MrJuicy

Just a quick summary this time.

First, Anthony turned into a hipster, and his mom had another baby. I had to feed the baby. So I went to the bathroom to get food. There was a little gnome in the bathroom, and, being an asshole gnome, decided to pee on me. I stood there for a little bit confused, then I decided to kick the shit out of this gnome. He was about the size of my foot, so it was very satisfying.

Then I was in this waiting room for something. When it was finally my turn to go to wherever I was waiting for, this guy came up to me and led me through the building's hallways. He looked like Jeff Mangum of Neutral Milk Hotel (I don't even like that band). Anyway, he leads me on this grand adventure. Before I know it, I'm with three other people (one boy, two girls) and we are on this journey to somewhere. The whole thing had a very magical vibe to it, like I was inside a story book or a children's movie. Eventually we were all standing at this man-made cliff, and down below I could see a melancholy view of the ocean, where the wild wind blew the water away from the rocks to reveal fish flopping below them, and dead birds (huh?) spread about. One of the girls had transformed into an alligator with two propellers on its back. We all had umbrellas. Mine was really short, so I had to use a pole extension. Our umbrellas were inside out, and the plan was that we were going to use them to fly to our next destination. I asked, "Fly? Like in a movie?" The guy turned to me and said, "Like in-" I don't remember what he said. We all flipped our umbrellas so that they weren't inside out anymore. Now there was only me, the guy, and two other people. We were suddenly on this grassy path in an urban city, like in London or something. There was a metal fence to our left. To fly, we had to use the umbrella as if it was a wing, and we had to flap. It wasn't working so well, and we couldn't get the hang of it. Now, I had two umbrellas, and I had to flipped them around to fly. I started to get off the ground, and I was floating above the fence, but slowly. There was a storage/mail truck about 100 feet away, and it was DE that we needed to make it to this truck and stow away to our next destination. Everyone else got to the truck before me. I finally got there just in time. In the truck, there were a bunch of foam packages that a machine pushed into the truck and then packed them against the wall. I got in just in time before one went through, and it shoved me against the wall, where I was hidden behind the package. I woke up here. The machine and truck were making this weird noise like a turkey mixed with a squeaky hydraulic.

I pulled an all-nighter on the 17th, so I didn't do a dream journal entry. This night, I was planning on just taking a break, but I felt I needed to write down this dream. I had other dreams, but this one stood out.

I'm probably missing a few details, but this is the general gist of it.

The dream started out, and I was this character in a TV show. I'm pretty sure I was Robert DeNiro. The dream started in the middle of the show, so I didn't know what was going on. This black guy, who I think was my partner, was standing next to me, and we were talking to this guy in front of us, who was supposed to be giving us orders or something. We were in this well-lit room with blue pipes all around. Anyway, the guy giving us orders said, "So then, we gotta go after him, and beat him up." I interrupted him with, "I'm sorry, who's 'him'? I just got here, so I don't know the plot or what's going on." He specified that it was just this guy who we needed to beat up. I wasn't okay with that. So then we're walking through the halls of my school, which is like a mix between my high school and my elementary school, and I'm trying to avoid this group I'm supposed to be with to beat up the guy. My dream cut to a shot of them beating up this random guy, and he was pinned down in this circle they formed. I knew I was breaking this HUGE rule by not helping them, so I was getting a little scared. While avoiding them and trying to get away, I ran into Kate in the hall. She was confused and I was a little distraught so I began explaining to her, "Look, I was watching this show, and then I was in the show, but my character was having this dream where he was watching the show too, so we both didn't know what was going on, but now I'm not with them, and I'm supposed to be and they might come after me and so we probably need to hide." At this point I wasn't DeNiro anymore. But anyway, we go to this room and we build these large, wooden, towering platforms, which were layered on top of each other. The entrance to the room we were in was down a flight of stairs and through a door. I knew we weren't hidden very well. The room itself was too large to be inside any building, and instead of a ceiling, you could see the night sky through these branches and leaves. There were stacks and stacks of random objects and items (TV's, paint cans, old furniture, wooden scraps) off to the right, and there was a large, pink/violet, window to the left which seemed to be a shimmering, physical embodiment of magic. The platforms we built were very tall, and we hid on the top one. We had all of these bags of money, and we spread them around the top platform with us, and our plan was that if they entered the room to look for us, we would lay down flat on the platform, and for some reason this was supposed to make us hidden.

Anyway, we stayed hidden on that platform for a few days, although the sky remained night. Over the course of the days, Kate and I stayed mostly silent towards each other, although there was this strange, emotional connection between us that I wouldn't describe as love or friendship, but they are the first words that come to mind. Really, it felt like a pure feeling of familiarity, or just a "knowing" feeling. At the same time it felt like she was rejecting a love that I didn't even have for her. Better put, we knew that we were going to die, and because of this, we felt closer, although we didn't love each other. This feeling seemed to alternate with an unrequited love feeling. It was very strange. As the days passed, Kate and I got intimate a few times, perhaps out of boredom, and there was always a sense of doom in the air, as if I was just waiting for them to find us and kill us. I was sad and a little worried, but I knew there was nothing we could do about it. This is what was going to happen, no buts about it. Sometimes, it seemed like I knew this wasn't going to end well, but as far as she was concerned, things weren't that bad. Kate seemed unhappy for the whole time we stayed on that platform, and while there were times where we would just lay down, her head upon my shoulder, and gaze up at the night sky, it was like she only did this because she knew that this was the last moments of her life. A feeling of dread overthrew any feeling of love, or familiarity I may have felt in the dream, because I knew I got us into this mess, and it was all my fault that she was going to die. I remember on one of the days, I found these capsules. Each capsule, when used, would fire off like a rocket into the sky and explode like a firework. It was very pretty. I showed these to Kate to try to cheer her up, but it didn't work.

On the final day, we heard a group of people coming down the stairs. Kate and I laid down on the platform like our original plan, although I knew this wasn't going to really keep us hidden for long. I felt such sorrow and guilt for dragging her into this. The group entered the room, and looked around for a bit. They were all wearing these police-like uniforms, with astronaut helmets that had police lights on top. Their heads were very round, and their bodies were very cartoonishly shaped. After a few tense seconds, they looked up, and saw us. They started shooting at us with these guns that weren't flamethrowers, but shot flames. The flames hit some of the paint cans, and they exploded as if they were reserves of gasoline. Kate and I were immediately set on fire, and melted in the most violent and gruesome display of death I had ever dreamed of.

After this, I awoke on top of the platform, in daylight (still dreaming), with Kate nowhere in sight. I was a little confused and worried about this, but I knew it was only a matter of time before the group comes and destroys the place, and my priority was leaving. As I climbed down from the platform, I felt guilty. I felt like I was cheating Kate, and just leaving her there, even though I knew she wasn't there. I felt like a hypocrite, as if I kept her there because we had no choice but to die, but here I was climbing down to leave. When I reached the bottom, I walked over to the giant window and opened it. I looked back at the platform, which was now two couches on the ground with blankets on them. One blanket in particular looked as if someone had just gotten out of it, with one corner folded open. Running out of time, I quickly ran over to it, scrambled it around so that it looked like it had been there for ages (dream logic), and ran back to window. I thought about hanging off of the ledge of the window until they came and went, but then I noticed this floating, translucent, magic block that I could stand on. It was the same, shimmering, pink/violet color of the window. I climbed on top of it. I looked back at the room, where I could see the group now entering. Then I looked up at the moon while the block ascended into the stars.

I think it's safe to say that my dry spell of dreams is about over. I even remember the order of most of the dreams. Also I'm feeling better, so I will try a WBTB next night.

I also did a reality check, and I may have been lucid for a few seconds. Unfortunately, on a scale from 1 to 10, 10 being the most lucid, I'd say I was around 1 or 2, but since I'm not sure if I was actually lucid, I'm not going to mark this down as a lucid dream.

First, I was at Alec's house. It was set up differently in that it was a lot bigger, and it had a lot of winding hallways. The overall look of the house was different, too, with all the walls having this old-looking wall paper, and the floors were carpeted with antique carpets. Anyway, Anthony was there as well, and we all wanted to go get some pizza. The problem was that Alec's parents weren't home, so we couldn't leave because then his grandmother, who is very old and shouldn't be left alone, would be left alone. This was immediately apparent to us, so we considered leaving, but then the subject of her medication came up, and we figured that if we weren't there, she would "probably die." Somehow that was supposed to be a joke, and it came off as a joke in the dream, but I don't remember who said it. I know either someone said it to his grandmother, or his grandmother said it about herself.

Then, I was in the car with Brian and Ashley's baby. There were other people in the car, but they were faceless dream characters. The car was not my car, also. The seats were leather, and everything was colored grey. The baby's car seat was somehow in the same spot that Brian was sitting, which was in the middle seat in the back. I was in the seat by the left window. Every time I picked up the baby (Seth), which was by his armpits, to put him in his car seat, Brian would yell at me asking me what I was doing. I didn't know what he meant, and I ignored him. Then I picked up Seth again, who, by the way, looked like a newborn rather than the six-month-old he is, and I put him in the car door compartment. You know, the place where you usually put an umbrella or something. The compartment was just big enough to fit Seth in a standing-up posture, and he fell asleep. Brian yelled at me again, but I figured it was only because Seth would be uncomfortable in the door compartment. I figured I'd let him go until he woke up and started crying, and when he did I picked him up again to put him back in his car seat. This time when Brian yelled at me, I said back to him, "You're telling me I'm holding him the wrong way, but you aren't being specific! How am I supposed to know what you mean?" After I said this, I realised that I was yelling at him the same way I would yell at one of my friends if I was mad at them. When I said this, all the characters in the car turned to look at me, and I think my mom was driving. Anyway, Brian told me, "You can't just pick him up by the armpits, you have to support the rest of his body." To demonstrate this, the baby morphed into one of our cats, and was laying sprawled out on Brian's hands. The cat's head was on his right hand, and his body was on his left. Brian's hands were slightly apart, so that in the space in the middle, the cat's body was sagging down.

The next thing I know, I'm at school. So far in the dream, the school looks almost exactly as it normally does. I'm at the hallway intersection by the nurse's office, and the stairs are behind me, and everything is where it should be, although the walls are orange.. I'm about to go somewhere when this kid, who looked a lot like Alaric, but slightly off, like he could be his younger brother or something, pulled me aside and said, "Hey, I lost my Gameboy Advance in the other classroom, could I borrow yours?" I said that I didn't have one with me, and he said, "Don't lie," while nudging me with his elbow. I could tell this was a joke; a way of saying, "Hey, we all can't stand these boring classes, so we all carry around Gameboys to keep ourselves occupied." For some reason though, in this dream I was socially awkward (more so than usual ) and instead of making a joke back, I kind of just said, "I'm not lying." I felt pressed for time, however, and I had to go. This kid was interesting though, and I felt that we could have been great friends. Anyway, I walked off down the hallway that leads to the cafeteria. This is where the architecture of the school goes a little off. Instead of leading to the cafeteria, I could look down the hallway, and see that it just kept going forever, the orange hue of the walls leading the way. However, when I started walking down the hallway, I immediately ended up in this other hallway. This hallway was completely blue and there were boilers and such all around the place. I saw a person in the distance, who waved at me. I thought it was my old math teacher, but as I got closer, I realised it was this girl, Kristen, who had a crush on me. She was with her friends, who I happen to not like. It's worth mentioning that this particular dream is the only instance in which her friend, who is also named Kristen, was attractive. Then I was suddenly in this other hallway. This one was a lot like the unnecessarily wide one in most of my school dreams, but it led to the gymnasium. And instead of a door to the gym, the hall just opened up, and there it was on the right. Also, the wall on the right didn't reach all the way up to the ceiling. If you wanted to, you could feasibly climb the wall and climb over the top and get to the bleachers in the gym. As I was walking up to the gym, Donovan was with me, and I was trying to make a joke but he didn't think it was funny. A basketball from the gym fell over the top of the wall and bounced towards me. I could see the ball bouncing towards me in third person, and I knew it was going to hit me in the head. It did. Then I walked around the wall to get to the gym, and I saw some kid on the bleachers playing with a basketball. The bleachers were tiered, but not in the normal way. I would say that normal bleachers were tiered horizontally. These ones were tiered vertically, and there were no seats on them. It was more like they were just steps, and I was walking on the edge of the wall that these bleachers made. As I was walking on the wall, I could look down and see the hallway from where I came. Suddenly I was sitting by these lunch tables on the other side of the gym, and I could still see the kid with the basketball from where I was. There was a basketball hoop at the bottom of the bleachers and in front of it, there were also a lot of hard, plastic benches. As I watched the kid with the basketball, he would jump really high on the spot where he was, and aim for the hoop, and make it. Then he would move up a step and do the same thing. Eventually, he was at the top, and I had a feeling he was going to fall. He jumped up really high, and the ball when in the hoop, but he took a nasty spill and fell face first into this metal bar and the plastic benches. Somehow, he managed to get up and walk this off, and the whole gym was amazed that he mad the shot. I turned around and I was suddenly in this room with Tom and Kyle. The room was dark, and there was a couch, where Tom and Kyle were sitting, and there was a small rug on the floor where I was sitting, and there was also a TV. This class had something to do with music theory because Mrs. Gunther-Brown, my music theory teacher, put on a video for us to watch. The video had a Caterpie from Pokemon trying to climb these vines, but things were shooting at him. In the background, Daisy Bell was playing, but it was in an, 8-bit style. For some reason, it was DE that church was relevant to the song and the video. I made a joke saying that this was "Super Church" or "Super Sunday" in reference to Super Nintendo. Tom and Kyle didn't think these were funny, and I continued with, "Church 64." It was like, in this whole dream, everyone thought I wasn't funny.

