I don't remember a lot of the details of this dream, but I was talking to my mum about her financial situation. She has some crazy idea about paying for something, but said that it would mean missing a mortgage payment.

The main part of the dream that I remember is being very frustrated and telling here (repeatedly) "Whatever you do, don't miss a mortgage payment!"

As usual, Mum was being stubborn and didn't seem to agree...

I dreamt that I was still living at home with my mum (in our old house in Slough), and I was at the point where I'd just finished one school and needed to start the next. We'd been applying to different schools but there was one that was much better than the rest.

We received a letter saying that I hadn't gotten into the good school. At this point I basically gave up and tried to get used to the fact that I was going to the crappy school, but Mum wanted to call the school and try to get them to change their mind. I argued with her that it was a waste of time, and at one point I even got quite annoyed with her, but she didn't listen and spent a while making phone calls.

I went upstairs to my room and could hear my mum on the phone downstairs. After quite a long time she called up to me that it worked and they'd offered me a place! I felt relieved.

We had a workman in the house, doing some kind of building work. It was about 8 o'clock in the evening so I don't know why he was still there. The builder was doing something in one of the upstairs rooms, and had loads of tools and materials in Bob's bedroom, but I think he was doing some work in the bathroom.

I went downstairs and talked to Mum. She was in the middle of ordering me a new bed, and she said that as I'd gotten into the good school after all, I'd be needing a different bed instead. I chose the one that I wanted and we ordered it. I'm pretty sure we were looking in a printed catalogue so I have no idea how she ordered it.

A few minutes later the door went and I answered it. The delivery man handed me a package full of screws and nuts and bolts, and I realised it was the hardware for my new bed. I couldn't understand how it had gotten here so quick.

I needed to pee so I went upstairs, but for some reason, instead of going into the bathroom I went into Bob's bedroom. There was a cardboard container on the floor that had previously been filled with screws or something, that the builder had left behind. It was made out of the same kind of material as a paper cup and looked pretty waterproof so I decided to pee into it. I only peed a little bit, and it burned on the way out, and my urine was dark brown. I stopped even though I wasn't really finished and took the container to the bathroom. As I poured it into the toilet it fizzed and I realised it was because it was very acidic!

I peed some more into the toilet and it was really uncomfortable because of the burning sensation. As I continued, the urine fizzed some more in the toilet. I realised that this wasn't normal and went downstairs to tell Mum, but then I woke up and my dream ended.

In my dream I'm living somewhere else, in a house that's much bigger and more luxurious than my real house. The house is 3 floors tall and each floor has quite a lot of rooms on it. I've invited a lot of my school friends round for a house party. There are people everywhere, but the only people that I specifically remember are Mike and Will.

Mike tells me that he went to another party the previous night and that he's still a bit hungover from it. He pulls out a bottle of something and pours us some drinks. I ask what it is and he says it's a Red Bull cocktail. I'm hesitant to drink it because of the caffeine content and I tell him and Will that I normally don't drink vodka and Red Bull because it stops me from being able to sleep, and that it's unpleasant being drunk and tired, but still being unable to sleep.

In the end I give in and drink the Red Bull cocktail and they do to. It's really alcoholic, and shortly after drinking it Mike lays down on the floor and falls asleep. Will tells me that he needs to use the bathroom, and I can tell by the sense of urgency in his voice and the fact that he looks terrible that he's going to be sick. I start directing him to the downstairs toilet but he starts to run up the stairs and finds his way to the upstairs bathroom.

A little while later I see Will again and he tells me that he was sick all over the toilet seat. I say "That's disgusting," and he tells me not to worry because he's cleaned it up already.

My dream is set in some kind of educational institution which is basically a cross between University and school. At the start of my dream I am in the student union building which is basically a pretty tall tower, and I've just finished eating in a restaurant on one of the lower floors.

Yu Lee wants to meet me and she asked me to meet her on one of the upper floors. I travel upstairs and wait for her.

The top of the building is like a medieval castle, almost as though a castle has been built on top of a modern tower block. I'm outside, and there are walls and towers around me, so although I'm quite high up it's impossible to tell as there is no way to see past the castle walls that surround me.

While I'm waiting for Yu Lee I look up at one of the towers and notice a large brown plant towering above it. I wonder how such a large plant could have gotten there, and wonder if it was planted there on purpose or was just a weed.

After a few minutes Yu Lee turns up and we head off. She tells me that this isn't actually the top floor, and that you can go even higher, inside the castle towers.

We head off an inside one of the towers. There are lots of people everywhere, and I think to myself how the building feels like a self contained city with all of its shops, bars and restaurants and so many people. We head up the tower and emerge into a hallway that must be inside what appeared to be the castle walls from the lower level.

