non-lucid

Non-dream Dream

Dream 1:

I am in the Olympics but the event is very strange. We are diving under water for something, then people had to exactly repeat the dive. I am cracking mad jokes and people are laughing. Bowler Brian Voss is there too.

Dream 2:

I am at a strip club with my wife and I am talking to some guys that showed up from their softball game. We are talking about beaches in Orange County. I am trying to get my wife to have a couples lap dance for $100 with me and I almost had her. Finally she gets mad and walks out of the room. I get a lap dance by myself from the stripper who is very pretty - blond with some actresses face.

After a while two guys appear in the left periphery of my vision and the stripper goes into the back room. The look on her face gave me the feeling that this is all a setup and the two guys who walked in are going to rob me. There are now just the two guys who just walked in and another guy next to me. One of the guys walks towards us and starts asking strange questions while his accomplice locks all of the doors. I know that I am in big trouble.

The guy who was asking questions walks towards the door that my wife exited through and starts shooting at us. I blocked the bullets by picking up the pool table and moving it up and down depending on where he aims the gun. Somehow I know that he is going to go outside and kill my wife so I decide to fight. I throw the pool table at the man with the gun and the guy next to make follows my lead. He jumps on the guy after I throw the table at him and kicks his ass. I finish him off by gauging his chest with a pipe. His accomplice is dead now too - not sure who killed him. My leg hurts and someone is helping me wrap it.

Dream 3:

I am having trouble with my hair gel at a big party.

Math Congruence

I'm working through a packet on a math topic related to congruence of some kind. It's kind of a competition: a bunch of us got this packet at the same time, and we're trying to see who can work through the material the quickest. The material is really interesting.

Math Competition

I walk into the lecture hall where I'll be doing a math competition. A lot of people are already there, so it is difficult for me to find a seat. There are very few places in the room with three empty seats in a row, so I'll have to sit next to somebody. I find a relatively empty spot over by the left, but the seats are tilted strangely (and they're column-shaped, like a bar stool or something?) so it's very uncomfortable. I'm prepared to stick it out, but then a girl mentions to me that she thinks they're uncomfortable, and I immediately assure her that I'm going to move. Peer pressure, eh. Looks like there might be some empty seats on the other side of the room.

They hand out the tests face up, and I start working. Then a proctor comes along the row and pats my test, signaling me gently that I shouldn't have started yet. Apparently they wanted to show a video first? Or I'm just supposed to have written my name, then stopped? I can't quite work out what I did wrong, but I feel embarrassed nonetheless.

07-23-2012 -- I'm just hanging around the Hickory house when I realize it is the end of the world. People are running around, freaking out, yelling, screaming, and trying to connect with people for the last few days of existence, kind of making me think of Seeking a Friend for the End of the World, which I have never seen, but only heard of. That's just the kind of vibe this had.

Soon I find myself at a shopping mall somewhere, probably in Santa Ana or Westminster, or somewhere fairly far from Buena Park. The world is still ending, and everybody is freaking, and I can't leave the place until I can catch the 42 bus. (Really a route I used to ride in the area.) Unfortunately, while dozens of buses come by, none are the 42.

I'm getting more and more annoyed, and there is a cop that is starting to hassle me for some reason. Meanwhile, Wolverine is running down the street jumping from car roof to car roof and damaging them in the process, and I can't help but wonder why the cop doesn't go hassle him, or maybe the Incredible Hulk, who is also rampaging through the area. But no, the guy keeps hassling me. Reminds me of Captain Stacy from the new Spider-Man movie, which makes sense, considering.

Stacy has decided to arrest me and take me in (no idea what for), and he is opening some strange, round vault-like equipment locker that seems to be in a tree or something, and as he is looking for equipment, I spot my web shooters inside it, and grab them. I quickly start to strap them to my wrists, and realize now that I have my web shooters, I no longer need to wait for the 42 route.

Captain Stacy is trying to grab me, and for some reason my web shooters are kind of mis-timing their firing, so I can't web sling nearly as smoothly as I would like. Seems like half the time I try to shoot off a line and nothing happens, so I try again, and both lines fire at the same time, tangling with each other. From the same kind of mishap, I can barely get more than a few feet off the ground for a bit, which makes it a really rather poor escape ... but it works. Kind of.