I woke up at this point, and forced myself to write down some dreams.

Next, I was at a relative's house. It may have been my aunt Sandy. The place was very run down, and the wooden floors and walls were getting torn up. I was on the computer for a little bit, but then I walked to this one bedroom. This room was very nice looking. The place was very orange, but it wasn't torn apart like the rest of the house. There was a bed to my right, and a support column to my left. I don't know what was on the other side of the support column. There was a small TV to the left of the bed. Anthony was there, and so was this other kid. They made a comment about how this Metal Gear Solid game sucked, and was a "bad game". I turned it on and realised that they came to this conclusion because his gun was shaped weird. Snake's gun was a marshmallow gun, and it was very small where he held it, and giant on the other end, with a yellow tank on the side. It actually looked pretty awesome now that I think about it. I mocked them, and they agreed with me, saying that it probably wouldn't affect the game. I turned it off, but then the other kid mentioned that there were other things wrong with the game. I turned it back on, and I started playing for a little bit. The setting of the game was this small military camp. Snake was wearing khakis, a wife-beater, black boots, and he had camouflage face paint. As he ran, the game was glitchy, and his arms folded back behind him. It looked pretty funny. I turned off the game. Suddenly this girl from school, Coralis, was in the room with us, and she was wearing this bionic suit, and it was DE that it was her birthday. She was playing Yu-Gi-Oh with some other person. There were two a big stacks of cards on this table between them with a magic card on top of each, and I realised that she needed to get magic cards back. I asked her if she had any cards that would bring magic cards back. Then I was sleeping. It was night, and I was sleeping in the bed that I saw when I walked into the room. The room was empty except for me, and I think I had a false awakening. I woke up, and it was still dark, but it was morning. I had morning wood, and my dick was pretty huge, and I marveled at this for a while. I got up and left the room though because I didn't want anyone finding out. Suddenly I was in this really large, walk-in bathroom complex. The whole place had bathroom tiles on the floor, and all the walls were like the walls to a bathroom stall. There was a giant window that spanned the main hallway. I walked down this hallway as I passed by paths I could have turned down in order to get to other bathrooms and showers. From a top view, the place was probably shaped like an "E", with the last hallway turning into a large room. There were a lot of celebrities there, but the only one I remember is Mila Kunis. I passed her as I turned down the hallway towards the big room. She was sitting on the window sill reading a book. Michael Richards may have been there as well. Anyway, as I walked past Mila to get to the larger room, I looked back and Sean and a bunch of mutual dream character friends replaced Mila. This new kid was with me, and Sean was yelling out to this kid, "Call me fatty," like that's the nickname he wanted. Recognising this as a really bad joke, I turned to the kid and tole him not to call him fatty. I knew it would just encourage more bad jokes from Sean. Anyway, this kid was new, and we were hazing him or something, but I was being nice to him. Then he turned to me and tried to show me his secret handshake. It started out with this constant and rapid high-five, and I suggested that instead, we could just shake hands. I demonstrated with a normal handshake. Then he insisted that his was more fun, so I let him continue. He mentioned that the shake then goes into this dance, and this is where he lost me. The dance involved waving both of your hands, one at a time, and then doing a pirouette. I mocked this stupid shake, by going along with it until it was my turn to do it. Instead of doing what he did, I punched him in the face twice, once with each hand, and then spin-kicked him in the jaw. One of the people from the group of friends came over and I told his about it and he said he did the same thing. We laughed. As I left, the placed was suddenly empty, and I saw Coralis by one of the bathroom stalls. I went out on a limb and asked, "Wanna fuck?" To my surprise, she was like, "Sure," and we went into a bathroom stall, which had a whole room, complete with a bed . I told her, "Just so you know, I'm a virgin." This discouraged her, and I said, "Well, then just give me a blowjob or a hand job." She said something about not wanting my dick to poke her or something. It was DE that dicks have this odd, poking, uncomfortable quality. I assured her that i didn't have this quality, and she would be fine. Dreams, man.

Woke up here, too. I may have had a slight sleep paralysis at one point. Maybe not here, but some point. And I was still half asleep, but I recognised it, but it went away fast. It may have just been a dream sleep paralysis that could have occurred during my false awakening.

The last set of dreams started out with me observing this one room (I wasn't there) with two characters from Star Wars. One was supposed to Darth Vader, but it looked nothing like him. The other was supposed to be a good guy, but not anyone specific. The room looked more like the set of Star Trek than Star Wars though. Anyway, this was supposed to be a Star Wars reunion special or something and this one guy was going to reprise his role as the anonymous good guy I saw. This guy looked like a mix of Mark Hamill and Pete Townshend from The Who, but was named Richard Keithson. It was DE that he was from The Who. After this, I was in Brian's truck. He was driving, and my mom was in the front passenger seat. I was in the back right seat, and it was DE that Brian was evil. There was some danger and fear surrounding him, and we drove off. This part of the dream repeated, and this time, this faceless dream character, who I felt a strong connection to, was sitting next to me. They knew what just happened, but I had to explain to them that he gets this way when _________ (I don't remember), or he gets like this every once in a while or something. Something about the situation came up a lot. Then they realised that this just happened recently, and they said, "Wow, already?"

Then there was this really vague bit that may or may not have involved a desert, Frieza, and me being a doctor with super powers. There also might have been some research facility in the distance or something. After this, I was in this very vibrantly colored town, as if everything was made of candy. The sky was lime green, and the roads were brown, and the side walks were yellow, etc. Alec left with his dad to go somewhere, and I had to move their car. In this dream, Alec's house was a pink mansion with a yellow fountain out front that spewed out a pink, cartoon liquid. His car was a limo-van. I had to put it in neutral and push it into the spot in front of their house. I was getting frustrated because I couldn't get it straight. It was around this time that I performed a reality check. I noticed that I had six fingers on one hand, and nine on the other. I had to count them a few times because I thought something was off but I wasn't sure. I may have been slightly lucid for a few seconds, but it was like I decided there was nothing to do, so I let go. Also, I remember accidentally thinking about waking up during my reality check, but I never woke up, which is the main reason for me not thinking this was lucid. Anyway, I was suddenly hundreds of feet above the car, and then the dream shifted to this room with a bunch of posters all around. This part of the dream may or may not have including climbing, or a bunch of high places, but I get that vibe, like I think I was climbing on these stacks of posters, and I could see miles below me, even though I was inside this room. As I'm typing this, I remember that there were other people in the room. They weren't people, but they were into the same thing I was doing. Anyway, accidentally ripped down this one poster of Speed Racer. Then my dream cut to the set of Friends, with Rachel and Monica. It was DE that they were all playing a prank on me, but Monica wasn't in on it, so she was inadvertently being pranked, too.

No WBTB until I'm better.

Also, I'm going to write this one as if it's a story. Let's see how this'll work out. The parts I don't remember will be represented as an ellipsis.

Expect it to jump around. There's going to be a few plot holes.



I could only use one element at a time, it seemed, represented by my failure to fuse rock and water. The mud born from the experiment sank me down to the bottom of the pond, where it then proceeded to restrict my movement. The room I was in was just large enough for a small pond, and a path around it that seemed to lead into the next room, marked by a dark doorway. The pond itself was wholly artificial, and resided within a large cubic indentation in the middle of the room. Lily pads of varying size and shape populated the surface of the somber-colored water, and every quick glance at the pond emulated within me the sense of danger that mixing elements presented me with. ...and jump from platform to platform, as you would in a game...on our adventure.


Anthony and I, along with some faceless friends, thought it best to use the rocket scooter. ...We knew we wouldn't be able to get out so easily. I took inventory of our surroundings. Snow blanketed the entire area, and business was booming. Crowds devoured the product stands, and tourists walked about the place. To my left, there was a stand built out of the walls of the enormous, inside-out hill we were all inside. While business was indeed flourishing, many people seemed eager to play in the water at the shore to my right. I could see through the hole above the stand in front of me that the Olympics were going to start soon. I looked up at the snowy hill we flew down, and could barely make out the top. The wall behind me responded to its doppelganger with a half-pipe sort of shape. With a bit of thought, I arrived at the idea of momentum. I mounted the rocket sled we came on and put my plan into action. It seemed to be working for a little bit, but I found myself sliding back down the hill only inches from my goal. Another man grabbed my attention when he grew frustrated with a similar problem to mine, and decided to dig his way out. Just then the dog was in many, tiny, blocky pieces, and committed a foul act on the red carpet. The house we were in consisted of only a single room, and a door to the road from where we came. There was a red couch at the far end of the room, and complemented the position of the door. Miscellaneous pictures and paintings hugged the maroon walls, and where there were none, there were windows from which I could make out the Olympic ditch far down below.


We needed to execute a quiet escape if we were going to get away from the experiments they were performing on human subjects. The sheer size of the island would be enough to discourage most people, but we were up to the task. Dylan and I kept our cool for the most part, but James Franco was nervous about our plan. The prison complex we were getting out of turned out easier to navigate than initially expected. Dylan's acid spit kept spewing from his mouth, and served as a constant reminder of the position we were in. We were out of the bulk of the complex, and we enter the night air. There wasn't much room on the metal rafters that we had to continue on. From the rafters, I could see the ocean. The calmness of the dark waters juxtaposed the danger we all faced. ...As I pulled myself up on the platform, I froze. The surveillance monkeys fled their cages, and knew their targets. I had to keep still until they turned away, and when they did, I seized my chance and climbed up. Hitler below me several stories down was not a happy fellow. James Franco chose a very bad time to have a nervous breakdown.

Sorry the third dream isn't written as strongly as the other two. I got lazy.

Also, I might do this again, but a little differently. I felt limited the way I did it this time.

No WBTB because I needed my rest, and I tried MILD, but no LD.

First, I remember there was this crazy, deranged, disturbed, dangerous, wizard serial killer on the loose. Like he had the power of the devil or something. I don't remember his name, but it had the number 18 at the end. He was very tall, and kinda big, and he had very curly brown hair. At the end of this dream segment, he came into our house (I think it was DE that only I knew he was evil) and I shook his hand to meet him, and he seemed like a nice guy.

Next, I was in a boat with Radiohead (I don't know why they keep showing up in my dreams, I don't like them that much) and my mom and her friend, Debbie, were in a boat ahead of us. My mom was writing down on this paper things that we were going to order from this pizza place. We had a bunch of stuff on the list, and then my mom puts the list (it was a notebook) in the water, so it would float to us, and we could write what we want. But since the drift was pushing us backwards, the list moved forward, away from us, and we had to start over. There was also this part where Debbie and her daughter were in this weird abandoned warehouse.

