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Posted: Wed Jan 17, 2007 9:15 pm
I had a dream about MCR last night. That I went to their concert and they held this huge a** Parade thing like Welcome to the Black Parade. But before that I was talking to Gerard and telling him he was my hero (he was happy to hear that) and then when more people came along he was like 'I have to go now' and shoved me out the way to talk to more fans. I cried and my dad went off to bash him... so I cried more.
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Posted: Sun Jan 21, 2007 12:05 pm
I met them in real life once and I thought I was dreaming. It was pretty funny because I slapped myself in the face. (because I thought I was dreaming). But ever since then I've been having dreams about them. It's kind of wierd because I got to meet them because my friends' cousins' aunt is cousins with Gerard and Mikey, and like in my dreams my friend and her cousins aunt are always there.
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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 5:41 pm
Uhm... lessee... a while back I had this really weird dream. Well, I've had a few.
The first one was over winter break, and I dreamed that I was at a concert with my friends Daveh(fangirl of Gerard) and Hyame(also a Gerard fangirl). I am a fan of Mikey myself(and slightly Gerard), and that only has something slight to do with this dream.
The three of us were at a MCR concert they were having at this place by our houses, and we had all these cameras and shix.. and then we were trying to get in first so we could get into the mosh pit. Well, we were standing there, and we were 'squeeing' over getting in and being in the front. And all of a sudden, the guys were just.. there. I saw Bob, and I spazzed, and I couldn't tell my friends because they were elsewhere. And all of a sudden, -BAM- the doors were open, and we were wandering in. And I was waiting for my friends, but all of a sudden Gerard was walking around before the fans crowded in. I started talking to him, and I told him that my friends and I had a band. "Well," I said, "it's in more idea-form." He nodded. "Do you have a singer?" "Yeah," I said, pointing over at Hyame. "That's her. And I play bass." At this point, I felt someone come up behind me and glomp me. I figured it was Mikey, but I couldn't turn around to see. "Hmm," Gerard said. "Can I have a sheet of paper?" "Sure," I mumbled, opening my notebook and ripping out a sheet. I gave it to him, and he wrote something down I couldn't see. He folded it up and gave it to me, and told me, "Read this when you're alone." Then he was just... gone. Disappeared into the crowd. I opened the note later. It read:
"Get the band started. Listen to Vampires Will Never Hurt You and All Of The Above."
Then he'd signed it, and put down at the bottom, "Love you too." Uh, YEAH. WTF. But I listened to him and got the band out of idea-mode first thing. We're waiting for our drummer's equipment to get shipped.
Second dream:
My family has firmly put the belief into me that I am DEFINITELY not adopted, and I have a place in the disfunctional clan. Well, one night, I dreamed that my mom told me something that nearly threw me into anxiety attacks. She said I was adopted, that I wasn't even from someplace close to where I thought, and that--to keep me out of too much shock-- that I still had a brother. Just a different brother. She said later on that I'd be meeting my brother soon, and one day he called me. I picked up my cell phone, and Frank answered my "hello." I nearly passed out. He said that our mom wanted us to have "quality sibling time, or something," and since they were going to be touring in my state for a while, they'd pick me up and take me with. "If it'd make you more comfortable..." he said, "you can bring a friend, I guess. Just not tabloid people." So, I picked my one friend Daveh, and we went on tour with them for the week before we had to go to summer school.
I tried to tell Daveh this when I woke up, and she told me later, "You know, at first when you emailed me about it... I thought you were serious and you were just trying to gently explain to me."
