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    1. Hoping for a Drift

      by , 02-17-2012 at 09:48 AM
      thu February 16th 2012
      0:50-8:00

      Went out with some friends, drank couple of beers.

      I'm driving my brother to school on my bike. There's a pile of snow in the middle of the school yard. Just one kid is at school, my brother knows him and I leave my brother with him. This being my old school I walk around wondering why nobody is here. I see a girl that used to be in my class at high school. I know she has a boyfriend, but I'm picking up mixed signals. She tells me she wants to learn to drive a car, but hasn't mastered the bike yet. While she's cruising around I see she has trouble with braking. I'm about to test the brakes when the scene changes. I'm suddenly in a room with snow on the floor. So I ride in circles, attempting to drift.
    2. Beat-up Gamers and Burning Pillows

      by , 02-14-2012 at 09:34 AM
      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".
    3. Cowboy Longboard

      by , 01-10-2012 at 09:10 AM
      mon January 9th 2012
      23:00-08:00


      Relaxation, breathing, mantras. The following are probably the most out of the ordinary dreams I've had since I started this journal.

      1. Can't remember this one. But I'm positive I remembered it at some point, since I tried to recall both the first and the second dream.

      2. Me, some girl and some boy are getting on our horses to get a Coca-Cola in a saloon on the hill. We're still small children (I'm 18 now and never ridden a big horse either).
      So we arrive at the saloon and the barkeep starts pouring the first Coke for my friend, I really feel like drinking one too. But I realise I didn't bring (enough) money. So they're looking at me, sipping their drinks. I decide to go back and fetch my money. But my friends tell me not to, since there are a couple of evil men on their horses outside, waiting to rob children riding solo through the land. Across the street I see a beer brewery, it has a sign with the name on it. There's a man and a woman. The man says something about getting something fixed, so he can start his brew again. He has the first batch in a glass already: a yellowish, troubly drink with a tiny foam layer on top. I really feel like trying one.

      3. I'm standing on top of a skate ramp with someone else (maybe my brother - it's someone small, that I feel I need to protect so they're standing behind me). The ramp is a mix between a half pipe and curved slide. I believe at some point it even seemed to have that red glossy look. Some person (who seems to be my buddy) is going back and forth on the ramp trying to make speed. Every time he turns in the corners, it makes a squeeky sound. I see we are surrounded by woods, so I tell him to do whatever he wants faster, before some animal shows up. After I mention this, sure enough, a little deer shows up. He is poking his head through the bushes along the side of the ramp. My friend says he will "fix it" and he goes into the woods. He comes back with a bear , the deer gets scared and starts to charge towards me. It's trying to hit me with it's goatlike horns while I try to grab them.

      Really fun dreams actually. The scenery was much stronger than usual and I'm on my way to remembering 2+ dreams! Let's hope it keeps evolving like this.
    4. Hotel Resort

      by , 01-07-2012 at 09:19 AM
      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.
    5. Kinda breaking bad

      by , 01-06-2012 at 12:44 PM
      thu January 5th 2012
      23:00 - 9:00


      Drank some coffee before bed, tried sleep paralysis. Didn't work - at all. Seems like I just can't fall asleep on my back, so my efforts might be fruitless forever. Did some relaxation and "I will wake up and remember"-mantra.

      The whole dream felt like it was from the series "Breaking Bad" (which I adore, btw). The strangest part was that I couldn't make up what part I played, like I was seeing the dream from different angles. We're standing at the laundry-factory: me(?), a girl, another younger boy/girl(?) and some other guy. The girls are sitting in a box of pillows, watching TV. I'm leaning over the edge, talking with them, occasionaly glancing at the TV. This other dude shows up and starts messing around with the older girl. The younger one doesn't seem to notice, she's more interested in the TV. I'm just standing there, pretty uncomfortable.
      Then I see Gus pulling up and he gets blocked by another car, they're juking back and forth trying to pass eachother.
      Someone comes along on a scooter that - next time I see this, it better be my RC - has a front wheel that looks like a rabbit-backpack. The older girl expresses her wish to have one of those. Somehow she gets it and I'm thinking: "It will probably get stolen near that lousy appartment she lives at."

      I woke up 6:45, but didn't remember to lay still and reconstruct my dream better. So I tried to stay up for a while, listened to some music, read in LaBerge's book, did a little crossword puzzle (seems I suck at those). Didn't fall asleep fast, but faster than the first time. No dream recall of this second period though.
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    6. Smoking Wedding

      by , 01-05-2012 at 09:56 AM
      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.
    7. First lucid: Treehugger

      by , 01-04-2012 at 02:45 PM
      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
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    8. Rope swing

      by , 12-27-2011 at 09:30 AM
      mon 26 dec 2011
      01:00-08:00


      In one of my universities buildings there are two ropeswings in the middle of the lobby. My friend starts running and swinging in a circle. I take the second rope and catch up to him, kicking him forward to give him more momentum.
      The point of all this is to film it, I'm part of the filming crew (director or lights guy, not sure). When I swing alone (as to show an example), there is a big table of people dining in the middle. As I swing between two heads, a picture is taken. The result is a still of me, infront of a woman who is somewhat amazed and two colourful lights (red and orange, or red and yellow).

      Lousy memory, I know. This was actually more than I remembered at first, something triggered parts of the memory again.
      Tried doing my mantra last night: "I will wake up and remember my dream." But I never keep it up long enough until I'm actually falling asleep.
    9. Field trip

      by , 12-25-2011 at 09:38 AM
      sat 24 dec 2011
      11 pm - 8.30 am



      Our class goes out on a field trip. I know it's my class, but I can't really recognise any of them.
      We are in an old city: small paved streets, stone buildings, churches. It might be in Belgium.

      I get detached from the group because of some issue with registration, I trick the administration lady (who is actually sitting in something more like a cafeteria window) into signing me up so I can leave and catch up with the rest.
      Along the way there is a closed door and we have to wait for the guide to open it. I pull my key chain out of my pocket and try a key that I believe could be a master key (I used that key before in a real situation). It works! This creates an advantage over the guide of the tour and we try to stay ahead of him by crossing different types of obstacles.

      Finally when we do encounter him, a battle between us and him occurs. I'm looking down on us, because we're all miniatures. He dies, but suddenly resurrects and we try to flee him.

      ***

      There is a clear memory of me visiting my friends house (not sure if this was before or after the events, not sure whether it's the same dream).
      It's not actually my friends house, but dream-me thinks it is. I find his dad there (whom I have never met). He tells me his son went out.
      When I call him, he tells me he's with a couple of friends in another city. He invites me to join them, but I decline since the distance is too great to travel on my bike.
      I call some other friends, who seem busy at the moment aswell.