Then, I was in school, but it was just this hall with a bunch of tables, like a lunch room, but it wasn't a lunch room. It was like a conversation hall or something. I wrote "convention" in my dream journal, so I guess it was that. Anyway, I was sitting next the Kate, and across from me was Rebecca. There was a TV near our table, and we were about to watch something. I got up and walked around. I found Lawrence (that annoying kid from that other dream) and I found out he was getting his life together, and he had a job. I was actually happy for him, and he pointed to his girlfriend, who looked like a dude, and I said, "Boy she's hot," just to humor him. Anyway, I went to sit down again, and everyone had these lists. On them was like a catalog of things we could watch I think. The list was set up like a chart, and it looked more like it listed classes and such rather than movies or something. Either way, I noticed that each column was a different category, like on any normal list, with things like names of classes, numbers, and other boring things. But then I noticed that one column mention Lulu (In regard to the Metallica/Lou Reed album) and that each category had obscenities rather than boring statistics, like "tits" and "rape". I thought this was funny because it stood out, and I laughed out loud. Kate said, "What's so funny?" I explained the whole thing to her, but she didn't get it. Eventually we were watching the TV, and it was this weird movie that would sound like the Matrix if I explained it here, but it wasn't anything like that. In the movie, one part had Madonna materialise without her clothes on, and then gradually, her clothes materialised onto her. I made a joke saying, "In real life, Madonna's clothes don't usually go back on that easily."

I might have had another false awakening. I remember writing down in my dream journal the events of the Radiohead/boat dream. Actually now that I think about it, I woke up, and I was thinking of what to put down, but I was doing it with my eyes closed, and I started to fall asleep thinking about it. So I wrote down a bunch of stuff, then I realised I was falling asleep, or I fell asleep, or something...then I woke up and had to write it all again. I don't know...I'm not counting this one as a false awakening.

The next dream was more vivid. The first part was that I was this hero or something, and I had to fight Wolverine, who was the villain. We were in this room with a section of floor, but then parts that dropped off to spikes down below. I kept knocking Wolverine into the spikes, and I almost killed him, or I killed his partner (I don't really know) by crushing their head. Then Wolverine retreated. I was left in the room with the Penguin from Batman, and he took a notice to the walls of the room, which were made of trees. The walls had large scratches in them, and the Penguin mentioned, "I remember when I got these scars," as if the scratches on the wall were scars on his person. Just then, the scratches started to bleed. The Penguin looked at me and said it was amazing that I didn't have any scars on my face (presumably from fighting so much). Then I exited the room from this high-up balcony. Suddenly I was in a Hogwarts-esque school, and I had to get to class, and I was late because I was fighting Wolverine. When I got to the class room, which actually looked a lot like something from Harry Potter, I noticed that Wolverine was my teacher, and we had to put on this act because no one was supposed to know that he was evil, and I was a hero. In this part of the dream, I was a very Harry Potter-like character, but I was Harry Potter. For example, I was pretty well known, and I didn't know anything about the world of magic because I was raised by muggles. I entered the classroom, and Wolverine mentioned the next page of the text book that we had to read. Since I was late, he chose for me to read it. I hurried to my seat as the class watched me, and made fun of me. I took out my text book, and tried to remember what page he said. I asked the kid next to me, and he refused to tell me, so I looked at his book. Apparently, this was enough to prove his point, as Wolverine didn't have me read the passage. There was something very off about the social norms of this place, as well. Then this girl across from me, told me to scoot this stool over to her. I did it, assuming it was hers. Well, it turned out to be this popular girl's stool, and she yelled at me for giving it to some "unpopular pig." I looked at her and said in frustration, "Well, I don't know! I was just introduced to magic! How am I supposed to know who's stool it is?!" As if it had something to do with magic. The unpopular girl kicked it back over to me, and I kicked it over to the popular girl, who was at a table in the row in front of me. She went to stop it with her foot, but when she did, it shattered into pieces. She looked at me, like she was going to blame it on me. I stood up and screamed at her, "YOU kicked it! YOU broke it!! YOU'RE AN IDIOT!!!" I was very tired of everyone making fun of me. Then for some reason, the whole incident was forgotten as one of the students was whispering to a friend about how there's a rumor going on that their teacher might be the one with "the metal hands" (referring to Wolverine's claws. Remember, it was kept secret). Wolverine overheard them and said to the class in a reassuring and parental tone, like an uncle to a nephew, "No, I am not the metal man." Then one of the kids mentioned syphilis. Don't ask me why, but it was DE that this was a good thing. It wasn't referring to any disease, but rather just a likable trait. Anyway, everyone knew that the metal man had syphilis, and one of the kids mentioned that their teacher, Wolverine also had syphilis. In an effort to mess with his students in a playful way, he mentioned, "But I DO have syphilis. I don't know, kids, maybe I AM the metal man after all." He was very charismatic with the students. Then, suddenly we were doing this experiment. Wolverine turned off the lights, and we had to observe these jars. In the jars, there were apples, and applesauce with cinnamon, but it was DE that it was sand, and a sand storm. We had to observe what was happening, and anything important that we saw. Like I mentioned earlier, the social norms were very strange. It was frowned upon to work outside of a group, although everyone in my group wasn't talking to each other. After observing, Wolverine turned the lights back on, and he asked the class what they saw. People were raising their hands, and mentioning things like the colors, and the shapes, but not the obvious. I went to raise my hand to mention that there as a storm inside the jar. But people got mad at me, and Wolverine called on the top kid in class. He mention other things but not the storm. Then Wolverine called on this kid in the front who had to pay the top kid in class to be able to say the correct answer, which was the storm.

The last part of the dream was only a fragment. It had something to do with a computer program that was essentially a bicycle kit, and the name of it was this pun for bikes, but I'm sure it wouldn't make sense in waking reality, even if I did remember what it was.

Tried WBTB, no LD. Sorry if this one feels rushed. It's mostly because it is.

First, there was this Halloween party I was supposed to attend. It was at one of the houses I see on the way to Alec's, but it was Jing was going to be there too, and this other Asian chick who I don't know lived there. I was supposed to go there with Ephraim. I also wrote down "green/red", "strawberry", and "yuigoh", but I don't remember their significance, although I do remember that they had to do with this part of the dream. I also wrote down the word "plants" in quotations, meaning there was weed somewhere in the dream, but I don't remember that either. Anyway, suddenly I was in this other house with Sean, Onyx (school nerd), and some other faceless people. Onyx started talking about twitter to me, saying that everyone in school uses it to remember their homework. I said, "Why would I do that when I could just type it on my phone?" Then I got up in his face and said, "You jelly?" In case you aren't familiar, that's internet lingo for "are you jealous?" Then I realised how stupid this was and went to go sit down, embarrassed. As I went to go sit down, Sean gave off the vibe that he was one of the nerds or something. On Onyx's computer, he had this list of names, and it had something to do with LAN. I saw names like Abe Lincoln, Linkin Park, Sean Connery, etc.

Then I had a false awakening in my room. It looked like my room, but I still knew that this was before the Halloween party. It was DE that I took a nap before going. I didn't do a RC because my brain hates me.

At the party, which now took place in this swag mansion/restaurant, there was a guy who was supposed to be V from V for Vendetta, but he wasn't wearing a mask, and he was a well-known DE actor. All of a sudden, when this one guy comes up behind V, V turns around around shoots him. The guy didn't even have any bad intentions. Anyway, one of the shots fired missed, and went outside and some guy outside dodged the bullet. Andrea and I saw this, and we agreed that this was impossible (NO RC? WHY?!?). Back inside, V had his victim on a table, and he just kept shooting him, but he just wouldn't die. He shot him like ten times, then turned around to walk away, but then the victim would muster up all of his strength to raise his own gun and shoot back. Then V would turn around and shoot him again, like ten times. This repeated for a while.

Then I was in Anthony's living room, but he wasn't there. It was just me, and Dad, and the one couch was on the other side of the room, and everything was white. Dad kept making these comparisons that I didn't understand, like he was referencing things that came before my time or something, and I don't remember what he was comparing, but it had something to do with me. Then I was on Family Guy, except I think I was just watching this part. Stewie and this other character were racing, and they had to race without teleporting. They were in this futuristic looking park, and the whole place looked like a gigantic jungle gym. Stewie, who was sort of me, won, and he said, "This is the greatest moment of my life! Aaaaaand...now it's gone." I guess the feeling wore off quickly.

I woke up at 7 AM.

Back to sleep.

The next dream I had was started a sequence of dreams. I don't remember what I was doing before hand, or if I was doing anything before hand, but I was stuck on the side of the road. It was raining hard, and there were major floods. The side of the road was completely flooded to the point where you could swim in it. In my dream, I don't know if I couldn't swim, or the water was just too violent, but I was drowning. There was a lot of dirty grass all in the water. There was this guy not too far away sitting with some of his buddies in lawn chairs. They had a tent up and they were just enjoying some beers. Keep in mind we are on this desolate road in the middle of a serious weather situation. I yelled for help, and at first this guy didn't want to help because he didn't feel like getting up. The guy also looked familiar, I think he was a teacher at my school. I yelled for help again, and he finally got up, and it was DE that he was only doing this for fame and fortune. There was another person drowning with me, and the guy who saved me, only grabbed my hand, so I thought fast, and grabbed the other guy's hand to save him too. Then the dream told me the tide was low, so I started to walk home. I saw Rocky, my cat, and I was worried about him, so I picked him up and took him with me. As I was walking this group of kids were walking on the right side on the road. I told them that they could get hit by a car on that side since they can't see behind them. However, every time a car went by, they miraculously didn't get hit.

Then I was at the old house. I'm pretty sure Avatar: The Last Airbender was on TV. The show's plot had something to do with the planet about to explode, and Aang went into outer space to-I have no idea. Anyway, Anthony, his mom, and his sister, Alexis were there, and suddenly, I was in this room with Alexis. I was supposed to talk to her because for some reason, Anthony, and their mom couldn't get through to her, which would never happen in real life. We were in this room (sort of DE that it was inside the TV, but not really) that had plain walls, some art tables, and a door leading out. There was a clothes line that was holding up some papers with art on them. Anyway, we were talking about her interest in art. She was saying that she likes art, but she doesn't see the point in going to school for it, since she knows how to paint. I told her that she may think she knows everything there is to know, but she will get to school and realise that there is so much more for her to learn. As I was talking, I saw Anthony and his mom walk past the doorway to the room, so they could peak in to see how I was doing. This part of the dream could have paralleled my predicament in music, which was similar to Alexis's in the dream.

Then I was back on the road still walking home, except now, I wasn't there, and I was replaced by Alann, and some of his friends. They were late for a party that I was already at. I went inside the house for the party, and I was pretty nervous because I didn't know anyone. I remember it being very sunny outside, like after a storm, and there was a brilliant garden out front. When I walked in the door, there was a room to the left, and if you walked forward, you found the kitchen. Jimmy Neutron's mom was the host of the party, and when I walked in, she offered me this cake that had chocolate on top, vanilla ice cream in the middle, and Oreo cookie on the bottom. It was DE that the father was going to be late for his own kid's birthday party. The father in question was Alann, but now he was some other guy. The dream cut to this guy, who looked like a modern version of Fred Flintstone. He got sidetracked on his way home, even though he was like a block away, and he went to this amusement park. The only thing at the park was this roller coaster that had three or four different tracks, so that four different trains can ride at the same time. Suddenly I was on this platform at the top of the roller coaster, and I saw Rocky on the tracks. I was worried about him again, and I climbed onto the roller coaster tracks to save him. The tracks were very thin, and I could sit on them, as if sitting on a horse. I looked down, and I realised that I was very high up; all I could see were the very small tops of the trees of a forest down below. For some reason this didn't bother me, as I had to hop from track to track to avoid the roller coaster as they went by. The trains were only one car in length.

Anyway, we all get back to the party, and the dad got there JUST in time. Then, we all ate. The host was suddenly Anthony's mom, and I kept dropping food on my lap, and looking over out of the corner of my eye to see if she noticed. I saw that she did notice, and I was pretty embarrassed. The food we ate were these very large trays of steak, peas, carrots corn, and various meats. The vegetables were scattered all over the whole thing, and the steak was in cupcake form. The tray next to that had a bunch of meat that looked like sushi, and it also had these circular rolls of ham (it was DE that they were like my mom makes, although she doesn't make rolls of ham lol). Someone on the other side of the table told me that there was also ham, not just steak, so I tried some of it. This food was the best thing I have ever tasted in my entire life. It was so juicy, and tender, and it just tasted so amazing. Everything at the table tasted great, and when everyone else was done eating, and they went into the other room, I was still at the table eating. Since it was a dream, I couldn't get full, and I just kept eating for a while.

