non-lucid

Yesterday

Dream Fragment - This one was technically more than a fragment as it was fully developed, I just don't really remember much about it now, so I can't fill in the details for my notes. "I go to a book/department store-based event, like A-Kon or something, with old [my senior high school] people at it. Walking around, not giving a fuck what people think. Yeah, look at the food."

Childhood Memories? [DILD]

I was driving my old jeep and my old friend JRE and I parked it somewhere deep in a forest. After we got out, we walked to where there was some bus stop and got on the bus, which then took us to some downtown area. Though I'm pretty sure I experienced all or most of our downtown adventure, I know there were tons of people that I potentially know. All I really remember of it now was wandering around a parking lot with JRE, and he was getting annoyed at me for acting childish (in a playful way), or something like that. Eventually we end up getting back on the bus, and initially JRE sits far away from me but he eventually moves up to where I am. The bus is traveling through the forest, and somehow it turns into the legs of an AT-ST (the two-legged robot walkers from Star Wars) with a tiny couch seat on top, where JRE and I are sitting. Of course, this all seems perfectly normal at the time. I was just admiring how vivid all of the forest surroundings were, and I had the sudden sense that JRE and I might be having a shared dream. Oh snap, this is a dream! I looked over at JRE and started doubting whether or not this was really shared, and I decided to slap him on the back to see just how stable he was. As I did he exploded into sand, and my hand continued to move straight through where he had been sitting. As the AT-ST legs took me back to where the Jeep was, I had the strangest sense that this dream was connecting me to my childhood memories, though it's hard to explain the sensation now. As I was approaching the Jeep, I looked down and noticed that I was wearing what appeared to be a transparent white one-piece bathing suit. It did make me happy, though. I got in the car and grabbed the wheel, which was now invisible, as the dream was sort of falling apart around me. I either drove or just phased forward through some kind of "wall" which I can't even describe that was in front of me now, and then everything went black, and soon I woke up.

Today

#1 - The Perfect Lawn [Non-Lucid]

There was a family party going on at my house and my aunt C and cousin S were there at least (and I think probably my uncle N as well), and all I remember is that I was relaxing in my bedroom and I knew that they were spending a lot of time in my parents' bedroom for some reason, and then they walked out and went into the guest bathroom, where my other aunt D suddenly walked down the hall trying to get to and was mad that it was already occupied. I think my mom was with her, too. Somewhere down the line (I think the dream may have skipped forward a bit), I decided to go swimming out back. I also became Jackie (Mila Kunis) from That '70s Show. Donna (Laura Prepon) was also there and I was trying to get her to swim with me, but she didn't want to get in the pool. :T I believe it skipped forward again and we were walking down the street that extends directly outward from my house (we're centered at a three-way intersection), and I was looking around for lawns that had sprinklers covering them with water (sometimes even sprinklers shooting water on to them from the middle of the street ). My aim was to find a yard that was so wet... that the grass and dirt had entered a complete liquidy consistency, so I'd be able to swim in it. ._. I even found one that I thought might be good, and I dipped my toes in it and saw it ripple. I turned around and said something to Donna I believe, but then I woke up.

Dream Fragment - I was hanging out with N and I think R on my back porch, and suddenly we were in the pool and N was talking about how he found some amazing ecstasy tabs recently, claiming he'd taken only a third of one and ended up rolling really hard. I ended these notes with "Me disappoint." Not entirely sure what that's supposed to mean here. >_>

Dream Fragment - I was with NS, this guy I knew through my entire public schooling career but then never saw again after we graduated, and we were walking around at some kind of Star Wars convention... or something....

#2 - An Old Goal Completed By Chance [MILD]