Soon I have things straightened out a bit more, and am actually swinging around the buildings downtown. (No idea downtown where.) Soon there is a flying saucer chasing me, big enough to be a threat, small enough to be maneuverable, and looking like a classic flying saucer, perhaps like from My Favorite Martian. I'm dodging this way and that, but can't lose them at first. Then I sling myself through a gap in a very large skyscraper, and the aliens decide they will just pick me up on the other side of the building.

But I don't fly through. Instead, I swing toward the full-sized baseball stadium located inside this huge building, and decide to take in the game. I spot a nice, cool pool located right behind home plate with some attractive ladies sunbathing in it, and I launch myself in the air above it. While in freefall I strip off my costume, except for my mask, and plunge into the water. I get a slight bit of a feel of a blonde in a really tiny bikini, then pick up the blonde in the nice charcoal business suit sitting in the pool next to me (yes, full business suit in the pool) and pull her into my lap. If it's the end of the world, forget fighting idiot aliens, I seem to have decided to have some fun!

I have a Youtube account I'm going to start doing dream-related things on. I just made it the other day lol.

=Non Lucid=

I go to check my YouTube channel. Not that I have anything on it yet, just wanted to see how it looks. I'm amazed. There's Runescape videos I never made, and I've apparently scammed all of my subscribers and made like way over 5000$. I didn't do this. Someone else did. Within a day =.= I talk to my friend, who I actually have no clue who it is. He says how is step mom got a hold of my account, and got like 6k subs somehow. Then she took donations in runescape and sold them for real life money. I had TONS of partyhats, and "Custom Items" like you would see in a private server. I begin destroying everything, until it turns into real life. I grab a custom item in my right hand, and a staff of fire in my left. I was going to alch it. The staff was soo small, barely big enough for my hand to fully grab on to. I asked my friends step mom how to alch it. She had no clue. I was in front of my house, on my steps.

I don't remember anything after that

I was stuck in a hotel on the side of York that's near the Log Cabin. There was a Waffle House there, and a vendor attached to the side of it that was making basic Americana food. His setup was basically just a grill with some counter space around it against the outside of the building forming a loose square, no roof, just outside. I'm almost certain I've seen him and that setup in my dreams before. I ordered fries and a hamburger, and I was constantly getting accosted by people in the area for money. I later got the food, and it was actually chicken fingers. One girl approached me, and I was going to give her some money, and then I saw that she had a small pair of scissors in her right hand that I was pretty sure she was going to stab me with, so I quickly grabbed them from her. I was homeless, just wondering around at this point. I think my plan was to stay in the Waffle House until morning, but that didn't work out. The people standing around it seemed to aggressive and shady. I also remember asking a friend if I could stay at his place for the night, but he said no. I wasn't bad homeless, just didn't have anywhere to stay for that night. I believe I even had some luggage with me or something. I was somewhat frustrated because I'm pretty sure I had come to that area to do something really heroic, and HAD done that really heroic thing. And no one would take me in for the night.


This reminds me that I wish I had a car more than almost anything else at this point in my life. The theme of either not having a vehicle and being in some predicament because of it, or driving constantly is almost ever-present in my dreams.

I dribbled some iNotes right after I woke up... so this will be an attempt to decode the early birdy typos .
location: home. i was looking out the window and this old bitter blck lady was attempting to sell me something. I shut my blinds and I remember thinking "I am bout to make everyone in the neighborhood hate me. I already piss so many people off.I kept ducking so that she wouldn't be able to see me. Then I saw her and a few girls go in next door. Ignoring me, but I could see them through the crack of my door. Then my cuzzo J came in the scene. I forget what we were talking bout but I had to google something on my phone and her instagram came up as a result. She was mad I was following her and I was all defensive "i swear to god idek how!" she let it go, but I remembered I followed all my friends so that is how she became a person I subscribed 2 . I unfollowed her anyway.We talked about how cute my dog was in the position he was in "aWW" (dawg was so cute haha) then we carried ms sel gomez on a wheel chair down the steps. i remember wanting to drop her but instead i took her other wheel cuz Jb was a weak kid. J held other leg. Jb held her head. We get to the hospital and see pple passing. J is telling me i look like her bf's bro. WTF. So I try to get her back by saying she looks like someone but she holds a contempt face and it drives me nuts LOL y am i so mad?... Anyway there were only italian surgeons so it was pretty weird.