Then I met up with everyone in the next room. There was this robot on the couch, and he had a yellow, pointy head, with a visor over where his eyes would be. He had a round body, and was pretty short. The host of the party powered him up, and we all became miniature, and we went inside this robot dummy. It was supposed to be a simulation of a real body, but for party purposes, it was a rental robot. Inside the body, which reminded me a lot of Bowser's Inside Story, there were there monkey bars made of organs, and there was this ball pit and slide made of organs that all the kids were playing on. But then, I realised that we were trapped. There was this one exit to the body where we were suddenly under this surreal (think Little Big Planet) ocean, and the water was too high (because of the flood in the beginning) so we couldn't leave. I try calling Plankton for help (from Spongebob) on this phone, but it didn't work. Then I went back into the meaty, organ room that we were all initially in, and I saw that everyone else was still having their fun, oblivious to the fact that we were stuck in here. The host, at this point, now morphed into a pink fish. I realised that we needed to call Plankton so he could save us. And I also realised that if you ate this certain kind of food, it changes your urine, so that it can power the phone. A lot of the parents there were suddenly bloopers from Mario (the squids), and their urine would be the most potent. While they worked on this, I went back to the under-sea spot. I found a giant metal pole that I tried to stick out of the ground so that this spider that was on it could crawl up, then onto this tree, and go get help. When the spider was crawling up, I could feel the vibrations through the pole. It was pretty weird. Debbie, my mom's friend, was suddenly there next to me, and she was worried that we wouldn't get out. Then the tide was low again, and I walked out. I walked towards the ocean, which was now an under-sea beach, and to the left, and up a hill. Everyone was disappointed because they ate all of that special food for nothing. When we were out of the body and back at the house, I realised that the host fish had this slot on her stomach. It was for a pole attachment, so I took the pole, put it in the slot, and held up the fish, like a balloon. I showed her around the house, as if she was a guest. Then I showed her outside, as if she was unfamiliar with our world. The seasons changed right in front of us, so I could show her each season.

Woah I have a lot of dreams to write down. I did a WBTB without an alarm, and I tried MILD. No lucid dreams, but very soon.

DE= Dream-established. It's something that you just automatically know in the dream, without something having to tell you.

I had apple cinnamon oatmeal before bed, and had very vivid dreams. I'm trying that again, to see if there is any correlation.

First, I was at the old house with Anthony and John, and we were smoking. I can't fully remember what happened at this part of the dream, but everything on TV was amazing to us. One thing I remember was seeing a pool table on TV that had a hidden tray to store things, and I made a pretty funny comment...but I don't remember it. Then Anthony started talking about something while Beyonce was on TV, and while he was talking, she morphed into three fat black chicks, and they were in the desert. I made a joke about this, first saying, "Look, Anthony! You've talked for so long, they all got fat!" But then I thought of a better one, and said, "Anthony, you've been talking for so long, that their skin has been burnt to a crisp!" We all knew they were already black, and they were in the desert, so it was funny. (I hope that doesn't sound racist.)

Then, because of the desert, I was suddenly in the military, and we were training. We were all crawling around the desert in the sand (although in plain sight, so I don't know how this was good training) and we had to act like we were picking up live grenades and throwing them away. Then the drill sergeant said we were dogs of war I think, because then we were all literally dogs. I remember making a joke about it, but it was in bad taste, or badly received, and everyone was staring at me. I remember looking back at them, and seeing a bunch of wolves, and their eyes were so clear and vivid. They were all yellow, and each one had a different-shaped pupil. Then the drill sergeant said that (since we were dogs) when we see the enemy, we aim for their balls. He was very enthusiastic about this, "YOU GOTTA GET THEIR BALLS! YOU GRAB HOLD OF THEM AND AAAARRGRGRHGFHBSDJFKVBDILURFJK!!!" It was pretty unsettling. As we ran back to the camp, we ran over a bunch of hills and the camp's "living room" was in plain sight, without any walls, so we just ran right in. Then I was human again, and Sean was there. It was DE that he was there with us the whole time. The room we were in was blandly colored, with a single couch in the middle, and a kitchen with a bar counter to the right, across from the couch. If you walked forward, then you get to this circular room that leads back outside. Then we all had to clean the camp. I wanted to listen to music while cleaning, so I turned on the radio, and Radiohead was on. The song sounded pretty good, so I held my ear up to the radio to get a better listen, but then the drill sergeant turned on a second radio in the circular room, and turned on Katy Perry. He turned it up really loudly as if challenging me. I changed my channel to his, and turned it up as well so I could suck up to the drill sergeant, and so we could have surround sound (since two radios were playing the same thing). To change the channel on the radio, there was just this dial on top, with ridges in it for grip, and there was an arrow on top of the dial, and there were preset, yellow sections that the dial clicked into. I remember it was DE that Sean had a bad attitude, and another reason I switched the station was to look better than my brother, who he is obviously going to compare me to. Suddenly, we were in this hallway that circled around this middle room, so that you could continuously walk around the room in the hallway. There were two places along the hallway in which you could turn and walk into the middle room. The middle room had some tables, and the walls were clear, so you could see into the hallway, but it was a pretty small room. The walls in the hallway were pretty similar to the walls in the ambulances in Killer7 when you fight Andrei Ulmeyda in that the walls were conjumbled with things, but it wasn't medical supplies. It was more like just a bunch of dark colors, but the hallway still had that look to it, and it was cut up into sections like the ambulances. At the same time, it had the feel to it like it was below deck on ta battleship. On one part of the hallway, there was a doorway that led into a room that had everyone's parents. That room was very clean-looking, and had white walls, a soft carpet, a white couch in the middle, a bunch of chairs all around, a TV, and a plastic plant or two. If you kept walking in the hallway to the right, the next wall had a "school lunch" look to it, probably because that's where everyone got there food. There was an Asian guy cleaning this very metal counter, and the janitor from Ned's Declassified behind the counter mopping up some stuff. Sean and I were standing at the doorway to the parents room, and we could see a bunch of parents sitting in all the chairs, and we saw our parents sitting on the couch. It was Mom and Brian, but Dad wasn't there. All the mothers were crying because their kids were in the military, and I noticed this, and realised that our mom was crying the most. There was an instructor in the room, or maybe it was the drill sergeant, and he was telling the parents about the place, just explaining the place like a talking brochure. After this, Mom and Brian came out of the room, and I remember begging my mom to let me come home, "You don't understand! I'm not this kind of person, I will be miserable here! This isn't for me!" It was DE that they sent Sean and I here, for discipline or something, and my mom ignored everything I just said. It was also DE that it was my birthday. For some reason, they went after Sean, as if he did something really bad. It was slightly DE that Sean sent me and him to the military, and it was against my will. So maybe that why they were going after him. Sean ran off to the right, and we all chased him. After one full walk around the complex, and we got back to the point we started, he kept walking, but this time, my mom went after him, and Brian went the other way to trap him. They didn't know about the middle room, but I did. It's always been known between Sean and I that I was pretty weak, and he was a lot stronger than me. So when I went into the middle room to stop him in case he went in the other way, and he walked in the other way and saw me, he thought, "Oh, it's just Chris, he's not going to do anything." He walked up to me prepared to hit me. All of a sudden, everything was in slow motion, and every kick, punch, or hit he threw at me, I just deflected. It was pretty cool. Then Mom started to come in because she saw that he had no where to go. As she got closer, Sean threw a punch at her, but I noticed this and went to push his arm away. I saw my chance to catch him off guard, and I palmed him in the face twice. He fell back and landed on one of the tables. I looked at him, and his face was completely messed up, and I immediately felt extremely bad. I looked out to the janitor, or had a small bucket-like wheelchair, and I said, "We need that wheelchair." He looked at me, as if horrified and started to back up and run back into the kitchen, which was on the other side of the counter that the Asian was cleaning. I ran out of the room screaming, "WE NEED THAT WHEELCHAIR!" Then I woke up.

I don't know why we were so violent in this dream. I assure you, we aren't like this in real life lol.

It was 4 AM, and I went back to sleep.

There was a small dream fragment that sort of connects these two dreams. There was a classroom in the military camp. The people in the were This kid Vinny, a girl version of him, and some other kid, who I felt a strong connection to. From that point on, the girl version of Vinny was no longer that, but was now some blonde chick. Anyway, the whole group turned out to be the unpopular kids, but they were really cool to hang out with. Suddenly I was in a car with them, and it was DE that we have been hanging out for quite some time now, and we were going to one of their houses. I found out that they were looking for a new best friend, and the top three candidates were me, Sean, and Ned Bigby from Ned's Declassified School Survival Guide. Suddenly, I was out on this street at night, and Sean and I were racing to get to their house first, because then we would be a better friend. Sean took off in a car, and I had to run. When we got there (somehow at the same time) We rang the door bell, and Ned Bigby answered. We were confused, but then we found out that they chose him, and we were disappointed.

There was also an even smaller dream fragment that took place at a football stadium or something. It was a game show, and on the field goal post, there were a bunch of pods with people in them on each side of the field goal post. The pods were attached to giant, stretchy bands, and the game had something to do with transferring something from pod to pod as they bounced around and got near each other. There was also a part of this dream that had something to do with some sort of danger, but I don't remember what it was. I wrote down "witnesses" in my dream journal to remind me. I don't remember.

The next dream I had, I was at lunch at school. The cafeteria was set up like Carson, but the rest of the school was set up like the high school, even the lunch lady was the high school one. I only remember one of the people I was sitting with, and it was Rebecca Torres from school. I had this bag with me, and it was made out glow sticks. I had a hard time tying the handles together to close the bag. It was multicolored and very vibrant. I put it under the table for safe keeping during the lunch period. I don't think there was anything in the bag. It was just a bag made out of glow sticks-nothing else. I got up to go get my lunch. For lunch they had school pizza, and Dominos pizza, although they looked the same except for their shape; one was square, but I don't remember which one. I had some sort of discount for some reason, and I could get one slice of Dominos pizza for free. I the next slice would cost the same amount as a normal lunch. So instead of getting one slice, I got two for the same price. After waiting in line for what seemed like forever, I got to the front, and tried to put in my pin number, which, in the dream, was 8693-7643. It didn't work, and I was like, "Are you sure? This has always been my pin number. Let me try again." It still didn't work. Annoyed, and without my lunch, I left the lunch room to get help from a teacher about it. On my way out, I saw some dude playing the piano. The piano had two sets of keys, and he started playing a Weezer song. It was a DE song. Then he started playing a song that started out with a repetition of a major first, and a minor fourth. This black chick wearing glasses standing next to me seemed to have the sheet music for this song. I asked her if she wrote this song, because it was really good. She said, "No, I wish. It's by one of my favorite bands, *DE name*." I said, "Oh, really? I love that band! They remind me a lot of Kunek [check 'em out, reader!], which is really the same band as Other Lives, if you've ever heard of them." She said she never has heard of them, but for some reason this establishes us as hitting it off. She writes down the name of the band (Kunek) on her paper, and she goes to class. I realise that we forgot to exchange numbers. For some reason, this weird, ugly chick from school, who NEVER showered, I swear (I think her name was Crystal) thought I was hitting on her rather than the black chick. So now she likes me. Fantastic. I ignore this for now, and head to the hallway, to get a teacher to help me about the pin number situation. I put a bunch of golf balls in my mouth because for some reason, when you go ask a teacher about anything, it is customary to have bunch of golf balls in our mouth. The golf balls started to get soggy, and they got chewy and tasteless like old bubble gum. I walked up to a teacher, and seeing my golf balls said, "Yes, we know about the pin numbers. No one's pin number is working because they were all reset, and the teachers are having a hard time too. Go back to class." I was annoyed by this because I realised I put golf balls in my mouth for nothing. When I head back to the lunch room, I see a different line in the back of the lunch room, opposite the normal lunch line. This new line is for people whose pin numbers aren't working. I go there, and wait in line. This annoying kid, Lawrence, who pretty much everyone at my school thought was annoying, was standing in line with me, mocking me the whole time because my pin number didn't work. When we got to the front of the line, Lawrence, who was in front of me, was denied his food because he had no money. Suddenly he became fickly apologetic, and said things like, "Yo, Chris, you gotta help me man, we're friends, right? We've always got along, I'll pay you back I swear." Even the teacher, who was taking everyone's orders like a waiter turned so that his back was to Lawrence. I ordered my pizza. As I was doing this, it was DE that the ugly chick was hitting on me again. Later, when I went back to class, I went up to the chick, and asked her what was up. She said, after giggling and blushing, "I think you're pretty." Now that I think about it, that's a weird thing to call a guy. To be polite, I said, "Look, I think you're pretty too, but I don't see you that way. There is nothing between us. I'm sorry." As I said this, I got a wave of embarrassment because everyone was watching, and I'm sure they thought that I actually thought she was pretty. I ignored this and continued as I walked out of the classroom, "So we're cool, right? No hard feelings?" As I said this, I did that weird gun finger thing, as if to say that we were still cool with each other. She hated me for the rest of the dream. After school, I walked to my car, which was really Mom's Hyundai, and I got in it to drive home. The parking lot was the parking lot to the middle school/intermediate school. When I was driving home, this DE Youtube song started. It was a comedy video. The words had something to do with an old man driving, and seeing a bunch of young kids playing on the sidewalk and everything, and this infuriated him. Anyway, this part of the dream looped. For about 3 or 4 times, I walked to my car and drove home to that song. On the third time or something, I accidentally got into the car next to mine, which is weird because my car is silver, and this one is yellow. This kid, Ryne, was sitting in the passenger seat, and he just stared at me, confused. Fortunately, I'm pretty cool with this kid, so I just casually got out, and got into my car. Then the ugly chick walks up, and gets into the yellow car. It is DE that she is dating Ryne. She looks at me and scowls at me. From inside my car, I look at Ryne and give this throw-hands-up-shrug-shoulders move to show him that I was just as confused as he was when I got into his car. We both laugh, and I drive home to the song again.

