Paris Hilton and the dream
This entry is about a dream that I had not too long ago, that oddly enough changed my life forever. Before I had this dream, if you were to ask me what I thought about Paris Hilton, I would have told you that she's a spoiled brat and a stuck up bitch. That all changed though one fateful night in the blink of an eye. It was about two weeks ago when this happened, I remember it like it was yesterday........... I had just finished reading the "Saturday Evening Post" and sipping on my Earl Grey tea with lemon, when I decided it was best I get some shut eye, after all I did have a big day ahead of me. As I lay in my bed staring up through the window at the midnight sky, I could not help but think to myself that somehow, someway, things just were not going to stay the same forever. That night as I slept peacefully in my bed, a dream came to me, that was both vivid and filled with overwhelming emotion. I was instantly transported into a world without limits, where anything is possible. After passing the velvet rope, I slowly made my entrance into the chic downtown night club. The fibers of my shirt were clinging tightly to my bulging biceps, as my gucci shoes shined brighter than mid-day sun. I then made my way deeper into the club to the bar (in my dream the drinking age is 18). As I near the bar, I sense that the night will be anything but ordinary. When I take a seat at the bar, I am suddenly greeted by the bartender, who takes my drink order. I order a vodka tonic and settle in for an interesting night. As I scan the room for girls to talk to my eyes lock on to a stunning blond standing at the end of the bar sipping on a martini. I draw in a deep breath, take another shot of courage and then stand up to make my way to the end of the bar to join her. She grew more and more beautiful with each stride as I glided across the room to her. Just as I was about to reach her, I suddenly froze in fear. I realized who it was that I was about to talk to, and my stomach turned into a butterfly conservatory. The first thought that came to my mind was to get out of there as soon as I could, but I was to late she had turned around and was looking right at me. When our eyes first met we both stood for several moments, looking at one another, a warm inviting smile then spread across her face. The sight of the smile on her face made me come to and realize that I could do this, I could actually talk to her. So from there I made my way up to her and introduced myself, we hit it off immediately . We both sat at the bar and talked for what seemed like an eternity, but in reality was only about an hour. After our first encounter, we were inseparable, it was Paris and I against the world! We were happy together and having a hell of time partying and spending time together. I was truly happy and I felt great.....then..........BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP!!!!! I woke up.......... I was pissed off when I woke up, one minute I'm partying in the VIP room at the hottest night club in Milan with Paris hilton, and then the next I'm going to communications class...... This dream has changed my views on Paris Hilton greatly, she's hot, she's fun, and she's rich! If I could party with one person for one night, it would be her............Paris Hilton is my girl........