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This article is about the four dreams I've made about Oasis. Some of them are cool, strange, or amazing, and perhaps mean something good, I hope. Who knows...
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Let's go !
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The first dream: I was in their concert, I didn't know where, but there were not a lot of people. It was outside. I was in front of Liam, and I was screaming the lyrics. I think the song was Slide Away or Supersonic, or maybe Rock'n'roll Star, something like that. There were just about eighty or a hundred persons. And suddenly, I'm on stage, I start to sing with them, and my dream stopped here.
The second dream : I'm at home, on my terrace, and I see a car which is coming in the garden. It was a very beautiful car, like star's car. Then Liam, Noel and their producer leave the car. They come upstairs to my house, and I'm sitting on a sofa, my parents are in the living-room, and I was saying in my head "Oh my God!", they shake my parents' hand and noel give me a kiss on my cheek. They talk with my parents, my father laugh with them. And I give them a big ugg. They smile. To finish, they go on the terrace and I wake up.
The third dream : I'm at home, again with Liam and Noel. Upstairs, at my computer in my room, there are two girls. I've met them thanks to their blog, because they are Oasis' fan too. Liam and Noel are in the living-room (again) and they are observing the kitchen. I show them my book about Oasis, and they sign it. I'm happy. Then I ask a girl if she has a camera, one say that she hasn't got it now, and the other says she has it, and she gives it to me. I run downstairs, and take photos with Liam and Noel, after we talk together, I laugh, and that's all (but that's already great !).
The fourth dream : It takes place in my highschool. There were nobody. Just me, Liam, his wife, his sister's wife, their family and their friends, and some journalists. Liam wants to go to the toilets. He goes towards women's toilets, and I say to him that it's not here but just there. Then he goes. I'm waiting for him. After he leaves, he washes his hands, and wants to use some soap. But there isn't soap anymore. He dries out his hand and we leave. Her wife, smiling, says me something. I laugh. And we leave somewhere with everybody. Then I wake up and want to drink some chocolate and I fuckin' want to go to Manchester.
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