Screaming or howling

On the day prior to this dream, I would been on a bus and noticed an angry looking wasp in the window, which is my ultimate terror. Usually you can run away like a bitch hoping the wasp does not sting you, but on a 50 minute bus ride you just have to chill and fight the urge to scream like a little girl and hope the wasp does not put you on its shit-list. So after a night of drinking I should have forgotten all about the wasp, but my dream went like this: I woke up in my bed (like most of my other dreams have started lately) and behold, the area around my bed is full of wasps. Crawling on the walls, on the pillows, on the blankets, on my face, even on my lips. I wanted to die. I had a slight notion that I was dreaming, but I never have control until I perform my reality check, and with a wasp crawling around on my face, I would rather try to wake myself up. I attempted forcing my real eyes open, which is like a layer outside of my dream eyes - not sure how to explain it, I am not even sure I understand it. So I woke up, and again I was in my bed with wasps around me. At this point I was fully convinced the wasps were actually there and it was not a dream, but for good measure I decided to perform a quick reality check. Clenched my nose and tried to breathe, and to my surprise, it actually was a dream. I threw my covers off of me and stormed out of the room. I tried to open the skylight window on the hallway, but it was stuck. I gave it a good punch that pushed it open. I crawled out and flew away to explore.