- Joined
- Feb 20, 2013
Jeremy Abbott bombing his FS at worlds and costing America 3 spots... :scratch:
I had an emotional dream on New Year's Day...!
I was in a classroom at school where Alexander "Sasha" Majorov's parents Irina and Alexander senior work as teachers. Irina said Alexander has fully recovered from Leukemia and is ready to come back to school, and then he entered the room with a big smile on his face. He looked very healthy, with a full head of beautiful hair. He was warmly welcomed by everyone, and I was so happy!!!
This is all I remember. When I woke up, I couldn't believe what I saw in my dream... :sad21: :yay: :luv17:
Ever since I learnt about Alexander's disease and Sasha being the donor, I've been praying for the Majorov family. I still can't believe what I saw...!
today's FS-related dream, totally impossible, but amazing
I was a part of WeaPo team for Olympic season - was involved in choreography, costumes design and so on...And get this - after Olympic FD I helped Andrew with proposing to Kaitlyn..., it was so special and I am happy that I managed to 'dream' this particular dream in full, they were so happy!!!
That would be WOW! WeaPo fans would go crazy! But yeah, I'm sure some Andrew fans would rather he stay single and delude themselves they still have chances with him (me included , but I also would go crazy for WeaPo if they married each other )
Aw you're a WeaPo shipper too? Welcome to the club
Partly I mean, they already live together.... but on the other hand, I like that Andrew is still single
I laughed out loud at #3. Idk that was the weirdest one.
You know, you listing them out makes me want to list out all the Kevin Reynolds dreams I had.
I had one last night...I was somewhere for a show or competition, and I was checking into the hotel. On the ground floor, I met Max, who helped me with my bag, and then cheekily told me his hotel room number and to come see him later. :
My room was on the same floor as his and I had to walk past his room. Also, Jason was sitting in the splits near the stairwell, talking with Mariah and giggling a lot. I walked past Max's door because I was too shy to knock.
And then I went off to an airport somewhere, the dream contained no more skaters and got really whacky weird and I woke up and went, "huh?". (This happens regularly. My dreams making sense is actually very rare.)