In Dreams.

(Which is also the title of this great movie starring Annette Bening and Robert Downey, Jr. Coincidence? OF COURSE NOT!)

When I get really nervous about something, I dream about them days beforehand. I know. Freak alert. But true.
Instances:

1) Form 3 government exam results was released: Day before, I dreamt that I got 6A's. And I thought, "That's not too bad. At least it's not 2A's. And most definitely, 6 is bigger than 2. So that's really, really good, considering I only got 2A's for my Standard 6 government exam." Turns out I got 7. Which is also good, if not even better, since 7 is not only bigger than 2, but also bigger than 6. Yay me.

2) Form 5 government exam results: This is REALLY something to be nervous about, since it determines whether you're able to go to college or Form 6, and you'd have to pass Malay to do so. Otherwise, no matter how many A's you have, once you get an F for Malay, it's an automatic failure for the entire exam. Which means retaking the whole thing. Oh hooey. Anyway, not only did I dream about the whole thing, but I dreamt about the entire thing twice! With two very different situations!
Situations:
i) 9A's. Few days before.
ii) 6A's. And this was the day before the results were out. In fact, I dreamt about my classmates' results as well. Mei Lin got 13A's (I'm not sure what she actually got), Mei Chen got 11 (I don't know why, she only took 10 subjects), and the rest of us were moping about because we didn't do so well. And Keng Yee was whining about her 8A's, and I was like, 'Stop complaining, at least you got 8!' (Surprisingly, she DID get 8 in real life. I think. Oh dear...)

So far, whatever I'm nervous about, I have dreams about. It's weird though, the past few times. I'm nervous about my results, REALLY nervous, since they all cost a lot of money (the government ones are free; it's just embarassing when you flunk them), but I haven't had the dreams. But recently, I've had dreams because I was REALLY, REALLY nervous about my exam results that came out yesterday (which, very luckily, I passed). Just not the ones that are exams results-related.

Dream 1, two days before: Stuart Townsend's back as Lestat, and as usual, I'm gushing over how gorgeous he looks (I mean, critics may've liked Tom Cruise in Interview With The Vampire, but I say Stuart Townsend IS Lestat. Probably because he looks SO MUCH BETTER in the white make-up. AND they didn't die his hair pure blonde. Which they should've, like the book, but thank goodness they didn't. And that feline grace and whatnot all came into play as well). The whole movie (or show, I'unno) is about Lestat going around and seducing all the women on the island. I don't remember seeing any blood-drinking, but I do remember wondering which book the movie was based on ("not Memnoch, not Body Thief, not..." etc.). And I saw Keira Knightley and a bunch of other familiar faces in there, and I was like, "Not bad for a direct-to-TV/DVD movie!" Stuart Townsend's a really random choice. I haven't seen Queen Of The Damned in ages. But I did see him in Aeon Flux. And Trapped. Okay, maybe not so random at all.

Dreams 2, day before or something: I have absolutely no idea why, but Stephenie, Pamela and I were in this bookstore, and we were looking for books, and alluva sudden, the cast of Heroes walks in! (Honestly, I can't believe that I'm actually THAT crazy about the show). I see Sendhil Ramamurthy, Zachary Quinto, Kristen Bell, and some others that I can't remember (their faces, not their names). And I was like, "Ohmigosh, that's HEROES!!" I kept freaking out, and my friends couldn't care a hoot (they were like, "Ohhhh....", then went back to whatever they were doing) because they don't watch the show (not that they don't WANT to, the show just doesn't air on free TV. Really surprising though, since 8TV gets all the really good shows first), so they don't know the significance of the entire thing. Sheesh.

So that's that. Yesterday night I dreamt that I was brushing my teeth. And then I spit. And the action itself felt so real that I woke up and felt my front, and I was like, "Whew! No spit."

Then I felt that my sleeve was wet and I was like, "Ewwww..."