Deep Inside The Lucid Dreamer's Subconscious

I was in a snowy landscape. A girl from Thailand came to visit me but I didn't want her to be there. She was obsessed with me and really clingy. I remember building up a base at some point in a field like in fortnite. At some point we're in my room and it's really dark. It feels like it's early morning and I'm trying to get up so I can go play video games before the girl wakes up but for some reason I was stuck in bed and couldn't fully get up.

We eventually get into a forest around some friends. She walks up out of nowhere and it looks like she's pregnant but in my mind I think she's so crazy she put a basketball under her shirt just so that people would think she was pregnant. My friends are looking at me like she is crazy. We get into a house with some old uva friends of mine and they're greeting me and then looking awkward when they see this girl.

Frag: Something to do with a giant pirate themed place, walking on wooden rickety bridges, ships in various locations.

Frag: Over at this playground which is lakeview playground IRL, there with a group of people my age. We're on the playground and then on the other side of a chain crossed fence. I was talking to a girl named X and now I had my arm around Dana talking about something, I could see X behind Dana glaring at her jealous.

I'm in a class group in some sort of mansion that doesn't really contain any walls. The teacher is asking us to pair up so I'm looking around at people, everyone seems to be getting partners but I'm all alone. The teacher asks where Hayden T is and I check my phone to see he texted me telling me he wasn't going to class. It appears to me that I'm sorta in a Mario game, specifically Super Mario 64 in the castle level where you slide down the red carpet. On the opposite side of where you'd go to the carpet is a staircase which leads to blackness on some sides except the middle which has a swirling portal kinda like an instance portal from WoW and maybe some boosting portals before it. We start to go down the other side and the path is not a red carpet but a snowy slope. I'm still looking around for a partner when I see Hayden behind us. Everyone in the class group is now sliding down this snowy slope. I'm sliding on my butt up small hills and off of jumps, grabbing onto overhanging tree branches to do tricks, trying to impress the teacher and landing perfectly down sloping angles so it doesn't hurt. My alarm wakes me up while I'm mid-air.