We wander around for a while and it's a lot quieter up here. There are still a few people hanging around, but it feels like a secret place that not many people know about. There are quite a few restaurants up here and we say that we'll have to come back another time for lunch.

A little while later we head outside and are definitely up in what appeared to be the castle ramparts from the previous floor. We walk for a while and I notice a lot of trees and large plants, and then I spot the large brown plant that I was looking at earlier. It's not planted in any soil, and long wooden roots seem to be coming from inside the brickwork and from over the edges of the walls. The entire scene has a magical feeling to it and I feel a sense of wonder at the trees growing so high up in the top of the tower.

The next thing I remember is being in a completely different place. This time I'm outside in a grassy area and we're having a PE lesson. The teacher tells us that we're going to be having an 800 metre running race, and we position ourselves on the track ready to start. I ask the teacher if we just have to do 1 lap and she says "yes".

A couple of seconds later she blows a whistle to start the race and everyone starts running. I'm not running at full pace because I think that 800 metres is quite a long way to sprint, and I want to save some energy for the end of the race, but everyone else accelerates quickly and leaves me behind. As I'm running around I can't believe that the track is really 800 metres long.

I start to accelerate but I can't keep up with the other runners. A few minutes later I cross the finish line in last place. Everyone stops running apart from one other guy who keeps on running and starts a second lap. The teacher tells us that we were supposed to continue, and that we'd only run 400 metres. I protest that she told us to stop after one lap.

Me and Yu Lee are in Spain with my dad and Sue, sitting outside around a table. The weather is nice with a clear blue sky, and the sun is already getting low in the sky.

We're sitting around talking, when all of a sudden I hear a noise, like a jet engine. I can tell that it's really loud but really far away.

My dad says "Watch this, I've seen this loads of times and it's really good," and points towards a spot on the horizon. I look where he's pointing and notice a rocket rising up above the hills and trees in the distance.

The rocket is enormous and red, and as it rises I notice that there were 5 or 7 small white objects attached to it. (I know it was an odd number as one of them was in the centre of the rocket with an equal number of the other white objects on either side.)

The rocket flies straight upwards for a while, and then all of a sudden the white objects detach from it and fly off. I suddenly realise that they are small white vehicles, like miniature versions of the space shuttle.

"They're doing a test flight. Normally they launch these massive satellites into space," my dad explains to me.

The next thing that happens has me in awe. The rocket slows its ascent, and then starts to descend slowly towards the ground. It doesn't turn it's engines off but merely reduces the throttle, and maybe 10 seconds later land back in the same spot that it took off from.

I think I've been reading a little bit too much about SpaceX!

The dream felt very surreal, and I was completely captivated by the rocket.

I am with a group of friends, although they are not people that I know in real life. I think there might be one other male in the group, but the rest are females, and one of them in particular bares a striking resemblance to "Thirteen" from House.

We are out somewhere, in a city, and we spend most of the day hanging out and going shopping. After doing this for a couple of hours, we decide it's time to do what we got together for, which is to get a license to play music at the funeral of one of our friends that died recently.

We go to some kind of government building, and there is a massive queue of people. We join the back of the queue, and the we realise that everyone's queuing to be allowed through a doorway and into another section of the building, where there is another queue. We were queuing to queue!

After a short while we reach the front of the first queue, and then are split into different queues inside. The whole process seems unnecessarily complicated, and surprisingly we are at the front of the queue in no time and heading into an office.

We are split up and interviewed separately. When I go in, the guy who's interviewing me is in his 40s. He starts by asking me why I want the license, so I tell him that I want to play at my friend's funeral, and he asks which instrument I want to play and I tell him that I'm going to play the clarinet. He asks a couple of other questions, and then tells me that I qualify for the license, and all I have to do is pay the licensing fee.

He takes my credit card and slots it into a machine, and then asks me to enter my pin, but the keypad is really strange. It has loads of buttons on it, including all of the letters of the alphabet, but is not laid out like a normal computer keyboard: the keys are not square and are arranged in a series of intersecting circles. The whole keypad is made out of brushed metal and is tricky to use.

I look at the keypad, and after a few seconds I find the part with the numbers. It's similar to the numerical pad on a standard keyboard, but all of the keys are arranged in two concentric circles. I hesitate for a few seconds while I try to remember my pin number.

"Come on, you've taken up enough of my time and are holding up the queue!" the man says to me angrily in a raised voice.

I get really angry at him and basically tell him that if he wants people to be able to enter their pin numbers quickly, he should get a standards keypad!

