I don't remember much of my dream, but I think the theme was "transport". More specifically I remember something about trains, but it's really hazy.

The part of my dream that I remember was the end, just before I woke up. I went into a public toilet and it was really busy with people everywhere. Just as I'd finished and was washing my hands, Faraz from my school walked in.

I continued washing my hands and then I saw him heading back out of the toilets, and then he started to retch as if he was going to be sick. He was standing right next to a basin, but he was trying hard not to throw up, putting his hands in front of his mouth and facing away from the basin into the crowded bathroom. By now it looked like he was actually going to be sick all over the floor so I yelled at him "In the sink!" and he turned towards the sink. I didn't want to be there when it happened so I quickly headed for the door, and although I didn't see anything I heard him throw up, and it sounded like he filled the sink!

When I was outside I was a little bit disorientated, and it took me a while to find where I was going. I started walking off, but then I realised it was the wrong direction so I turned around and walked back past the bathroom. At this moment Faraz emerged from the bathroom and started trying to talk to me. He had a big grin on his face and was joking about what had happened.

At this point all I was thinking about was that I didn't want whatever horrible disease he had, so power walked away as fast as possible.

Now I'm dreaming about woodworkers from YouTube!

I dreamt that I was staying with Matthias Wandel from You Tube. I don't remember much, but I do remember him showing us around. We got to his bedroom and he opened the door and we stepped inside, and the room was really weird with lots of big pieces of furniture around the edges and a big space in the middle.

The bed was especially strange: there was no frame, and just a really large mattress that came all the way from the floor up to a height about double the size of a regular bed. It was covered in white sheets and ribbons, and I thought it looked like a wedding cake.

Suddenly Matthias realised his wife was in bed, laying on top of the sheets in her night gown. He started to talk to her and me and Yu Lee immediately stepped outside.

The next part that I remember was in the night time. Me and Yu Lee were in bed and it was really cold. There was a button in the room, and we knew that if we pressed it, a bell would ring and someone would come and give us some kind of room service. Yu Lee decided to press the button and ask for some blankets.

We pressed the button, and a few seconds Matthias' wife came in carrying something. She said that she knew we would be asking for blankets so she bought us one, and then she handed it over and left. When we looked at the "blanket", it turned out to be a curtain from her bedroom. We got back in bed and draped it over the top of the covers.

In my dream, me and Yu Lee are in Italy. Yu Lee has some kind of "assignment" (which felt a lot like homework from school) to file a police report, but her level of Italian isn't good enough to do it so I offer to help.

We both walk into the police station and all of the police officers are dressed really smartly. Some of them say hello to me, but I can't remember how to say "hello" in Italian so I just kind of wave at them. We make our way to the front desk and the guy behind the desk starts talking to us.

Is still can't remember how to say hello, and am worried about seeming impolite, so I stand there with a puzzled look on my face. Yu Lee looks at me as if to say "now what?" and I try hard to remember how to say hello. In the end I tell her to say "Come es?" which is a mixture of bad Italian and bad Spanish! The guy seems to understand and starts talking to her. I translate back and forth for a while, and although slow I think I get it right.

I dreamt that I was standing in for the guitarist for AFI. I didn't know how to play any of the songs, so before each song, the singer would quickly show me a couple of chords and tell me to improvise. Each time I thought I would screw it up, but somehow managed to guess how to play each song.

I distinctly remember playing Morning Star.

In my dream, Yu Lee is pregnant and we are in Spain visiting my dad. We're on the way back, and when we arrive at the airport there is a bit of confusion about where we need to go to catch our flight.

We wander around for a bit, and then we realise that we've gone the wrong way and need to go back to where we first arrived. I'm getting a little bit nervous now because we're later than I'd like, and somehow I end up a few spaces in front of Yu Lee in the queue.

We go through some kind of checkpoint, and most of the passengers just get waved through to continue their journey. I get through first, so I have to wait for Yu Lee. While I'm waiting, every other passenger that comes through is told that they have to wait to be seen by someone.

When Yu Lee finally gets through, she also has to wait. I ask her why and she says it is something to do with her being pregnant. I get really annoyed and say that if she'd been quicker and come through with me she would be first in the queue because I got here before all of the other people who were waiting.

We wait for what seems like an eternity, and our flight is due to take off very soon. Eventually Yu Lee is seen and we are allowed to proceed.

As we're walking through to the next bit, we come to some kind of waiting room. The staff had told us that we had to wait here but everyone else was walking straight through to the gate. For some reason I think I need to call a solicitor, so I look one up on the internet on my phone and call him.

I'm on the phone for a while, and Yu Lee is telling me to hang up and come to the gate. He starts asking me questions, and at some point he asks me something that only Yu Lee would know so I ask her. She is very angry and we start to argue, and then I realise that the solicitor has hung up already. I snap at Yu Lee "now look what you've done!"