I was lying on my bed with my old friend D, and for some reason we were lying extremely close to each other, with our faces almost touching (but it wasn't supposed to mean anything, it was just taken as totally normal at the time ). Though I'm not sure if there even was much dream content before this, I had an underlying knowledge that we were in a Heroes-like world. Derek had the power of cryokinesis (ice generation/freezing) and I had the totally broken ability of absorbing the powers of anyone around me. Since we just happened to be right there next to each other, I grabbed his cryokinesis for myself. I suddenly had the knowledge of how to use it and everything. The dream skipped forward to he and I standing at an intersection, like actually in the lanes where the cars would be, waiting for the lights to turn so we could keep walking. I was in the left-hand turning lane, and D was arguing with me about something, though I can't remember what it was now. I was getting fed up with him, and when the light turned I flew off into the air and turned left down the road. Realizing that I was flying was enough to make me become lucid, and I knew immediately what I had to do. I thrust my arm out at a nearby plant while flying by and made the same kind of psychic-power-hand-gesture pose I make while using telekinesis, and the plant instantly froze over. It works!!!! Now I'll know how to do this from now on! I decided to freeze a car too, and it worked, but then it almost immediately just turned into a different white car and kept trying to drive slowly. Clearly the skill needs some work, but it's good to know that I can at least use it now. I wanted to try to freeze a human, so I looked for a DC and noticed a girl walking on the sidewalk not too far ahead of me. I pounced on her, expecting it to be playful... but apparently I put a bit more force into it than I meant to, because it killed her. O_O I was disappointed for a second, but then thought I'd give something else a try... and with one more psychic hand gesture, she came back to life! That's two new abilities! I ended up rolling around on the ground with her trying to get her into focus because my vision was fading away and I was having a tough time saving it, and finally I was able to freeze her, but I only heard it because my vision had already faded to black. Oh well, there's always next time! Shortly afterward, I woke up.

Dream Fragment - I was with D again and we had ordered pizza at his house (which wasn't really his house), but we were having them deliver it to my house so that we could drive over there to get it. We got here and ended up working on some homework on my dad's computer for some reason, but the pizza never arrived. I kept staring out the window for it, but only some girls I vaguely knew in middle and high school drove up but never got out of their car. I wanted that pizza. :C

Dream Fragment - My mom was asking me if the ball at the end of my poi was actually just a gigantic Skittle.

i had a very long dream but dont really remember the whole thing. At one point i was standing on a dock and there was a woman who was from fance or something like that who was shouting insults at me from the balcony of the crew ship. i kept trying to find a way onto to boat but could not. We were in alaska and i laughed when the departed from the dock and the woman shouted "bye bye San Fransisco!" Then the boat was not driven but sucked out into see and i watched as a whirpool funnel vortex sucked the ship underwater and fliipped the thing on itside pouring out tons of people. I thought the woman had gotten what she deserved.
I also recall being in some sort of chucked cheese place but it was like boot camp style and there was a rope hanging down that i climbed up to get into the little cylinder bubble thing. it was really weird.

07.12.2012

Pissing off my Father (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I think I'm in a bedroom with my father, and I start to gradually piss him off by just telling him how much he doesn't pay attention to what he says to me.

I don't know why there's any point in me doing this honestly, but the more I tell him off without him being able the respond, the more he starts bottling up his emotions. But I keep picking his brains some more, and he can't contain himself anymore. He doesn't do anything to me, all he can do is just stand there.

I think he takes out a few belts, and I just stand there for a while to see what's going to happen. I have my hands to my hips for a while staying quiet, then I got bored and left him.

I think I see my mother, lol, and it seems she eavesdropped on the conversation, and she remained quiet. I didn't really need to say anything to her, it's like she was just a filler for this dream or something. My father didn't say anything to me after I told him off.

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07.12.2012

Party in Classroom (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm sitting in a class that has seats set up on an upwards slope. It felt a little awkward, but the seats were securely attached to the slope. I sit there for a while doing something, probably listening to random students converse with each other.

Then I decided to leave for a little bit for something. When I came back, it seems it's a party in here, I hear some music that's fit for some kind of mini-rave party, and I think I even see a disco ball floating around somewhere, or maybe it's just me.

I had a mental map of which seat I was sitting in before I left, and someone takes my spot. I didn't mind, and found another vacant seat.

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07.12.2012

Cooking in the Computer (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I walk into a classroom that I used to be in middle school before, and I see a group of people getting ready to play some cards. My middle school Science teacher was there as well, so I guess everyone was finished with finals for him to allow something like that.

I get closer to these group of people, and then I think my Science teacher suggests I should try out some online Cooking Session, something like that. I didn't really pay attention to the computer monitor, and something about the teacher made me feel weird.

Date: 11/07/2012
Place: My bed
Time of getting into bed: 22.22pm
Hot bath before bed

Waking thoughts in black
Non lucid dreams in blue
Lucid dreams in red

I was pretty tired before bed, I was up early for a meeting the day before and didn't nap in the day. Then before bed I had a hot bath and went straight from there to my bed. This was THE BEST nights sleep I've had in a long time, no problems with the bf snoring, or me being too hot, or whatever. I woke up and slept in till 11.30, and still could have slept more I was so comfortable and tired. I was very surprised just at the amount of dreams I had.

