The Dreams of Hannah

I dreamed I went to see DRS and was like in the second row. (Actually a bunch of people from some of my classes were there too but they ignored me most of the time.) During "Give Them What They Want" Norbert came and sat in an empty seat at the end of my row. He was wearing this really weird purple suit, and was just chatting with people throughout the song (nothing much was really going on during it anyway). One of the guys sitting next to me turned to me and was like, "What DO you see in that guy?" So I began staunchly defending him, and then he went and climbed up onto the stage and started singing "Love Is My Legs". Just a little bit out of order there.

The old lady on the other side of me suddenly turned to me and began chatting nonstop and I kept trying to get her to STOP, but she was just going on and on about, like, her nephew or something. Norbert kept glaring at her throughout the song and then glaring at me and I was trying to indicate I was trying to stop her.

There was also a part where he took me to the DRS gift shop. It was full of books and CDs that were not related to DRS, so I had a ton of fun browsing. I was also wearing POTO Christine's going-to-visit-her-father cloak for some reason. And then Norbert randomly danced with me and then went back onstage, but I stayed in the gift shop and then was very sad because I realized I'd missed him singing "Great Big Stuff".

John Lithgow was still in the show, too, I remember that...and at one point he decided to jump from the sidewalk outside the theater up to like, the thirtieth floor. He made it, too.

And then there was also a part where I was watching a live feed of the show since I had missed most of it, due to being in the gift shop.

Labels: dirty rotten scoundrels, john lithgow, norbert, phantom of the opera

I dreamed there was this huge lock-in at the church. B'qi and her sister Sarah were both there, but I kinda left Sarah on her own. It was the most boring thing in the entire world. They had set up rows and rows of computers in the gym and just had people play on those. In Paula's office there were more computers and Lauren S. was teaching people how to do weird stuff on them. At one point B'qi and I went into a room with the computers and I tried so hard to find one that was free but for some reason B'qi and I couldn't get a computer next to each other. These Indian dudes kept taking the computers right next to B'qi.

At one point Sarah came up to me and asked how long she had to stay there. I told her I thought it ended at 12, but then noticed to my dismay that it was only 9:00 instead of 11:45 like I thought. B'qi and I walked off to see if Mom, who was there with us, drove on her own or rode in the church van, cuz if she drove on her own we could get a ride back earlier. While we were trying to find her, however, all we found were these people playing a video game and this very distressing image of a mother carrying around her daughter who had no legs. She didn't even have real prosthetic legs, just these weird metal things. This woman sat down next to my mother and said something about Elphaba.

There was another link to Elphaba, too. I had been playing "Wicked" on the youth group's jukebox but Sarah J. just gave me this weird look and switched it to something else and then I felt horribly bad for playing non-Christian stuff at a Christian retreat.

There was also a part where B'qi and I wandered out behind the church and I was discussing some lyrics I'd just discovered in POTO and how stupid they were. It was a reprise of "Angel of Music" sung between Christine and Meg at the very end, and one of Meg's lyrics was something like, "Christine, you're talking in riddles, now come look at the loons" which is indeed a pretty stupid lyric.

And there were these guys who were trying to start a gang or something and get everybody fighting, so they were prank calling some guys to try to get them to come over and attack their houses, except it wasn't really a prank call, they just called them up and insulted them. The telephones they used looked like old video arcade games. The guys they were insulted kept yelling, "YOU WERE THE ONE WHO LET OUR PIGS OUT!" and once when they said it, a bunch of pigs came jumping out of the arcade games into the gym and started running around. Weird.

Later on in the evening, I was standing around listening to the music (which was still "Wicked", actually), and Canaan came up and asked me if I wanted to dance. I'm thinking, "Erm, it's a youth group retreat. It's probably against the youth group rules." So I said, "I'm not allowed to, and I don't know how," and then laughed because apparently that was a line from a movie. Canaan said, "Oh, it's okay, no one'll notice, and I'll teach you." So he took out this PAMPHLET of how to do all these different ballroom dances and started going over it with me in detail, except he wasn't content to stick with one dance, oh, no, he was like, "Okay, we'll do one step of the waltz, then we'll do one step of the tango, then the polka, and then the fiddle-dee-dee," and I was just getting very confused, as I had no idea what was going on. I kept thinking, "Can't I just learn one dance and then practice that one for a while?"

Labels: b'qi, canaan, lauren s, mom, phantom of the opera, sarah j, sarah m, wicked

I had a very, very long dream... Let me see what I can remember of it.

I dreamed I went to see ApologetiX in concert again. And we got there like an hour early. (Instead of half an hour late like usual.) And J. was telling people that he would need volunteers during the show to dress up in Bible costumes. So me and all my siblings volunteered. (Heh, that oughta give 'em enough.) So J. and Karl took us into this back room and were explaining to us what we needed to do. There was a huge pile of Bible costumes in this other room and at some point during the show we were supposed to go back, put them on, and come out and dance on stage. Except Karl ends this informative lecture by saying cryptically, "Meet us in 25 at 9:10." I try to ask him to explain it and he just rolls his eyes and says something like, "You're not very bright, are you?"

However, I somehow figure it out what's going on, and at the very beginning of the show J. points to us and we all go back and change. Except (and this was weird) for a few seconds I didn't see the dream from my point of view, but from my dad's. He was waiting for us to come out of the room, looking for me for some reason. When I came out I was dressed in a red robe and fake beard. (LOL.)

