non-lucid

A few dreams from my physical dream journal.
I'm going to start writing here from now on, I realized that my handwriting is barely readable.

Here are the dreams I currently have written in my journal:

DREAM 1
Dreamed: Unknown, Written: 27.7.2012.

I was in the living room, the light was off, it was also off in the kitchen, which is sort of connected to the living room.
There is a big glass door in the living room which leads to another room, it doesn't really have a purpose, we just store various things there.
The light was on in there, I saw it through the glass door.
I tried turning the lights on in the living room by using the switch, it didn't work.
After a couple of failures, i gave up.
I tried turning the lights on in the kitchen, it also didn't work.
I found it weird that only the glass door room light was working, I then "semi" realized that I am dreaming and suddenly rushed upstairs to my room.
When in my room I built a wall where my "door hole" is, (I don't have a door in my room).
I think I might have been wearing big grey or black gloves.
After blocking the doorway,I felt that I am not really lucid, that the dream isn't stable at all, which was true.
I then started looking at the huge tree outside my window, I tried to focus as hard as I could and receive all the detail possible to become more aware, I don't remember it very well, but the tree was beautiful and extremely colorful.
That is the last thing I remember before waking up.
It was all very sudden, irrational and just very blurry.

Non-dream Dream

Dream 1:

I am at my English professor's house getting my paper graded. We are sitting close together on her couch.

This was a very long and involved dream. Unfortunately this is all I remembered.

Dream 2:

I am at work arguing with GM over someone's project. This person is trying to use a drug with proven toxicity in another program. I am arguing that we should give it a chance because the tox might be due to the drug going somewhere completely different from where it will go in the new program. I say that even if there is only a 1% chance of it working, those are better odds than our current approach to drug discovery. This person (a woman I think) presents her ideas to a large audience and GM is talking mad shit on her throughout the entire talk.

My co-worker YA is technically not in my department although she works directly with me.

I hear a strange buzzing noise and I wake up to find my wife's phone is vibrating.

Dream 3:

I am writing my previous dream in my dream journal. (As always with a false awakening) I am writing the dream in incredible detail.

Wake up for real.

Dream 4:

I come home early from work and find two young boys playing in my pool. I jump in and play some basketball with them. They ask me to put in a diving board. I ask them how much that would cost and they didn't know. I say that if it is less than $1000 I will do it. Next I am playing 4 square with them and my wife with tomatoes. My wife asks me to have sex with her but I said not with the little kids around.

Dream 5:

I am in a very serious flag football and basketball league. The basketball portion is 2 on 2. I get picked to represent my school even though I am not on the normal school basketball team.

My recall has been pretty bad, but I can remember that I was in another hunger games type situation where everyone was trying to kill me. What made it different from the hunger games was that we had teams.
The battlefield was a corn field with trees all along it. There was a road though the middle that had a few more trees along the edge.
Everyone on my team had gotten killed, other than me. A bunch of other people were dead, too. I started looking for good weapons, because most of what people had were small knives or hand-crafted spears. Eventually, I found two small war axes and some body armor.
I decided to dual wield the axes, and I was now one of the most powerful people fighting. I remember killing a few more people. Then this black woman who looked like one of my mother's friends came into the arena and told me that she was the mother of one of my teammates, and that she was really mad at me for letting her child get killed so that I could get the axes. She punished me by running over my laptop computer with a golf cart.

These happened really late in the morning, like reaaaally late. I woke up several times, and the last time, the clock said 10:43am. I thought, ehh, I'll get up in a bit, no sense in trying to LD now because I never do this late. Then I conked out again anyway.

