Passing out

I passed out last night, at like 8:30pm. I woke up at midnight, yelled "bubba!" and fell back asleep. Joshua came in at like 12:30 and woke me up to ask me if i wanted to get a drink at the Whirlaway. But I couldn't get up and go out for like an hour to go back to bed! So I went back to sleep. I had all these weird ass dreams about going to london. My first dream was exciting, Joshua and I with 2 other girls were hanging out in my car, we'd just came back from an adventure and were hungry. So we stopped by this diner to get food. We were riding in a big white Blazer, and Joshua was driving. We parked the car and went inside to get food, but as we were going in a wave of hispanic teenagers were coming out. I guessed the diner was closing, so we turn around and go back to the car. We are slightly ahead of the mob of teenagers and when we get back to the parking lot. I noticed several teenage hoodlums messing with the parked cars. One of them was a shitty green Honda, and another was an Acura and then were was our big white blazer. It was obvious they were stealing straight from the cars. I think I saw one of the kids on his knees unscrewing a tire and another flicking off the Honda sign. (I really had this happen to my car) Well, that is when the feeling of danger came over me, and when we rounded the to the driver side of our blazer, Joshua noticed the window had been left down and he could see to the other side. He yelled " GET DOWN" and all four of us ducked down, and he was saying " We have to lay down and everything will be okay" thats when I hard the loud pops of gun shots!
In my head, I thought, Oh my god- Joshua is from california and there are gangs in california. He must know about these gang shootings! So we all listened to him and I dont know if we made it out there alive or not because i woke up.