I went time-travelling with the Beatles
I just had the weirdest dream.
First, I was out with my brother and we were in a class to learn to fly fighter jets. We got suited up and went tandem flying, and at the end we could steer the plane. It was pretty trippy flying. Then, after we landed the planes, I went for a walk to settle my head and ran into the Beatles on a residential street. Apparently there was this huge time-travelling bubble about, and it picked the Beatles up from the 60's and dropped them here.
I thought that sounded pretty awesome, so I hung around and chatted with the Beatles, and soon enough the bubble reappeared and picked us all up and dropped us in this Victorian house somewhere in London. It was the room of this neurotic debutante who was freaking about her presentation, so me and the Beatles stayed hidden in her closet. Once she left, we got out of the closet and John and Paul started trying on hats, and Ringo started looking at the shiny jewellery. But me and George were like, "srsly guys, let's get the hell out of this house." So we snuck out through the servants' quarters, when the bubble picked us all up again and dumped us into a Chinese university campus in the future.
It was probably about ten to fifteen years from 2010 when we were in the Chinese university. Mostly, me and the Beatles were just running around looking at things, running down the stairs and trying to get outside (since we'd been dropped in a building). We did get outside eventually, and I ran into a guy who had these pamphlets in English, one of which was from Victorian England and one of which had my name of in. So I realised that these were going to be my writings and that this guy was a time-traveller too. He warned me that things were going to be getting screwy and then put me in a wheelchair.
Paul came and found me and wheeled me back to the others and I told them what I'd found, which they thought was pretty cool. It was suggested that we go back inside because John needed the toilet, so we went inside, and I was pondering how to use Chinese toilets since I was currently in a wheelchair when the screaming started. George burst into the ladies' toilets and announced that there were dinosaurs running around outside, and he went and hid us in a corner while all the Chinese people were stampeding around in a panic. A velociraptor ran through the room chasing foods, but missed us because we were in the corner. Magic corner, I guess. After the toilets emptied, George and I went looking for the others and found them in a rock garden out back, being still so the T-Rex wouldn't see them. Eventually the T-Rex went away, and I could get out of the wheelchair. So we ran back upstairs, away from the dinosaurs, and the bubble picked us up again and whisked us away somewhere else.
Then I woke up.
That was a pretty epically weird dream, I feel. But it was awesome.
Anyway, I'm back in MN! This makes me happy, because TX made me miserable. The weather is nice and I'm not living with my grandparents anymore and I got to see Becka, so the world is pretty good right now, aside from the fact that I have no job. But hopefully I will remedy that soon enough.
First, I was out with my brother and we were in a class to learn to fly fighter jets. We got suited up and went tandem flying, and at the end we could steer the plane. It was pretty trippy flying. Then, after we landed the planes, I went for a walk to settle my head and ran into the Beatles on a residential street. Apparently there was this huge time-travelling bubble about, and it picked the Beatles up from the 60's and dropped them here.
I thought that sounded pretty awesome, so I hung around and chatted with the Beatles, and soon enough the bubble reappeared and picked us all up and dropped us in this Victorian house somewhere in London. It was the room of this neurotic debutante who was freaking about her presentation, so me and the Beatles stayed hidden in her closet. Once she left, we got out of the closet and John and Paul started trying on hats, and Ringo started looking at the shiny jewellery. But me and George were like, "srsly guys, let's get the hell out of this house." So we snuck out through the servants' quarters, when the bubble picked us all up again and dumped us into a Chinese university campus in the future.
It was probably about ten to fifteen years from 2010 when we were in the Chinese university. Mostly, me and the Beatles were just running around looking at things, running down the stairs and trying to get outside (since we'd been dropped in a building). We did get outside eventually, and I ran into a guy who had these pamphlets in English, one of which was from Victorian England and one of which had my name of in. So I realised that these were going to be my writings and that this guy was a time-traveller too. He warned me that things were going to be getting screwy and then put me in a wheelchair.
Paul came and found me and wheeled me back to the others and I told them what I'd found, which they thought was pretty cool. It was suggested that we go back inside because John needed the toilet, so we went inside, and I was pondering how to use Chinese toilets since I was currently in a wheelchair when the screaming started. George burst into the ladies' toilets and announced that there were dinosaurs running around outside, and he went and hid us in a corner while all the Chinese people were stampeding around in a panic. A velociraptor ran through the room chasing foods, but missed us because we were in the corner. Magic corner, I guess. After the toilets emptied, George and I went looking for the others and found them in a rock garden out back, being still so the T-Rex wouldn't see them. Eventually the T-Rex went away, and I could get out of the wheelchair. So we ran back upstairs, away from the dinosaurs, and the bubble picked us up again and whisked us away somewhere else.
Then I woke up.
That was a pretty epically weird dream, I feel. But it was awesome.
Anyway, I'm back in MN! This makes me happy, because TX made me miserable. The weather is nice and I'm not living with my grandparents anymore and I got to see Becka, so the world is pretty good right now, aside from the fact that I have no job. But hopefully I will remedy that soon enough.