so i've been having these dreams

I shoot up into a sitting position; 0 to 60 in 2.5, straight out of sleep. It's 4:14 am, I'm so thirsty it's painful and I'm sweating like a whore in church. I feel misplaced and disillusioned but subconsciously I know exactly where I am and exactly what's happening, because it's turning into a pattern. In fact, I had awoken in a similar fashion twice that night already. What I would give to stay asleep, what I would give not to dream so intensly. Had it always been like this I wouldn't know what peaceful slumber feels like, but since I do, this is torture. Last night I had many dreams of which I can remember few details like my dad buying me a Honda that most definitely does not exsist and my best friend, Brooke, being the main character of my third dream... there was also a cake. The first dream I woke up from though, the one with the Honda, I remember well. My dad came home with this machine that looked like it came from some psychedellic version of Need for Speed, and said I could drive it to school. I decided that I would walk "to school" and come back for the car later in order to save gas. This would never be the case for one reason.... I live 24.1 miles from my school. However, in my dream I wasn't really going to school at all. I had plannned on skipping all day with some friends from Puyallup and assumed that one of them would drive me back to my house to get the car later. This was my first mistake, as it would have been in real life because the person I was depending on was the last person I would ever depend on for a favor. So, as it would be, I did not have a ride back to my house to get my car. The sky became dark and I found myself in a huge grass feild with a winding road hidden by a treeline, visible in the distance. I was not scared or alone, I was just walking, deciding what party I would go to. My friend and I reached the road and decided we would go to the rager at the bottom of the first dimly lit driveway that apparently led to the home of someone we knew. Just as we were at the top of the steep driveway, another friend of mine (one who I would never expect to incoorporate in my thoughts while dreaming about parties) ran up to us, stumbling over her feet and her words and said "Come help us... the river, we need to build a dam." She handed us these large rocks that looked as if the were rotted and infested with disease. I did not grab mine because it looked so disgusting. We walked towards the river and there were people everywhere, throwing their rocks into a pile in the river. Everyone looked like androids, moving slowly and groggy and it wasn't until I saw the face of one of them that I realized I was surrounded by zombies. The rocks from the river were turning everyone into zombies, even my friends. When they all realized that I wasn't a zombie, they turned and all at once, began coming at me. I ran as fast as I could, meeting up with a friend along the way who apparently wasn't a zombie either. We reached an abandoned darn in which there were tall wire fences. My extremely attractive, male friend whom I have had a crush on for years and will be called Tom; suggested that we climb to the top of the fence, stand on the thin platform and kick the fence down. The climbing happened quickly and I remember an image of the fence falling. Once we were on the small platform I began to cry and Tom held me. He put his forehead against mine and let me sob, telling me it would be okay and then he kissed me. It was a very awkward, very unsatisfying kiss. Much less than I would have expected. He pulled away and made a groan noise like he regretted doing that and I came in closer and said "No, it can be better." I kissed him with everything I had and that motherfucker didn't even close his eyes! He just pulled his head away and said "No, it's not... eh". I was furiuos and heartbroken... mostly furious. That's when I woke up.