One of my favorite bands at the moment is 'Scooter'. They were a German Dance Band formed back in 1994 and escalated throughout time. My favorite band member is the lead singer, H. P. Baxxter. He's the cutest one of the bunch and is funny. I haven't met him personally, I'm just going off what others have said. Well, last night I had a dream that involved him. But, it was quite odd.
Lately I have been sick. I've had a virus, an ear infection, allergies and a strep throat. My mom took me to the doctor and she found all this out. Before we left, she handed us about 5 slips of paper to get medication. Well, my mom and I went around to different pharmacies, looking for someone that could fill it. But, no one was around. There weren't any people in their Pharmacies and they were closed down. My mom and I found this suspicious because it was a Tuesday [ Last night was Tuesday, by the way. ] and the Pharmacies were normally open. After driving around for quite some time, we found out that there was a Pharmacy open. When we went in, we saw a pretty long line of people. We waited and waited and when we got to the counter, I saw H.P. Baxxter, the lead singer of Scooter. I almost died. He sat there, grinning at me and asked if I needed anything. I nodded slowly and pushed two of the Prescriptions across the table. He looked at them and I ran to go get a book so I could get his autograph. When I went back, I gave him my cell phone and he took a picture of himself and saved it and I forgot to give him the book. He asked me if there was anything else I needed and I handed him the rest of the prescriptions. H.P. looked at me, tilting his head. He glanced at the perscriptions and asked why I had so many. I told him that the doctor suggested that I take them all. He smiled and nodded and said ''Have a Nice Day.'' meaning 'Were done here and you can leave now.' So, my mom and I walked out of Rite Aid and got in the car. We drove away, talking about what a surprise it was to see him there. We got home and I saw the book that I wanted him to sign. I whined lowly and my mom asked what was wrong. I shook my head, sighed and walked away. Then, I woke up.
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 Sweet Faux Pas · Wed Jul 04, 2007 @ 06:21pm · 0 Comments |