I remember dreaming about my dogs chasing and torturing frogs in the back yard like they do irl. Gucci brought one inside and was trying to half play and half chew on the poor thing (irl, I occasionally happen upon a little frog jerky on the living room floor). So I shoo the dog away so I can get the little corpse and throw it outside. When I pick it up, he's still alive! He appears unwounded, just in shock and perhaps playing dead. I hold him very gently, and go to put him in the koi pond in our back yard. He does a couple little frog licks on my hand, which felt like grateful kisses. I set him in the koi pond, which has suddenly turned into an ocean shore line (YAY oceanfront property, finally). I watch as he floats for a moment, then does the breast stroke and swims off. I suddenly become lucid, because HEY, I don't have an ocean in the back yard! So I start skipping along the shore, and take to flight. It was already night when the dream started, with the only light coming from our backyard floodlights. But now that I'm lucid, it goes completely dark. I REALLY need to learn how to summon light. I tried all kind of things. I even closed my eyes and spun, trying to change the scene. Usually that would wake me up, but it didn't this time, which is good. But it was still dark. I just kinda stood there, in a black oblivion for a few moments, and woke up due to frustration.

But I didn't wake up, it was a false awakening! I thought I woke up, and Danny was getting up to get ready for work, and I could hear the kids getting ready for school. But then I remembered I already went through this like 4 hours ago, I should be alone right now! So I just got up out of bed and went down the hall, ignoring the pretend family members. The hall opened into an entirely new scene. It looked like a romper room: lots of kids and a few gym teachers, multicolored foam blocks, toys and books. I suddenly remembered that I wanted to try the basic TOTM, to shrink down. I looked at one of the teachers, and asked her if she knew how to cast spells, because I want to shrink down to the size of a bug. She said "I sure do!" Then she pointed me to 4 different children, each holding a magic wand. She told me to choose which one I wanted to cast the spell on me. So I chose the boy in blue. Everyone stood around me in a circle, and the boy pointed the wand at me and said an incantation. I felt like there was an invisible power, forcing me downward. At first I thought I was shrinking, because I went from being at eye level with everyone, then knee level, then finally ankle level. But they looked the same size, so I couldn't have shrunk. I looked at everyone, then myself, and I realized all that happened was I was just sitting on the floor. Lame job there subconscious. I thought I might just grab a teacher and have some consolation sex, but my dream body that was on the floor phased into my waking body in my bed. Oh well, at least I remembered and attempted it one last time before the end of the month.

09.28.2012

Scar and Paper (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I wrote down two tags for this dream, but I should've written more.

The dream is associated with someone getting a scar, and then something involving white printer paper.

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09.28.2012

Crystals in Bathtub (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Somebody had a hold of some object that could form crystals contained in a white plastic bag. A group of people, maybe 2-3, wanted to steal the contents in the bag. The dream most likely resets to where I have to save him before they beat him up.

I looked at the person, and he ran away, leaving whoever is coming to get him to me now. The dream shifts to where I'm at a lower floor, somewhere, and I'm looking on the bottom of a bathtub, and I find crystals forming and hardening. They had a slight yellow hue to them, and it almost looked like brown sugar when it gets wet.

Then I have something along in the notes related to Space Pirate Sara, the blonde chick that appeared in a dream a few weeks ago, though I can't remember what she did in this dream.

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09.28.2012

Superman and his Doppelganger (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm inside of a building with purple or blue carpet flooring in most sections, and there were violet walls too I believe. It seems to be daytime in the dream, and there were large vertical windows that emitted the bright light outside.

I see Superman, and I'm not sure if he's fighting anyone, but then I see another person that looks like Superman, to some extent, that seems like he's preparing to attack the original one. Then what I have on the next tag is a thesis on a wall, and what I can recall from that is that it was more of a column with a thesis written on it rather than a wall.

The column was dark orange-red, and there was some random guy sitting next to the right of the column . His hairstyle was messed up, a bunch of curly hair, and he wore glasses with a thick, black, metal rim around it. I assume he's on the floor because of the whole deal with Superman facing his doppelganger, judging by how he shook his legs rapidly in fear.

What I have next as a tag is "Lois and Clark Kent together saying, "Mmmhmmm..."

What I can recall from that is that Superman and Lois are walking together. Lois seems to be wearing an opened mid-tone violet female dress shirt, along with a faded sky blue shirt underneath it. She also seemed to have been wearing a light gray skirt.

They're both looking down at something, and I assume it's just me looking at them in first person view, and they said in unison,

"Mhmmmmmmmmmm....."

