shouting

It's been so long but last night's dream was so vivid. There was my roommate Ashley sulking and asking me if I had any cigarettes. There was my father on the phone, starting to get angry and cursing at me. "I haven't heard from you in how long? You only call when you want something. Rah rah rah!" There was the German guy I met at dinner last night, shouting something about German language to me over all the noise. There were other vivid scenes too. I hate those really real dreams. They sometimes leave me uneasy.