My Dream Journal

I am on the school bus on the way to school. I realize that I am standing in the middle of the isle, slowly walking to the front of the bus. Then the bus driver yells at me, and I sit down, in the wrong seat. I laugh at my stupidity and push my finger through my hand to see if I am dreaming, but it doesn't work. I move one.
I am in my school library with my classmates. It is first hour. Rosa Parks is going to be coming to school to give a presentation. I remember thinking that she already died, but I dismiss the idea. When she comes, she is the only one standing, everyone else is sitting. I think that she should get a chair because she is so old. All of a sudden, she is sitting down.
I am back on the school bus at the end of the day. It is my stop. I walk up to the front of the bus to get off, but I realize that I forgot to bring my backpack, water bottle, and eos from my seat. I go back to my seat to get them, but they are scattered under the seat of the bus. I do an RC, but it doesn't work, so I move on.

I am at the library, but also partially at Goodwill. The library is rearranged, so I ask one of the people there where the "double swim meets" are. The person who answers tells me, and talks A LOT. I want to ask her where the books on hold are, but she keeps talking (very annoying.)
We are still in the library, same dream. This time there is someone, a lady talking about someone else. A boy tries to guess who she is talking about, but he doesn't know. I all of a sudden am on the deck at my house. I am smoking and I throw the cigarette into the woods. When I walk back in, I say who the person was the lady was talking about; Carly Fiorina.
I am sitting on the staircase rail and my sister tells me that it looks like fun and she wants to try. I get off and let her try it.
I am at a friend's birthday party, brushing out my hair with my friend's brush. Then me and my friend are taking a walk outside, walking a dog wearing sandals. We are walking through the grass, and it is very wet and squishy. My dad is there and he tells us that we should have walked on the sidewalks. We are walking under a tree and I see a box of rats floating in the air. I try to pet one, and it growls at me. "I hate rats!" I scream. A nearby lady starts yelling at me for hating rats. I try to shut her up and tell her that I really do like rats, but she just won't be quiet. I end up punching her really hard on her back and walking away. My dad gives me a horrified look and I shrug and say "don't worry, I don't do that often." We walk into a building, and I let my thoughts wander. I think about LDing, so I decide to do an RC. I do 2+2, and it equals 5. I push my fingers through my hand, and it worked. I wonder what I should do. I decide to walk around a corner so I can be alone and decide what to do there. It leads me to an elevator. (Definitely not lucid at this point.) I press the button and I can see the elevator moving upwards. I wonder what floor I should press, so I ask a lady nearby. She tells me she doesn't know and we should just go out to eat. There is a cafe nearby , so I get a yogurt parfait, and we sit down to eat. Then there are teachers and students there. The teachers are telling us about all the homework we have to turn in the next day.
I thought it was weird that I had two dreams last night about people talking and talking and being annoying. It was weird because it didn't seem to have any connection to my waking life whatsoever. I'll have to look into that osome more.

I am in my literacy class. In that class we all have nicknames made up by the teacher. My nickname is Poly sci. The teacher is talking to me about "poly sci" and "mono sci" and how poly means many and mono means one.
It is the same dream. A few of my classmates are opening late Christmas presents in large boxes. I don't feel jealous that much. We go to the school library, but it's the library that was in my Elementary school. One of my friends is there with a box full of cookies. I ask her if they taste good and she says that they do. I take one and eat it. It is blueberry flavored. My other friends take cookies too, and I wonder why they have chocolate cookies and I have blueberries.
We are back in the classroom again, sitting at tables with atlases. My dad then walks up to me, and I start yelling at him. I am extremely mad at him for some reason. Once I am finished yelling at him, I see my mom in the distance shaking her head, and my friend seated next to me, a surprised look on her face.
I am at my house, a different dream. The plot is that there's something going on with people getting fed a poisoned drink. I am in the basement, and a man is trying to talk to me. I start walking towards the stairs when he collapses, dead, against me. I ask my brother who the culprit is, and he tells me something about the maid from the book/movie "The Help". I walk upstairs and hear the doorbell ring. Seconds later I can hear the man outside the door talking, telling me that he is going to break into out house. I wonder if I should hide and tell dad. At the last second I race around into the garage and tell dad. (Although I wonder if I should talk to him because of how mad I was at him before.) Dad slowly walks to the front door where he tells me that he recognizes the man at the door as one of his friends.
My mom is telling me that my cousin is sick again. She seems angry at him because she is talking in an irritated voice. She tells me that my cousin is worried about his later careers (he's only eleven!) Apparently he is lactose intolerant and people don't hire lactose intolerant people. Then my Aunt buts in and says that he was worried about his careers because of "The Rummage." I know she is talking about the rummage we had last summer. She says that the rummage was "the king".
I thought it was kind of cool that I remembered my anger at my dad from a completely different dream. Hopefully it's a sign of being more observant

