The Evil Slovenian Handball Team Dream

My old boss said I had really good time management skills, I'm proud of that and I will mention it whenever I have a chance, literally. 

- Random guy: What day is it today?

- Me: Oh, that is indeed a good question my friend. You know, my old boss told me I have really good time management skills, so you chose the right person to ask.

- Random guy: Uhh...okay {Slowly walking away}

BUT, not this week. I normally schedule myself so that I have stuff to do everyday, but not too much. That didn't happen this week. And I guess this general lazyness has had an effect in my dreams, because they have been SO boring. Two examples:

- The Lost Wallet Dream: who hasn't dreamed this?! And I never got to find it.

- The Empty Sausage Pack Dream: that was it. There was an empty three-sausage pack in my fridge. In the dream I get mad because no one bothered to put it in the trash. I put it in the trash, and then I get mad at the sausage factories because making packs with three units is nonsense. (Even though it's not, hot dog bread comes in six-packs so they should make an agreement with sausage factories so that they only sell multiples of three sausages in a pack)

ANYWAY.

I had this dream from last week, which I didn't want to post yet. It is somehow scary, since I see myself being a bit mean. Only a bit, you'll see. It's also interesting because I know where some things in the dream come from.

So, I was playing with an old friend from school on the street, we didn't have a ball though, so we were rolling up socks to make it. We called it "sockball". Genius!

Soon after, the sockball went too far, and we shouted but no one wanted to throw it back. I run to pick it, but suddenly a huge group of people come my way, and they drag me far from where I was. It turns out I'm now in a gym, and there is the National Handball Female Team From Slovenia. I think this is my best chance to borrow a ball, so I ask them, but they start punching and bullying me. I get really mad, and grab the captain by the arm, make her open her mouth and start scratching her inside the mouth, in the internal side of the cheek, until it bleeds. Then, I run, and wake up.

First of all, I would never do that. Probably. BUT I know where it came from, as I said. Specifically, it came from a movie I had watched a few days ago, The Seasoning House. You can see the trailer here, in case you're interested. It's a story about the revenge of a girl, and in one of the scenes, she grabs a knife and mutilates one of the bad guys's mouth from the inside, and it's pretty impressive. 

This is it for today, not really proud of the drawing, by the way. The girl in the middle looks like she has a nosebleed, but I do like the face of the tall one, there is always someone not too intelligent in the badass group at school, and that's her.