The Broken Surfboard Cult

I had started a new quarter at Santa Cruz and was getting confused about my schedual. I would go to a class and then be uncertain as to weather I should be there or not. I would also forget to sign my name in on the roll sheets. I was taking a math class and a spanish class and something else. The spanish class was very difficult and I was unable to recognize anything they were teaching me.
I went back to my house and was taking a bath while talking to Theo. I was telling him how hard everything was and what had been going on with school. He encouraged me to keep trying because it is important.
I was trying to drive home to Orange County for break. I wanted to take my own car this time. But I wasn't so sure on how to get there after I got on highway 17. I stopped and talked to the guy who had taken me down there for thanksgiving. He tried to explain which way I should go but I was still confused. I asked if I could just follow him, and he said he would be stopping in Capitola for dinner and that I was welcome to join them but it might take a couple hours. I thought about it and decided I didn't want to wait so I would just try to figure it out. I asked the guy to wait around for a second because I was gonna go pee in the forest next to the parking lot, and it was kind of dark in there so I wanted him to just make sure I didn't die or something.
As I was walking toward the forest there was a bright light that flashed through the trees and a group of people came running out. I said "what the hell was that", and turned around to see the guy I had been talking to running away. These people started to advance on me. Most of them were carrying sticks and broken surfboards. One girl came at me trying to stab me with the stick, I grabbed it, broke half of it out of her hand, and gave her a good whack across the face. The people were all dressed strangely, like the lost boys or something, and acted somewhat like zombies. I realized they were a cult. Most of the people in the group wandered off to find other victims, but two girls stayed. Each of them had half a broken surfboard as a weapon, and were talking to each other about how many souls they still needed to collect. I tried to talk to them and figure out what was going on, but they were somewhat unresponsive. I realized I had dropped my car key when the people had come running out of the bushes earlier, and was afraid they would find it and steal my car. I found the key and hid it in my pocket. The girls were still coming toward me, once they started to attack I was able to wrestle one of the half-boards away from the girl, and tried with all my strength to hit her, but I couldn't hit her very hard. It seemed to work well-enough though.