I'm really sorry if I already posted this, I was having difficulties.
Two nights ago was amazing, guys! Not only did I fill up more then I ever have in my dream journal in one night, but I had my first goodish lucid dream! I'll cut out the less main dreams and spare you the details. But, anywhoo, on with the dreams!
My dad and I are at a college library, and I'm looking for Percy Jackson books. For some reason the shelves are all disorganized and the books aren't there. My dad just tells me to check out a different book rather then to spend any more time looking, so I do.
My sister and I are going into this aquarium museum thingy, and we see our Uncle and Aunt who are currently not on speaking terms with the rest of the family. I hear the uncle say to the aunt "there they are" so me and my sister hurry away quickly. I then realize that we passed the betta exhibit, so I tell my sister we have to go back to see it. She says no, so I go alone. A little bit later, or maybe it's just the next dream, but I am Hermione with Ron and Harry in The Deathly Hallows. I cast the hex on Harry so that his face looks disfigured. Then I am in my church, and I throw a pencil into the baptismal font. I am still Hermione, and Bellatrix is there. For some reason, Harry and I want to hide some sort of ribbon from her, so I pretend to faint while really sticking the ribbon into a garbage bag. She realizes what I did, and makes Harry throw the garbage outside. Then I get worried that Harry will dispose of the garbage in the wrong way, so I go outside to help him throw out the garbage. Instead of finding Harry, I find my friends who are raking someone's yard. There is a bird nest in the yard, and a chick flies out of it. We are all really interested and play with it and pet it and stuff.
Ok, here's the good stuff.
It is night and my family and I are waiting for my grandma to come. A black truck stops in our driveway, but it isn't grandma's. Mom tells us that we should escape, so we all run out the side garage door into the woods. We are not too far into the woods when I realize that the man from the truck is following us. We start running farther into the woods, and I notice that there are odd mansions in the woods. I don't question it too much though, and keep running. It is like we ran through a mirror, because we now are running towards our house again. There are words on the bottom of the deck (we have a really high deck) that say "wand" and "magic" and I think that maybe I can jump onto the deck because of that, but I can't. I run up the stairs of the deck, and Draco Malfoy is there with a plastic wand along with someone else with a stick for a wand. They are pointed at me. I break them easily, and all the fear goes away. It is summertime and I am on the deck, my mom doing gardening nearby. I suddenly realize I am dreaming, maybe because of the warmth, I don't know. I think about what I should do, I didn't have a plan. I decide just to examine the world around me, and I realize several things. 1) My mom is wearing a short sleeved orange shirt. 2) I think about what just happened in the dream. 3) The world seems SO real it is uncanny. 4) I remember the basic task of the month, to read a book title. I turn around, and a binder is sitting there. I read the title on it, but it is too long, and I think I won't be able to remember it, so I find a different book. This one is a notebook. It has two words in the title, but unfortunately I can't remember them, either. Right after this, I forget I am dreaming
Oh, I forgot to say this. Earlier that night before the LD, I had a dream that I was LDing, so when I had the real LD, I made sure I wasn't dreaming about a LD before I started doing anything.
If anyone is wondering, I have a complete LDing plan all set and ready now.