Okay, today, before I typed this dreams up and had them in bite-sized tags, which I should definitely extend more than just 2-3 tags, the dream above with the Superman and the Thesis on the wall, I noticed that today in History discussion, we talked about the guidelines for our Thomas Paine Essay. Our TA mentioned something about the thesis, which was a pretty obvious thing to start with so the graders don't get confused on the purpose of the essay...just wanted to point that out.

I had this dream last night and I decided to write it down. Here it is: I was sitting with about 7 snakes in an unfamiliar living room. I guess they were my pets or something, because I was feeding them. My favorite snake was a large bright-green one that I let crawl around on my shoulders and arms. I put it down on the ground and it slithered towards another brownish snake that was digesting something. I stood up, got some water and returned to them. I was looking around for the green snake, but only saw the others. Suddenly I turned around and saw the snake that I was looking for slithering right at me. I thought that it was going to hurt me so I grabbed it right on it's tail, picked it up, and threw it at the wall. I felt bad, (as I should) and went to see if it was alright. I sat down next to it and checked to see if it was alive, which it was.
It then hurled itself into the air and landed on my back. I felt a sharp pain where it landed because it bit me. I think I blacked-out in the dream because I then found myself sitting with my mother who had "magically" healed my snake wound.
I told her "thanks," and walked towards an exit out of the house, I passed the snakes but the green one was gone (guess that mom took care of it ). I came to a clear door which I could see through. I noticed a big brown bear in the distance outside and instantly told my mother. She went outside and began to pet the bear who seemed to enjoy the attention. I then woke up at around 6:00AM with a headache.

I was home with my mom and hungry. I found some leftover steamed rice to eat but found nothing to have with it. I used the ceramic bowl from my dorm days that has a glossy turquoise interior and matte black outer finish.

09-28-2012 -- I'm at a theater somewhere in Orlando with BC, preparing to take in a performance of All in the Timing, though it doesn't seem to be under that title. The problem is, neither BC nor I have any money for a ticket. So why are we here again? We are just about to leave when Karl O. comes running up, wanting to know what the heck we are doing here. AH is performing in this, and if she sees me, she'll blow a gasket! [In real life, this is nonsense and AH would be the consummate professional, and might well be glad for the ticket sale, even if she didn't want to interact with me personally.]

BC is saying we wanted to take in the play, and I am explaining I wanted to see all six scenes, instead of just the four I saw the last time. He is asking which two I'd not seen before, and I remember 'Variations on the Death of Trotsky', but can't bring 'The Philadelphia' to mind. He has taken long enough talking to us about this that suddenly AH is wandering into the area, and BC and I take off running before she can start screaming at us.

We are now running through a Disney park. It might possibly start out in the Magic Kingdom in Florida, but if so, it almost instantly warps to Disneyland. We find ourselves running right into an area where they are roping off the street in preparation for a parade, and are ducking under ropes and things. We get separated, and I am trying to catch up with her, but the parade ropes soon turn into a ride queue for some kind of children's ride.

Soon I am having to climb a sort of ladder, and I find myself looking at a very small hole I have to crawl through. There's no way ... not even if I was half my size. I have to apologize to people as I squeeze past them back down the ladder. I am looking for a cast member to explain the situation, but it seems they are trying to save money, and have cut back on the staffing, so there is nobody here. Instead I just duck under a barricade and into the loading/unloading area and prepare to walk out the exit, just as a boat or car appears with a cast member wondering what I think I am doing. I start to try and explain, then just say "Never mind," and bolt as the employee glares after me.

I wander around for a bit, then climb a short railing into some brush surrounding the Matterhorn, where I find my little red motor scooter. I pick it up and start to hoist it over the railing when a Disney security guard comes up to me and demands to know what I am doing. "You can't park a motor scooter back here, even if you are a cast member ..." he looks closer at me, and says "And you're impersonating a cast member, as well!" He's ticked off.

