In the computer classroom, doing an exam from databases. I'm logged on my ICQ account, talking to my good friend from Slovakia. He is still writing me something and I am slowly realizing my time is running out, and all I keep doing is being desperate, not even trying to work on the task and writing him "Man I am SO going to fail this exam. I don't get it. I can't do it." and stuff like that.
Second dream was set on the Wall. I was talking to some guy and he said that Jon Snow is going to die soon and noone can save him.