The slightly odd dreams of me

They say that dreams you have one night are affected by what you saw that day or recently. I reckon this is especially true for me. Last night's dream was odd. I went to bed after watching Merlin and that night I dreamt a Merlin dream thing; through Merlin's eyes. Which was odd, I've always dreamt through my own eyes. I must say though, this is not the first instant of dreams from a show. For several years, I have had consistant Doctor Who dreams, both 10th and 11th Doctor's and their companions. I found myself having dream featuring the 11th more consistantly though. I found this odd but my dreams from real life are even more so.

My dreams featuring reality are even more odd. I won't even describe my dreams about my school and social life. It's that weird. And I doubt anyone but I would understand them; then again even I don't understand. I wish I could record my dreams and watch them again later so I can try to understand them.

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What about my life?

Sometimes I really do wonder if people know I am flesh and blood, with emotions and feelings. I mean, all the time, people bring up this one thing which I wish was buried forever. What they either don't know, or don't realise, is that one little thing that started as a joke; that got out of control, affects me more then anything. It just nags at my mind. One maths lesson. My school life made that much more worse. My parents and form tutor say they're just jealous. Whatever they are, the people who started this and the people who joke and remind of this, I don't care for them in my life.
Then the postman today. My parcel was thrown over the fence. For f**ks sake. No-one was in but that's no excuse to throw a cardboard parcel with 2 books and an audio CD in. It rained after that happened. I get home, look at the books:
The pages had gone wavy
The corners were all screwed up
They were damp.

The audiobook is fine if you're wondering.

Then there are certain people online. I have mentioned that I get easily annoyed very often. Yet they still go and annoy me. So I leave, act calm where I am, block them if it's Twitter, then rage inside. Why don't people realise? I am a Dragon only online. I wish I was in real life then I could go and tear them to pieces.

People:

WHAT ABOUT MY LIFE?