I glance down at myself, and find I am wearing western garb that might well look very much like a Frontierland costume. It gets worse as I glance at my feet and find my shoes are huge! Somehow I am wearing Goofy shoes! I think back to this morning, when I was getting dressed, and I just grabbed the first clothes I could find. I didn't mean anything by it. The shoes seemed slightly big, but comfortable. I honestly didn't realize!

But moment by moment the shoes are getting bigger, and the clothes are slightly shifting so that they look more and more like a character costume. Thank God I'm not somehow wearing the head, or I'd be dead! The security guard (who looks like Bob Hoskins in Roger Rabbit) is furious, and ties me to a rope as he is closing a gate to allow the passage of a train, monorail, and even a stage coach to pass [seems more like Knott's than Disney] but the rope falls off, and I move to an out-of-the-way spot. I could have rushed off and been free, but I didn't want to be hunted, so I waited, figuring I could explain.

But he doesn't want to listen. He drags me down to Main Street to see a supervisor, but the supervisor seems to be overseeing some sort of water show. I am told to just wait quietly, and maybe write out a report of my defense. But they have no paper, I have no paper, and am stuck either writing on my arms, or pulling out a rare 1990s park guide map from my backpack (which is loaded with such souvenirs) and writing it on that.

I am trying to point out that I am a collector of old Disney stuff, using that as some of my proof, and trying to show I meant no harm, and didn't even realize what I was wearing, but they don't want to listen. I continue to try to write my report, but splashes from the water show keep hitting the map, and the paper is getting soaked and the ink is running. I finally give up, throw away the guide book, and try to move out of the way so I won't get soaked.

I soon find myself standing in the very back, well behind all the seating, and again I could have just disappeared in the crowds to never be seen again. But when the guard starts looking around for me, I wave to him so he can find me. He seems to be wearing some kind of police car costume that looks like something from the Roger Rabbit movie. He soon discards the costume, grabs me again, and pulls me backstage.

This is the part that is much more like past dreams than real life. He is pulling me through an area that seems to be half backstage, half onstage, to a small door right next to a barber shop which leads to the Disney security office. As he pulls me through, we walk past Denny Hardwick, who I am hoping doesn't recognize me. Bob strolls right through some crowds, but I am a bit bigger, and have to wait for them to pass before I can move past them.

He leads me up to a counter where a young woman glares at me and asks me coldly "what are you in for?" By this time I am getting really disgusted with the way a simple error is being blown out of proportion, and tell her she already knows exactly what I am here for. If she didn't, she would either assume I was a normal person, or an employee, not an imposter! She doesn't deny it. They are just rude and obnoxious, and seem determined to railroad me! AAUUGGHH!!

Dream - Lucid

I was watching my friend, Caitlin, walk in rhythm down a hallway to her singing the words "It won't take me awhile" over and over again in a deep Jamaican accent. She was wearing light blue bermuda shorts.

We were then sitting on the couch, watching some late-night TV. I'd say it was probably 1 or 2 in the morning, maybe later. I think we were sitting in my living room. It was dark, save for the light from the TV.

We were then walking into a kitchen that kind of looked like our neighbor's (from yesterday's dream) kitchen. We were in nothing but our underwear. I think we must have lived there, and were roommates again. I was trying to get my panties all the way on over my butt as we were walking. At the far end of the kitchen were some of our friends from high school, Kayla and Maegan are the ones I remember, though there were more. It was kind of embarrassing, but we were still having a good time.

Then, all the sudden, I was outside on a wooden porch with my best friend MK's older brother, Adam, whom I rarely see or talk to IWL. Everyone else had disappeared. It was a beautiful, sunny day. Adam looked at me and asked
"Where did everyone go?"
I responded
"The dream must be about to end."
As Adam was agreeing with me that that must be why, I was thinking wait a minute. This is a dream! Sweet!!
I didn't even do an RC, since I felt so sure already that this was a dream. I was really excited! So excited, that I wanted to fly with Adam! We walked up to the edge of the porch, and Adam started talking. I, however, was too excited to listen (something I desperately need to work on in my LDs -_-). I kept wanting to ask him to fly with me. He finally finished talking, and I asked him
"Do you practice lucid dreaming?"
"Yes," he replied.
I grabbed for his hand.
"Would you like to fly with me?"
"Yes!" he replied, taking my hand.
I felt our fingers intertwine as I took off. He trailed behind a little at first, but was then next to me.