Dream 1 - 2.48am
I am dreaming about being lucid, and joining a lucid dreaming group on facebook. I keep chatting about how good lucid dreaming is.

Dream 2 - 3.33am
I am sleeping over at my Aunt's house, with my bf, my sister, and my mum. The Aunt/Uncle in the dream does not exist in RL. My mum is awake and partying with my Aunt and Uncle, while we try to sleep. We all have separate beds. I am trying to WILD, but my Uncle comes into the room. I really don't like him and feel uncomfortable. He leans over my bed and tells me in a nasty way, to stop WILDing. He then shouts at us, telling us to turn the TV off, and leaves, he has a pitbull type dog that follows him around and it is known to be aggressive and bite. My sister talks to me for some time, then I try to WILD again, this time I have my phone, and notepad and pen in bed with me. I also have a metal chest at my feet. I can hear the adults getting drunk and rowdy downstairs, and distinctly hear my mum laughing. My bf wants to pet my Uncle's dog, but I tell him he will bite, my bf tells me the dog was bought from my brother for £20. so how can he bite? The dream skips to us (my bf, me and sister) sitting on the stairs playing with sane, we are making rude shapes in the sand. The adults come home (I don't know where they've been, but it's late and they're all drunk.) they think it's funny to kick over the shapes I make in the sand, but I'm glad they don't tell me off for making rude shapes. They go to bed and there is a trail of sand behind them, so I know they've been on the beach.

Dream 3
In this dream, I am wheelchair bound. I control the wheelchair via an electronic graphics tabletI use a graphics tablet a lot during the day.I am in a large shopping centre, and the shops are closing for the night, there is one particular shop which a woman runs. This shop has big glass fronted doors, and resembles a dentist's room inside. It is quite modern and has a computer on a desk with lots of drawers filled with medical items. The woman is in her 30's, blonde, quite attractive but very bad temper and not a nice person. She particularly hates me, but she has reason to, as I am trying to break into her shop when she leaves. I use my mobile phone to hack the security system, and get into he shop. This takes a few attempts but once I'm in, I rifle through the drawers to find some lucid dreaming pills. I already have some in my pocket, but they are so good I want more! I finally find some, and they are like sprinkles that you sprinkle on ice cream. They are dark red. I steal them. She sees me leaving and walks after me, but I hide them in my waistband. She never finds them.

Dream 4
Me and my bf are sat in a field, near a small, low brick wall. We are sat on plastic chairs and it is sunny. There are several people walking round, so this could be a park, or a fayre or something. We are enjoying ourselves and just chilling, maybe we have beer? A nearby news reporter walks over to me. She is wearing a revealing red dress, which is pretty skin-tight. She is also wearing bright red lipstick. She has long dark hair and big eyes, very attractive but her face says she is bored and in a bad mood. She is holding a microphone. She asks me if I know anything about 'currant affairs.' I tell her that I am currant affairs, and laugh. Really I do not want to be interviewed. She doesn't smile in the slightest, but says 'Actually.,' in a very pissed-off voice, 'I was asking you what you know about AFFAIRS.' I then say, 'if a man has lipstick on his collar, then he's having an affair. That's all I know. My bf and I crack up at this, roaring with laughter, but she just stands there looking annoyed. Our friends join us, D and K. They are a gay couple, and we all kiss hi, etc. They are very flamboyant and camp, just as in real life. K quickly dashes off as he has to leave, and I tell the reporter that these guys would know nothing about lipstick on their collars, so don't bother asking. Again, we find this funny and laugh, but the reporter is interested in interviewing D. She asks him if he can answer some questions, and he is keen to (he likes the sound of his own voice) they ask me to leave my chair so D can sit down, and I do. I sit on the low wall nearby. Suddenly a crowd of passers by gather to watch the interview. I am suddenly wearing red, or at least I suddenly notice, and D is wearing a red shirt. There is a young guy sat near me, very close but I don't mind. However he puts his arm around my shoulders, and my bf glares at him. He is with some other young people, so I don't take him seriously, however he states that he's never met a gay before. He then says gay men are like horses, to which everyone laughs at him and asks him what the hell he is talking about, including me. I try to leave, but the guy grabs my arm and won't let go, he tells me he's never kissed a guy, but wants to try it. I know he is too young and tell him no. My bf looks very annoyed now and wants to leave. The situation is forgotten when there is a crash, and a woman who had been sittin on the back of a chair, has fallen off. She is lying on the floor, and her legs are all bent and broken. She is in a lot of pain and can't move. I try to help her up, but D tells me off, saying she could have hurt her spine and I shouldn't move her. He strokes her face and tells her everything will be ok. She has light blonde hair and is a little chubby. She starts to cry.

