Wake me up...

September ends.

This month has been gruelling, to say the least. Next month doesn't look to be easier. Ugh, so tired...

Dream a little Dream...

And so the holiday has also nearly come to an end. I’ve already started “studying” for my maths next week. Not being very successful, but I’ll have to start making a concerted effort soon.

The week has been great. I met up with some friends, some of whom I haven’t seen in months. I just wish I had more time and that I could get around to more people. I did a little vegging as well, but I need more.

I don’t consider myself a dreamer in the sense that I rarely remember my dreams. Most of the time it’s just nonsense anyway, so why bother? Well, this week I’ve had three dreams that kind of stood out. The first two had little significance, but I could identify distinct elements that directly related to past and future (well, something I thought would happen) events. This struck my, because my dreams almost never relates to real-world happenings (apart from the usual dé ja vu). The last one was different: it centred me and another person. This other person was – I’m not sure how to say - a combination of a couple of people I know and of feelings I have (towards them), a sort of personification. This person also played on my feelings and... I don’t know, but just experienced everything immensely personal. Everything happened very vividly can’t remember if it was a lucid dream.

I have the feeling my unconsciousness is screaming and trying to tell me something. I think I have an idea what it’s about, but I’m not sure I want to hear. Were the previous two dreams “training wheels” for dream interpretation? If this keeps going on, I might start keeping a dream journal.

Demotion

No! I can’t move back to Stellenbosch in the next quarter! Argh! No good reason!

*deep breath* So it’s back home for the rest of the year. I’m not going to be running around like a decapitated chicken looking for a refuge for these last few weeks. I’ll look around for something for next year. I have a couple of options, but I have other things on my mind to deal with first...

Now my days will be starting an hour earlier again and I loose two hours on commuting. Yay.

A Quick Break

So ends the third quarter of my second year at varsity. How time flies. And the time will continue to fly: we are only getting a week break. A so-called “study week”. Meh.

Today had one of the best beginnings of the year. We had to give poster presentations at the Physics department. Nothing fancy, just show “what we have learned”. When we walked into the tea room we were greeted by dozens of muffins and cups of coffee and tea. The Physics people came in, had a look around and we all chatted for the duration of the hour and a half. Physicists are generally the mellower group of scientists. When all was said and done, we were as relaxed as cats on a warm windowsill.

I’m packing up and moving out of my home here at Stellenbosch. I’m going to try to negotiate living here (with rent) sometime next week, but who knows what’s going to happen. It’s going to be bad if I can’t continue to stay here, because I’ve just gotten into the swing of things, socially and otherwise.

Plans for the holiday are just seeing some old friends. Nothing fancy, I just need to relax and unwind.