I felt kind of out of control as we flew for some reason, I think it may have been because I was losing the dream, and was trying to focus on keeping it. I had to fly in these huge circles. We were flying over a field with grass and some desert-looking plant life. I saw a patch of these purple flowers. Very pretty. Adam then separated himself from me and sank down a bit to fly with another girl. I spiraled down in my giant circle, trying to gain height again, but not being able to. In the sky, I then saw the moon rising in fast motion, though it was still daytime (think about when you can see the moon when the sun's still out--that's what it looked like). It was a 3/4 moon.

Then, when I was close enough to the ground, my friend Raechel's son, Syler, took me by the leg and started to run with me like I was a balloon. I thought this was adorable, and laughed as he did it. I floated in the air, too, as if I really was a balloon. He ran up the stairs to the porch, and inside, where many people were.

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I was with my dad and my brother, I believe, outside in these extensive woods. It was beautiful. The tree roots were huge, and were everywhere on the forest floor. You could tell it was a sunny day, though not much light came in through the blanket of leaves above. Close by was a house, supposedly our house.

I was really worried about getting close to any water or anything because of alligators. I was afraid I'd get bitten or killed, though the gators around that part weren't that big, they could still deal a pretty nasty bite. Also, apparently, when we were younger, my dad kept one underneath the stairs that went up to the porch of the house. I didn't want to get near that either, thinking the gator must still be there.

My dad then told me that the gator was dead, that he had been dead for a long time, but, for my brother's sake, they had kept his body underneath the stairs for some time. Apparently, my brother really liked that gator for some reason. He wasn't around when my dad told me that.

At some point, we were talking to some woman with short hair who was wearing nothing but what appeared to be a white dress/sack, and black knee-high socks. You could see her naked butt peeking out from beneath the dress/sack. We were standing in what looked like a town square. She took off her dress in one swift motion, and was completely naked underneath. I critiqued it as if it was a movie, thinking to myself that the movie makers did a bad job hiding the fact that she was naked underneath the weird dress/sack she was wearing. She then started to show us all her alligator bite scars. She had a ton of them. She was trying to prove a point with her scars, trying to prove how dangerous alligators really were.

We were then running through the forest, climbing on the tree roots, having an awesome time! But every time we got close to some water, I'd start to get nervous about gators. We even saw one on a shore at some point. I just wanted to get away from there.

The woods then started to gradually fill with clear, blue water. I was alright with that, actually, since it wasn't the gators' natural environment. We splashed through the water, which hadn't reached too far over the tree roots yet. The water level, however, kept rising. On the forest floor, below the tree roots, it was pretty deep. But on top of the tree roots, it was relatively shallow, reaching our knees.

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I was walking into my brother's room. He wasn't home. On his desk (which he doesn't have anymore IWL) sat this cryogenically frozen alligator kit. It was in a black box. According to my mom, who was in bed in her room, I wasn't supposed to do anything with it yet, not until my brother got home. It was supposed to be a surprise to replace the alligator under the stairs from his youth.

Of course, being me, I had to push the limit a little. I had a bottle full of hot water. The instructions called for A FEW drops of hot water to unfreeze the kit and the gator. There was emphasis on the "A FEW" part. I dripped a little onto the kit, and the frost started to melt. The whole kit was shortly thawed out, and I opened it up. There was a TINY purple alligator in there. And I mean tiny as in could fit on the tip of a finger! I then proceeded to carry the gator on my right index finger and the kit over to the other side of the room, trying to figure out what to do with him, when he started to float in the air on a string, like a baby spider would. Shit! I had lost him! He was so tiny, it seemed like it would be damn near impossible to ever find him again.

I then noticed, right in front of me, a medium-sized aquarium tank full of water and little colored pebbles. It was for the baby gator. Shit again! I had been RIGHT THERE. If only I could have made it in time to put the gator inside. Now I was afraid he'd die because he wasn't in the right environment. Plus, someone might squish the poor little guy.

