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gniknuS posted at 4:53am on the 10 April 2011

There was definitely a Back to the Future feel to the dream…what was that movie Paul made in the 80’s or 90’s? I’ve never seen it but I suppose I’ve always thought it would be something like that, so maybe that was my dream interpretation of a cheesy 80’s movie with Paul, George and telescreen Ringo.

GniknuS posted at 5:00am on the 10 April 2011

Yes, that’s the one. I’ve never seen it but if I had to guess, I’d say my mind made a shot for shot duplicate. 

JojosCoolCherryCream posted at 8:32am on the 13 April 2011

OMG!!! I NEED MEXICAN FOOD!!!! NOW!!!! BEFORE I GO TO SLEEP!!!! But I’ve had PLENTY of Beatley dreams. One of them, was I was, uhh…Oh right! the Cavern! Then Paul came up to me and knocked me out by pinching my shoulder (You know? Kind of like what they do in the movies?) and I woke up in their house, then that part was fuzzy, until I was HARDCORE making out with Ringo, Y’know cause he’s me favourite and all…then, fuzzy, then My friend came in a Yellow Submarine and started HARDCORE making out with John, and then my OTHER friend came and sat by George, and y’know what happened (HARDCORE making out)…Since Paul wasn’t with anyone, he got all mad and stomped out of the house. Then Paul came back with a girl, and THEY started making out then everyone but Ringo and I stopped…Then it ended

 RINGO!!! WHY DO YOU HAVE TO BE SOOOOOO HOT AND SEXY!?!?!?!? No don’t smile!!! Yes, gasp, that is right, you must gasp at this fact!!!

The Walrus posted at 6:11pm on the 16 April 2011

MotherNaturesDaughter said:

 And he nodded back to me and left. Then my dream ended and I woke up for the first day of school since Spring Break.

You have your Easter holidays before Easter? 

Blue Nicey posted at 8:09pm on the 16 April 2011

mr. Sun king coming together said:

American schools have 1 week off in March, prior to Easter.

I think it depends on the county, at least in my neck of the woods.

JojosCoolCherryCream posted at 5:12am on the 30 April 2011

MotherNaturesDaughter said:

Well some have them in March and some in April, but yes we get a week off in the spring. It’s really quite nice especially since most other places in the world don’t get that. But we also get Good Friday off which is Friday.

 

Now bot, I am very jealous of your dream Jojo. I never get any good dreams, most of them are just plain weird and involve a lot of like fighting and some big story line that I can hardly ever remember. Lots of action though, most seem like a movie.

I hope you’ll have a good dream tonight!!

JojosCoolCherryCream posted at 5:15am on the 30 April 2011

Sorry about the triple post but i had this weird dream two nights ago:

Paul ran up to me and shielded me from the crazy, drunk, strippers that were crowding the streets. “I got you luv, I got you” He kept muttering, he wasn’t my boyfriend or anything, just a good friend that I hung out with a lot. Paul and I got into his car after tearing our way through the crowd of strippers. “Okay, Paul, we need to get to your house, and fast.” I said. Paul said nothing, just drove, when an old lady came into the road and Paul swerved, hitting a pole. I tried to drag Paul out of the car on my escape jump out, but he was stuck, I was pulling so hard that I broke my wrist and the strength in my hand was fading. I had to let go, but I couldn’t. After forcing myself to let go I ran from the car and watched as it burst into flame with Paul in it (Don’t Pass Me By starts playing in the background). Just then John jumped down from a building and pointed at the old lady who had made Paul crash. (The words ‘Paul is a dead man, miss him, miss him, miss him’ repeat themselves in the background) “YOU! YOU!” He was yelling, when the Old lady shot him, and took off her costume, revealing herself as none other than Mark David Chapman. Yoko came running towards him with a rolling pin, “Why’d you kill my Johnny? He changed my diapers y’know!” She was yelling, or should I say, screeching at him. Ringo came with a gun, shot Yoko and Mark, then picked me up and brought me to safety in his house.

then I had this one last night, they’re connected somehow, I know it!:

The light was hurting, I couldn’t see, all I saw was people in robes. When I could finally see, I saw John, my friend, I tried to run to him and eventually got up with him, he randomly said to me “I’ll come back to get my revenge” Then it all faded into drops of water smearing down a wall that wasn’t there.(Revolution 9 plays in the background for a couple seconds) After everything was back normally again I shot up into an upright position, “whew, just a dream” I mutter to myself. But wait, where was Ringo, he was laying right next to me when we went to sleep! “Ringo!” I called out, “Ringo!” No answer. I sped into the living room, then I slowly walked into the kitchen fearing what I might see. At first I saw a shattered glass on the ground, with a puddle of water around it, then I walked a little more, I saw…Ringo laying on the ground, with a knife stuck in his chest, blood pouring onto the floor. But wait, there was a note on the knife, I quickly took the note but I couldn’t read it due to the tears filling my eyes. I called George and asked him to come over. He came and read the note to me, “To-Whoever Ringo’s lover is, This is for Ringo ruining my career, signed-PB” He read aloud. “Who in the name of Billy Shears is PB?” I asked George, the tears starting to go away. “I recognize those initials…PETE BEST!!! THOSE ARE PETE BEST’S INITIALS!! OUR FORMER DRUMMER UNTIL RINGO REPLACED HIM!!!” George yelled, I looked out the window, still in pain from Ringo’s death, and saw a shadowy figure with a Teddy Boy haircut and Leather, black clothes. “There he is!” I said and pointed out the balcony window, then I ran at Pete, slamming open the glass balcony door, and looking Pete straight in the eye, he was holding a revolver (the gun, not the album). George ran up and stood next to me. Pete shot George, and George fell off the balcony into the water (Ringo and I lived by a beach). Pete came up to me, only inches away from my face. “I love you, and I can’t believe you left me for that son of a (bad word inserted here), Ringo.” (This Boy plays in the background) He was telling me. “You must be freaking insane to think anyone would take YOU over Ringo!” I shot back at him. He grabbed my waist and kissed me. While he was distracted in kissing me, I slipped the Revolverout of his hand and shot him.