non-lucid

I woke up around 3am and remembered parts of three seperate dreams from that night. I wrote them down in my drowsy state and can't quite recall the squiggles I put on the page. This is what I can translate:

A girl I work with owns a dragon (apparently this is common knowledge).

Later, while giving birth and my colleague goes away for a long time. She is very upset, so I house sit for her and run her errands, etc. She leaves some money behind.
She has had the dragon and it's babies encased in bronze.

Eventually, the dragon wakes up and Anne comes back. We all celebrate.

Afterwards, Anne looks for the money she left behind and acuses me of stealing it when she can't find it. I let her think I did for a moment before I show her what I bought her. I don't know what it is, but I bought it as a present (presumably with her money).

I am very excited to play with the dragon.

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I'm at a school disco and need to charge my phone. I plug it into the main computer system, off of which the music and music videos are playing. The contents of my phone are now shown on the large screens for everyone to see. In my phone history, they find a porn site and I am very embarrassed. No one yet knows it's my phone but I decide to sit in the corner and wait as they'll soon find out.

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Someone at work points out a hickie/love bite on my neck and I laugh, telling them I'm surprised they're the only one to notice it.

I am watching a family friend play a video game on the TV. He is being selfish and not letting me play. He is playing really well and it looks like fun.
Finally, when it's my turn, he doesn't let me continue onto the new levels but instead, I have to replay the levels he already did.
I pick up the controller, which was a large, plush pig with playstation-type controls on it's belly.
The character on the TV looks like Conan the Barbarian and fights with his hands.
I try to control him like my friend did, but for me, the character is slow. He is doing everything in slow motion and I cannot pass the first part of the level.

I'm on a train or bus, walking through, trying to find a seat.
I find two free ones to my right, in front of me. I sit down and shuffle over to the window seat. I realise my legs are too long and my knees are pushing against the seat in front. They hurt slightly. I have to open my legs to fit them in.

My boyfriend is sitting on the window seat across the aisle and there's someone sitting next to him, between us. We wave at each other and he jumps over the seat in front and sits next to me.

My boyfriend and I are leaving a club. I wait outside the door while he gets the car. A medium sized man, slightly chubby and a bit chavvy with a plain white t-shirt and shaved head, approaches me qwith his friends and whispers in my ear in a different language. Sounds like Russian or Czech.
I tell him I don't understand and his grabs me in a sexual manner and says 'sex'. My boyfriend hurries back and sees this man with his hands on me. My bf is considerably smaller than him, but he jumps and karate chops the man in the neck. He jumps again and with a stiff, open palm, jams his fingers into the bridge of the man's nose. The man falls backwards and is stunned, allowing us to escape.

We are wlaking down the street (not sure what happened to the car). He says that everyone is staring at us. I hadn't noticed before, but now I can see that everyone walking past us is very focused on us. I turn to my boyfriend but he has turned into my ex, who is dressed in womens clothes, with outrageous make up.
He asks if I mind if he changes into comfortable shoes (I assume he's wearing large heels, but I don't check).

Suddently, we're in some kind of public transport. I know it's a bus, but it looks like the back seat of a taxi. Every seat looks exactly like the back of a taxi and the bus is a cylinder, constantly rotating as it makes it way down the street.
It is a small space and we're sitting with people we don't know.
We realise we're quite drunk at this point and the spinning 'bus' is only making it worse. The ex has changed into jeans, removed his top and attempted to take his make up off but smudged it across his face instead.
I think to myself what he is doing here in London as he lives in Australia and how he got his car here (I am now under the impression that the car I never got into at the start is in fact, my ex's car).

I am now on a train headed somwhere I don't know. But it is clear that this is a medium-long journey. Definitely to a different town/city. I am with my brother and I am still drunk. It is early in the morning.
My brother and I are having a conversation and everyone on the train is listening and staring and us. He says he has the early shift at McDonalds in a few hours and I make a big deal of asking why he came out and started drinking if he has to wkrm so early. I am slightly enjoying the attention of the carriage of strangers and play it up for them.
He says he had to switch shifts with our cousin because of her 'V'.
I quesiton him as to what that means and he just stares at me wide-eyed. I realise he doesn't want people listening. I look up to everyone and say, 'maybe we'll continue this in private'.
Everyone turns around and ignores us and we whisper to each other. I ask if he means our cousin lost her virginity (which I previously assuemd she already had) and he nods.

I am now at a large train station waiting for my train to Winchester (where my boyfriend lives). I can see him and a girl sitting at the bottom of the staircase (I am standing at the top - it is a very large staircase, leading into the station). I assume the girl is his best friend. They are both overlooking the incoming trains.
I see the train to Winchester pull up beyond the bottom of the stairs.
I decide I can't make it in time as the train is scheduled to leave in two minutes so I walk to the bottom of the stairs and sit down. The next train will come four minutes after, so I decide to wait.

I notice that the train doors don't close, so I decide I can make it afterall. I run over to the door, but as I get there, they close. I press the button to make them open but the train pulls away with everyone inside staring at me.

They say that keeping a dream journal will help you to remember your dreams and also have lucid dreams, so I have decided to start one.

Last night, I dreamt about a mildly famous, gay, internet personality. He took my brother and I to McDonalds. This guy goes behind the counter and gives sexual favours to the person serving us. I don't know who he is or why that's happening but it's common knowledge that the McDonald's employee is quite dirty.
We receive our order in a massive paper bag. My brother can't carry it from the top because it's too big so I carry it from underneath.
All the fries are sitting on the top and poking out of the bag, right under my nose.

As we walk out, we come to a spaghetti-western style town and I've lost my McDonald's. We are now with our Nonna walking down a very familiar path. We've all been there before.
Nonna stops and take several large £1 coins from her purse (each coin is bigger than her palm) and she puts it in a charity box for an animals charity. I make sure she hands the box into the asian shop next to her so the money doesn't get stolen.
She speaks to the shop keeper in an asian language I don't know, but somehow I understand her. She says, 'And a pound for you' as she hands the shop keeper a pound.
A homeless man casually walks into the shop and opens the till. He takes ten pounds and walks out. Everyone watches him but makes no attempt to stop him.

Outside I talk to my brother. He tells me he is sick of living with Nonna because he has no freedom and he wants to move out. He feels he can't do anythign for fear of upsetting her. I think to myself that he should wait until he finishes university as he only has one semester left. But I wake up to my 7am alarm before I can tell him.