I told my mom what happened, and of course, she wasn't very happy about it.
"I told you not to do that!" A typical mom thing to say.

I was then on a search for the gator, which, somewhere along the way, got named Big Thunder, I think by my dad's disembodied voice (my dad would name a tiny alligator something like that IWL). I was with other people, though I can't remember who right now. We were searching by some rocks and water. It seemed like we were both inside and outside at the same time.

We then saw Big Thunder (lol this Big Thunder thing was even kind of hilarious in the dream). He had grown quite a bit in the few minutes/hours I had lost him. He was now an orange-red color, was kind of short and stubby for a gator, and had creepy, huge black eyes. He looked less like a gator, and more like something you'd find in the deepest depths of the ocean.
"Big Thunder!" I exclaimed. I was glad he was alive.
Apparently, Big Thunder was an aggressive gator. He proceeded to latch onto my leg and bite down. It HURT. Whoever was with me helped me get him off. Damn, fuck, SHIT that hurt! I didn't seem to be bleeding, but you could see red welts where his teeth had been.

We then wandered and climbed over the big, grey rocks by the water. Something then went to attack Big Thunder, who was kind of following us. We were worried about him, thinking he may not make it through the attack, when a giraffe came and ate the attacker, and at first, we thought he also ate Big Thunder. We didn't watch this happen, but we looked back when the attack was over, and the giraffe had his cheeks full and was chewing. It was kind of cartoonish. It was a big wtf moment.

We then noticed Big Thunder was alright. That crazy gator and his escapades.

I was then in my brother's room again, sitting on the floor and working on something, though I'm not sure what, I want to say it was either a cage or an aquarium, when my friend Mike then texted me, warning me he had charged this nitrogen canister bomb and buried it underneath me, and I only had 20 seconds until it detonated, killing me and anyone in the house, which would also be destroyed. The text read kind of smart-assy.

My view then changed to a sillouhette of Superman with his arm extended going underground. It was me, apparently, and my view changed back as I saw the countdown on the canister. The digital number read at about 14 seconds. I pushed a button on what appeared to be a touch screen that the numbers were also on, and the countdown stopped, displaying a screen in digitized letters that explained how to re-initiate the countdown. I went back up to Blake's room, and called him to ask him what the fuck I should do about the buried canister, whether or not I should retrieve it, or leave it buried, which is what I planned to do. I just worried that the canister would somehow get jossled under there, and the countdown would re-initiate without anyone's knowledge until it was too late. I can't remember what he said. I asked him some other things too, like what do you even buy these things for (they were sold commercially)? Why would you want one? Is the explosion really that powerful? I really can't remember his answers at all.

Waking Life Lucid Alarm

I use the Easy MP3 Alarm per the DV Crazy Insane CAN WILD method. I made a custom alarm of myself stating that I was seen flying around the city...

My idea is that the news from my radio often infiltrates my dreams; I therefore use lengthy speech rather than a short sound to spur a lucid. I log dreams infiltrated by the morning news and file them in a separate log.

This morning, I woke up to the alarm rather than having the alarm infiltrate my dream, which is what I hope to happen, but this morning, I closed the lid of my computer to shut the alarm off, and then began to dream that I was flying.

I thought I was away, but I was totally dreaming. I saw 3 power lines. I tried to fly above them, but I started getting heavy. I thought I was trying to use my alarm to become lucid. I was talking to myself or something, "showing" how I was awake, but understood why I was listening to that alarm. I was explaining how I could fly in my imagination because I could just imagine it, but it didn't mean that I was dreaming.

Ugh!

Still, this is progress for me and my use of the Easy MP3 Alarm.

I also believed that last night was going to be more successful with the Easy MP3 alarm. I am becoming more and more convinced that intention has a tremendous effect on your dreams.

