Thursday, 25 June 2009

Twilight Dream

Hey Twilighters,

Guess what? After about 2 months I finally had another twilight-related dream. On Saturday night, when we came back from the camping trip, it happened.
Okay, so here's how it went.
I forget everything before the dream, but my mom, dad, brother and I went to see "Dames At Sea," the musical our school was performing. Only, instead of being in our regular school auditorium, we were in a movie theater with a stage at the bottom, and it was dark-- almost like Regal Cinemas. So we sat in the middle of the auditorium, about 10 rows from the front and 10 rows from the back. Robert Pattinson and two bodyguards sat in the last row in the lasts seats in the far right. I couldn't see his face from where I sat, but I could see his hair...
The play was bright and happy, and the girls wore fluffy pink-and-blue dresses; the boys wore sailor outfits. My mom shouted something to Robert about the play, but I forget what she said. I told her not to do that, because we civilized twilighters should leave a good first impression on him, just like Lauren on Lauren's Bite advises us to.
I forget EVERYTHING after that.

But there was more to my dream! Don't exit out yet!

I also forgot the transition between the two different settings, but I remember having dinner with about ten people. There were seven twilighters, including me, sitting on one side of a white picnic table in the school cafeteria. Led Zeppelin (don't ask!), Robert Pattinson and his bodyguard sat at the other end of the table. It took a tremendous amount of effort to not start screaming, or stare at him for a long enough time to make him feel extremely uncomfortable, or ask for an autograph and a picture, but I made it. And by seeing the other six twilighter's lips pressed together firmly and their eyes locked on their Subway sandwiches I guess that they were also tempted.
The meal was fairly silent and long, and after Led and Robert (and his bodyguard) left, I felt extremely disappointed and guilty that I didn't get an autograph. I'm pretty sure that's it.

Weird, as usual, but it was very realistic.

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