Friday, July 22, 2005

T in the Park

This happened a couple of days ago, but I've only had time to post it now...

I was at T in the Park, in the tent I actually stayed in (though it was a bit darker), in the same place and facing the same way. I can't remember much but I can remember Orlaith and Makosi from 'Big Brother' were staying with me. They were putting on their make-up in my tent and Orlaith got her hat out: I was gutted because it was the same one I had! That meant I couldn't wear it.

I think that's about all I can remember.

On the same night I dreamt I bumped into my friend, Ads, who I hadn't seen for ages. I saw him in this pub - he was sat down, I was stood up. I shouted across to him, and he looked back and said, "Isabel!" He put his arms out for a hug. I gladly obliged but said, "I'm not Isabel, I'm Katie". He looked really embarrassed and said, "Oh sorry, I was getting you confused with my cousin!" I have no idea if Ads even has a cousin. I somehow ended up going on a coach journey with him but I don't know where to...

Tuesday, June 28, 2005

Blood Analysis

Last night I dreamt I was at my old school (it was totally different though, and in my dream I was 21 years old). Me and my friends signed up for this after-school class - one in which you learnt how to analyse blood. My old science teacher - Mr. Ponsford - was there, and said, "Katie!!!" when I walked into the room. I was a bit scared.

Monday, June 27, 2005

Countdown

Unfortunately Richard Whiteley - the King of Channel 4 - passed away yesterday. I found this out yesterday evening, and it affected my dream. The dream was not very memorable, except for Phillip Schofield stood in front of Carol Vorderman's board. He posed with the woman replacing Carol Vorderman (even though she hadn't died). She was famous but I cannot remember who.

Saturday, June 25, 2005

My Jordan and Peter Dream

This is the first entry in my Dream Diary, and is a rather amusing and totally random one. Here goes...

I was in this canteen at my old sixth form college. It looked nothing like the canteen, but apparently it was. It was the evening and there was a small stage at the front, and Moby was playing. There weren't many people there - a few people from sixth form (but I can't remember specifically who), the head of sixth form (Mrs. Tallon - and it did look like her) and a couple of people I know through university (but in my dream they were at sixth form too) - Claire and Jane. Claire was wearing a small white top and white hot pants. She was dancing and trying to pull this lad. Jane was sat there disagreeing with it all.

Everybody was just sat in random seats in the dining hall; although there was a gig on, people weren't stood near the front. After a while this changed, and I found myself on the front row. Moby got everyone to sing the first lines of one of his songs and held the microphone in the crowd. At one point he pointed at and sang to me.

After the gig I left the room and Mrs. Tallon assumed (for some reason) that I had not received my A-level results. I tried to tell her that I had, but she wouldn't listen. She walked into this room and I followed because I wanted her to know that I had got them already. In that room Jordan and Peter Andre were sat behind this desk. Harvey was there too but he was a baby. Jordan was massive - she was 9 months pregnant - and had tonnes of make-up on as per usual. Peter looked the same as he does in real life. I had a good old chat with Jordan but didn't really talk to Peter. I remember thinking, "Ooo I can add her to the list of famous people I have met now" (on this messageboard there was a thread asking people to write their lists).

After I had had this thought, Jordan said, "Oooo oooo ooooo, can I give her them?" (as in my exam results). Mrs. Tallon said, "Yes", but I had to quickly interrupt: "No no, I've already had them." Jordan looked pretty disappointed.

That is the end of that dream!

A Bit of a Boring One

It was Saturday afternoon, and I was upstairs sleeping (and I was actually upstairs sleeping). I woke up and heard voices downstairs: a couple of my friends arrived - a lad called Andrew, one called James, his girlfriend Gemma and their daughter Caitlin. Then they left and I'd missed them!