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2007 6:44 am
xxtommygun_of_bassxx Uhm... lessee... a while back I had this really weird dream. Well, I've had a few. The first one was over winter break, and I dreamed that I was at a concert with my friends Daveh(fangirl of Gerard) and Hyame(also a Gerard fangirl). I am a fan of Mikey myself(and slightly Gerard), and that only has something slight to do with this dream. The three of us were at a MCR concert they were having at this place by our houses, and we had all these cameras and shix.. and then we were trying to get in first so we could get into the mosh pit. Well, we were standing there, and we were 'squeeing' over getting in and being in the front. And all of a sudden, the guys were just.. there. I saw Bob, and I spazzed, and I couldn't tell my friends because they were elsewhere. And all of a sudden, -BAM- the doors were open, and we were wandering in. And I was waiting for my friends, but all of a sudden Gerard was walking around before the fans crowded in. I started talking to him, and I told him that my friends and I had a band. "Well," I said, "it's in more idea-form." He nodded. "Do you have a singer?" "Yeah," I said, pointing over at Hyame. "That's her. And I play bass." At this point, I felt someone come up behind me and glomp me. I figured it was Mikey, but I couldn't turn around to see. "Hmm," Gerard said. "Can I have a sheet of paper?" "Sure," I mumbled, opening my notebook and ripping out a sheet. I gave it to him, and he wrote something down I couldn't see. He folded it up and gave it to me, and told me, "Read this when you're alone." Then he was just... gone. Disappeared into the crowd. I opened the note later. It read: "Get the band started. Listen to Vampires Will Never Hurt You and All Of The Above." Then he'd signed it, and put down at the bottom, "Love you too." Uh, YEAH. WTF. But I listened to him and got the band out of idea-mode first thing. We're waiting for our drummer's equipment to get shipped. Second dream: My family has firmly put the belief into me that I am DEFINITELY not adopted, and I have a place in the disfunctional clan. Well, one night, I dreamed that my mom told me something that nearly threw me into anxiety attacks. She said I was adopted, that I wasn't even from someplace close to where I thought, and that--to keep me out of too much shock-- that I still had a brother. Just a different brother. She said later on that I'd be meeting my brother soon, and one day he called me. I picked up my cell phone, and Frank answered my "hello." I nearly passed out. He said that our mom wanted us to have "quality sibling time, or something," and since they were going to be touring in my state for a while, they'd pick me up and take me with. "If it'd make you more comfortable..." he said, "you can bring a friend, I guess. Just not tabloid people." So, I picked my one friend Daveh, and we went on tour with them for the week before we had to go to summer school. I tried to tell Daveh this when I woke up, and she told me later, "You know, at first when you emailed me about it... I thought you were serious and you were just trying to gently explain to me." O_o; Heh. Long-lost brother... xd People think I'm a long-lost member of the Armstrong family. My friends all say I look scarily alike grade school Billie Joe. xd
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Posted: Mon Feb 05, 2007 3:42 pm
12-String Pony xxtommygun_of_bassxx Uhm... lessee... a while back I had this really weird dream. Well, I've had a few. The first one was over winter break, and I dreamed that I was at a concert with my friends Daveh(fangirl of Gerard) and Hyame(also a Gerard fangirl). I am a fan of Mikey myself(and slightly Gerard), and that only has something slight to do with this dream. The three of us were at a MCR concert they were having at this place by our houses, and we had all these cameras and shix.. and then we were trying to get in first so we could get into the mosh pit. Well, we were standing there, and we were 'squeeing' over getting in and being in the front. And all of a sudden, the guys were just.. there. I saw Bob, and I spazzed, and I couldn't tell my friends because they were elsewhere. And all of a sudden, -BAM- the doors were open, and we were wandering in. And I was waiting for my friends, but all of a sudden Gerard was walking around before the fans crowded in. I started talking to him, and I told him that my friends and I had a band. "Well," I said, "it's in more idea-form." He nodded. "Do you have a singer?" "Yeah," I said, pointing over at Hyame. "That's her. And I play bass." At this point, I felt someone come up behind me and glomp me. I figured it was Mikey, but I couldn't turn around to see. "Hmm," Gerard said. "Can I have a sheet of paper?" "Sure," I mumbled, opening my notebook and ripping out a sheet. I gave it to him, and he wrote something down I couldn't see. He folded it up and gave it to me, and told me, "Read this when you're alone." Then he was just... gone. Disappeared into the crowd. I opened the note later. It read: "Get the band started. Listen to Vampires Will Never Hurt You and All Of The Above." Then he'd signed it, and put down at the bottom, "Love you too." Uh, YEAH. WTF. But I listened to him and got the band out of idea-mode first thing. We're waiting for our drummer's