I had a dream last night that my sister had an extra ticket to go to Paris, but it was in her name, so I had to pretend to be her. I got a "copy" of her ID and we went to the airport and fooled ALL of the security which were weirdly intense & hard core, like it was the FBI. Like we would have been shot if we'd gotten caught. But we weren't, and we made it and i was like, oh man my french is super rusty. We get there and the next morning are awakened by some people at the door. I go to the door which is the cage to our door in our apartment here, and I try to mumble something in French and they laugh at me and tell me it's alright. My sister and I are apparently supposed to put on some kind of concert, and we're the main event. The dream changes to that scene and I am wearing this black concert dress that's two pieces and a little snug for me. No matter. I sit at my piano and my sister sits at hers, opposite from me. She plays a piece for the crowd and then it's my turn. My job is to play a song without music to look at. I'm stumped. I can't think of ANYTHING to play. The crowd is urging me and I desperately look to my sister for help. She starts playing a tune which is the theme song to Jurassic Park, and she is singing words to it. Strangely, I don't recognize it (probably because of the words). I look at her, alarmed and confused. Finally i just start playing a note over and over again until something comes to me, which it does, and I bust into Send In the Clowns. The crowd, which resembles the room in which the senate gathers in the new Star Wars movies, ERUPTS. Apparently the French LOVE Send In the Clowns. And I continue to play, hoping I remember how it goes, and I'm not sure I do but i play something anyway and they just get louder and louder and when I finish, dramatically, I am like a hero to these people and the screams and cheers are deafening and I am the absolute happiest I have ever been.
Also, I'm pretty sure I also dreamed I made out with Aragorn.
It is going to be a good year.
I'm glad that Jen in 2010 is as awesome as that old Jen.
I dreamed last night that I was rollerblading in Paris. Someday...
I kept trying to get you to practice your French. If you had listened, you would've been ready. ;0)
That was definitely a very awesome dream!
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