I want an iPhone really badly now.

So I have this dream where we're all in a square plane, and the person flying it tells us we should all go to sleep in case of a crash landing. I don't know either. So we all sleep on this square thing attached to our knees and then about five minutes later we're flying over a field and she says everyone with an iPhone can jump out. I don't have an iPhone but everyone else does, so everyone else gets a parachute and they all jump out. Lucky bastards.

So now I'm left in this square plane, and it starts crashing really slowly. Like, it starts falling down in slow motion. I just look out the window and I'm like, "...". Then I just sit there waiting for it to crash. Seeing as it's going so slowly, I'm probably not gonna feel it anyways.

And THEN it starts falling quickly. But for some reason I don't notice and then it hits the ground...

...that's when I woke up. My arm was asleep.

I think the only reason why I ever wanted an iPhone so badly is so I could use the "I Am T-Pain" app. I can't figure out Autotune. I need all this other software for it. Oh, and I'd also like one just in case this ever happens to me.

Which it won't. Ever. I hope.

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