Last night I dreamt I got everything I wanted.

Last night I dreamt I got everything I wanted.

My essay was finished.

My exams were over. (Passed with flying colours, I might add).

I got that thing I applied for.

And I was backpacking from India to Korea.

Then I woke up.










And I found I wasn't too disappointed to find that I'd lost it all.

Maybe those 'achievements' weren't as precious because I hadn't felt the pain of working for them.

That realisation is so annoyingly philosophical I would have hit whoever told me that (if it weren't coming from myself). Because I'm tired and I just really want to sleep in right now.

My brain's a little fuzzy but I think what I'm saying is, it's just 11 days till the end of my uni career, so I'm gonna work bloody hard.

Be right back.