equipment to get shipped. Second dream: My family has firmly put the belief into me that I am DEFINITELY not adopted, and I have a place in the disfunctional clan. Well, one night, I dreamed that my mom told me something that nearly threw me into anxiety attacks. She said I was adopted, that I wasn't even from someplace close to where I thought, and that--to keep me out of too much shock-- that I still had a brother. Just a different brother. She said later on that I'd be meeting my brother soon, and one day he called me. I picked up my cell phone, and Frank answered my "hello." I nearly passed out. He said that our mom wanted us to have "quality sibling time, or something," and since they were going to be touring in my state for a while, they'd pick me up and take me with. "If it'd make you more comfortable..." he said, "you can bring a friend, I guess. Just not tabloid people." So, I picked my one friend Daveh, and we went on tour with them for the week before we had to go to summer school. I tried to tell Daveh this when I woke up, and she told me later, "You know, at first when you emailed me about it... I thought you were serious and you were just trying to gently explain to me." O_o; Heh. Long-lost brother... xd People think I'm a long-lost member of the Armstrong family. My friends all say I look scarily alike grade school Billie Joe. xd Yeah. xd Now I'm going to see them in March, and I'm probably going to say something completely stupid and be like, "-walks up to Frank- Can you sign this for me, brother?" How much is scarily? 110%? xd
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Posted: Mon Feb 05, 2007 6:40 pm
xxtommygun_of_bassxx 12-String Pony xxtommygun_of_bassxx Uhm... lessee... a while back I had this really weird dream. Well, I've had a few. The first one was over winter break, and I dreamed that I was at a concert with my friends Daveh(fangirl of Gerard) and Hyame(also a Gerard fangirl). I am a fan of Mikey myself(and slightly Gerard), and that only has something slight to do with this dream. The three of us were at a MCR concert they were having at this place by our houses, and we had all these cameras and shix.. and then we were trying to get in first so we could get into the mosh pit. Well, we were standing there, and we were 'squeeing' over getting in and being in the front. And all of a sudden, the guys were just.. there. I saw Bob, and I spazzed, and I couldn't tell my friends because they were elsewhere. And all of a sudden, -BAM- the doors were open, and we were wandering in. And I was waiting for my friends, but all of a sudden Gerard was walking around before the fans crowded in. I started talking to him, and I told him that my friends and I had a band. "Well," I said, "it's in more idea-form." He nodded. "Do you have a singer?" "Yeah," I said, pointing over at Hyame. "That's her. And I play bass." At this point, I felt someone come up behind me and glomp me. I figured it was Mikey, but I couldn't turn around to see. "Hmm," Gerard said. "Can I have a sheet of paper?" "Sure," I mumbled, opening my notebook and ripping out a sheet. I gave it to him, and he wrote something down I couldn't see. He folded it up and gave it to me, and told me, "Read this when you're alone." Then he was just... gone. Disappeared into the crowd. I opened the note later. It read: "Get the band started. Listen to Vampires Will Never Hurt You and All Of The Above." Then he'd signed it, and put down at the bottom, "Love you too." Uh, YEAH. WTF. But I listened to him and got the band out of idea-mode first thing. We're waiting for our drummer's equipment to get shipped. Second dream: My family has firmly put the belief into me that I am DEFINITELY not adopted, and I have a place in the disfunctional clan. Well, one night, I dreamed that my mom told me something that nearly threw me into anxiety attacks. She said I was adopted, that I wasn't even from someplace close to where I thought, and that--to keep me out of too much shock-- that I still had a brother. Just a different brother. She said later on that I'd be meeting my brother soon, and one day he called me. I picked up my cell phone, and Frank answered my "hello." I nearly passed out. He said that our mom wanted us to have "quality sibling time, or something," and since they were going to be touring in my state for a while, they'd pick me up and take me with. "If it'd make you more comfortable..." he said, "you can bring a friend, I guess. Just not tabloid people." So, I picked my one friend Daveh, and we went on tour with them for the week before we had to go to summer school. I tried to tell Daveh this when I woke up, and she told me later, "You know, at first when you emailed me about it... I thought you were serious and you were just trying to gently explain to me." O_o; Heh. Long-lost brother... xd People think I'm a long-lost member of the Armstrong family. My friends all say I look scarily alike grade school Billie Joe. xd Yeah. xd Now I'm going to see them in March, and I'm probably going to say something completely stupid and be like, "-walks up to Frank- Can you sign this for me, brother?" How much is scarily? 110%? xd xd "Scarily" is like exact double, 'cept I'm a girl. ie (Naturally) Red hair Green eyes PALE Short, very I should stick a photo of myself on that Heritage site and see if it says I look like 'im.
