I was going to Meg's house to see her grandma, because she was in town and they were at her house by themselves. When I got there, they convinced me to go back to Georgia with them. I didn't really want to, but it was only the weekend, so I agreed. We were driving along, and I suddenly realized that I hadn't packed my medicine. Then, I realized that I hadn't packed anything at all. I think I woke up at this point. Then the dream continued. I had gone home, and I guess Meg's grandma had driven me back home. They were waiting for me to get my stuff so that we could leave, and I was trying to find everything and throw it in my bag. I had woken up at home, though, which was the strange part. I was arguing with my dad, saying "I DONT WANT TO GO", and he said "well, they called, and they're already on their way to pick you up." I was frustrated, and then I had to make them wait on me for a long time and I felt bad about it. It was strange.
