It's really a shame that I can't remember all of my dreams, but I've remembered a good amount. I'm sure that I have WAY more Beatley dreams than I remember...especially since I can't remember one dream about Ringo OR John! However, I can remember lots of dreams about Paul [only one that wasn't a nightmare, though] and one about George. I'm going to share my best P&G dreams with you all:
September 2008
It wasn't the last dream of the night/morning, so details are a bit fuzzy. Basically, I showed up one day to one of my art classes and SIR PAUL McCARTNEY walks into my classroom as my SUBSTITUTE PROFESSOR! It was the most amazing thing ever, obviously! I did NOT freak out. I did NOT let on. I decided quickly in my mind that I HAD to figure out a way to control myself and stay calm because my goal was for Paul to like me! If he liked me, not only would that be GREAT, but also he might spend more time with me rather than being afraid to come around me!
I'm not sure if I knew it right off, or if I was pleasantly surprised every day, but he was our substitute for three days straight. I always showed up very early for class and stayed very late after class. I was always discussing art with him, asking questions related to art, and cracking a lot of jokes that made his precious angel face light up with a smile. It was fantastic. I did an incredible job of treating him like a normal person, but obviously spent as much time as I could either staring attentively at him during class and/or interacting with him as much as possible outside of class.
I remember only one thing he said when teaching us. He was trying to discuss a certain art piece and paused, "...well, let's talk about something I'm familiar with! The lettering on Sgt. Pepper..." [He never actually mentioned that he was a Beatle or anything, though. I guess he wanted to sort of keep it a secret, or else just not attract attention to it.] At the end of the last day, I spoke with him after class [as usual] and told him I was very sorry we'd not see him again. I told him he was a great professor for us and we were lucky to have him, how much fun he was, etc. He giggled at me and said, "Sweetie...it was nice of you to try, but you're not a very good actress! You've not once mentioned the Beatles to me or freaked out around me, but...well, you stare at me and drool all over the entire time I'm around and you always walk in here with your Beatles purses, your Beatles buttons, your Beatles pictures pasted all over your stuff, and your Beatles shirts! You even come in with your earphones blaring Beatles music! You're lovely for trying...thank you!"
I melted and that's all I remember.
April 2008
It started off a bit weird. It was about 5:15 in the morning when a friend of mine "Spoonette" came to the door, was beating on the door, and was screaming for my mother and I to let her in so we could all visit. This was the second time she had done this, and we felt bad for ignoring her both times now, but it was the first time in months we didn't have to get up before the sun on a Monday...so we tried to sleep through it. We finally got up when we heard her throw a rock through one of our windows and drove off furious. (This was really weird because that is NOT how it would have realistically gone down, HAHAHA!)
Next thing I know, my mom and I are in our driveway. We had a few family members pull up in a blue car, and so we went to greet them. It was my birthday! Then, I noticed a white car was in front of their car, and I wondered to myself how another car could have been in front of this blue one. We saw my family pull up, and there was no one before them!
I stare at the white car while the driver gets out of the car. I did not know who he was. Then, he opens the backseat door. A guy who looked SO much like Dhani climbs out. Next, a woman who looks just like Olivia climbs out. I found this to be really weird. Then...George stepped out! OH MY GOODNESS! I fell to the ground, crying and screaming "NO!" I was shaking and terrified of the shocking situation. I was so overwhelmed, I was not even excited! BEST BIRTHDAY GIFT EVER...
I don't remember seeing Olivia after this. She went off to chat with my family members, I believe. Dhani came straight to me and gave me the biggest hug. He wished me a happy birthday, and I whispered to him that I really love him for him. I wanted him to know this, rather than think I only am fond of him because of who his father is. Dhani is REALLY awesome all on his own, and he was pleased to hear it!
Then, George came over to me. He wished me a happy birthday too! He was so sweet, charming, and social! I remember my mom coming over to me and whispering, "We have to go inside and tidy up immediately as best we can. We're having a party tonight and the Harrisons are coming back for it!" AAH! AMAZING! So...George asked me if I wanted to walk him to his car parked on the street a few doors down.
He sighed and told me how much he loves meeting fans. He loves how happy it makes them, and how great they are, but that we apple scruffs typically come in herds and that makes it impossible for him to enjoy meeting them. He was enjoying my company as much as I was enjoying his! He told me I was lovely and that he couldn't wait to come back that night for the party.
I was walking back to my driveway when I passed up Dhani in the middle of the road. I shouted at him "SEPARATELY!" as loud as I could. Afterwards, I realized I had made NOOOOO sense at all, whatsoever, and had just made a complete buffoon of myself. I cried to my mother about what I had just done, and she told me I obviously needed to start getting more sleep.
...and then I woke up.
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