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Posted: Thu Feb 15, 2007 3:05 pm
12-String Pony xxtommygun_of_bassxx 12-String Pony xxtommygun_of_bassxx Uhm... lessee... a while back I had this really weird dream. Well, I've had a few. The first one was over winter break, and I dreamed that I was at a concert with my friends Daveh(fangirl of Gerard) and Hyame(also a Gerard fangirl). I am a fan of Mikey myself(and slightly Gerard), and that only has something slight to do with this dream. The three of us were at a MCR concert they were having at this place by our houses, and we had all these cameras and shix.. and then we were trying to get in first so we could get into the mosh pit. Well, we were standing there, and we were 'squeeing' over getting in and being in the front. And all of a sudden, the guys were just.. there. I saw Bob, and I spazzed, and I couldn't tell my friends because they were elsewhere. And all of a sudden, -BAM- the doors were open, and we were wandering in. And I was waiting for my friends, but all of a sudden Gerard was walking around before the fans crowded in. I started talking to him, and I told him that my friends and I had a band. "Well," I said, "it's in more idea-form." He nodded. "Do you have a singer?" "Yeah," I said, pointing over at Hyame. "That's her. And I play bass." At this point, I felt someone come up behind me and glomp me. I figured it was Mikey, but I couldn't turn around to see. "Hmm," Gerard said. "Can I have a sheet of paper?" "Sure," I mumbled, opening my notebook and ripping out a sheet. I gave it to him, and he wrote something down I couldn't see. He folded it up and gave it to me, and told me, "Read this when you're alone." Then he was just... gone. Disappeared into the crowd. I opened the note later. It read: "Get the band started. Listen to Vampires Will Never Hurt You and All Of The Above." Then he'd signed it, and put down at the bottom, "Love you too." Uh, YEAH. WTF. But I listened to him and got the band out of idea-mode first thing. We're waiting for our drummer's equipment to get shipped. Second dream: My family has firmly put the belief into me that I am DEFINITELY not adopted, and I have a place in the disfunctional clan. Well, one night, I dreamed that my mom told me something that nearly threw me into anxiety attacks. She said I was adopted, that I wasn't even from someplace close to where I thought, and that--to keep me out of too much shock-- that I still had a brother. Just a different brother. She said later on that I'd be meeting my brother soon, and one day he called me. I picked up my cell phone, and Frank answered my "hello." I nearly passed out. He said that our mom wanted us to have "quality sibling time, or something," and since they were going to be touring in my state for a while, they'd pick me up and take me with. "If it'd make you more comfortable..." he said, "you can bring a friend, I guess. Just not tabloid people." So, I picked my one friend Daveh, and we went on tour with them for the week before we had to go to summer school. I tried to tell Daveh this when I woke up, and she told me later, "You know, at first when you emailed me about it... I thought you were serious and you were just trying to gently explain to me." O_o; Heh. Long-lost brother... xd People think I'm a long-lost member of the Armstrong family. My friends all say I look scarily alike grade school Billie Joe. xd Yeah. xd Now I'm going to see them in March, and I'm probably going to say something completely stupid and be like, "-walks up to Frank- Can you sign this for me, brother?" How much is scarily? 110%? xd xd "Scarily" is like exact double, 'cept I'm a girl. ie (Naturally) Red hair Green eyes PALE Short, very I should stick a photo of myself on that Heritage site and see if it says I look like 'im. Oo Woah. sounds like him so far, go ahead and try it. xd
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Posted: Thu Feb 15, 2007 5:48 pm
xxtommygun_of_bassxx 12-String Pony xxtommygun_of_bassxx 12-String Pony xxtommygun_of_bassxx Uhm... lessee... a while back I had this really weird dream. Well, I've had a few. The first one was over winter break, and I dreamed that I was at a concert with my friends Daveh(fangirl of Gerard) and Hyame(also a Gerard fangirl). I am a fan of Mikey myself(and slightly Gerard), and that only has something slight to do with this dream. The three of us were at a MCR concert they were having at this place by our houses, and we had all these cameras and shix.. and then we were trying to get in first so we could get into the mosh pit. Well, we were standing there, and we were 'squeeing' over getting in and being in the front. And all of a sudden, the guys were just.. there. I saw Bob, and I spazzed, and I couldn't tell my friends because they were elsewhere. And all of a sudden, -BAM- the doors were open, and we were wandering in. And I was waiting for my friends, but all of a sudden Gerard was walking around before the fans crowded in. I started talking to him, and I told him that my friends and I had a band. "Well," I said, "it's in more idea-form." He nodded. "Do you have a singer?" "Yeah," I said, pointing over at Hyame. "That's her. And I play bass." At this point, I felt someone come up behind me and glomp me. I figured it was Mikey, but I couldn't turn around to see. "Hmm," Gerard said. "Can I have a sheet of paper?" "Sure," I mumbled, opening my notebook and ripping out a sheet. I gave it to him, and he wrote something down I