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    1. DV Forum Art, Horrible Lunch, A Gay Poster, Scantron Fail & Algorithm

      by , 07-03-2012 at 04:13 PM (Linkzelda's Dream Journal)
      07.03.2012
      DV Forum Art (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      There was a member what was afraid about something related to art. I responded to try and make them feel a little better.
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      07.03.2012
      Lunch with No Utensils (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I'm walking inside a fairly huge building that seems to represent a High School, or at least, a Middle School since it felt like one I've been to in waking life, but just with a different layout.

      I don't literally go to the cafeteria, there's some kind of table on the side with all sorts of food that looked very enticing. I think there was Lasagna and all sorts of things in front. The problem is, there aren't any utensils available.

      There was more food behind, and to get there, there was this small slope you would have to go up to see the rest. The food behind was horrible, I swear I saw dead fish being popping out of a wide gray metal tray with some weird-looking liquid, even with some bubbles forming around the fish.

      To the right of me, in the same section behind the fancy food, there's some rice, but the utensil for it looks like someone licked it already. Are you freaking kidding me? I forget who I asked, but my question was if they can get someone who has knives so we can cut and put some of the better food in front on our plates.

      They said sure, and I follow them just to make sure they don't disappear. It seems they're headed to the gym lockers, and I'm wondering why would they would need to go there for a knife.

      This isn't looking too well for me.
      I forget what happens next.
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      07.03.2012
      A Gay Poster (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      Okay, maybe not a decent title for this dream.

      I'm inside of a lecture room, the flooring has a dark carpet texture, and the walls themselves are shades of blue as well, only way lighter than the carpet itself.

      There are some small posters hanging in a horizontal row on the walls. And there were a few on the ground as well, and I think I'm here to help pick the up along with a few other people as well.

      I look at one of the posters, two of them in fact, and they're both identical. They have a picture of a female, but I can't remember how she looked like exactly. I think she was wearing a latex suit.

      Apparently, there's some words above her picture that assumed she was gay. I wouldn't care about this at all, but I felt like there was a staff member in the next room to the right, and to confirm that, I had a spectator perspective again and saw some old man in classes in the next room.

      I start panicking because I want to hide these insulting posters from the man's view if he comes into this room. I quickly look left and right, and I think I find a stapler, and I start covering the poster with the ones on the floor, since they seemed to be more appropriate.

      I follow someone again, and I don't know for what exactly, maybe to try and paint over something. You'll see what I mean very shortly. =P

      I'm following someone by the name of "Pacify State," and I realize that the person looks like a Runescape Character. Anyway, the reality shifts back to normal again instead of the game, and I believe me or someone else sprayed a section on a ground somewhere outside.

      It ended up being a lewd anime spray painting. I think I gaze on it for a while, and I forget what I do next.
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      07.03.2012
      Scantron Fail & Algorithm (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I'm in a Biology Class lecture room, and the professor and his assistants are giving out grades for an exam. I get worried because I have not received mine as yet. Eventually, everyone get theirs, and I get up to go in front to find what's wrong.

      The professor, who looks like the prof I had my first semester freshmen year for Biology, holds up a pink exam sheet with a letter grade with a circle around it in red ink. I assume it's mine because I'm the only one who is going up front.

      The professor basically calls me out in front of all of these people, and I thought I received a "F" for the exam, and while in that thought process, I cover my face with my hands in shame as I get closer to the professor.

      I finally put my hands down, and find the grade is a "C." I felt WAY better seeing that, but even with that, the professor adds more mental injury by declaring that's the grade I would've gotten if I filled out the scantron.

      So I guess I only filled the answers on the pink exam sheet and not the scantron.

      I literally drop on my side to the floor feeling so many mixed emotions from being pissed, depressed, helplessness, and incompetence.

      It really sucked going through this. I think I grabbed the sheet and walked back to my seat with my head down. I don't recall anyone laughing at me, but still, it hurt a lot, because I thought this was real.

      Then I believe there's a dream shift, dream reset, or maybe a dream rewind before the event I experienced. I'm back at the lecture room, and I believe I asked one girl to left of me on what's going on in the room.

      She declared that apparently, we have an exam tomorrow.

      Is it possible to shit bricks in your dream? I didn't know ANYTHING about this, and the day in the dream felt like a Monday.....I was thinking "How is this possible?"
      and thinking about it now, we couldn't have had an exam if it was technically Monday in the dream. It would have to be on a Wednesday or Friday since this was most likely a MWF course.

      I literally stopped where I was, still shocked from this, and thinking how the hell I'm going to study for this exam.

      That shouldn't have been traumatic, since I studied at the last minute anyway in most classes. Lmao. Which is why I need to change that this coming semester.

      Anyway, the professor declared something related to an algorithm, but he used a different word instead, so I didn't know what he meant. I asked someone what that means, and they said it was an algorithm.

      The person who told me this had an Afro, and fairly tall, and looked a lot like someone I knew in High School in waking life. I didn't even bother to speculate why he's at my college if he doesn't even attend on in waking life.

      Apparently, when the professor talked about the algorithm, lecture time was up, and everyone started to leave the room.