Dream 5
I am sat in my old childhood garden, on the grass. There are people around, most of whom I don't know. An old comedian nearby, complains that no one laughs at his jokes anymore. I tell him he needs new material, stuff to appeal to the new generation. He thinks this is ridiculous and the new generation have no sense of humour. I actually say; 'You need to change some of the veg in your picalilly.'For those who don't know, google picalilly. It's a type of food, I use it sometimes on sandwiches. It's amazing. It has chunks of pickled veg in it.Eventually we figure out some jokes for him. I teach him how to get a potato, and cut a hole in it, then insert a carrot, and it makes sex.What the fuck?!We paint some of the grass white, so he can use it as a base for his vegetable sex. Nearby, my Aunt is drunk and falls asleep on the grass. She wakes up, thinking she slept all night and it is the next day, I don't tell her she's only been asleep for 5 minutes. Next, there is some commotion as a nearby young couple are losing their virginity in from of a big crowd. I find it boring and a little disgusting, but everyone else is loving it. He is really going for it, banging her hard, so that he knocks some items over nearby. When they finish, the crowd clap and celebrate.

Dream 6
I think there was more to the beginning of this dream. I do remember I was collecting the tickets for a reason, I think someone asked me to prove if I knew my friends or something? Anyway.
I am running around a school-like building, collecting tickets that vary is size / shape / content. They all feature a friend's name on them, and a date and event that my friends are attending. I only remember one of them was a friend R R isn't really a friend, more of an acquaintance, and I've seen him 2 times in about 5 years.The ticket said R was going to watch a bike show in Sheffield at this certain date. While looking for more tickets, I see my friend S's young son. In RL he is 2, in the dream he was 6ish?He is in a playful mood and runs from me, I play along, running after him pretending to be a monster. He is wearing a thomas the tank engine onesie. I chase him into a room, where his dad, S is sat with his parents watching telly. I feel a bit intrusive and leave, but the child runs out again, begging me to chase him! So I do, it's kind of fun, and I hide behind a door in a room filled with children's toys, so that when he enters the room he doesn't see me. I then jump out to scare him, and he screams with delight, laughing so much he falls over and I catch him. I carry him back to his dad, who is still watching telly in silence. His son then starts saying 'Giggidy,' and moving his head like Quagmire. google Quagmire and giggedy. It's a stupid thing from the TV show Family Guy. I laugh, but S suddenly gets angry at shouts at him to stop, he then starts shouting at his dad in the room, saying it's his fault the child learnt to do that. They argue and I leave.

Dream 7
Again, I have a vague memory of more to the beginning of this dream, but alas, I didn't write it down in time and forgot.
I am back in my old childhood bedroom, with my sister. My sister is a young girl again, not sure about myself though. We are sat on a windowsill, watching the pitch black outside and talking. Suddenly, a squirrel hits the window and scares us, is scrabbles around a bit, and we are unsure of what is happening, but then we see it is being chased. Suddenly, a tabby cat hits the window, it's eyes are wild as it chases the squirrel. For a moment, I think 'hang on, how did they get up so high? They are...flying?' but I lose that train of thought as the squirrel disappears and the cat starts following my hand inside the window. I tease it a bit, and it goes crazy, scrabbling at the glass to get my fingers. I suddenly notice my sister is on the outside of the window, she must have climbed out when I wasn't looking!! SHe sits on the sill, in her nightdress, and the cat gently sits on her lap. I start to think 'Oh no, what if she falls off!? I must get her inside!' then BOOM. I'm lucid. I realise she can't hurt herself in a dream, so she's ok sat there. I watch the scene and she strokes the cat, and it rubs against her, purring and calm. It's only a kitten now, and not so scary and wild. I wake up.

Dream 8
I am babysitting my nephews. They begin to fight over a toy. The older one has the toy and won't share. I tell him that if he lets his brother hold the toy for a few minutes, he'll be happy then he can take it back. He does this and it works, they both play happily.

