Eating Out

Two nights ago I had a dream I was eating at a Mexican restaurant with family. It was actually warm and sunny outside, so we ate on the outdoor seats, with the umbrella over us and all. I went inside to use the bathroom, when I noticed the whole building looked oddly lonely. The lights were dark, and many things looked abandoned. I walked into the lonely bathroom, and opening the stall a Mexican zombie attacked me. The thing was powerful by all means.. I kicked it as hard as possible, slamming the stall and escaping for my life. I walked to the register to report the little problem.

As I rung the bell, dozens of Mexican zombies came from the kitchen. I climbed windows, threw Mexican zombies into cooking equipment. Long story short, I finally killed all the Mexican zombies.

I walk back outside to my family, when I see them all laid back, stuffed with food. I looked at my plate and someone ate it too. They were all ready to leave, and I was PISSED because I wanted Mexican food.

I was then awoken by my alarm clock. I told my parents I'm going to be late for school. I then paced in my room for a whole hour getting myself to calm down, because I was still irritated and pissed about them eating without me.