I’m Psychic … and I’m FREE!

I have been having some really weird and horrible dreams lately. A few different nights I had dreams about my family, that I was home again and all kinds of weirdness was going on. I can only remember two of them vividly though.

Friday night I had a dream that me and my parents were driving to my nana’s house for sunday dinner when I asked her “So has Kathy said anything to you about her morning sickness?” and mom replied “Oh! Yeah I forgot to tell you… she told me last night that she is pregnant”. Then in my dream I had a tantrum about how every woman on earth is getting pregnant but not me. hahaha

Saturday morning my mother phoned me to tell me Kathy is pregnant. Holy shit! I’m psychic! I was sort of bummed at first, as I am anytime a friend or family member gets pregnant.. Not because I don’t want them to have that happiness, just because it’s frustrating that we are trying so hard and not getting there. I’m happy for her though, she’s eight years older than me and newly married so she was feeling the rush of trying to have a child before she turned 40. I’m going to be an aunt again… and every time I hear the word aunt I think about Monica from Friends when she says “Hi! I’m your aunt Monica! I …. I…. I will always have gum!”

Tonight we are going to see Cirque du Soliel, which was our anniversary present to each other. I’m so excited! Hopefully I’ll be able to get a few pics.

Now, saving the best news for last…. I’m free! I’m freeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

I finally bucked up and called my teacher to get the results of the exams I did a few weeks ago. I was going to go there and get them personally but I realized that I hadn’t renewed my tram card. So much for fucked with a capital F, because I got 99% – 100% on them all. Not bad for someone who never attends class and never does any work, good grief!

I made up some bullshit excuse for why I won’t be there this week (We verbouwen! – We are renovating!) and said I wouldn’t be there next week either because I’ll be at a client’s in Den Hague all week, that part is true. That’s when I got the surprise. The classes are over in two weeks! All she said was to make sure I go there some time this week to sign up for classes starting in September. I guess they don’t give you shit if you do well on the tests… awesome! So now I’m free until I go back in September, then in October I’ll do my test and that will be the end of it. Yay!

*Edits in an hour later*
I forgot to tell about my Saturday night dream..
I was in a bedroom with my mother and my nana. We were discussing something serious but I’m not sure what. It seemed like a really special moment and was so real.. like I’d gone back in time or something. I was laying on my belly on the bed, nana was sitting at the head of the bed leaning against the wall and my mother was sitting on the end of the bed. I turned and looked at my nana, who looked the way I remember her looking before I got sick. So healthy and full of life… and I said to her, “So what does it feel like to be dead?”. I don’t remember what she answered but I know I woke up not long after that and felt weird all day.