Am I seriously THIS fucked up

This what I drempt about last night:

DREAM ONE:
I was in a school-type thing, and Navy was there and shit She was dating the jock/astronaut-in-training/fag, and she, like, fell in love with me and shit :headband: Then we tried to sneak out so Mr. Jock wouldn't notice us, but we failed :shit!: He shot my knees with a crossbow, which was pretty lame, so I challenged him to fist-fight, and lost :super-glee: I woke up on the floor, covered in shit Then my dad swung him into his dresser, breaking his nose, and causing him to bleed all over the carpet He later woke up and tried to kill me :sigh: So we ran away like pussies to a drag race, where he got on a four-wheeler and tried to run me over, but I out-ran him So, we went to grampa's house for a spot of tea Then I woke up all sweaty, and wondered "was Navy in my bed that whole time"

DREAM TWO:
I was on a blind date with an old chick while my dad was on a date with a twenty-something She had me get her root beer, which I couldn't find My dad's date was falling off a shelf and I caught her and I was so hero and awesome and great-looking

DREAM THREE:
I was walking past the Limerick town hall, and it was all snowy and shit There was this girl who asked me for some fudge, and I asked her to marry me

AM I FUCKED UP OR IS IT JUST ME

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