"Hey Mes Tarrant, I don't usually send out PMs but I thought it would amuse you to know that less than half an hour ago you were in one of my dreams... as a student's piano book! I may as well describe the whole thing.

- Or just skip to the bold part if you can't be bothered reading. The other half of me is writing the rest of this out to copy and paste into my DJ, and probably a myspace blog 'cause it was amusing.

Me and a bunch of people (I think I know all of these people too...) were in this building that sort of felt like a school - like this was an introductory course to music. Brown walls, brown carpet, dim light from the sun shining through curtained windows.

I was sitting at my own table with a musical keyboard in front of me and a lesson book. Everyone started trying to sight-read what they were given. I tried to play but the notes were really hard to see, and then I noticed that there was some epic chord that stretched across three clefs, so I prompty gave up, at least for a while.

I saw a friend from school, Shandy, go up to one of the teachers (who looked like a music teacher from my old school) and got a chocolate egg wrapped in tinfoil. The teacher told her "congratulations you've progressed to level two!"

I asked the teacher "how do you get to level two?"

The teacher told me "You have to be able to play one 30-second song from that book"

For some reason I got a chocolate egg anyway, which I started eating. The teacher sat next to me, so I offered her a piece. This guy I've never met but who I talk to frequently on msn, Jamie, was sitting next to her. He reached out and aggressively broke a large chunk of the egg off for himself.

Anyway, now I looked back at the book I was supposed to be learning songs from, which I had closed after giving up the first time. It had the title "Mes Tarrant" on it! I was excited because the name made it sound like something really prestigious too.

Sure, I've seen you around DV a bit, butI think that was a very freak occurance - I've never had a memeber show up in a dream until now. Congratulations! XD

The rest of my dream just involved me watching a friend, Mitchell, and his girlfriend, who both had facepaint on their faces and were acting retarded. All of a sudden I was like "I wanna be a new romantic now!" and then I woke up."