So we all go up on stage. Oh, yeah, and the song we're dressing up in Biblical garb for? "Good News Boogie." Er, yeah. Nothing to do with a Bible story. It's about the BIBLE, but doesn't exactly fit with a lot of people in robes jumping around on the stage. Well, if I could even GET up on the stage. I kept falling off of it and the guys from the band keep laughing and pulling me back on. Oh, yeah, and J. was lip-synching. *gasp*

Then suddenly I'm watching a trailer for this crazy comic heist movie where twin guys are supposed to be assassinated by these twin girls who in turn are on the run from these killer twin guys, who are running from even MORE killer twin girls. I remember that the sets of twin girls were played by Mary-Kate and Ashley, and Hilary Duff and Hilary Duff. The guys were played by Nathan's friend Lance (he played both twins in one set) and then some other dude I don't remember.

There was a scene where they were all chasing each other in a mall, up and down these huge escalators, except some of them would go REALLY REALLY REALLY fast and you'd just have to like hold on for dear life or you'd get thrown off and go flying across the mall.

There was also a portion of the dream where like the entire drama team and my family were going to visit the Sandons in IN. Leonie came with us but then she found out that her family (HER family, the ones from Germany) were there and she was like, "Could you just hang me with them?" That was when I noticed that she had that odd habit of saying "hang me" instead of "drop me off", and I was trying to figure out why she said that.

I also remember a scene where my family was driving (I think on the trip to IN) and we drove past a theater which was playing Phantom of the Opera - the play - and I tried to beg Mom and Dad to let me go see it, but they wouldn't. How mean.

Labels: apologetix, dad, hilary duff, lance m, leonie, mom, olsen twins, phantom of the opera

I dreamed Sarah L. came to visit me. We were meeting at this karaoke place except it wasn't much of a karaoke place, seeing as how it didn't have any place where the actual lyrics could show up. People just stood up on this stage and sang. So I had picked out a song (I believe it was "How Lucky Can You Get?") and had karaoke-d it for Sarah so she could sing it when she got here. However, when she got here, she just got up on stage and forgot the words and then she started crying and got ticked at me for setting her up for humiliation like that.

So we decided to go home and watch movies. We watched half of The Phantom of the Opera and then Dad took it back to the video rental store even though it wasn't due yet. Then he came back with the movies he'd rented but all he'd rented were documentaries on Abraham Lincoln. Which didn't interest us too much.

So we went to this used book-and-movie store which had a quite awesome stock but the stuff wasn't at all cheap. But we were browsing and Sarah kept getting mad at me (this visit wasn't going too well) and kept leaving jewelry and stuff all over the store. She explained that this is what normal people did when they got mad. So I left a jug of milk over by the Dr. Seuss books and she started yelling at me.

At one point I also went down in the basement where there were even MORE books and started looking through them. There was a foreign language section so I went to go see if I could find any in Spanish... they had "English", "Francais", and then "Panales" (with a ~ over the N) which, in real life, means "diapers" in Spanish.

Labels: abraham lincoln, dr. seuss, funny girl, phantom of the opera, sarah l

I dreamed we went to visit Libby and Stephen. Hannah A. was with us as well. And EVERYONE was a phan. Libby's mom brought out this paper that said "MUSICAL THEATER" at the top and then had in big letters, "Who shot Abraham Lincoln?" so I said, "Er... John Wilkes Booth?" and she said, "Wrong! Firmin!" and brought out this Phantom of the Opera figurine that was Firmin and someone who looked like Christine so I said, "Oh, Firmin and Christine!" and Hannah said, "Actually, it's Firmin and Mme. Giry."

And then I thought about it and said, "Wait! The paper says 'MUSICAL THEATER' at the top, so... shouldn't any answer found in musical theater apply? And John Wilkes Booth shot Abraham Lincoln in Assassins!" She conceded I was right and then gave me the figurine.

Then it turned out Hannah was going to Rockford to see the POTO movie. I asked if she would take me with her, but she said, "Well, actually, I was hoping to spend some quality time with my mom on the trip up there." I was way ticked 'cause everyone was getting to see it but me.

Labels: abraham lincoln, assassins, hannah a, libby, phantom of the opera, stephen r

I dreamed that Libby announced again on her blog that she was engaged, so I commented on her blog and said "Congratulations to you and Josiah!" But a few hours later I got an IM from her that said:

Libby: um, Hannah....
Libby: my young man's name is RAOUL

Which befuddled me and I was thinking, "is it really?"

Me: Then who the heck is Josiah?!
Libby: I don't know.

Then I dressed up as her sister Vicky and apparently it was effective, because Libby shared with me about how she had tricked me into thinking her fiancee's name was Raoul.

Labels: libby, phantom of the opera

I dreamed I bought the OBC of Phantom of the Opera (apparently I didn't own it already) and instead of the Wonderful Talented (note the capitals) MC as the Phantom....... Jonathan Taylor Thomas was on there. Yeah, of Home Improvement fame. He's only like 18-20, isn't he? Which would mean he performed the role of Erik at age, er... he would have been in kindergarten. Now THAT'S talent.

Labels: jonathan taylor thomas, phantom of the opera