Then, suddenly I was surfing Youtube because of the song. Every page on Youtube had a psychedelic foreground that covered most of the page. There was a small hole in the foreground, and you could barely see what was going on. Suddenly, I was in this room with beige walls, a pale, leather couch, and a glass coffee table in front of the couch. There was a doorway that could be seen from the couch, and I think it led to a bathroom. The whole place was DE that it was a Google office. There was a hallway opposite the bathroom doorway that led to this reception desk. There was big window on this hallway that spanned the whole wall of the room I was in. Behind the couch, was this big piece of glass that I was under. I was transformed into a girl, and I was wearing only this really small tee-shirt that came down to the top of my thigh. These people who work there, came up to me while I was under the glass, and they helped me out. They let me spend the night on the couch, because they were going to interview me in the morning. I didn't have any covers, and it was pretty cold in the room. The Trix rabbit was sleeping on the glass behind me, and I think he had something to do with the fact that I was a girl. I remember thinking that it was pretty awesome that I had boobs. I was playing with them, and then I touched my new Va-jay-jay to see what it felt like. It felt very...uh...real. I fell asleep, and woke up on the same couch in the same room in the same clothes, but I was a boy again, and I didn't want the people who work there to know because then they would kick me out, and I would have no where to go. They would kick me out because I wasn't the same person.

AAAAARRRGHHH!!!! I just realised that I always do a reality check right when I wake up, but I didn't do one here.

Anyway, the Trix rabbit was gone, and now it was Bugs Bunny. He had a plan to get us out of there safely. He pulled one of his cross-dressing schemes, one of which is way too complicated to go into detail here. But the end result is that he ended up with a clone of himself, and they seeing each other. And his clone was him, but it was a girl. But they were both cross-dressing in such a way that they were both gay and straight at the same time. And at the end of this dream segment, They were trapped in a doorway with the people from Google coming after them, but since Bugs's plan worked, they had a fail-safe. The two Bugs Bunnies kissed, and then the original one looked at the "screen" of the dream. He had this shocked look on his face, and this whole scene was reminiscent of the famous scene at the end of 2001: A Space Oddyssey. From Bugs's eyes came this wave of green. If you have ever played Super Mario RPG on the SNES, then you have seen this. In the final battle, where you fight Smithy, one of his moves turns the screen green, and it looks very psychedelic. When Bugs looked at the "screen" of the dream, this flashed across the screen, but it "waved" across the screen from left to right. What this whole thing did was change the whole universe so that monsters and humans sort of coexist, but monsters are on top. Then, my dream went through this sort of "let's get you up to speed" kind of thing. I saw scenes from important parts of this new history that explained how we now live in this paranormal kind of society, with monsters and such running about. Things that were established were that humans lost this war to the monsters (of Hell maybe) and that there were these magic minerals that came off certain people, and these would have won the war, but we couldn't get enough of them in one place at one time. At one point there was only one in the world left, and Dib from Invader Zim found the last one in this alley way, but a monster took it and ate it. Then he made some comment about humans being made of cheese, and for some reason this upset the monster society, and now they hold a grudge against us.

Before the next logical part of the dream, there was this part where I was with people from Avatar: The Last Airbender. We were on this giant vehicle, which was like a train, but it was rickety and wooden, and had a lot of open spaces on it. We were in some sort of desert. I was talking to Sokka, who pretty much just called his sister easy, because he said, "Yeah, dude, you could totally have sex with her. She has a thing for people with powers." Suddenly, we were under attack from Haku from Naruto, who was attacking us from under the train. He was throwing a crap ton of needles that cut through the floor of the train and they were everywhere. You just had to constantly move and just hope that you didn't get hit. I think I was supposed to be Naruto, but only in name. But somehow, during the end of this dream, I wasn't him anymore as I started to enter the next part of the dream. I remember Kitara referring to Naruto as "Poji", pronounced Poh-jee. It was supposed to be his nickname or something. When she was calling his name, they were all in this purple carriage that was going through this very populated city with all of these monsters and such.

Anyway, the "camera" to the dream started panning out from this, and that's when she called Naruto Poji. As it panned out more, I found my self in first person walking through this massive crowd of demons and monsters and otherworldly beings. I was in a city that had a bunch of run down shops and such. I was with my mom, and two other men. There was this part where I was expected to perform, or sing, in with some people, like Sean did (DE), but I never did this. I don't remember what this had to do with anything. I think it was supposed to be the last time I ever performed as one person because of what happened next. The two other men we were with served a purpose. In the society we were now a part of, there were some people who had three heads, so they can be stronger. The one guy, who was pretty buff, dressed in all black and had red hair, was supposed to be the host. Me, and the other guy, who I didn't get a good look at, were supposed to be the other two heads. We reached this one row of carnival games and food stands. The host turned to me and said, "You get to pick. Left or right?" I was confused at this and asked what he meant. He clarified, saying, "Which side do you want to be on?" The other guy went along with all of this very easily, but I had my share of questions. I knew it wasn't going to hurt, but I also knew that I would never be able to turn back after I donated my head. I asked things like, "Will be all be treated equally? Or will you be the dominant head? How much freedom will I have to move around and stuff?" As I was asking this, the host bought food for only himself, and also bought two mini bowls of cream, to which my dismay, I could recognise as head cream. This meant that we WOULDN'T be treated equally, and this was a very selfish move on the host's part. The cream was just for the maintenance of my head, and the other guy's head. I decided I didn't want to do this anymore. Luckily, it was actually my choice, and I didn't have to go with it. I decided I wanted to get something to eat. For some reason, my mom was working at one of the food stands. They were very tall, and unrealistic. All there was to eat was monster food. But I looked harder and found some pizza. I wanted to by some, and Mom said, "That'll be 8 dollars." I said, "8 dollars for one slice of pizza?" She clarified, "No, it's 2 dollars for the other stuff [it was suddenly DE that I also bought a drink and a snack] and 5 dollars for the pizza." I know this doesn't add up to 8, but that's what she said. I refused to pay, and instead I bought a pack of skittles at this stand that had an impossible amount of skittles. Then these two guys came up to me and my mom, who was now with us again (not working), and they demanded that we give them our money. It was DE that we only needed to give some of our money. For some reason, I had thousands upon thousands of dollars in my pocket. Each bill had either a 2, 5, 10, 20, or 30 on them, and this indicated thousands, so 2 thousand, 5 thousand, etc. I gave him only a little bit of my money because Mom pulled a sneaky, clever move where I give him a few large bills, but then I fold my money over so that a small bill is showing (so it looks like I have little left) and I put that back in my pocket. I messed up and didn't fold the money over, so the robbers saw me put a 30 thousand dollar bill back in pocket. They said, "Hey, let me see that again, are you trying to pull something?" Luckily, I folded the money over in my pocket, and when I pulled it out they only saw 2 thousand, and we were free to go.

This was the longest, most chronologically sound, and vivid I've had in a very, very long time. Crazy stuff.

I forgot to WBTB because I took such a long break from it. I remembered it as I was falling asleep, but I was too tired to get up. I tried to WILD as I fell asleep. I was really starting to relax and keep my mind clear, but I ended up falling asleep. In the bad way. No lucid dreams. But I really feel like they are coming soon.

Another bad dream recall night.

First up, is this Metroid dream. It was Metroid because the character was Samus, but the game was very different. It was more like a puzzle game, and you had to climb up these stairs that you need to make a certain way, and even then, you had to climb up them in the right order or something like that. I can't remember the rest of it.

Next was this dream about the show Friends. They were in Monica's apartment, and Rachel was wearing a very revealing shirt, and Ross was staring at her.

Rachel: Can I help you?

Ross: Uh...no! You may not help me.

Rachel: You know, you've seen boobs before...you've seen THESE boobs before.

Ross: Yeah, well, I just wish things didn't have to be this way. (They divorced in the show)

Rachel: You know what? Me neither, but we just don't make a very good couple.


The next dream was only a little snippet of a dream. It was starting as I woke up. I took that venom stuff from Spider-Man, and I grew two more arms, and I had super strength. I wish I would have stayed asleep for that one lol.

No lucid dreams. I fell asleep while trying MILD, and I did the WBTB earlier than expected, because I forgot to take out the trash last night.

Before I woke up to take the trash out, all of my "dreams" consisted of these faux "reality checks" on loop. It's like my mind was just running through them over and over, but it really wasn't a dream if that makes sense. I wouldn't call it a dream anyway. If I did call it a dream, then the entire time leading up to the WBTB was a constant loop dream of my checking my hands as the reality check. Maybe I need a good night's rest? At least they are happening A LOT in my sleep now, so there's that.

When I went back to sleep after the WBTB, I really started to dream. Perhaps my REM periods were too short in the time leading up to the WBTB, and maybe that's why I had these "dreams." But ANYWAY...


The first thing I remember is walking with Maria to some place. I think we were seeing each other or something.

Then, there was this dream where it was Sean's birthday. It was actually his birthday in real life on the 26th, so that makes sense. For his birthday, we were getting him this really expensive chocolate, which sounds pretty depressing now that I think about it. Anyway, before that we were having really expensive pizza, and we only had one. It was like we were running out of pizza fast, and we were worried we would have to pay for another, or that the other one wouldn't come in time - oh wait!...it was that we were running out, and we paid for the other already, but we were afraid that it wasn't coming. Then I had to go get the chocolate. It was in the closet of this room that I would be in in a later dream. In the closet, there was this big machine, not unlike a coffee bean dispenser in a supermarket, except this one was a lot more futuristic and electronic. The chocolate was shaped like pumpkin seeds, and the pricing was $75.87 to start. You needed to put that much down to buy any in the first place. After you were going to buy a certain amount, the price started going up. I couldn't figure out the stupid machine, because the interface was horrible. There were three buttons placed on the machine so that there was one button on top of another, and another button next to the bottom one. The top button went through the selections, and the bottom button went back, but if you pressed the bottom one, you had to press the button next to it to make it so the top button would be set to cycle through the selections again, otherwise it would now be the "confirm order" button. Anyway, I was getting annoyed, and my mom came over, I'm now guessing to ask me what was taking so long. When she was helping me, we were in some weird train station with the same machine. I have no idea why, it didn't have to do with anything, and we ended up back in the room right after this whole thing. I tried messing with the machine again, and I finally found the one we were going to get Sean, but I accidentally hit the "confirm order" button. So we bought one piece of pumpkin seed sized chocolate for $75.87. I said I was sorry to my mom, saying it was because of the bad interface. I had to explain what an interface was to her, and we were both getting annoyed.

Then, it was DE that we were back at the party, but it wasn't the party, and it was in our old house now. I remember seeing the porch, but I don't remember what happened there. Then I had to get something that was in my room. My room was the room that is in my current house. When I got there, I couldn't open my eyes, so I couldn't see, and was blindly searching through my room. I finally got my eyes half open, and I looked in the mirror to see what was wrong with them. I could see that they were blood shot, and I could see in the mirror on my ceiling by the fan, was this wild and swift smoke that moved across the ceiling towards me. I freaked out and went downstairs to the dining room. The dining room was DE that it was my old house, but it looked mostly like my current dining room, with some minor touches here and there that hinted at the old house. There were a bunch of girls there, and I was explaining to them that there was a ghost in the house. Then I walked out onto the back porch and there was a lot of dudes that took off on their bicycles like it was this big tradition. I went to sit down at the table on the porch, and suddenly I was at the beach with Chrissy/Cassandra. I don't know exactly which one it was, and it may have been DE that it was both in the same body. We were watching videos on my phone, but I forget what they were, but they may have been the video I saw in my next dream.

