My misinterpretation of real life

I had my first dream about my car last night. It wasn't the good kind. I was constantly adding power steering fluid, break fluid and performing all other sorts of maintenance on my car (1995 Isuzu trooper). I am sure this is due to the fact that my starter in the vehicle is dying. Luckily it is a manual so at the very worst I can push start it. My parents were (in the dream) willing to chip in $100 and $200 respectively for a new car which means I have to rely on my own money. Something I already know.

I have been working making money for the past three months. Its not easy work, well nothing is when you work 300 hours a month, but it does pay well and I have enough money for a down payment to buy a newer car or pay Kettering. That brings us to the horrible waste of my life my thesis. It isn't going well I haven't been able to find time to work on it for the past 3 months due to the aforementioned gigantic amounts of work. But at least I have money to do things.

I want to turn my thesis in before November 15 but we will see if that happens