Nov 25, 2005 10:14
Okay so its wierd that every day this week I've had a wierd dream... so here's last night's!!.....
If it doesn't bother you.
AND.... IT'S A TRILOOOOGGGYY! It had three parts.
PART I
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So... it was Chaos Refined... and we were at a Battle of the Bands. Except.. one thing we had overlooked: that we were on in five minutes and didn't have a song. So, very stressed out I was, and I tried to throw something together in five minutes... but i couldn't. So as we walked up on stage I yelled at Allison: "Just go F to G, F to G!!!" And of course, that doesn't make any sense, but she nodded her head in understanding and did this really cool thing on the guitar that sounded half like a riff and half like an elephant. But, strangely indeed, we didn't play. Randy approached us on the stage. As it turns out, he was the "leader" of the Battle of the Bands. It seemed as if we weren't going to play right then. We would play in another five minutes. So I'm frantically trying to come up with something. And then I get freaked out..... "F to G, F to G" has no words!!!!! (It's not supposed to make any sense. I don't even get it.) And so we go up again and Randy says: "well, sorry to say this again, but you're not going to play now. You'll play tomorrow." So I went home and thought over soooooooo hard, and wrote a song. And I was in my house, and I opened up my hand and there was a CD. And in my mind I knew it was the CD with the song I had written on it. But of course, it was a dream, and the fact that I looked in my hand to find a totally recorded/mastered CD with my song on it after I had just written the lyrics was crazy. So, I played it for my sis and bro and they loved it. Then, I guess we played at the Battle of the Bands, but I don't remember.
PART II
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Well, at the Battle of the Bands, Randy came up to me and said: "Hey, Allison has a BOYfriend!" and i freaked out. Suddenly I was at school except it was my elementary school's lunchroom. And I walked up to my lunchtable, and I sat down and saw Allison, and she was like wearing this wierd hairdo with a ponytail ON TOP of her head. Wierd. Even wierder: She was wearing a punk outfit: spikes, pink, and black. That was it. Black clothes, pink clothes, spikes everywhere. So she's like: "whaddup?" and i sit down with my lunchtray (which i never buy school tray lunch) and she points to this african american guy with a 'fro next to her and she says: "this is my boyfriend, Rob." so we shake hands and he gives me an evil look like he hates me. argh. I get up to get some condiments, (ketchup and mustard and stuff) and take my tray with me. Well, while I'm gone, about 20 people rush to Allison and Rob's table, and take my spot and all the other ones. And I'm feeling all left out. Ouch. So I end up sitting next to Stephen Chin, Eric's brother, whom in real life I'm not great friends with, and we have a conversation but inside I'm angry because I feel left out. And I'm having a pity party. POooooOooOOoOOOOOooor me. So then lunch is over and we're walking back to class and I'm walking with Stephen and I say: "I HATE ROBERT" and he's all like: "I feel you."
PART III
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Suddenly I'm a baby. And I'm being babysat by this evil guy, and we live in a dollhouse. So anyway I start crawling everywhere and crawl up some stairs to the attic, and the guy comes rushing after me and says: "Don't go up there, or I'll have to put you in... the TRAILER!" and I get REALLLY scared. and he goes over to a wall in the attic and pulls a white sheet off of a wardrobe, EXACTLY like in the preview for the Lion the Witch and the Wardrobe. And lightning strikes. Then SUDDENLY I'm babysitting this little baby and I'm carrying it down the street. And it's raining, and it's cold. And I say to the baby: "We're going to the ice cream shop!" and the baby says: (i know... this baby talks) "I don't think we should do that!" and the baby gives me a grin and then I wake up.
Hope you enjoyed my drrrrreeeeaaaaammmmmm!
I guess Zach, this is your cue for.... "Allison dating an afro-sporting Robert, Riley?" or... "A wardrobe, Riley?" Or somethin' like dat.
And Taylor, I guess this is your cue for... "Riley, let's analyze this!"
And Molly, something like: "What happened to singing in the band?"
Ah, funny people. Funny people.
Allison, whathca think? Was my mind good in generating a partner for you? HA JK.
Wanting to be more than a kid who is percieved as being mental (jk), :0]
zoobazoobazooooo
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