Dream 9
This was a longer dream but I only remember this bit.
I am helping my mum unpack the shopping, and put it away in her house. I open the fridge, and start taking out food to make room for the shopping, as I am doing this, my mum is putting food inside, so essentially we are just being pointless. Eventually I realise, and give up, letting my mum fill the fridge how she likes.

Dream 10
My friend L has been out drinking with another friend. They get back and we are sharing the same hotel room. I notice her friend is heavily pregnant, and very drunk. I am concerned for the baby, but they don't seem bothered. I try to discuss the bad points, but the pregnant girl is so drunk she passes out. I talk to my friend about it, and even though she is drunk and seems not to care, she tells me I am right, but what am I gonna do?

Dream 11
I am in the bathI did get a hot bath before bed.I am in the bath at my mums old house, where I grew up until I was 10. I'm on my laptop in the bath, and get distracted, when I turn back I've dropped the laptop in the water. Shit! I panic and pull it out, then I turn it upside down and try to dry it out, it still works but now all the programs are really old, like the first ever Windows. And really bad graphics etc. I'm just glad I didn't lose my work.

Dream 12
I am in a train station, in a queue. When I get to the front, I ask for tickets to a certain place, for a certain date, but I keep getting confused. The man behind the counter is not very helpful. A woman stands behind him, and she is pretty stern, she keeps looking at me and making me nervous. I stammer a bit, then realise I said the wrong dates and change them around. 16th of August is what I wrote, it is a 5 day trip to Birmingham, UK. I am buying 2 tickets, one for me and one for my bf. I ask them questions but they don't help me. I try to get money out to pay, and scrabble around in my jean back pocket which is full of crap. I hand over a pot of hummusWhat the hell!? But I do love hummus They get angry, and the woman says I cannot pay with Hummus. It's a genuine mistake, but now there's a big queue behind me and I get embarrassed. I take the hummus back, and pull out the contents of my pocket, which includes lots of bits of paper, string, buttons and receipts. I find my card and pay. I'm super embarrassed. Now they kick me out of the queue, and I fight to get back to the window, I make it but they shut the window on me. I open the window, they try to stop me but I squeeze my way in and shout at them. They tell me my tickets have been printed, and are waiting in the machine behind me to be collected, I turn around, and there they are. I feel stupid for shouting and go and get my tickets while everyone watches me.

The next dream, I'm going to write as the same dream as above. However I thought it could be another dream with the same characters, but I'm not sure cos I didn't clearly state in my DJ weather it was anew dream or not.

am at the pub with friends and my bf. We are at the bar, it is a wetherspoons type pub, with wooden bars, kind of busy. The staff are the people who served me at the train station in the previous dream. We order drinks, and I'm left to pay while the others walk off to find some seats. I pay, and grab the drinks ( 3 x cokes and one beer) but the lady tells me off, because one of the cokes is not mine. I get annoyed, why did they put it in front of me then? How was I supposed to know? I pick it p anyway and take it, but they start shouting saying I haven't paid for it, and I need to put it back. I throw the drink at the man's feet in rage, and walk off to find the others. I hope to myself that they don't kick me out. I find the others sat on a circular table outside and join them. Soon, someone comes up to me and congratulates me on showing the barman who was boss. I smile and say thanks. Then another person does the same, and another, my friends don't know what they are talking about. I feel a little embarrassed but also kind of cool at the same time. Then someone tells me the barmaid is telling people she threw a tea towel at me after I threw the drink, I laugh and say this isn't true, but I'm glad she's pissed off.

Dream 13
I am walking in the pitch black at night, it is raining. I walk past a very nice yellow and black sports car with cream leather interior. I note that it's getting wet, because it's raining Dur, really? lol, I actually think this is my ADA passing through to my dreams.

Dream 14
I am talking to a foreign guy (swedish / polish / lithuanian?) about the film JAWS. I tell him it was a great film, and explain the concept to him. In my dream, the concept is pretty accurate, except I say the water was full of rusty junk metal. He claims that in his country, the film is totally different, and although there is a shark in it, it is not the same film.

Dream 15
I am lying on a bed, with my bf. He is sat over me, this is a very sexual dream. I'll not go into detail as it's explicit - but I will say it's very erotic and vivid. I wake up really horny.

