I dreamt that I failed GP!!!! I failed the essay and the compre (to the extent that there was a compre in the GP paper – Matthew’s Dreams have no respect for t3h f4ctx). My dreams are a part of me I like to shelve aside and dissociate from the rest of my sparkly personality; they’re amongst the most mundane shit ever! People dream about Jesus and Heaven and/or cool Matrix-esque alternate dimensions. Me? I get the “warped twist on insecure and constantly fretful subconscious”, which usually involves me failing things, saying stupid things to people who matter or appearing in public in diminishing degrees of clothing (and that’s obviously only counting the ones that’re safe for publication). It’s not even funny – I’m plagued even in the only 5-8 hours of relative tranquility I get to myself BEFORE I have to wake up and promptly start failing things, saying stupid things to people that matter, or appearing in… okay not that one.
On the other hand I’m very eager to find out how badly I did for Econs. pls subconscious tell me moar!