I was a young child at my grandmas place. Me and another child were in the shed playing a game. it was some kind of car game. the game was somehow linked to my real life and Ben an old sexual partner and where to sleep while getting him to sleep next to me. There was also some mention of the people inside being too hot. My friend said we were fine in the shed. I said that's because we have an air-conditioner in the shed while they only have one for the lounge and one for the kitchen. I thought that doesn't sound right. When I raced around the toy car the aim was to hit a certain object. There was a power up I kept finding too powerful for the car and kept switching back and forth. I also had to avoid objects that sometimes moved and would multiply as the game got harder. I got to level 9 before I couldn't find the object I was supposed to hit.

An unexpected surprise

I travelled outside to find the object and couldn't find it. Instead what I found was a lobster in a bag. I felt sorry for the poor creature. And remembering that there was a beach just a few paces away I decided to set it free. My friend came with me, something I didn't expect but was glad she did.

As I walked, I kept shaking the bag down afraid the lobster would hurt me. The lobster kept getting closer to my hand, the closer I got to the beach. When it was nearly at my hand, it was no longer a lobster but a kitten. I kept shaking the bag down now afraid of the kitten. Then I remembered my kitten at home bites me all the time and it doesn't hurt. So I let the kitten out of the bag. I let it bite my hand. It didn't hurt just like at home. I then realised the beach wasn't the proper place to let it free and resolved to free it in the park.

Escape

I was embarrassed and sure my friend wouldn't come with me this time. Again she surprised me by agreeing. Now we had a problem. How to leave the house without the adults knowing we had gone. I first went to go out the gate, then my friend warned me Grandma and Mum was out there. I could hear there voices chattering through the open gate and resolved to find another way. My friend suggested we get a taxi from the back yard drive way. At first I thought our parents would see us. I then realised they would only see the taxi, not us get into it. Then I realised the taxi drivers would be suspicious of two 5 year old children unaccompanied by an adult and told my friend so. It was then I came up with an idea.

In the back yard was an alleyway. I suggested to my friend we go down there. My idea to cross the road go down the street and turn back to the park. She agreed. Everything went to plan, though we got a few strange looks from some people. Trouble started when just at the end of the street across from the park we ran into some policemen, who noticed us from the station. They stopped us and asked where we were going. I politely told them that we were off to the park to speak to the park man then straight off home. They told us they would wait for us at the front of the park to ensure we safely get home. Therefore presenting a problem of being caught.

At the park we spoke to the park man, while a lady took a photo. Realising we couldn't be caught on camera we ran away.

The cauliflower man

Jumping and climbing from tree to tree we ran. Down below us the news told of two missing children while the police chased after us. We were quite famous. Eventually we ran into a strange looking man who resembled cauliflower. He was about to commit suicide. We convinced him not to. It turned out he was the owner of the cat. Running into the cauliflower man, we found a cauliflower costume that the man wore to make himself look normal. we hid in the costume. As we were walking, we talked to the man. a lady looked strangely at us. The man said he was praying. She didn't believe him and walked off.

The Teacher

The cauliflower man became a teacher. There was another teacher who was mean and successful. He had many trophies that he got to keep as long as his teaching was successful. The cauliflower man became a very popular teacher. The bad men's class kept emptying and emptying until there was no more students in his class. The Principal ordered all of his awards taken to the new teacher. The bad man swore revenge.

When the principal came to check up on the cauliflower man's class he was seen telling off a student. The principal left happy. The cauliflower man, as soon as the principal left, showered the child with candy. The child happy, left to write in his book. In his book the child wrote pictures showing him having a conversation with his parents. This changed to a different scene of the kid talking to his parents.

"how was school?" the father asked. "It was great we get to do nothing at school". "good" said his father. "we get candy every day" ,"great" said his father. "And he is dressed in a costume." "A costume?", 'Is it a cow?" "no","Is it a dog?" "no, its a cauliflower man." "What his father shouted angrily." "a cauliflower man." "No son of mine is going to school with a teacher dressed as cauliflower."

