But seriously though, I had.
A quite amazing dream on top of it all.
Or maybe not, depends on from what angle you look at it.
But the main reason for this was not to ponder upon whether or not it was a good dream or not.
So for a start, let's just say it was a good one..
So basically it started with me and Turtle running through some streets, which may seem bad as you can't really run in a dream but yeah, so we were running around to get to some place, on the way be picked up a few people, Issa and Elin to come with us to this unknown place.
When we finally reach our secret destination my brain decides it to be a TMR concert, which was a great joy to the fangirl part of my brain, and well, we went in after standing in line for ages, which consisted of me for some reason running home to collect my super mega awesome TMR t-shirt, that was not a TMR-shirt at all but in fact a pretty shabby looking Lady Gaga t-shirt (which I don't own). ANYWAY, so then I headed back to the concert just in time to get back in line and be let in with my friends.
And well inside we get to the front row, because for some reason people had decided to stay in the back, so we get our seats and the concert starts, and well, we don't exactly stay by our seats and as no guards did anything to stop us we end up on the scene, just standing there looking like drooling idiots, while listening to TMR sing with Gackts voice, which at the time seemed completely normal.
And as the show ended Turtle was for some reason missing but no one seemed to care except for the drummer, they also showed a little nice slideshow of all the awesome stuff fans had given to TMR and for some reason these gifts included three miniature cars, you know the kind you see spoiled brats go around in. So we get outside and now Turtle is back, obviously high and on a bike, as Turtle and I start going back home we come to a road where we once again meet up with Elin and Issa only this time they are accompanied by TMR and riding one car each, me getting really jealous because I was not invited to ride one of the cars.
Then it was cruely cut of by my mum opening the door to let my dog out of my room.
So unfortulately I am not able to tell you what happens next in my dream since I myself do not know the answer to that.
Also somewhere in the middle of the concert I was transformed into a tiny blue bird, because that was the name of the song so maybe my brain saw it to be a good thing for me to transform into a bird.
awesome