One of my classmates was talking about him reading Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows for the second time and I shared that I, too, was planning to do the same (although I still haven't started yet even after promising to myself to do it pronto). That night we had that conversation, these f*cking dementors decided to pop up in my dream. Imagine my fear. I swear I still remember the feeling of my heart tightening and the only thing I can think of is "Think happy thoughts, think happy thoughts" over and over.
And that brings me to my favorite awesome thing of the day:
#630 The moment after you wake up from a nightmare and suddenly realize it was all just a dream
Boy, was I relieved to find out that it was just indeed a dream. Now that's a happy thought!