Last night I had a dream that I was with my ex in our apartment. Strange animals kept entering our home. One of the animals looked unfamiliar. It was light brown, about the size of a small dog with huge rounded ears. It kind of looked like a giant cartoon mouse. It was hiding behind out refridgerater. Then I was with my father and he was angry at my cat for some reason. He threw my cat and I got angry with him, threatening him for hurting my cat. After that scene I was back with my ex in our apartment again and there were larger animals running around. We didn't know what to do with them so we for some reason decided we were going to "put them down". I came into the living room and my ex had slaughtered the wild animals. I think one was an elephant. He had gotten blood all over one of the walls. I told him our landlord was going to flip out and then he told me he was moving out in a week. I suddenly remembered we were no longer together.

In a different part of my dream my friend Jon appeared. I don't remember why or much else about this I just remember that he was there.

This was quite a frustrating dream. When I woke up I could recall and awful lot, but I decided I was too tired (*cough*lazy*cough*) to write down what I remembered. I really should have as, as expected, a lot of my recall had gone by the morning. Oh well. But this is what I remember

I was sat on a sofa in some sort of villa, probably in the Canary Islands as usual. It was very sunny outside but the windows were shut. There was some sort of back door the left of me that was open, and light was coming through that. There was a sofa to the right of me at a right angle, my sister closest to me and my Granddad further. My parents were sat on another sofa to the left of me. We were all looking at a big flat-screen telly that was mounted onto the wall. The room was a kind of big reverse L shape, and the TV was on the bottom bit of the L. I can't remember what we were watching, but we decided to leave to go for a walk. It was obviously linked up to the computer, as I had accidentally left up xvideos.com on my browser !!! I tried to keep it cool and pretend it wasn't mine, but I wasn't very successful. I kept trying to click it off excusing myself, but an error message kept popping up preventing it from going. I got more and more flustered as it went on, and my sister started to let off the occasional giggle. My parents didn't really seem bothered although maybe a bit embarrassed, and my Grandad was just oblivious to what was going on xD The whole situation was quite similar to what has happened when I've had a website up that I didn't want someone to see and they walked in haha!

Anyway, after that shambles had finished, we decided to go for a walk. It was suddenly dark outside. I don't remember the transition between being indoors and going out. I always go for walks when my Granddad is about, so I walked with him whilst the others were behind. I can't remember where we were going or what, but we ended up in a very dark, grimey back alley of some sort of building. There was a big metal staircase thing from the metallic balcony of the building to the floor, with a small spiral at the middle. As we walked down here, I suddenly saw a strange boy I know called Connor. B. He was stood where we had just came from, and gave me his weird creepy cheeky look. He said something that suggested he was waiting for something to do with scouts (as I used to be in scouts with him). We left him again, and walked through another alleyway I think, which led us to a more normal looking suburban area. I don't know where the hell we were, it was definitely a foreign country as the architecture wasn't anything like ours in England. We walked around the wall perimeter of some sort of field. I suddenly remembered that someone had organized a big get together on that exact field. I didn't want to bring it up as I would have felt bad ditching my family as they always moan at me for going out when we're meant to be doing something. So I kept quiet as we continued to get to entrance of the park field thing. Here, over the wall, we suddenly saw masses and masses of people. It was really strange what I saw - I first saw a few people, but I also saw significantly more people suddenly appear behind them, as if they were photoshopped on or something. They were all in a huge, messy circle around the field, playing what I thought was rounders. I knew a lot of the people there and I knew the person who was organizing it, but I can't remember who it was now. I said something to my Mum like "Oh my god, I forgot *so and so* was organizing a get-together here tonight! Would you be angry if I went off to play with them?" They didn't say no, but they didn't say yes either, it seemed to be left down to my choice. As we got to the entrance, everyone was now sat in a massive circle doing various strange positions. I saw Ryan and Will, who I ran over to say hi too, and ask them what the day was like so I could decide if I was staying or not. They said it was awful, and everyone was really angry. I looked around, and it was true that everyone was looking very bored and miserable. They said that the 3 girls (not who I thought had organized it) were very popular and had turned it into an awful boss-about session. My parents were continuing walking on ahead, so I thought I would give the day a skip considering everyone was so bored and go on with my family. I kind of walked backwards whilst talking to them, apologizing for not staying this time.

