Lucid Time!

My god this dream is groggy and fragmented.

Anyways I cannot recall the exacting details of what was going on, the surroundings were very blurry in the beginning of the dream. I was in what felt like the basement of my own home, but it felt larger and more spacious (That or I had become smaller). The basement slowly began to mesh with a dungeon looking space.
There were a couple of dream characters leading me away from some supposed danger. We get to the 'upstairs' that looks like an open tundra, just like Skyrim. But strangely it still feels like my own home as well. A kind of crappy groggy mesh the dream had created. Furniture was scattered about, and the hills and valleys somewhat mimicked the shape of the rooms.
Some attacking army came upon us, composed entirely of archers. They unleashed a hail of arrows. (Hey I thought those dream characters were leading me away from danger, not twoards it.)
I see one of the 'helpful' dream characters take an arrow to the knee. ._.
The dream started to get much clearer, and became the interior of my house. The feeling of the meadow was gone, but the general of the army, some barbarian and a handful of his archers were still present.
Manei (My dream guide) appears next to me, and just seeing her makes me partially lucid. Also something weird, she usually has really long black hair, but it was buzzed really short in this dream. The workings of my dream guide will probably never be fully understood.
Anyways, we are ducking behind the kitchen counter and the barbarians (for whatever reason) are not merely flanking us. Manei says she can execute some spell that will take away all of the soldiers, but she has nothing to deal with the general. So she does the spell.
The barbarian general approaches. He announces that he has only one arrow, but that he will make it count. He fires it and it ricochets around the room bouncing off of several objects before flying past Lia, slicing the side of her face. It looked kind of like that scene from 300 with King Xerxes. (Hangon, I thought dream guides were supposed to be immortal and unable to be injured. I saw her get punched through a concrete roof by a giant robot and she shrugged it off like it was nothing. But an arrow, Kryptonite!)
So it is at this point she tells me that I am in factdreaming. (Oh now you tell me.) Okay, so I guess I have to fight this loser. He pulls a pair of small axes from his cuirass. I merely stand and allow him to charge me. Once he is about 10 feet away...
FUS RO DAH!
The barbarian goes flying, smashing the front door of my house. I look out the door to see him land and tumble around in the street outside my house. I am suddenly awoken.

Fragment: I am trying to create a solar system. I create a star but fail at creating planets to orbit it.

I am at some kind of gathering in an unfamiliar home. I cannot recall exactly who's it was or what the party was celebrating exactly, but it's not important and does not interest me. I do however that it felt like I was near my own home, as if I was in the same sub or something.
What I do recall was that this home had a very large basement, being much larger than the above ground portion of the house. I never fully explored the basement but from what I could gather it was three or four floors deep. I couldn't identify any of the dream characters as friends or family.
There was however a very annoying dream character, a young boy who kept on complaining that he was hungry asking me for various food items. At first I tried to politely direct him to the food trays set out for the party, but after awhile it became clear that his intentions were not to get any food but rather simply to annoy me.
I cannot recall what happened for some time after that.
I was still in the same dream, and was in the deepest reaches of this multi-leveled basement. I encountered a trio of dream characters who stood out from the party. They were wearing dirty clothes and overall had a very rugged thug-like appearance.
And sure enough, they start to harass me. It starts out with verbal taunting, and then they grab me and hold me against the wall. I become partially lucid at this point. The two smaller thugs have me held against the wall, and the biggest one (presumably the leader) is preparing to punch me in the jaw.
I spit in his face.
He swings his punch, but I duck out of the way. He punches through the drywall behind him. I push the two smaller thugs away and float up away from the wall. What then proceeded was a long fight with the thugs where I dominated. After they were thoroughly beaten, I began making my way back up out of the house.
This was strange as well. I floated just about a foot above the ground, and instantanieously smashed any doorway I came to. I passed other partygoers who looked on in amazement and confusion as I floated by. I eventually found my way outside and became properlylucid. I looked at a nearby house and decided to manifest my dream guide, but instead found that I was waking up. I tried to hang on to the dream for some time. (I'm not kidding, I fought waking up for probably a whole minute.) Before properly awakening.

I am in my math class, and we are taking a test on material that I am not familiar with. That's basically all I need. I'm pretty much lucid right there, because I know it's spring break. But I still feel like I'm fighting for lucidity, almost as if part of me is trying to not become lucid. Whatever holds me back from lucidity, I fight past it after about half a minute. I know this a dream.
I decide to try and fly out of the class. I stand up from my seat, and start flying. I can either phase through the ceiling or just smash through it. I get up to the ceiling, but don't pass through like I expect. I just start pushing harder and maybe I can just break through. The ceiling begins to bend and buckle, and I think in a few moments, it will break and I will be free to fly around. But now... this is really great. I mean this is just fantastic. My math teacher jumps into the air and punches me so that I go flying through the back wall of the classroom, and telling me that I could not leave this location (the school) until I had beat her at a fight. What then followed was a full fledged battle between me and my math teacher. I can't remember the fight blow for blow, but it did drag on for awhile. The fight had a similar feel to one of the fights from Man of Steel, in the way were were punching one another through walls and flying around the inside of the school.
The fight eventually reached a climax where I ended up cutting part of her face revealing that she (my math teacher) was in fact some terminator-like robot with human flesh over the top. After this, I felt as though I could fight without remorse destroyed the cyborg.

