I remember having Titanic dreams every now and then, and I laugh at how historically incorrect they are. In fact, they're not even that scary or adrenaline-rushing; they're just plain dumb. I remember one when my family and one of my old teachers were onboard. I got separated from them, and what was worse was that all the lifeboats were pickup trucks! I saw my old teacher and she said "goodbye" to me and kept jumping from above the officers's quarters onto the boat deck, always missing the ocean. Then, I remember seeing my family in one of the pickup boats and urging me to come in, and then I'm pretty sure I tried to get in the boat and accidentally fell in the water. Oh well. That's about all I remember from it.