I eventually manage to enter my pin, and take my card and go outside where the others are waiting. I explain what happened inside, and how I found it surprisingly hard to enter my pin because I don't really know the number, but have memorised the positions of the keys on the pad.

A little while later, I bump into Atta who used to work with me at WorldPay. He moves me away from the rest of the group, and in a quite voice asks me if I can lend him 100 dollars to buy a new mattress. The then explains to me that he wouldn't be able to pay me back immediately, but would pay in instalments over the next few months.

The last thing I remember is thinking that he couldn't be doing to well now that he's started work as a contractor!

I dreamt that I'd been having some work done on the house, and the builders had just finished. I was at home, in the bedroom, and it was raining outside, when all of a sudden I noticed some drips coming from the ceiling.

I got a step ladder and removed a part of the ceiling to investigate, but by the time I'd done that the rain had stopped and the ceiling was no longer dripping. When I opened up the ceiling I found that the build had left some junk behind including a couple of his tools.

I could hear a sound like running water coming from underneath the floorboards in the middle of the room, so I lifted a couple of floorboards to see what was underneath. When I lifted the floorboards I found a pair of pliers and some other random tools there too.

We couldn't find the leak, and were debating spraying the roof with the hosepipe to see if we could get water to come through, but in the end we decided it probably wouldn't be enough water.

I dreamt that I was visiting Dad and Sue in Spain. The first part that I remember was arriving at a bar.

I don't particularly remember getting to the bar, but I'm pretty sure they picked me up from the airport and took me straight there. It also wasn't their regular bar, or even the kind of place that they would normally go to. It seemed more like a hotel with a bar area and several other seating areas too.

When we were sat at the table, someone came in that they knew and they asked us if we were going to something beginning with 'S' (I don't remember the name of it now). My dad was not impressed with the suggestion and ranted a little about why he wouldn't want to go there. I'm not sure what exactly it was but it sounded like some kind of bar.

After the people moved on and found a table, we started talking again. Dad was saying he didn't know what to do for dinner tonight, and Sue said that she didn't want to eat out. Dad said that he didn't have anything in to make dinner and it was a Sunday so everywhere would be closed where we could buy food, so eating out was our only option. Sue was insisting that she didn't want to go out but Dad was telling her that there really was no other option.

Once we'd finished our drinks we left. We walked through one of the other rooms in the bar and there was a round table with about 10 English people sitting around in. They seemed to recognise me and asked me if I was going to the place beginning with 'S' and I thought it sounded interesting. I asked Dad what it was and he told me it was the place we were talking about earlier and that it was awful, so I told them I wasn't going and we left.

When we were outside we had to walk for a while to get home. I was talking about the seaside for some reason so Dad led us on a bit of a detour so that we could go via the sea. We didn't actually go to the beach but it was nice to see the sea.

On the way back home I was moaning about Yu Lee. I was annoyed that we only had one car, and was saying it was annoying when I come here because it means that I don't have a car when I get here. Dad said "you can always borrow our car," and as he was replying I realised what I was saying actually made no sense at all: even if we had two cars I would still have to leave the second car at the airport and rent a car here so it wouldn't help at all!

We arrived at my dad's place, but this was an apartment building instead of the villa he lives in in real life. I'm not sure why, but for some reason I was wearing a suit.

We entered the apartment building and it had a really confusing layout with lots of corridors and staircases. We started to head up towards his apartment, through several corridors and up some staircases. The look and feel of the place where we were had slowly progressed from the usual Spanish rendered concrete apartment building to something a lot more luxurious and old-fashioned: the area we were in now had lots of woodwork, with dark wooden panels on the walls and staircases with traditional wooden banisters.

As I walked up a flight of stairs I came to a section that was really narrow. The whole area was made of wood and you had to kind of turn sideways and squeeze through a very narrow doorway. I couldn't quite fit, and I felt that my suit was too cumbersome to be able to move into the right position.

I looked round and Dad and Sue were waiting at the bottom of the stairway I'd just climbed, with a look on their faces that said "And that's why we never go that way!"

I walked back down to them and we went a different way. Then things got really weird.

Suddenly Sue was my aunt Mandy, and we were walking up another narrow staircase. My dad was behind me and Mandy (or Sue?) was behind him. All of a sudden she started trying to kiss him, and then she leaned right in and was really kissing him. She put her hand out to lean onto something and it landed on the back of my leg, so that she was kind of leaning on me. I found the whole situation pretty uncomfortable so I hurried up and continued up the stairs, but she was leaning on my leg harder than I'd realised so she fell over forwards and landed on my dad.

"Ow Steve, I was leaning on you!" she shrieked at me as I hurried onwards towards the apartment.

This is the last thing I remember before waking.