Dream 16
I am part of a zombie fighting team. The team consists of people I have never met, one I remember as having an unshaved face, a big scruffy. We drive a van similar to the A team van everyone has to know this, google it.We are pretty good at what we do.I made the mistake after waking of only writing the main bits of the dream, and as a result when I fully woke, I couldn't remember all the details. I'm annoyed with myself yet again for doing this.After fighting some zombies, we celebrate with beer. One of the guys opens his beer near my face, splashing me with froth, it's funny, so I do it back. He then tips his beer all over my head, and my hair get's soaked in beer. I'm pretty pissed.I love my hair, I take pride in it, and whenever anyone touches it I usually get annoyed in RL. I storm out the room in a strop, and down the street, intent on quitting our zombie fighting team. I look around for a way home, but realise I'm stranded here. I wring my hair out, and the street is full of bustling people. Someone passes by in a rucksack, and looking like a hippy. I recognise him from my little school This guy was from my 'First school' 4 yrs to 12 yrs. I haven't seen him since then - 13 years ago.I ask him what he's been up to since I last saw him, and he says he's been on drugs for a few years, living in a hippy commune and just got back. He walks of in a hurry, waving as he goes. Then the van turns up and the zombie team ask me to get in, apologizing for pouring beer in my hair. I'm still pissed, but have nowhere else to go so I get in, and forgive them.

I woke up, feeling like I'd had the best night sleep in a long, long time. I didn't want to get up.

I can recall four creams from last night! You know, it's weird; my dream recall's been lower than average lately, and it's suddenly shot way up!

I made notes on my iPod about the first dream, saved at 3:48 AM. The notes go as follows:

Neopets
washing hair
scanning, expired

Okay, so I had a dream that I could dress my Neopets up. I had different costumes for them. there was a hippie costume and a prisoner costume. There were more, but I can't remember what they were.

Later - still in the same dream, apparently - I had this thing for scanning barcodes to send a copy of the item onto some website I liked (Neopets, I assume). (I forgot to write this next part down in my regular dream journal (which I'm copying this from), but I tried to scan something - a ketchup bottle, I think - and it told me that that barcode had expired in 2008.)

I'm not sure how "washing hair" is relevant. Oh well. I should've added a little context there, I suppose.

I'm kinda tempted to skip over the second dream because I can hardly remember it and the notes aren't much help. I shouldn't, but... writing three dreams is enough, right?

(I need to explain a couple terms before this next one. A poomsae is a solo technique that has to be memorized and demonstrated at testing. It doesn't really serve much practical purpose aside from practicing good form. It's a bit hard to explain what it looks like, but, for those of you who have watched Avatar: The Last Airbender, it looks kinda like bending, just without the control over the elements, obviously. One-step sparring is a defensive technique; contrary to the name, one-step sparring is not at all like free sparring.)

Okay, on to the third! I was at belt testing (taekwondo). I was surprised it was so soon (it's scheduled for next month IRL). Oh, and my friend Autumn was there for some reason - yes, as a student. Anyway, since testing was so soon, I wasn't prepared for it, as I didn't know my poomsae yet (actually, I do know it in real life, but I was supposed to know a different one in the dream). Luckily, we were given some time to practice first, so I tried to learn it by watching the other orange belt students.

I managed to learn the first three steps in time - step forward and down block (left), step forward and body punch (right), turn around and down block (right).

Soon, it was class time (I'm not sure what happened to testing; perhaps they just forgot about it). However, instead of Master Lim, one of the testing judges was the instructor. I wondered why she was teaching the class, but then I remembered it was Wednesday, which seemed like a reasonable answer at the time.

I decided not to join that class, so I left. Just outside, one of the adult students decided to test me on my one-step sparring. I demonstrated that I knew mine well, using the same techniques as in real life this time.

In my fourth dream last night, I was watching TV at home. It was some weird show about this guy and this girl who went down a rabbit hole - kind of like in Alice in Wonderland, except they hadn't followed a rabbit there. It reminded me of the Deathly Hallows for some reason, even though the only thing it had in common with any of the Harry Potter movies was that one of the main characters was played by Rupert Grint.

Anyway, they fell down the rabbit hole and ended up in this little meadow with a big tree. There was a sudden flashback to their childhood, when they used to play there together. When it cut back to the present, the show decided to break the fourth wall by making a big deal of the fact that the actress playing the girl was in some famous band I'd never heard of (and that her sister was the bassist in her band). Then, she turned into a man. I turned off the TV.

