I found myself in the middle of two warring tribes. Someone had once told me that if I befriended one that I would be safe - so I did. They were in the middle of fighting - throwing these super super thin and long spears with poison darts on the ends. The ends were also like a fish hook, you know how it snags. I was in between two buildings - a sort of alley way. The bad guys only wore loin cloths and were striped black and white from head to toe. Someone was throwing a lot of arrows at me that I was able to avoid. Every once and awhile a striped guy would throw a big poison stick. It was scary since I dont know how to throw but I managed to collect the arrows that were thrown at me and throw them back and kill a few guys.  Something about boiling fat people in a big pot to make a sort of chicken stock.  Also I was at college and I was pissed because my locker was right smack in the middle of a row. I hated this because I didn't want to have to deal with crowds of students. I was trying to get a better locker by asking people - also trying to bribe a taxi driver. I found out he had a locker in his trunk. I decided to go to class even though I was completely unprepared. It was the first day and I got my schedule. At the top of the list was some sort of ceramics sculpture class with Professor B. I wasn't sure if I should go because I had bare feet. Maybe I could skip it. I couldn't belive I had signed up for another class with him but then was glad when I got there becaused I missed doing ceramics. He was making the class scrape big fat carrots and shape them. [Professor B. = my ceramics professor from college]