May 2nd, 2003

Photo - leaves

that'll teach me...

even though i woke up in time, thanks to going in a pointless two hours early yesterday (turned out the module info day wasn't til next week, so i had to stick around til my hair appointment; talking of which, it's... rather short...) i was somewhat tired this morning, and realised it was bound to only be tutorials or something this afternoon, and managed to sleep through creative writing...

but to punish me for being a lazy tralk, my subconscious gave me the freakiest dream...

i was asleep in my room, and it was sort of dark because it was rainy and grim outside, and the door knocked. i opened it, and for some reason my grandmother was in the corridor. so i let her in, said hello, and then asked "how the hell did you get in?" (seeing as we need to buzz people up from this floor and then open the flat door as well) - and apparently sadia had let her in, but she called her something derogatory and vaguely racist (no change...)

anyway, i told her i was tired since it was about 8 in the morning and i didn't have to get up til about 11.00, so went back to sleep. she was sitting in the chair.

waking up again, i staggered to the ensuite, where the light wasn't working properly, and then.. next thing i remember, i was complaining about the fact that faber and faber publishers charge a sodding fortune for books by comparing my t.s.eliot poetry book to a much longer novel that cost half the price... then she wanted to take me for lunch and i said that would be okay because it was only tutorials in creative writing and i could miss it.

and then it just got really odd - she flipped out and went off on this weird parental rant about me skiving and not doing any work - and i was trying to show her past exam results because she was under the impression i was failing everything. and then she threw something out of the window (i think it turned out to be my record of achievement and some other things) and i was getting hysterical...

next thing was various gathered people including my mum and some others, and my grandmother was on some sort of 'trial' for what she'd done. 'twas most odd...

had a very odd sense of foreboding about it, though, not helped by the dingy rainy lighting that made everything very grey and white...

and then i had a shippy spuffy dream to make up for it ;)