The Lady

The father kicked up a big fuss. He arranged to have the principal remove the man. The bad man happy of this news went to tell the Teacher. Luckily the teacher had been warned. He told everyone repeating everything we said in the costume. "I have decided to leave this school and start my own church where all the money will be given to charity." (The Teacher was unhappy at this last bit. We also had no money or church.) The Teacher became even more popular and all the children that were in his class instead went to his church. It was then that the teacher saw the same Lady from before. She apologised to him and said that she believes him now and gave him 3 million dollars, much to the cauliflower man's happiness. It was then I woke up.

08.10.2012

Blonde Anime girl and Rei Ayanami (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Spoiler for 18+:

I see a picture of a blonde anime girl that is going to get raped. It was like reading a Doujinshi, and there's a panel where the shirt she's wearing is ripped out, exposing her breasts. They were small and firm, and she had a very petite body structure.

Then there's another panel where she's in the missionary position, but this is seen at a side angle. Someone is on top of her, penetrating her intensely as she has her legs cocked up in the air. She looks like she's going to cry, and it's very hard to see who the person having sex with her looked like.

He was all a blur to me, but he really knew how to have rough sex with a girl of her size.

The dream shifts, and it seems I'm going to head out somewhere. I think I'm inside an apartment. The insides are just a blurry brown color with the wooden chairs, sofa, kitchen, etc.

There are two anime looking females in the room. There's a blonde one to the left of me that's holding my left hand, and the other has light blue hair.

I look at the blonde one first, and she looks like the londe female from "The Story of Little Monica."

She smiles and me asks,

"When will you come back?"

It takes me a while to understand what she meant by that. I shift my focus on the light blue haired girl on the right who is probably 5-8 feed away from us. She looks a lot like Rei Ayanami from Neon Genesis Evangelion.

I think she's wearing the white default outfit from the show, but I'm not too sure on that. I only see the profile view of her face, and it seems she was probably speculating about something, or looking down somewhere.

I keep focusing on her until she turns her head towards me, then she blushes, and quickly turns her head back.

Huh?

I most likely went out to go somewhere, but I don't know where.

I wonder why the Rei counterpart was blushing at me and so shy? And then I realized the same blonde anime girl holding my hand was the one who had sex in those panels I mentioned.

So the question is, was it me who had sex with her? And what about Rei? Why would she be blushing....hmm.....

O.O

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08.10.2012

Permission Ticket and Bands (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm at some kind of ticket booth, but before I go anywhere near the employee, I think I go to some other section where I have to fill out some application. It's basically a form on what you like, hobbies, preferred food, etc., at least that's what I assumed when I saw the question,

"What is your favorite band?" I believe there was a girl next to me who asked me that, and I said,

"Just put None" because I honestly couldn't choose one.

"Okay!" she said, and she draws a line through the answer space, something like that. Then I remember getting near the ticket booth for some kind of Permission ticket, though I don't know what it really is for.

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08.10.2012

Dark Merlin Bans Me on IRC (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm logging on the Dream Views IRC, and I talk for a while with some people. Then after a few seconds, Dark Merlin bans me.

It looked more like a disconnection rather than a ban, and I was wondering what I did to actually get banned. I was using the KVIrc system to check things I've said before getting banned.

There honestly wasn't any reason for me to be banned, and I didn't even spam in there or anything like that. Then I was able to get back on after 30 seconds or so. I double checked to see what I did wrong, and Dark Merlin banned me because I used bold font.

I wonder why that would get me banned, and then I saw some red font somewhere on the chat, so I check and find out it's Matte the mod, but his name is spelled as "Mate" in the dream instead. We were all talking about something, probably on why I got banned for a few seconds, but that's all I remember.

This is the first entry to my dream journal on this site. I have good recall and don’t write down my dreams often, only when they start to slip. I’ve decided to do this as it has been said to be extremely important and I’m going to take their word for it.

Last night had a pretty good dream and some fuzzy ones. The last thing I had before bed was some tea and then an apple, nothing particular to aid lucidity (although apple juice does help so why not apples?). Anyway, I was going to try WILDing again but was simply too tired. I went to sleep at my normal time, got to sleep normally. I read A Clash of Kings before bed.