I was in the room that had the chocolate machine in the closet. Now that I think about it, this room was a lot like the room I stay in at Dad's, except there was only one closet. There was only one bed in the middle of the room rather than two beds on both sides. I had my keyboard on the bed with me, and I think there was another machine there too. The keyboard was playing this extremely loud drone music, and it was fricken amazing, and I don't even like drone music. Then I looked at the TV, and there was this movie or something on. Ben Stiller was the main character, and the part I saw was that he was at the site of this big fire, and as he's walking, he comes up to Batman, and Ben Stiller was like, "Wait, but you're a good guy. What are you doing here?" Batman looked down at these pencils he had in his hands and said, "I was hoping the cameras would see..." It was like he needed the world to know that he can read and write like a big boy, and he was ashamed that he was doing such a selfish thing. Ben Stiller walked along a little more and came to an evil Batman, and said, "Wait, but you're the bad guy. What on earth are you doing here?" The evil Batman took one look at Ben Stiller and said something along the lines of, "BBLLLAARRRGGH!! I'm gonna kill everyone!" Or maybe it was, "BBLLAARARRRRGGHHH!!! I'M GONNA EAT YOU!!!"

And that was what I woke up with.

No WBTB, or MILD. I tried DEILD but forgot. I will try all three tonight.

All of these dreams seemed related, but involved different characters. It was as if the characters morphed into different appearances.

To kick things off, I was in the old house in my mother's room. I was lying in bed with Anthony just having a chat. Mrs. Gunther-Brown, my music theory teacher from high school, was there and the three of us got into a discrepancy over her ability to sing certain genres, or something of the like. Anthony was on my side, and obviously she was on hers. The argument was only DE, but afterwards, she went into the bathroom to get a shower. While she was in there, she started singing. What we could hear in the room was not just her vocals, but a whole accompaniment of various instruments. Anthony and I started complaining. I used a pillow to cover my ears. I discovered that I could change the sound of her singing by bending the pillow, as if the sound waves were wrapping around the pillow in a different way. Bending the pillow more made her singing sound more tinny, and a flatter pillow meant a more crisp sound. I made a comment about it to Anthony saying something like, "isn't it funny how something so simple like this can make such a big difference?" He replied with, "She's still horrible." I was about to agree when suddenly the song changed. It sounded like a jazz/funk fusion, not unlike Hiromi Uehara's work. I said, "wait, this actually sounds pretty good." I got up to go to the bathroom to apologise about Anthony and I making fun of her. She wasn't there. And my bathroom looked very different and unusual. Instead of the normal beige walls, tile floor, and small size, I was greeted with a fairly larger (although still pretty small) room with wooden floors, and a strange looking sink with nothing in it. There was a white shower curtain behind me, which I never actually turned around to see, and where the toilet usually was, was now just a wooden floor, and across from it where the sink goes were these wooden swingy doors, like in old west saloons. They may ave led to a toilet, but I don't know. The sink was on the left wehn you walk into the room. In between the sink and the saloon doors was a strange contraption placed on the floor. What I was about to do would start a plot that would unravel in the dreams to come. I cannot describe the contraption, mostly because I don't clearly remember what it looked like. But I also cannot describe it because it didn't seem to take any definite shape. It was a solid object, but it was so conjumbled, as if someone went on Microsoft Paint, made a bunch of lines, turned them into wood, and put it on the floor, but at the same time it looked nothing like that. There were tiny, mini people on the floor by the contraption. They seemed to be hindered by the contraption in some way, so I fixed the contraption so that they could be...for lack of a better word, better. As it turns out, my teacher set up the contraption so that these mini people, who were evil, would be trapped in it forever. I messed all of that up.

Everything that happens next may be out of order.

The saloon doors morphed into a TV, and I was watching a bunch of child actors, one of which I knew as my childhood friend, Tyler. They gathered around this table, and suddenly I was in TV, in the setting of where the children were. Except now I was on in a field. What was taking place in this field was a situation similar to the Holocaust, and I was on the bad side, and a major figure. We weren't going after Jewish people, in fact, I don't think there were any distinctive features about the people we had captured, but they were all wearing red shirts, and my side was all wearing blue shirts. This field was grassy, and had a hill to the right. There was a path leading to the hill, and that same path, going in the other direction, went and circled around a section of the field. We were walking across this section of the field. I was with another person in a blue shirt. He was talking to someone in a red shirt, as if trying to calm him down. As we neared the other side, the blue shirt said for him to go now, because we had to be somewhere. As the red shirt went towards a group of red shirts, I patted him on the back, as to grant him some form of solace. As I neared the other side of this field with the other blue shirt, I saw on my left, a mother saying "goodbye, I love you" to her daughter. There was also this strange, carnival-like booth on wheels (they exist in real life, but I don't know what they are called). We passed this and kept going straight to another hill. We started to climb it.

The next thing I remember is this explorer character (I was merely observing this entire part), like a video game character, running around this cave fighting enemies, getting points. Then he was climbing these strange pipe-like objects with ladders on them. They were all orange, each one taller than the last, and they were in a row. At the top of each was a traffic light with four light bulbs. At the bottom was endless water, as far as you can imagine. The traffic lights were black, and only the bottom light was green, with the rest being red. The lights were timed so that when the green light came on, there was a yellow beam of light shining down from the traffic light onto the top of the pipe, covering the entire space. When the green light came back on again, the yellow beam of light turned off. The traffic lights on each pipe was in an opposite pattern so that one would be off, while the one next to it would be on. The explorer climbed the first pipe on the right, and had to time things right because for some reason he couldn't be in the light. This was a game-like scenario after all. So when the green light came on again, and the light turned off, he climbed on top. Then he turned to the pipe next to him. This dream was in third person, so he was facing my left, to the taller pipe. It really was a lot like a video game. Since the beam of light was on pipe, he waited until the traffic light was almost green. He jumped off his pipe at the last second as to avoid the beam of light on that one, then he changed direction in midair to catch the ladder of the next pipe. He repeated the process, but failed this time. He fell and landed in the water below. The water behind the pipes was dark, and deadly (think Spyro) with sharks. The water elsewhere was clear, safe, and clean. The two waters were right next to each other, and separated right down the center. The explorer landed in the deadly water, and quickly swam back to the safe water. All of a sudden, he was on top of the tallest pipe, which had an opening at the top, and was filled to the brim with water. The explorer had to swim down into the pipe, and under the deadly water to reach an island on the other side of the deadly water. It's important to know that for the past week I have been practicing MILD with the chart that gives you circumstances every day in which you should do a reality check. Doing a RC when you see a traffic light was the one for the day before I had this dream. So when I saw the traffic lights in the dream, I thought to myself, "Too bad I didn't see this yesterday, or I'd be doing a reality check." Well, fuck.

Then I was on 4chan as a girl. This version of 4chan was very civilized. It was implied that they get different privileges on 4chan, and so everything was different. Everything was multicolored in a psychedelic fashion, and I had to hack this girl's computer to get an IP address and password.

After that, I was on these railroad tracks, which may have been at the top of the hill I was heading towards during the Holocaust dream. I was with Mom, and she was making a comment on all of the strange things going on recently (set in motion because of my meddling in the bathroom). She said it was the apocalypse. She started mentioning the seven signs of the apocalypse, which were somehow related to the 4chan thing, because I was looking them up or something. I wish I would have written down these signs, but all I wrote down to remind myself was "7 signs of apocalypse." I know one dealt with having seven waffles in one sitting. I thought to myself, "Let me guess, the seventh sign is that I'm dreaming, huh crazy Mom? Jeez, I really MUST be dreaming." Well, fuck. Again.

Another part of this weird dream was that there was this really futuristic purple hover car, and Superman was driving it on this road (the road also could have been at the top of that hill) with this chick. The road was long and straight, with green pasture on either side. The girl looked exactly like a dude, but had a girly voice for a few seconds. So it was a dude down to the last detail, but it was DE that it was a girl. They got to this building, which was the only building for miles, and went in. It was like a hotel, except it lead into my house.

CUT TO ME IN FIRST PERSON

I'm grabbing this fat chicks boobs. She's really old, I don't want to, but she's really desperate, and I make out with her a little bit. This is taking place in my old house, but not in any existing room. Then, I see Ms. Magro (student teacher from art. Cool gal) come in from one of those futuristic *schwop* doors. The door was on the landing on the step, where the china cabinet usually went. She says something like, "Do you guys have any important information?" I took one look at the fat chick, and said, "Yes we do." We didn't but I wanted Ms. Magro to come in the room so that I wouldn't have to make out with this old lady anymore. The information she was referring to was about some person that went missing, but is vital to winning in this battle for good that has been going on since the incident in the bathroom. Magically, we had important information to tell her when she came in, although we didn't when she asked. I said, "Yes, we know where he is." I got a hold of him on the phone, which was purple and futuristic like the car. The person turned out to be Rainn Wilson, and he answered his phone. The dream cut to a view of him driving the futuristic car on the straight road to no where. He looked at the caller ID, and seeing that it was Ms. Magro, answered the phone saying, "I told you I don't have anymore time." He then hung up, and it was DE that we couldn't call him anymore. It was also DE at this point that Rainn and Magro are ex-lovers. So it was a big misunderstanding, but now we have little hope for the good of humanity.

The last thing I remember, and this part was VERY dramatic, and engaging, and engrossing upon waking, is being back in a building that had the bathroom from the first dream. It wasn't my old house anymore, and there was really only three rooms. One room had bunk beds, and dressers, and was pretty normal, except it had the same wooden style as the bathroom from the first dream. You could leave that room, and there was a DE hallway that I never saw. It led to the other two rooms. One room was the bathroom, and the other was this very strange, morgue-like room. The part with the TV and child actors might have occurred here, but I'm not sure, and pretty doubtful. Anyway, the characters in this part of the dream are four people. Two were the same person, which was some little boy with a come-to-the-side haircut, a white button-up shirt, and black shorts. He had brown hair, and I never got a good look at his face. The other two, have a great deal of mystery surrounding them. One was that weird-looking doctor with the white hair on the cover of the box for Operation. I leave the fourth character's description void for now. The boys passed the bathroom, and got to this weird morgue-room. It looked almost exactly like the bathroom, except there was no shower, no sink, no nothing, except for the drawers with the bodies in them. The non-main character boy saw the doctor open one of the drawers and take a body out. The body was the fourth character and was seen briefly and from behind. It was almost DE that it was the non-main character boy, but I'm unsure. The non-main boy, panicked, ran back to the bunk bed room, and started packing bags to leave because he was freaked out. Suddenly, I was in the place of the main character boy, and I asked in a panicked tone, "Calm down just tell me what you saw." I knew he saw the body, but I needed to know who it was, because this would decide the fate of the Good vs Bad war that I started way back in the beginning, and he uncovered some sort of evil plot. I thought he could have seen himself, but I had to be sure, I had to confirm it. I said again, "You need to tell me what you saw." It was all very rushed and urgent. He took one look at me, with his faceless face, and that was it. I woke up. This is one of those dreams, for me, that leaves you wondering, like the answer would have been this life changing thing. Although it doesn't compare to the secret basement door, which I will forever wonder about. Perhaps someday, I'll open it, and see what's on the other side.

The characters seemed to morph because me and the other blue shirt during the Holocaust was also Superman and the man lady, and me and the old lady, and the two boys.

Did not do WBTB or MILD or WILD. Needed sleep. I might nap today. No LD either.

First, I know I met some girl at this mall place. Her hair was a distinctive feature, I can't remember if it was blonde, red, or brown. There was a lot more to this part of the dream, but IDR, which sucks because I keep getting flashes of the dream, and I get an awesome vibe.

Another part involved a new Metroid game. This game was first person, in HD, and on the PS3. It was supposed to be like a breakthrough or something, it wasn't bad that it was on the PS3. It was also the best one in a long, long time, like Retro Studios good. I was playing it at Alecs house, and then I was at some other house with Alann and somebody else. Parts of the game were first person, and then some parts were over top third person. Then, I was telling this one chick who was apparently into video games (but didn't come across as the type) in a hotel room that if they never played Metroid, they should start with the 2D ones.

