12/07/2548

mixed feelings part III

Is obsession *really* the way forward?

Believe me - I'm sorry.

But again, to change the subject... I felt really stressed during the daytime, and for some strange reason I just fell asleep. It's like I couldn't take it anymore and just shutdown. I had another strange dream, again related to videogames.

I've been playing dragonquest - so I guess it's no surprise I should dream about it, other than the fact that I've never, before today, had dreams that feature videogames.

Anyhow, in this dream, I am enthralled by the dark wizard Dhoulmagus - even though I know he is an evil bastard, and I allow him to 'court' me (the setting of the game is medieval). I am wearing white - a corset and knee length erm... do you call them bloomers or what? (like I said, the setting is medieval, but I have no idea why I was in my medieval underwear) But then I change my mind and break away, although he is trying to control me. When I run away I hide in a public toilet (no longer medieval), and wait for the colours of the walls and ceiling to return to normal. They are flashing wildly as though under some strange curse. And when that is over... where do I find myself but Melbourne University, trying to flush toilet paper down a toilet bowl that seems to reject it. When I give up with the flushing and come out, I need to take part in some strike. All the factions are meant to work together, but when I try to find out where it is, the ALS girls at Melbourne Uni are super-bitchy to me and refuse to tell me where it is.

So I'm flipping through some magazines at the library trying to find the answer when in occurs to me that probably something happened at the NUS conference that I'm entirely unaware of. Since I'm not there, I think perhaps I should call Akshay, but before I can do so, the conference is over and the Melbourne Uni student unionists are pelleting me with rocks and saying I'm with the "moonies" (whatever that means - I have NO IDEA!) while Akshay shows up and tells me I need to go for a meeting with him and the new NUS president. He seems quite stressed, and when I see the new president and gensec of NUS, I've never seen their faces before, and I don't hesitate to make it known to the president, that "I've never seen your ugly face before." The point isn't that I am trying to be rude, although I am by then very emotionally distressed by the behaviour of the girls - it's just that it slipps out because his features really are very very very ugly. But then I feel bad for hurting his feelings cos he doesn't join us for lunch anymore. The new gensec is much more amicable in his countenance, though.

But then I woke up... so I guess I'll never know what happens next. I just feel tired and nauseous right now.