the front we began to come into my hometown and Alex started breaking windows and screaming to the people outside. This got the drivers attention and he ran to the back while I took over the controls and then jack-knifed (I find this particularly funny) the bus in the middle of the street. The cops were there waiting for us and they quickly apprehended the driver. I reached in my pocket and pulled out the case to find out they were hand-cuffs which I handed to an officer and said they might need these. Alex and I got some reward money for the rescue but we gave it back because we said it was so much fun anyway. I remember feeling bad for the driver though because I assumed at the time he was going to pay for the rest of his life for one bad decision he made, but then I shrugged it off because it was his decision after all.