The dream I remember the most was this dream where me, Sean, and Dad accidentally went to North Korea. We had to stay there for a few years because the next ship comes in a long time or something. We all wore slight disguises. We dressed up in regional clothes, and we tanned our skin slightly, and we spoke in the accent. Although, the accent didn't sound anything like North Korean, or anything for that matter. I remember it was a hard accent to do, and I kept doing a Russian accent by accident, but IDR fully what accent we were doing, but it might have been Swedish or Dutch or something. Eventually, we started to make music because we were bored. Apparently the music was so good that Kim Jong Il requested that we play for him. So, Dad gave us all new names IDR Dad's or Sean's, but mine was Ilya (pronounced Isaiah, but with an L) and the rest were hilariously not Korean-sounding. I remember coming up with this one song, and recording, then playing it back, and hearing that it sounded awesome. I don't know if that was just DE, or it really sounded awesome. Wish I could remember. Anyway, we all managed to leave on this cruise ship before we had to play for Kim Jong Il. I was afraid because I thought "what if we get back to America, and our music gets big? Won't Kim Jong Il find out we weren't Korean, and bomb America?"

No WBTB or LD this night. I gave WBTB a break.

We'll go from leas tamount remembered to most.

First, there was something about DBZ, with Gohan (adult) and some fight with Frieza.

Before that, I was in a car, and there was a guy with a gun. I knew he was a threat, and he went to shoot me, so I tried to get the gun away. He ended up shooting my hand, which made me lose grip, and then he emptied the clip on me. It hurt like hell. It was only like 6 or 7 shots, but it felt like forever. The impact of the bullets was a lot of the dream experience. It was indescribable.

Then, I was at school (maybe it was boarding school, but all the same people). There was one part where I was looking for a new phone, and I was digging through a bunch of phones, and it turned out that Jenn had he food was in a wooden basket, and the was one person to each side of the basket. In the basket, there was Japanese cuisine and other weird things. For some reason all of he food was still alive. I ate a tiny little snake, but I didn't realise it was alive, and it also tasted horrible. I remember trying desperately to get the snake pieces out of my mouth by pulling a bunch of body segments out that were attached to other pieces.

After that, I was in this really unstable and shaky trailer. The trailer was huge and was about the size of a normal house, and all the rooms were made of really thin wood. I remember a dirt road leading up to it. Brian said something about staying there or fixing it up, and I was not too happy about having to do that. Grandmom and Grandpop were there (Mom's side), Ashley was there, and Mom was there. I remember thinking that Grandpop shouldn't be staying in a run down trailer like this. The room we were all in was in from the hallway, where you could see other rooms, and there were shelves and trinkets all along the walls. There was also a window by where Grandmom and Grandpop were standing. I mentioned the trailer was shaky and, because of that, Brian walked over to the other side of the room where Grandmom and Grandpop were, just to have the trailer shift. It was like the whole floor tilted to slant towards Brian's side. Then, even though this part wasn't really trailer, but still part of the same dream, I was reading piano music in this big room that looked sort of like the music theory room, but you could kind of tell it was still in the trailer sort of (DE). There were numbers next to a lot of the chords, (by the way, the sheet music looked kind of weird) and I was confused whether the numbers indicated which chord based on the key, or the inversion of the chord. Aunt Cheryl was there, and she tried to explain it to me, but she was only telling me stuff I already knew, like what an inversion is rather than what the numbers indicate.

Next, I was Spongebob in this gladiator place. I think there was stuff before this, like build up to it, but IDR. It started out with me landing in the Colosseum, and I had to find a weapon. First, chose this blue sword, which broke when I picked it up because it was so old. It's important to mention that it was DE that I had been here before, and that I skipped out on them while they were waiting for me to fight in this Colosseum, and that that was hundreds of years ago. I then picked up another sword, a red one this time, and it started to fall apart, but held in place. I went to go battle these crystal lions that were popping out of these gates. I battled them by taking the sword and spinning it so fast that if they touched the sword, they would be destroyed. After only a few hits, my sword broke and I had to retreat. After that, this dog god appeared. This god looked like Suicune and was supposed to be the person running the show, and the person I skipped out on all those years ago. The god started raining down ice crystals very fast and I tried running from them. I wasn't fast enough and a lot hit me. I finally figured out that I had to run in a zigzag motion to avoid all of them. Then, I was in this hall (still in the Colosseum and ready to fight) and the god was dropping more ice crystals, but there were much bigger this time. The hall turned out to be the walls of the Colosseum, and we were on top of them. So I had to run around the rim of the Colosseum. I had to time things right because there were these large, long tent-like shelters that were along the wall in some spots. I had to run when it was clear, and hide under the shelter when the ice crystals were falling.

Then, I was at this place with Brandi and Ashley. The place was very modern, and looked like a new house. The main room we were in was very large, contained two couches, a bunch of chairs, a fridge, two TVs, and a lot of candy. The room was set up so that all of this stuff was in the center of the room, and there were stairs on either side of the room that led downstairs. There were also stairs or something in the middle IDR. On the fridge were magnets holding up bags of Reese's Pieces, another candy, and bite-size $100 Grand bars. They were coated with a candy shell like MnMs, but they were $100 Grand on the inside. They were the same color as the Reese's Pieces. They should totally make those. I never opened up the fridge, so I don't know what was in there. On the left side of the room, there were the steps, and also more steps going up that led to a bathroom. Downstairs, there was another fairly large room that I don't remember all too well. I just know that the stairs leading up to the large room had tiny doors at the top that you had to crawl through, and they gave no resistance, as if they didn't have any door knob thingies. I remember hiding from Ashley and Brandi because I was messing with them and they were looking for me. I kept hiding in the opposite room they were in. Then I tried opening the door to go downstairs, and then not going, so I could fake them out. It worked. I went back into the room and hid behind the couch, but they still found me. I remember Pokemon being on TV at one point (or it may have been the DBZ part) and I was trying to explain it to Brandi. The last part of this that I remember was that Brandi had to go to the bathroom, and she said to me "Chris I have to use the little girl's room, but it's not number two," even though it was DE that it was, "so could you go play guitar or something?" It was DE that the guitar would drown out the noise so that I wouldn't hear her, and she wouldn't be embarrassed. I said that I'll just go downstairs, and she didn't believe me at first, but she did eventually.

This next dream was the most vivid and logical I've had in a while. It started out as a regular TV show. With the camera on the announcer. He was saying something along the lines of introducing the next comedian, and then saying their name was Josh Perushio or something. This was supposed to be a joke, and he corrected himself, saying "Please welcome, Josh Peck!" I remember my reaction was like "hey I didn't know he did stand up." It turned out that I was in the audience, sitting with CJ, and my book bag and another bag or something. The whole place was very bluish, and the stage was even more. When Josh came out, he looked pale and fat and like an old man with grey hair, wrinkles, and everything. I was confused because I thought that he got in shape, which he did in real life. I guess I hit the proverbial info button because the info popped up on my vision and I found out that this all happened in 2002, before Drake and Josh, so that's why he was fat. I didn't question why he was old. He started out making jokes that were kind of funny, but he wasn't doing too well. He wasn't doing terrible either, but it was just alright. Then, this kid in front of me turned around and started staring up at the top of the audience. I said to him "You're doing it wrong, Josh is over there," or something along those lines, and I pointed to the stage. He turned to me and said "Dude, there's two chicks making out up there." I turned around, and I tried to see. Sure enough there were, all the way up top. I turned back to him and said "Good call, you're off the hook." This whole part of the dream, from that point on had a vibe to it as if the whole thing was a school assembly with no adult supervision rather than a comedy special. A vibe like everyone in the audience were good friends, and we were all just ripping on the show the whole time. Anyway, the kid that was in front of me (by the way, the seats were tiered) got up and sat next to me. I moved my book bag so he could sit. He was drinking Arizona iced tea, and this lady walking around said "Hey, you can't have beer in here." We ignored her for a while, then looked around at virtually everybody enjoying a beer. She said it again. Then I said "It's not beer, it's iced tea. I thought it was beer too, the first time I saw it." She believed me and went on her way. Then my phone rang and I looked at it and it was Dad calling, I didn't answer it because it was too loud there. Next, there was this chick, who may have been Dana, who was playing the piano, but she had one leg on top on the piano, so that it was supposed to be impressive that she can stretch that far and still play. Then, all of a sudden, most of the people in the audience disappeared except for me, CJ, the kid next to me, his friend, and random people scattered in the audience seats. The stage curtains closed and the lights went on. After a little while, the stage curtains reopened and there was a bunch of people on stage. It turned out that part of the show was that the audience involuntarily learns an act and goes on stage with it. The act they were doing was that they all dressed up as animals. They were wearing plastic, white costumes, and they were holding onto objects, like a bunny was grabbing a balloon, etc. The rest of the audience was lined up on the sides of the room, like if the stage extended that far, and were dressed in can-can outfits. I'm not sure if they ever did the can-can though. The audience on the center stage was acting out when animals get shot. The whole thing was very quiet and silent and very pathetic. You wouldn't even hear a gun shot. It was only DE. But when they were shot, they'd go limp in this weird slow motion. That creepy kid Joe, or whatever his name was (DJ Yankee) said it was involuntary that the audience did this. I got up and said "Well that's too bad because I'm not doing it. This is stupid." I got up to leave, and walked towards the left side of the room, where the can-can dancers were, but now they weren't. There was a silver curtain there, and behind it was a piano. Then, all of a sudden, this one celebrity was there and I was back in my seat I think. The celebrity looked kind of like Martha Stewart, except very attractive and it was DE. Her talent was the piano. As she started to demonstrate her talent, everything went to hell. The audience was ripping on the whole act, and she wasn't very good. She didn't even really play the piano at all. She just did this weird interpretive dance with random audience members, and this giant piano. Eventually, She picked up Lindsay, who was wearing this black dress (so was the celebrity) and she walked over to the piano, and held her up high. She starting playing the piano while putting one foot on top, saying "This is what she was trying to do earlier." although she wasn't too good either. The way she was holding Lindsay up was so that the dress wasn't exactly covering her. She wasn't wearing any underwear, and CJ yelled out "WE GOT A CROTCH IN THE HOUSE!" It was pretty hilarious. It was DE that I knew that we dated, but this all happened before that. Lindsay got embarrassed and yelled at her one friend who behind stage, who I'm guessing was apparently making fun of her. She said "Jake!' or whatever, and then ran off stage to the right (towards the side of the room because the stage was so big). For some reason there were a lot of dancers, that were carrying chicks above their head. Most of them had underwear. Another didn't, and I noticed. I said to CJ, in a response to his "we got a crotch in the house", "two of 'em." Then he yelled out "TWO OF 'EM!" All the characters involved became embarrassed. The DE celebrity became one of the well-known Simpsons characters (DE), as if she was doing this because it hides her shame. Another person, I think someone I was sitting with, maybe that kid IDR, became another one (DE). The celebrity's character was blonde, and old. The other kid's character was black, blind, had bad teeth, and was very crazy yet charismatic. He was also dressed like Apu. This is all I remember and I woke up shortly after.

DE= dream-established.
IDR=I don't remember

I don't remember much of the dreams, because I tried the WBTB method again. I should start writing down key points in dreams. It will keep me up a little longer, get the dreams on paper, and will put lucid dreaming on my mind. No lucid dreams, because I kept being woken up.

The dreams on this page are all related, but IDR the order.

There was a lot happening in the dreams last night. Unfortunately, I didn't write a lot of it down. First, there was this room, that had a walkway made of dirt. The walkway was very thick, and had two paths (left and right) plus the path to exit the room. Below the walkway was pitch black, as if there was no floor. In this room were mom, Neil Patrick Harris I think, some others, and me. There were also a bunch of these cardboard cutouts of totem poles. The one I was near was red and black.

I think before that part, there was this dream where me and Neil Patrick Harris (it may have been Dr. House, or someone completely different, but with that vibe) were talking about something, and they mentioned that they were attracted to mom. We were in the old house in the living room, sitting next to where the piano would be, but I don't remember seeing a piano. Also there was something really glassy about the living room table.