The Dream

I was in a park sort of area with some people, two gangs. One of them I was a member of, a pretty important one too. Both groups were arguing over who owned a pair of broken bongos. A member of my gang, who had the voice of one of the smooth posers in Adventure Time, offered to fix the drums with a bongo-spanner, a small tool that looked like an small corkscrew. This offended the opposing gang leader, a short man with slicked back hair and a Spanish accent. He began insulting the smooth poser until my gangs leader stepped in and defending him. The enemy leader took this as a challenge and took out a knife. My gang drew weapons including a pipe, a cricket bat and a short dagger. I had some sort of wire held between two wheels. When the fight started, I snuck up on an enemy gang member and choked him to death. Some short woman with red hair and a Tommy gun called my methods too brutal. I dismissed these claims. The fight was unconvincing, like something from a B-movie.

I woke up, almost wanting to laugh at the absurdity. I attempted a WBTB but realised it was morning already and there wasn’t enough time.

I've been having non lucids lately where murderous people are after me. I'm never all that scared in them, in fact it feels no different than running from someone I'm playing tag with. I mean, I never truly fear for my life, but I do try to get away.

In this dream, a woman had captured me and was holding me hostage in my own house. She was explaining how she wanted to kill me and mutilate my body. And she had bloody body parts from other people scattered around. I was back to being a teenager, because one of my boyfriends, Dave, tried to come over. But the lady told him I wasn't home or something. So as he started walking home, I thought "I need to get out of here. I'm going to get my bike when she's not looking, and ride away!" Oh and side note, I think she already killed my parents. Anyway, she turned and left the room for a moment, so I easily slipped into the garage, opened the door, and started walking my bike into the street. I had a hard time getting my bike going there for a minute, and I was getting that excited/scared feeling you get when you're about to be tagged "it", but I finally got the bike going. I saw Dave half way down the block, and I yelled "Dave!" He stopped walking and turned around, and I hopped off my bike and ran to embrace him. His hair was all wild and red and curly like I remember it being when he was 19. We kissed, and then I broke the kiss and saw that 3 crazed murderous people were right behind him. I screamed!! Then either I woke up briefly or just went into blackness.

The dream restarted, where I was at the police station with Dave and his family. The cops got the bad guys, and Dave's family had graciously decided to let me live with them. Not adoption exactly, just more like becoming my legal guardians. I remember being so excited that I would get to live in the same house as my boyfriend I was given some paperwork to sign, and it was really hard to do! The pen wasn't working well, and I was having a hard time just writing. I became lucid once I realized that I only have this kind of trouble writing when I'm in a dream. But I was too wrapped up in the story, and Dave, to do anything with it. I just went over and hugged his mom, then proceeded to make out with Dave before waking up.

Dream
Lucid

I was on a bus with other people. I wasn't sure as to who else was on the bus nor did I know where I was going. I decided to start talking to a kid that resembled my friend, Nick. We were joking around when this girl came and sat in the seat next to me. She reminded me of a girl I used to see in school all the time, but I didn't know her. I unconsciously start flirting with her, by the time we reach our, still unknown, destination she's written her number down and given it to me. We all start getting off the bus, walking towards a large tan building, with big glass front doors. For some reason I didn't want to put the girls number in my pocket, so I take off my backpack and put it in there. While doing that, for some strange reason, I remember what I'm wearing in the dream. I have a white T-shirt on, with black basketball shorts, grey Nike's, and finally my grey backpack. We make it into the building and there are only 2 or 3 people in there and they are all female. I walk up to some double doors, which would take me to the skating ring. This women stops us before we could enter and tells us to wait there. I'm sort of irritated, because I really wanted to see how my ice skating has improved, since the last time I went ice skating I was horrible. I quickly get bored, so start looking through the small windows on the double door. I see a room filled with computer stations and can't find any possible reasons for so many computers to be in a place like this. I turn around and see guys surrounding the girl I was talking to. She doesn't seem too comfortable and moves away from them. I'm not sure why, but I don't go to comfort her, I stay near the double doors. I look back into the window and see a woman deleting a massive amount of tabs on her computer screen. Nick randomly appears and says "How is it possible for so many tabs to be open?" He says with confusion on his face. I don't respond, but question the same thing.

