Linkzelda's Dream Journal

26.04.2014

Getting a Haircut & Turned into Spongebob When I Did (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

>Went for a Haircut
>Waited by sitting on a small black sofa
>When my turn comes, someone motions their finger to me, I somehow turn into Spongebob.
>I get a kind of haircut that seems like they’re trying to split my spongy body
>Spongebob form still looks the same
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26.04.2014

I Challenge You to a Game of Ping-Pong!....After We Clean This Table (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I love how I wanted to play ping-pong instead of trying to extract some information from my mind for something to apply to waking life. But nope, spent the whole dream trying to clean a table to play ping-pong, only for someone to intervene and stop the whole endeavor.

I believe I’m wearing a yellow sweater with black horizontal stripes that were probably 2-3 inches tall, and probably had a white dress shirt underneath the sweater since there was a white collar popping out and folded around my neck. I’m also wearing basic blue jeans, and probably brown lace-less shoes as well.

I’m inside a classroom, and it seems there’s going to be quite some time before class starts, and I’m sitting down by a large rectangular desk that seems to be formatted like a mini Ping-Pong table, but there was a few items that cluttered the area. I challenged someone to play Ping-Pong, and I believe he looked like a classmate I had for Geography Pre-AP/K-level in High School; let’s nickname him “S.”
“S” accepts the challenge, but we have to clean the table first. I’m frantically trying to remove anything on the table, even if it’s just thrown to the floor. From black backpacks to binders and other small items, we managed to clear the table. Then the next thing was to find some paddles and a few Ping-Pong balls, and as I’m turning to the right side of what’s behind me, I find some paddles and a few Ping-Pong balls near me. I think the balls were levitating, conveniently within my reach, and the same probably goes for the paddles as well.

I never bothered to question the logic of how they just somehow magically appeared, I just had an insane urge to play Ping-Pong. Unfortunately, just as I was about to initiate a game, it seems an individual that looks like a teacher for the class intervenes, and we immediately stopped what we were doing.