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mon February 13th 2012
0:00-5:00 ; 5:00-9:00

All in all, a rather special night to look back to.

1. I've been playing on the computer the whole night up until 7 am. My mom walks into my room and tells my dad I haven't gone to bed all night. I mention something about needing rubber bullets from my mathbook to play the game. My dad gets really upset, comes into my room and starts hitting me with the mathbook while I'm in bed. At the last hit I scream (irl) "AAIEE" and wake up.

This was a vague one
2. Me, my dad, mom and brother exit the subway. We cross the street, my brother is looking straight at his phone not noticing the car driving by him. There was no real threat to get hit, but we all freak out at him anyways. We blame the phone and take it away from him.

3. I'm making out with some girl on her bed when her pillow suddenly catches fire. It's glowing like charcoal with an occasional flare of fire. We try to smuther it and continue to make out. The fire pops up again and we rince-repeat. Then we try to dig down to the root of the problem. Seems like there is a half-opened computer case short circuiting under her bed. It's burning. We smuther that fire too. I mention "it would be easier just to cut the wiring to prevent the short circuit", she says "that might have been dangerous".

sun January 7th 2012
0:00-9:00

Same thing as last night: no experiments, need sleep. Breathing & mantras.

1. I'm driving with my dad and my brother in a car. I'm not allowed to drive irl yet. My mom follows us on a scooter. I kinda suck at it: keep forgetting to cross intersections from the right lane, not using my turn signals. I also drove into a school, which was like a maze that I couldn't get out from. My biggest fear is that I won't be able to brake, because the pedal feels very hard, like I don't have enough strength to use it's full potential. I've had this dream 3-4 times now, this is the first time it got messy. I always take the same road, but this time I derailed from it.

2. Can only remember fragments from this dream. It's located in a cafe, especially in a room on the second floor with a balcony. Again I'm not sure what part I play. There is a tall woman, she's probably the waitress. There is an older lady (she must be the owner). There are two guys (they must be the ones running the bar for the older lady), the younger one is more handsome - he's the one the girl is interested in. The guys leave for some time and when they get back in their American-type convertible, they enter through the backdoor. It's a black steel plate with a white painting on it: like a ghost or a witch. Upon return they discover that the younger woman had a child. The kid is in a buggy on the balcony. The woman died her hair to a dark color (I'm not sure how it was before, though). She's pleading the younger fella to have another kid with her. He tells her this bar is no place for a child. She points out that her current child is just fine here (the one on the balcony, with a ridiculous name I can't remember: something like Butter or Sunflower).

Note to self: STAY IN BED. SAY: "WHAT DID I JUST DREAM?"

fri January 6th 2012
22:00-8:30

Had to get good night's rest, since I have to study alot today (exam in 4 days). So didn't want to try anything, just breathing exercice, turned to my side, said mantra and dozed off.

I'm in my hotel room. From the refrigerator I get a bottle of vodka, I pour a couple drinks. Then I head to out to explore. I'm on the ground floor, which is called -5 for some reason. Below that are a couple floors and above it goes to -1. So go in the elevator a couple of times, but the most interesting seems the ground floor with the pool in the middle. I walk around couple of times, when I meet my parents. They tell me we're going to eat, so I should go shower. So they push me into a public shower (like the ones you have at a public pool) and I'd rather just use my own shower, but I can't resist. My grandpa and grandma are there too, getting ready for lunch. We have to cross the pool, over small tiled walls (kinda like bridges), to get to the restaurant. I seem to be afraid to stand up tall, so I crawl over them on my knees. Now and then I slip into the water, making my towel wet. I hate that in real life, and I didn't like then either... My dad mentions something about getting a drink and I remember still having half that bottle of vodka. So I'm carrying it around in my opened backpack, when someone stops me (like a manager) and tells me I'm not allowed to bring my own drink. I tell him it's from the minibar, so I bought it here at the hotel. He says he will go check and leaves me waiting at the desk. They ask for my room number, but I can only give them the floor (-5) and my last name. There's a girl (abit older than me) behind it and we chat abit about the situation and the hotel. She agrees how strange it is that the floors are labeled -5, -4, etc. Another girl is standing next to me, she's been listening to the last bit of the conversation. I'm looking away in the direction the manager went to check my room. When I look back at the girls, I notice the desk-girl signaling to the other to ask for my number, but she declines. (story of my life, lol..) The manager gets back, says it's ok and I can take my bottle with me.

Second time my dad is linked to drinking. It's not a pattern yet, but it seems rather remarkable. My dad doesn't drink often irl, though.

wed January 4th 2012
0:00-8:30

Before bed tried to relax completely, started getting numb. Came closer to sleep paralysis than never before. Hands turned warm and "fat". Then like I was getting covered in hard concrete and floating up from my bed. Had to swallow and blew it. Damn!
Gave up and turned to my side, said couple mantra's and dozed off. I did wake up after both dreams so I guess some of them worked.

1. Sitting with my dad in our hall, smoking a cigarette. (I don't smoke IRL and my dad would kill me if I would.) We're being all cool, talking. I light a couple more. Some of them break off by the filter. I'm really using big drags, they don't seem to smell. I say something along the lines of: "If you're the one smoking, it doesn't stink that much."

2. We're standing outside (me, my dad and mom), seems like we're at a wedding. The other guests are standing on the street, in group. The mother of the bride asks me to start filming. I only have my photo camera, so it's very shaky. A bus arrives and we get on. (It's a public transportation bus, like the ones in Flanders.) We're sitting in the back, my dad is getting upset about mom and he's drinking. Getting pretty drunk. Since it's a public bus, a lady gets on. She's attractive, but I'd rather look at something in her hands. Not sure what it is, either a phone or a camera. When we get off, she joins us for some reason. We're standing in an nice carpeted room, chandeliers, really fancy. When my dad says the word: "Tequila" the lady throws up blue liquid all over me.

tue January 3rd 2012

After a false awakening I opened my eyes and realised I must be dreaming. Attempted to stabilize the dream.

1. Standing in the left corner of our front yard I try to touch things. I touch the house, then touch the cherry tree.
(it's chopped down now, but I didn't realise that in the dream. Maybe I lost lucidity at this point already)
The tree started to grow and as if I was glued to it, it dragged me up into the sky.

There was a fraction of a second dream, not sure if it was earlier or later at night.
2. I'm with my dad in a mini van when we stop to pick up another man wearing a suit. There are no more seats in the car, my dad gives him a small inflatable cushion to sit on. The man tries to sit on it in the back of the van, I can see he's uncomfortable with his knees up to his face. I offer him my seat and we switch. Then while we're driving I'm laying near the rear door of the car, which is made completely out of tanned glass. I wonder what would happen if the glass would break and I would fall onto the road.

Couple nights ago I had some dreams too, but not worthwhile sharing due to somewhat explicit content