Then, I woke up, haha. First time I've done a DJ in months. Hope you enjoyed it

1. Out in a city that was under siege. Parked in the central division were a bunch of air planes. There were air planes for dog fights and bombing. Somebody commandeered and weaponized the city's train. There only civilians out were hot girls. I called attention to myself and stole a plane. I flew like a champ and was doing aerial acrobatics like mad. When I landed, all the women ran to me and touched me.

2. There was a rather large party happening atop a building. It was central in a city, but outside of the bottom floor were shops and games. I sat around chatting by the parked cars for a long while. Eventually I headed inside to get cake. In the cake-room there was a projector with movies playing. After some time, I got back on track to get cake, but it was a lie.

Clearness: Very clear.
Vividness: Lots of things happened.
Realism: Pretty realistic, with a few fantasy elements.
Mood: Very fun.
Lucid: Attempted, and received a subtle signal, but failed.
Oh, btw, I decided to write side notes in purple.

This was a fun, clear dream. Great one for my first DJ entry here.
So basically I dreamed that a Hungarian friend of mine came on a vacation to Belgium, and various things happened.

At some point I showed him my underground mushroom farm under the basement (this part sort of references Terraria), which was like a little underground forest (resembling the Ancient Forest from FF7), with blue mushrooms growing in it. I told him I had some problems with it, because only blue mushrooms were growing and no red ones.
So he suggested we should go to the market to buy some red strawberries then. (Notice how it's suddenly strawberries...)

We made a walk to the market, and we decided to go to the baker to buy a strawberry cake (Notice how it's suddenly strawberry CAKE he should make up his mind).
The baker wasn't there at the moment, so we just took the cake, cut it in half, and ate it while we waited for him to show up. He showed up, gave us a friendly greeting, and we paid him.
Then, for some reason, he decided to go back by car, and I was gonna go back by bike... even though we went there on foot in the first place. I was riding my bike back home, and I suddenly felt a need to go very quickly... and for good reason, because seconds after I felt that, it started to rain (that ALWAYS happens if I go somewhere by bike).
I arrived back home with my hair being only a little wet, and for some reason, to go back inside, I needed to go up a staircase that has a 90° turn to the right every few steps. In front of me was a man who, at EVERY turn, hit the wall and felt groggy for a few seconds, and then continued. I dunno what was up with him, maybe he was blind, maybe drunk, but it was a funny sight anyways.

When I arrived back in my house, which was suddenly my dad's house, we decided to watch the Olympic Games on tv. One of the disciplines was IRL pac-man, with a guy dressed in a pac-man suit, and four others dressed in ghost suits, and the pac-man guy tried to eat all the dots in the maze as fast as he could.
I joked to my dad and my friend that he's gonna puke if he'll eat so much dots.

Then I watched some weird videos on youtube (from the typically "weird side of youtube") with my friend, and some other minor stuff.

At the end of the dream, quite notably, my friend talked to me about dreaming. This was very probably a subtle sign that I should do a reality check, as I was telling myself in my mantra before I went to sleep, but unfortunately I didn't catch it. Ah, better luck next time then.

Still not much going on in the matter of a dream life right now. Waking life is getting in the way lol.

