This morning I had a dream (inb4martinlutherkingreference) that I was back at my old school sitting with my friends when I suddenly went on a rampage, killing everybody I hated and all the bitchy teachers. Once I finished, I found a few of the friends that was sitting with me and took him to a safe place for us to watch me blow up the building with some explosives.
When I woke up, I felt really good because I killed every person and teacher I hated. So far, I'm in a good mood because of that.