I think I'll paste the basics of this one from a conversation I had with a friend.
me: oh oh
me: the dream
me: i was gonna tell you about my dream
me: con el rooney
*Rooney is a band we both like*
her: yes
me: i was going to some concert a local high school
me: york suburban, but you don't know that
me: lol
her: yeah
her: lol
me: so yeah rooney was there
me: i was with a bunch of random people from school
me: all these guys in my homeroom
me: it was odd
*Very odd*
me: anyway they started to play and i got all flushed
me: i couldn't take it
me: i'm like aaaaaaaahhh rooney
*I could barely controll myself. My heart was pounding, and I felt so hot I thought I was going to pass out*
me: and jimmy fallon was walking around because he was going to do a skit to a rooney song
*Why the hell is Jimmy Fallon in all my dreams??*
her: ahhahhahha sweet
her: i thought homeroom said "honeymoon" at first so i was confused
me: lolll
her: LOLLL
me: everyone there knew i was a big fan
me: and the one guy, a guy named steve, was like "you like robert don't you?? i'm going to tell him!"
*He doesn't, to my knowledge*
me: because for some reason every guy in my homeroom was friends with them
me: they started shouting during a song like it was part of it
*I start to study the stage when they take a break. It was an odd, small stage, but I kept thinking about how they could do all these huge musicals on it... Don't know why*
me: then rooney did a cover of "always" and it was beautiful
*Weezer song*
me: this girl named jen, she used to be my friend, loved it and i was freaked out because she doesn't have opinions on anything
*Jen is the opinionless wonder. She amazes everyone.*
me: then we went to some party after it with them there
me: and i don't remember any more
*Actually, I do. Well, between show and party, we drove in a van to the house in which the party was held and everyone in the van discussed the happenings of each house we passed because we could see in very well. Some couple was fighting and we discussed how he would probably beat her later, and someone in the far back of the van (I was up, passenger seat), screamed about how we shouldn't talk about such things. We got to the party as some atypical suburbia house, there was a ton of people there. I wondered to the back porch while the crowds got drunk. From there, it's hazy*