Dream One: I'm at the Cabin at the lake with a bunch of other people. It's got to be a party or something. I decide to walk down to the water, but when I follow the path to the water I end up at my moms old house instead. I go inside, and there are a lot of people there too. I turn left and go into the living room where my husband is talking to my friend L. They're talking about anime, and L is saying he likes bleach. I'm pretty sure in waking life he's never seen it lol. I start agreeing that I like Bleach as well and we talk for a bit about how bad ass Ichigo is. Then I get up to go to the bathroom. When I get to the bathroom though I decide I need to do laundry not use the bathroom. I open the bathroom door and it's dark inside, but when I go to turn on the light I hear someone say Woah! Some how L has gone from being in the living room to being in the bathroom and is completely naked. I try to apologize, but he tells me to turn the light on and get a better look. I laugh and shake my head not daring to turn the light on now that he's told me to, and then grab the laundry and duck out quickly and embarrassedly. I duck into a room that I seem to think is mine even though I never lived in that house with mom. I take off my clothes and put them in the laundry basket and grab a pretty dress with rainbow stripes. I throw on the dress and grab a bandana off the dresser next to me. I start trying to figure out how I'm going to wear it, wrapped up as a head band or folded in half to cover most of my head. As I look in the mirror trying to figure out what looks best, I find that my hair looks like it's shrinking. It's like it's growing in reverse, getting shorter instead of longer and at a really quick rate. Then I lean in closer and my face is getting dark and I have a five O'clock shadow coming in. I rub my hand on my face and freak out that I have a beard coming in! I watch as my face starts to morph and look more and more like my husband. I start to flip out and panic, thinking to myself that I don't want people to see me like this, looking like a guy. Then I close my eyes and take a deep breath. I start telling myself over and over to calm down, there is no way that I am growing a beard. I do not look like my husband and I do not have facial hair. This will go away. It works, and my face is back to normal when I open my eyes, though I haven't realized it was a dream. Then L walks in, and tells me that my dress is the tackiest and ugliest dress he has ever seen and he loves it. I make a sarcastic crack about how sweet that was, and then I wake up.

And last night's dream continues! Well, sort of. This one was pretty vivid, too, but it got kinda fuzzy once I woke up. Actually, I can hardly remember specific details now. This time, it was more like a typical video game dream for me; I could only see the screen, like watching a dream in third-person, except I knew I was playing the game (in the other dream, I could still see my room). Also, other characters could actually talk, as opposed to having a dialog box pop up on the screen.

I was playing the "new" Zelda game again (see my previous entry: http://www.dreamviews.com/blogs/fenn...a-games-37018/). This time, though, I'd already completed the game and was replaying it because I'd unlocked bonus stuff or something. I was in this building, and there were various traps and things that I had to get past (but I already knew how to because I'd apparently done it before).

I eventually reached a glass elevator and went down. Then, I got back in and went up, hoping I wouldn't end up on the same floor as before (remember, it was a video game, so things like what floor I went to weren't necessarily up to me). It went all the way to the top, where there was a shop. The shopkeeper offered me two amounts of money - a larger amount and a smaller amount. I can't remember the exact values. I chose the smaller amount, but then he started yelling at me, telling me to take the larger amount, so I did.

I think there was more to the dream after that, but I can't remember.

After that dream, I woke up and started thinking about it to recall as much as I could. I ended up falling asleep again after a couple minutes or so, causing me to have a dream where I was in the car, thinking about what I was going to write in my dream journal when I got back to my cousins' house (that's where we were going). We soon got to my cousins' house, which looked nothing like it does IWL. When we got out the car, my dad said it was raining, but my mom claimed it wasn't. I couldn't feel any rain, so I stuck my hand out in front of me and could feel rain. I thought it was a little odd that the rain stopped about a foot in front of me, but I didn't really think much of it.

In the next dream, my mom and I were walking down Main Street in the village near where I live, heading for a certain shop (which doesn't exist IWL). We were going there to find and purchase some natural remedy for... something. We entered the shop, arriving in a pink room that smelled strongly of perfume, with a white curtain sort of separating it from the shop itself. We walked past the curtain and into the shop.

Inside, the woman who owned the shop was busy giving a tarot reading to a customer, so my mom and I sat down at a nearby table to wait. There were tarot cards at this table, too, but they looked just like normal playing cards. My mom dealt out some cards (all the while, I was just thinking that she had no clue what she was doing) and then jokingly said that the cards said I would pick them all up (there were a lot on the table), but she picked them up anyway. Then, she told me that these cards were wider than the ones back in England, which meant that they had some sort of special meaning (of course, the real reason they were wider was because they were playing cards, which are wider than tarot cards anyway).

Then, I saw Makayla, a young girl from my church. My mom said she was here to tell us we have to take my friend's mom (not Makayla's mom) to the hospital, as we apparently had to every day at this time. She asked me if I just wanted to be checked out at the hospital while we were there or if I wanted to come back here afterwards instead. Honestly, though, I had no idea what we had even come here for.