Do not know what a dream like that could mean at all.
Another bit of my dream just came back to me.
Gosh, but that was the wrongest dream I've had for such a long time.
I now feel a bit sick. I mean sure, the dream from this morning made me feel sick to my stomach, but this is something else. Possibly I'm just very very hungry. Possibly the stress from coursework, year-out plans and keeping everything inside has started getting to me. I can't wait for the end of term. This term so far has been rather uninspiring. I just need a break, to get away from it all. I wonder if I'll get that over Christmas? I doubt it - Dad will want me to be busy getting my year out sorted. What I really want to do is be writing more music, to be playing my guitar. I'm going to make it as a musician, I swear.
Just remembered - I'm going home this weekend. Just found out that if I've passed the Algorithms midterm test, Friday's lecture is cancelled. That would mean that I could leave right after my 11 o'clock lecture. That would be sweet. I wanna go home. Take off this uniform and stop the show...
I'm going to go and buy food - maybe I'll feel better then.