My recall has been pretty bad, but I can remember that I was in another hunger games type situation where everyone was trying to kill me. What made it different from the hunger games was that we had teams.
The battlefield was a corn field with trees all along it. There was a road though the middle that had a few more trees along the edge.
Everyone on my team had gotten killed, other than me. A bunch of other people were dead, too. I started looking for good weapons, because most of what people had were small knives or hand-crafted spears. Eventually, I found two small war axes and some body armor.
I decided to dual wield the axes, and I was now one of the most powerful people fighting. I remember killing a few more people. Then this black woman who looked like one of my mother's friends came into the arena and told me that she was the mother of one of my teammates, and that she was really mad at me for letting her child get killed so that I could get the axes. She punished me by running over my laptop computer with a golf cart.

I was in the hallway at my school where I regularly go to my locker but for some reason, all of the lockers were in one of the classrooms in that hallway. I went into the locker room and there were a whole bunch of dream characters in there, resembling people at my school.
Specifically, my best friend Steve, my friend Aaron, and his girlfriend.
I cannot remember exactly how the fight got started, but I know that I was not the one who started it. Once a few people started fighting, It spread to all of the dream characters in the room.
It became important that I tell a teacher, I walked out of the locker room and was headed toward the classroom. I could sense someone coming from behind, and I grabbed them on the wrists from behind and threw them right over top of me.
When he landed in front of me, I saw that he was a large guy with short hair and a blue basketball jersey.
I looked into the door of the classroom, and saw my old science teacher from middle school. I told her in sort of a sarcastic voice.
"There's a huge fight going on out in the hall."
I think instead of going, she invited me to sit down and join her science class. I think we were learning about weather and the water cycle.

I haven't had any recall since my last DJ entry, six days ago. Then I had this lucid dream out of the blue.

So I was riding a bike in a large group of people, many of them being family members,friends and other people I know in general. We were riding though a forest/park setting. I can remember the sun was either rising or setting.
I can't remember many details of what happened during the bike ride or if it was a race. I can remember talking with some of my friends from school for awhile but I can't remember what we were actually talking about.
I can remember more clearly when we got off our bikes and got into some kind of vehicle. I could probably describe it as a mobile home or a semi-truck. I can remember it being all white with an orange stripe down the side, and a black windscreen. Some of the people that I knew got into it too.
I was the one driving, and I drove for probably ten minutes. I can then remember pressing a button on the dashboard of the vehicle.
It caused the front part to sort of collapse and crush me. The crushing was very uncomfortable and lasted about ten seconds. Out of pure stupidity, I pressed the button two or three additional times.
We stopped in a parking lot when I realized that at the very back of the vehicle (The interior was a long, plain white room without any seats.) was my (now dead) grandmother. She was kind of a monochromatic blue color, and sort of hazy. I'm assuming she was a ghost. She was holding a knife. The knife on the other hand, was silver, with a brown handle. (As it should have been)
She started killing everyone inside with the knife. Eventually, A friend from my school named A was the only one alive other than me, and he was wrestling with the ghost of my grandmother. It was obvious he would lose. My mind was racing. The first thing that struck me as odd was that I was seeing my grandparent again, when they have now been dead for almost a year. I questioned reality.
From there I got lucid, just as A was overwhelmed and killed. I put my arms across my chest, then forced them out, pushing out to the sides. The vehicle around me exploded into several large pieces. The ghost of my grandmother was nowhere to be found.
From here, I proceeded to stabilize the dream. I looked at a large oak tree at the side of the road, and tried to make out the details of the leaves, to some success.
Behind me was a small building, with entirely glass walls. It was kind of horseshoe shaped and very small, only one floor. In the middle was a counter with a cashier and people waiting in line, I'm assuming to make purchases.
I decided to try some dream control and went up to the man that was first in line. I can remember him having a sort of tall face, and being bald. I punched him in the cheek, while screaming "sonic punch". I had to reach up above my head because he was quite a tall man.
When I hit him he just sort of looked at me for about half a second. My hand was still on his cheek and he just randomly flew back and hit the inside wall of the horseshoe shaped building.
We got into a huge fight at this point. Knowing I was dreaming, I was doing these remarkable martial arts moves and the man that I was fighting was really no match for me.
Eventually, I wound up standing on a table, holding a coffeepot. The man made some joke, I think it was related to World War II, but I can't remember it. I poured the coffee on him. At this point the dream destabilized. I knelt down on the table and screamed "stabilize dream!"

I had a False awakening. I can't remember the details of it but I woke up, and went around my house telling family members and friends about the awesome lucid dream I just had.