There as also this part where me, and a bunch of people (Anthony may have been there) were getting ready to board a plane. Except there was no plane (it was DE) and everything we were bringing with us was picked up by this moving guy, and taken to the "plane". He would pick up a box or whatever, and then walk towards this hallway, and make a right, and there was this big, unorganised room with boxes and stuff strewn about. There was also a path to the left of the hallway, but I don't know what was there. One of the things he had to move was this very fragile glass trinket of mine. It was a yellow pinata with a red stripe and a green head, and googly eyes. The texture looked pretty jagged. I wrapped it in something (may have been plastic wrap, but whatever it was, it wouldn't be reliable in real life) to protect it. When the guy came to take it to the "plane", He just picked it up, and threw it into the room with the boxes. I got mad, and everyone else was like "What the heck? He can't do that! That's a fragile antique!"

This next part was the most interesting part of the dream, and a pretty interesting dream overall. I may have had this dream before, or at least I dreamt that I had done this for years, and it was a big secret of mine. I had this buried treasure. I guess it was gold, or maybe it wasn't. I think it was actually just a small, worthless trinket with sentimental value. Either way, the big secret was that I had this trinket locked away and hidden since I was little, and only I knew how to get to it.

Oh Yea! This dream is similar to a dream I had a long time ago! I think it was a dream related to the secret basement door. But in that dream, I remember using the attic, and the air ducts to get to a secret room, and then more place after that.

Back to my dream from last night.

To get to this treasure, you had to go to this one secret room, which wasn't established how to get there. The room had a very well-lit view of outside, as if the entire opposite wall was missing, but it somehow wasn't, although you could see the trees and mountains outside. In that room, there was this giant statue. The statue was very long, and it was three-pronged. It looked like it was made of cement, and the legs were cylindrical. One leg would be all the way down one side of the room, and it would come towards the center of the room while curving down, up, and then back down. The other two legs were the same, but a lot shorter, and closer together, so that they statue was more "Y" shaped. It was pretty flat and close to the ground, and the legs were about as thick as a human torso. The whole thing was made of unsmoothed cement and at each end of the legs, there were a orange-red orbs which glowed. The orbs were encased in black, metal, flowery, gothic style finish, stemming from the bottom of the orb, as if the metal were fingers, and the tip of the leg was the palm.

The only leg of the statue with any defining characteristics was the one closest to the entrance of the room. This leg was bent up towards the ceiling, and there was a hidden trap door at its base. The secret to the statue was that you had to crawl under the trap door, which had a bunch of dirt and spider webs, and you had crawl under the statue to the point of each orb and grab a key shard. Each key shard was red, and when they were all gathered, they made a ball. After you had the key, you had to go to the wall that was "missing" and you had to climb down, so that you are on the ground, and you are still able to step up into the room. There was another hidden trap door there.

In this dream, I was older than when I initially set all of this up, so I barely fit through the trap doors, and the small passage ways. But you had to crawl into this new trap door, and there was a path that led all way to an opposite room. So you would be crawling under the statue room, and you would arrive at a place that would be on the opposite side of whatever building this took place, but this place seemingly only consisted of the status room, and a factory-like room (which wasn't explored at all, only DE). The new room you arrived at is only accessible if you get the key and crawl under the room. For example, you wouldn't be able to even know this new room existed if you didn't do all of this, as if it magically appeared, but you couldn't see it from outside. (I think I was showing someone all of this but IDR.) In this new room, you would emerge at the base of another identical statue, but everything was mirrored. This is where my memory gets a little fuzzy. I THINK you needed to put back the keys in the right order, giving consideration that the statue in this room was mirrored.

The next thing I know, I'm in a different dimension (and everyone is Adventure Time characters, but I don't think that's important. Also I was Finn) and we're in this big, giant room, which, now that I think about it, could be the factory- room that was in the dream earlier. The whole room had a greenish tint and I had to find my future self.

The reason behind finding my future self, I cannot remember. I really wish I could remember the rest of this dream, because it was pretty cool. I remember that before I went through the whole process of getting to my treasure, I may have already had the treasure, and I was explaining all of this to someone, and I showed them all of it. The treasure may have also been the pinata.

I also remember that there was this long, epic journey (may have been DE) that I went on with my future self, or to get to my future self, and that at the end, I sadly waved goodbye to my future self as he was picked up by the shoulders by these mechanical hands, and taken away on this type of assembly line. It wasn't an assembly line, but that's the best description.

Please excuse the poor capitalization.

This is the second day trying the WBTB method, the first being the 19th. No lucid dream.

Unfortunately, most of the dreams I remember had to do with just staring at piano keys I believe. However, the reason i don't remember much is because I almost had an OBE/WILD!

Twice!

Maybe it had something to do with the wake back to bed method? Although I think I just got lucky and started to wake up at the right time.

the most i remember of my dreams is only a few leading up to the first time.

I remember watching TV with dad, but for some reason it was at our house. he was eating grapefruit, and i was on the floor. i forget what i was doing on the floor, but the show we were watching was like a collaboration between family guy and american dad. i was like "i don't remember them being the same show." then, i remember listening to Other Lives (good band, I recommend) in my room. I had headphones on, an i was trying to crawl under the rockband drumkit. my logic was that they wouldn't have made the songs in such a way so that you couldn't fit. then, i remember seeing a cartoon black girl, who was very short, wore a yellow dress, and had big eyes, and an afro. she said something. I don't remember what is was, but the point is that is was supposed to be evil or something. or maybe she screamed. i don't remember. but then, i told sean and dad about it, and dad said that i should show him the clip, so we can do something about it. i said ok, and i was up in my room looking for it. apparently, the ghost didn't want me to do this, and came after me. it was DE that it was holding me down on the bed, so the dream turned into a nightmare, with my sleep paralysis making it seem more real. i started to wake up, and i couldn't move, or yell for help. i was still half asleep so i still thought the ghost was after me. after i realised i was waking up, i felt them. the vibrations of anyone who has ever experienced an OBE/WILD.
i didn't understand it at first, but as soon as i was actually awake, i immediately understood, and was disappointed that i didn't try anything.

the vibrations felt like when your hand JUST falls asleep. its not the pins and needles kind, it the rumbly, tingly, vibration kind. or maybe it feels like when you hit your funny bone, but all over your body, and without the pain.

the second time this started to happen, i was like "cool at least i get a second chance." i tried to will myself out of my body (for an OBE), but nothing worked. maybe i need to actually try to physically move? ill try that next time (although I should be focusing on lucid dreaming lol), with my hand under my leg, so that if i can raise my hand, i know it went through my leg.

i had more dreams after i went back to sleep finally, but I don't remember them because i couldn't take my mind off the almost WILD/OBE.




I remembered later in the day that my final dream was about this weird hotel/learning camp? Cosmo Kramer was there, as were a bunch of other celebrities, but they could have just been DE celebrities. One part of the dream involved a flooded hallway i think, with a car pulling out of a driveway in the rain? I don't know, but i do remember that it was a pretty cool dream.

Excuse the poor capitalization.

The first thing I remember was that I was/ i was watching V. He was in this strange city setting, but there were only like four buildings, and it was dark and a little rainy. He was trying to get away from Some white guy, who I guess was the prime minister or something. Him and V had these umbrellas (V gave the minister an umbrella). V's was red striped, with a black main color, and the minister's was normal i think. It was like they had to open the umbrellas before they start chasing each other. V opened his first, then he waited a while for the minister to open his. by the time he opened it, V's umbrella was closing, and he had to open it again, giving him a disadvantage in the chase. in the end, V ran up a ramp onto one building, then hopped to another.

Next, It was Anthony's birthday, I was stuck at this strange party at my house (current house). It wasn't a birthday party, but there were some people I knew, and it was dark and there was a lot of music playing. There was also a bed in the living room. I remember Coldplay and Radiohead playing, and Tom Lam was sitting at table near the computer. For a while I was trying to leave so i could go to Anthony's. I was also doing something at the bed, like organising something, but I don't remember what. Eventually, when I left, i went to anthony's and he was like "what took you so long?". His house was set up differently, almost opposite what it is now, but there was only a small room when you walk in, no carpet, and it banked to the right. everything was wooden colored. His mom was coming down the stairs, and she asked the same question. I told them i got caught up in some stuff. I didn't explain the whole predicament because it would have taken too long. it was DE that i had done this too many times in the past, and they were mad at me. The present I got anthony was this trivia game for the ps3. He was really good at it or something. I'm pretty sure there were spliced "clips" of him playing it while i was at the party, but I don't remember.

next, me, mom, brian, andrea, and john were hanging out doing I don't remember. but next thing i remember, we were in this trailer, and there was a storm coming. the winds were very violent, and it shook the whole trailer, until it tipped over. apparently this was pretty normal because everyone in the trailer didn't think it was very dangerous. we just kind of walked along the trailer, walls as it flipped. it rolled over 3 times i think. the last time it rolled over, we all crawled out this too-tiny door way and into the street. it was a very comfortable temperature outside, and it wasn't that windy, but it was dark as if it was about to rain. we were a little down the street (irving), and when i looked down the street towards cove, all i could see was irving just continuing forever.

next, i was at my birthday. anthony wasn't there (this dream may have happened before anthony's birthday). i remember holding the trivia game in my hand. Anthony wasn't there. i think it was supposed to be john and andrea's house but it was SUD. there were a lot of people around the table, but the only people i recognised were me, mom, brian, john, and andrea. eventually, people started bringing my presents out. most were in these giant tin cans, and the wrapping was chef boyardee style, and everyone was carrying them in from the other room. i asked mom if i could open them up when people leave, because its weird opening them up in front of everyone because i don't seem enthusiastic. she said no.

i wrote down something about a crying baby, but i don't know i that was a dream, or seth.

the last thing that happened was something about The Mars Volta, but i think the alarm went off as the dream was developing.

WOKE UP 8 AM.

BACK TO SLEEP 8 30 AM?

sadly, no LD. This first thing that happened was that sean/patrick was this hit man and they were after some kid named greg. I don't remember much of what happened, but eventually the hit man shot greg and killed him. some black chick said something and i was like "no, they used to be best friends (could have been subconsciously the greg from down the street, but it may have been just a coincidence.) they lived down the street from each other, and went to school together. he would never shoot him." she believed me, and was shocked, but just then we heard gun shots. then she said she would shoot sean/patrick. i said she was bluffing. but then she aimed the gun down (he was downstairs) and pulled the trigger, looking at me the whole time. the bullet went straight through the top of this head. For some reason, this wasn't serious, as the whole thing seemed frivolous. the setting of this part of the dream was like this wooden, run down, building near a dock. but at the same time, it was on a bus or truck or something.

next, in the same part of the dream, sean and i were at the front of the bus/truck (it had no top or windshield) and we were telling the driver, who looked like an in real life version of the fat construction worker from futurama, where we lived so we could get home. I was giving bad directions but somehow he knew where i was talking about, and as we started to drive there, i was like "o hey i know where we are now." also sean was like 12-14 in this part of the dream. eventually, we got home (old house), and we started unpacking the truck (which was now a regular moving truck) as if we were back form a long vacation. and I don't remember where sean went, but i remember talking to him on our wifi network. anthony was helping me unpack, and so was the driver. i remember saying "just put it on the front porch, well take it from there." our cat (white one) ran inside the house, and anthony thought it was a stray cat but i had to explain to him that it was ours. everyone else was next door at john and andreas. when we were done moving things, the truck driver said "hey were having (some food I don't remember) want to come?" i said yes, and we headed towards john and andreas.

I don't remember if this part happened before or after the the previous part, but the next thing that happened was that me and patrick, and other fictional dream characters were fighting these aliens in a kind of virtual video game thing. they were purple bug things the created a wave up green smoke as they landed, and you had to jump over it. there was a lot to this part that I don't remember. except there was this alien, that may have been someone that turned into an alien...but he was turquoise, and scaly, and had many...finger-penises and they made kool-aide.

Then, there was an interview with radiohead about their newest album (doesn't exist in real life). in the interview thom yorke mentioned that they don't make their own music. but instead, there is this genie/apparition/spirit thing that comes to them and gives them the music. and that was why this record was so good. it was world renowned and no one hated it. the cover was black or something. anyway, i was in this hall made of gold(?) and the was a red carpet in the middle, and i was thom yorke. or rather, i took the place of thom yorke, because it wasn't DE that way. i was holding the album in one hand while making out with this black chick (might have been chick from truck). she looked like the ninja chick from no more heroes. anyway, everything turned into chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream, and i ate it.