I was at some sort of tourist attraction. It was a bay connected to the ocean. The water was a weird shade of turquoise, but a nice warm temperature. I was in the water, swimming or treading water or something, when my dad and mom floated by on this tiny little boat thing and told me to hop on.

Oddly enough, the boat was tiny, and I barely fit in. I had to lay down sideways in order to fit. It was also made of rubbery material, which was weird. My dad said something. I remember that the ocean was beautiful and that my brother was in the ocean too, trying to find us. But it took him a long time.

Then we were on a pier, walking. When we reached the end of the pier, there was a pirate ship show and my family joined the crowd to watch it. I wasn't that interested, so I pulled out my mini sketchbook and was about to draw something when suddenly they came out and forced me to be a volunteer for the show. They just said something along the lines of "Any volunteers?" and then grabbed me (even though I didn't say anything) and dragged me on board. They said I was going to be a volunteer, but didn't tell me what I was supposed to do, so I was really, really irritated. And also scared, because I would be standing in front of a bunch of people without knowing what I was doing. IRL, this wouldn't have happened. I'd have forced my way out of the ship.

Eventually, when I was supposed to go onstage, they realized that I had no idea what I was doing and so replaced me with some other guy. But I couldn't leave the ship. Then I got really angry when the guy did it and it wasn't anything that hard at all. I don't remember what he did, unfortunately.

Then everyone in the ship started partying and coloring - yes, they seriously got out activity books and started coloring - except me. And I had a really hard time forcing my way out of the ship. Luckily, it was still docked, and I was heading out when either I woke up or the dream stopped. Ugh, I hate how many of my dreams involve me getting captured and forced to do things. ;___; And everyone having a party without me. Not cool, man. x_x

This entry should've been written on Wednesday, but I got lazy. >: (

According to my hastily scribbled notes on my bedside bookshelf, "Looking photos family." I can't remember this, but apparently it happened, so I'm recording it now. xD Now for what I actually remember. It may have been two dreams, but I'm uncertain; they sort of blurred into one another.

I was at the beach with my family. I was trying to take a shower, because there was a building with a bunch of individual shower rooms there and I wanted to get cleaned up. The building was brown with a lot of different doors on it. The day was sunny, and I remember the sand and watching people come in and out of the rooms. But I think all of them were taken, because I didn't up taking a shower, and I was uncomfortable because I was all sandy. It was really annoying.

Then this is where it turned into a nightmare. Ugh. Sometimes I wonder if it would be better to forget these...:S

We were having a campfire outside. It was nighttime. I think all my family was there. We were in a pine forest, and we had just come out of this cabin thing to go out into the woods and have the fire. We were sitting on picnic blankets, and then suddenly I felt this really hot sensation on my legs and rear end and I realized that the ground under my blanket was on fire. It was on fire under all of our blankets. Then it caught a nearby pine tree on fire, causing it to fall over. I tried to warn my mom, because she was right by the tree, but before I could it fell and hit her on the head. :c Thank goodness it was really skinny and didn't crush her. Of course it was just a dream, but it still freaks me out.

Then - get this - my dad looks around the forest and started laughing. I think it randomly changed to daytime or early evening, but the fire was still burning in random patches throughout the forest. He yelled out something like "THIS IS HOW NATURE WORKS!" as everything was catching on fire. This is NOT how my dad usually is, I promise you he's a lot less...spooky? Then this creepy oversized yellowish-brown frog thing was staring at us, with blank green eyes, and by this time I was reaaaally freaking out. I wanted to go back into the cabin (as though that was actually going to save me, lol )

And I woke up after that with significant relief.

I was sitting at a table at school with my cousin, then the girl that likes me comes. They talked then she left. After she left my cousin said she was ugly, then I said she wasn't. We went back and foward on that.

There was another dream where I didn't have a certain class with one of my friends, so he told I could just walk into the class and join them in what they were doing. I did that, and when I did the teacher was my old geography teacher and she called me Mr. Nobel. I sat down.

There was also another dream where I was in an unknown building with my brother. We were being stealthy and killing guards, very similar to the game splinter cell...