couldn't see. He folded it up and gave it to me, and told me, "Read this when you're alone." Then he was just... gone. Disappeared into the crowd. I opened the note later. It read: "Get the band started. Listen to Vampires Will Never Hurt You and All Of The Above." Then he'd signed it, and put down at the bottom, "Love you too." Uh, YEAH. WTF. But I listened to him and got the band out of idea-mode first thing. We're waiting for our drummer's equipment to get shipped. Second dream: My family has firmly put the belief into me that I am DEFINITELY not adopted, and I have a place in the disfunctional clan. Well, one night, I dreamed that my mom told me something that nearly threw me into anxiety attacks. She said I was adopted, that I wasn't even from someplace close to where I thought, and that--to keep me out of too much shock-- that I still had a brother. Just a different brother. She said later on that I'd be meeting my brother soon, and one day he called me. I picked up my cell phone, and Frank answered my "hello." I nearly passed out. He said that our mom wanted us to have "quality sibling time, or something," and since they were going to be touring in my state for a while, they'd pick me up and take me with. "If it'd make you more comfortable..." he said, "you can bring a friend, I guess. Just not tabloid people." So, I picked my one friend Daveh, and we went on tour with them for the week before we had to go to summer school. I tried to tell Daveh this when I woke up, and she told me later, "You know, at first when you emailed me about it... I thought you were serious and you were just trying to gently explain to me." O_o; Heh. Long-lost brother... xd People think I'm a long-lost member of the Armstrong family. My friends all say I look scarily alike grade school Billie Joe. xd Yeah. xd Now I'm going to see them in March, and I'm probably going to say something completely stupid and be like, "-walks up to Frank- Can you sign this for me, brother?" How much is scarily? 110%? xd xd "Scarily" is like exact double, 'cept I'm a girl. ie (Naturally) Red hair Green eyes PALE Short, very I should stick a photo of myself on that Heritage site and see if it says I look like 'im. Oo Woah. sounds like him so far, go ahead and try it. xd Maybe when I get some clear photos of me on my laptop. Only ones of me chewing on bracelets with my hair in my face.
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Posted: Sat Mar 31, 2007 7:29 am
Yeah, I had this dream like two weeks ago. Twas' weird.
Me and my friend Lewis were standing in a CD/Coffee shop. Don't ask me why, it was a mixed one. Like Borders, kind of. Well, he and I were standing there and I was pulling on his arm and going "Lewis, why? I'm bored!! Isn't there something better to do? Actually, I wanna be here. Now I remember why I'm here. I like coffee!!!! Yay!! Yeah.!! We're here to see him, ey? " and he would just hug me and go "We need coffee. You need coffee. Just settle down." And then I pulled my "Awww, me so sad face" and just went "Kay." Then, we walked up to the counter to be served and there was this guy pulling stuff out from underneath a counter and his boss was treating him like s**t. And when he looked up to say something, it was Gerard. And Lewis and I just placed his order and the boss is there shouting at Gee and I just give Gerard this smartarse smile as if to say "Hey babe, Give him hell" and Gerard grins backs and says to the boss "******** you, I'm outta here" and throws his name badge on the floor and comes over to me and Lewis and high fives Lewis and grabs us in a hug. And then the three of us are just walking down the street towards the group that I hang with and Gerard has his arm around me, and we're skipping. And slapping each other's butts and pushing each other and joking around, just like I do with all my friends from school. Nothing sexual, just friends mucking around. It was weird but really funny.
That day I went to school and told Lewis I had a dream involving him and Gerard Way. He told me "Don't go into details....it sounds kinky."
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Posted: Sun Apr 01, 2007 11:57 am
I had a dream. I was like at the music video for teenagers set. Then these random dudes come with guns. I tackle Gerard, and steal some chopsticks he had to keel le enemies. And then I tackled Gerard again for the fun of it. And then we had fun in Gerard's bed. ninja Thee end.
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Posted: Sun May 06, 2007 4:28 pm
I swear I posted my dream already... hmm. Apparently not. ANYWAY, here it is.
So I was at the mall with my two friends, Emily and Jenna. I was hungry for some unknown reason, so I bugged the crap out of them to get food.
Me: Can we get taco bell? I want Taco Bell. Jenna: FINE.
We walk over to the Taco Bell, and we hear these two guys in front of us. We take notice, and realize something when they turn their heads to talk to each other: ITS GERARD AND FRANK.
The three of us squee quietly to each other, get our food, and sit near them to look on longingly.
When they're almost done eating, we walk over to them and ask if we could get a picture with them.
Gerard: Sure biggrin
So Im up to get my picture taken with Gerard (mind you, im crazy Gerard fangirl), and freaking out quietly.
Just as he puts his arm around me for the picture... I wake up. gonk
I was all "NOOOEEEEZZZZZ.". I woke up with my arm around my waist D=
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