Cremated Alive for Violating Probabtion

So I got a scholarship of $221 today.  Weehee!  I don't know why 221 but it sounds like a number filled to the brim with goodness.  The scholarship was given to my roommate also.  For good luck, I keep trying to avoid the mail, as to maybe forget that I all about scholarships.  As soon as I forget, somehow, I will get a magic letter in the mail or waiting for me on the kitchen overhang where all our mail gets tossed.  The return address will be Financial Aid and Scholarship office.  ISU stop #****.  I will open it like some kind of chocolate bar golden ticket and it will be a congratulations you have been awarded the _________________________ scholarship!

 Mucho Gracias!

That's what I will say in my thank you letter to whoever donated that money.  If only I would get the damn scholarship.  I have got everything else covered.

Last night I had an insane dream that if you violated probabtion more than 5 times than you get cremated alive.  Well, at least a friend of mine that happens to have the same name as me, Jeff, was going to get incinerated.  I went to his funeral, while he was still alive, which was much more the last dinner of someone on death row.  We gave him presents like a birthday.

Later in the dream, there was some kind of reading as a memorial to him, while he was still alive.  My friend read slaughter-house 5.  I don't really know if that story correlates to anything, but hell, it was a dream.  The last part of the dream was set in some place I kind of think exists and across the street was a semi-trailer with a walk-in door in the back.  A metal fold-out stair-case led up to some brightly colored door.  This was the incinerator.

I said my goodbyes to this friend of mine.  He got teary eyed so I left quickly him, even though he had acted cool through all of his ceremonies.  He had a last request.  He wanted to wear my pants to his death bed.  I took them off, and we traded.  When I looked at his pants, they seemed almost exactly the same as my old pants.  They brought me a feeling of death.