We make our way to the gate, and it's not like a normal airport. We some outside onto the runway and the plane is there, with two ladies in uniform standing in front of it. I ask them if we can board but they say it's too late. I start to get upset and say "the plane is just there, why can't you let us on? My wife is pregnant and they made her wait for ages so it's not even our fault that we're late."

On of the ladies responds to us, and I can't remember exactly what she said but it was very sarcastic, something like "well maybe she should go and have her baby then!"

I dreamt that I was some kind of drug dealer. I had loads of cannabis and a customer had arranged to trade some prescription medicine for some of it, so I took a big bag of weed and sat on a park bench and waited for them.

I was sitting there for a while, and then all of a sudden a package came flying over the fence. I caught it and it was a large package of pills. I grabbed the bag of weed that I had with me a threw it back over the fence and then headed home.

In my dream, I was living at my childhood home in York Avenue, but I still had the garage from my current house. I took my drugs into the garage and carefully stashed the pills in a container hidden amongst all of the tools and paint tins in my garage, and then I took the bag of weed and chucked it into a bucket underneath a wooden workbench and headed back into the house.

Some time had passed, and Tommy Faulkner was at my house when the police knocked on the door. They somehow knew that I'd been selling drugs and told me they wanted to search the garage. We headed out to the garage and the police men started searching everywhere. Tommy asked if he could help them with their search and they told him that he could, so he joined them.

He started looking through the stuff under the workbench and found the weed and immediately handed it over to the police men. Then he turned to me and said "I can't believe you just hid your weed in that bucket."

In my dream, I'm back in Slough, near where I used to live. I'm just leaving school and Yu Lee is with me.

We walk back through Baylis Park, and out through an alleyway towards my house. As we're approaching my road Yu Lee suddenly realises that she's lost her glasses. I ask how she managed that and she says that they were in a case in her pocket and she must have dropped them.

We start retracing our steps back towards the school, and we split up to look on opposite sides of the road. Yu Lee is walking faster than me and ends up quite a way ahead of me.

As I'm walking back through the alleyway, into the park, a guy who was hanging around there when we first walked past approaches me. She looks scruffy and a bit beaten up, and he approaches me and says "Tell me to fuck off." Thinking I haven't heard him properly I ask him to repeat himself and he repeats it "Tell me to fuck off."

At this point I can see that this guy wants to start a fight so I try to diffuse the situation by saying "Nah, you're alright. Why would I say that?"

I think this continued for a little while before I woke up.

I don't remember the details of this dream (as I just remembered it from a while ago), but me and Yu Lee were in a situation where we were hiding from 2 other people that were trying to kill us. We attacked them several times, but every time we defeated them they would come back.

Somehow, and I don't really understand the logic here, I realised that this would go on forever unless everyone died apart from me. Yu Lee was getting more and more distressed, and I came to the conclusion that it would be kinder to put her out of her misery than to continue fighting.

We were at my childhood home in York Avenue, Slough, and I grabbed a kitchen knife from the kitchen and told her to go to the workshop at the bottom of the garden. Once we got there I stabbed her to death, first in the stomach and then in the chest. This was extremely distressing and caused me to wake up.

It took me a little while to fall asleep again afterwards.

In my dream, I'm on holiday somewhere hot and sunny with Yu Lee and some of her family. I don't remember who exactly is there apart from her and Stefan.

We're only there for a week, but Stefan has been there for a long time and is going be staying a lot longer than us. I just want to relax and enjoy the sunshine but he keeps saying that we should go somewhere and do something. I am slightly annoyed by this, because he has already had plenty of chances to relax and enjoy where we're staying but we haven't, and out time there is much more limited.

After a while we agree to go somewhere with him, so the three of us head out of the apartment and walk round the massive pool on our way to the exit. As we're walking along, Yu Lee is walking in front of me, and all of a sudden she feints and falls to the ground, hitting her head on the concrete tiles with a loud thud.

I run over to Yu Lee and cradle her head in my lap. She is out cold, and as I hold her head in my hands I realise that she has two very deep cuts on her head. I start to cry and then wake from my dream.

In my dream, I was hosting the Express Pharmacy website on a server in my front room. The server was a tiny computer, about the size of a router.

I'd been out for the day and when I got back in I realised that the Express Pharmacy website was down. I tried loads of things to try to get it working again, but whatever I did I couldn't get the server to respond. After a lot of messing around I went over to the server and realised that it was gone!

I'd been franticly trying to get hold of Harman all day to tell him that his website was down, and just after I discovered that the server was gone he called me back and it turned out that he'd taken it because he wanted to show someone how it was hosted. I was really angry because I'd been really stressed all day and wasted a lot of time trying to figure out why it wasn't working.

Some time later Harman showed up at my house with the server and handed it over to me so I plugged it in and got the website back up and running. I was still angry and I told him (words to the effect of) "If you ever interfere with one of my servers again, regardless of whose website it is, I will fire you as a client."

He responded "There's no need for that because you're fired."