My mom asked if I'd slept okay because she'd heard my bed creaking at around four in the morning. I told her I'd slept find but had woken up in the night and had probably rolled over onto my side while I was half-asleep. I asked for a tuna sandwich for lunch and then woke up.

Another Lego Dream
I woke up with the words solid gold in my mind. I everything looked like the real world but I could break it like lego and lego studs came out.

Shitty Bathroom
I was in a hospital trying to take a shower in a bathroom with shit all over. I thought about leaving but I was determined no matter how long it too. I had a shower head and was trying to put it on the sink. Nothing worked right

Paper is Illegal

I was in a medieval setting. I was posing as a city guard. Someone kept sending me paper messages. I had to crumpled it up and put it in my pockets for later. A woman heard the paper noise and said "I thought paper was illegal." I told her that I confiscated it.

I am in a basement school of laboratory. The subterranean labs are not as gloomy, dark, terrifying like as in a horror fiction, but had an atmosphere of my old high school. Light brown tiles with bright white fluorescents light. Scientists and doctors are like teachers. Well… let’s face it; they are ‘teachers.’

Children subjected to experiments act like normal school students (It is true that those who are talented in science and math are groomed to be one of the ‘teachers’; experimenting other children.) and respect those who treat them like a lab rat.
My talent in every report card are marked somewhere in middle. But the repulsiveness I feel as I pass the classroom full of red, blood-shot-eyes students cannot help it. I guess my dream self is damned at science as in real life, so I’d position myself below the average.

Inferior or ‘bad’ students living and studying under this massive lab are punished. It is not that painful or agonizing punishment to be honest. Students are kept captive from doing any farther misbehavior by putting some kind of weird cords all over the body and meekly held upside down in a green, fluid filled glass like a frog pickled with formalin. I do not have a memory of letting myself to such chopping board, so I think I was one of the obedient kids.

Every student is born from the lab. Some of them are ‘Bad Seeds’ (as ‘teacher’ stated) from their time of birth. They are characterized with aggressive personalities. No one knows if it were from the genetic misplacement or from the accidental experiments, which happens quiet often. But ‘Bad Seeds’ cause a lot of trouble. It is said, they would explode their selfish stress out by howling and destructing materials like a beast, threatening a poor book warms shivering like scared herbivores, disrespectful to ‘teachers,’ and the list is endless.

It was out by a coincident. I was absent mindedly cautiously carrying my pretty fish placed in a tank, when two scientists passing a hallway, arguing (or croaking) loudly about expelling a ‘Bad Seed.’ They are sending (disposing) an 8-years-old troublesome kid (who has no need for them). The boy has spent his entire life as a subject, so he’s just an innocent baby not knowing about a dark world. Are they sending him to dangerous outside? Not caring of his safety?

Unfortunately they were not concerned about the human rights, but croaking about the danger ‘teachers’ would get from sending a ‘Bad Seed’ to a civil society. That ‘Seed’ is exceptionally smart and viciously evil compare to other civilians. Instead of freeing a beast among deer, we should silently ki….l…

As a brown haired scientist with glasses reveals his dark treachery, I was casually passing them, he gave me a quick look and tried to resume, which was blocked by an old (probably his superior) ‘teacher.’
I take Curiosity? Probably useless sympathy … anyway an interest towards the kid. Underage, little kid is about to be disposed to the ‘outside’ world. I stared at my red scaled fish. It has a character of its master; not swimming, but gently floating like a primed lady, acting like a stuffed animal……. Is it dead?

I tapped lightly of a cylinder that has nothing but transparent clear water. The fish lazily swayed its tail in such a slow motion, I yawned.


Tut… … Pretty, but a flabby fish.


I walked towards a suspension (laboratory) room for the little kid. Probably for the pea-sized guilt they had… experimenting underage children… the room was placed at the far end corner of a hallway inside a room. Just before I went for the door, there were white lockers with locks placed beside it. There were four (read) stylish (but say wicked) girls abruptly end their conversation and stare at me. Are they my friends?

They are nervously fidgeting around a stair (structured like one you could see in a subway station), looking for a chance to get ‘outside,’ breaking rules. They had a warning look on their face, scared of me who has a chance to tattle to ‘teachers.’
Don’t know why they would roam around, looking for danger ‘outside’ in a first place.

I do not mind their business; I solemnly open a door with no interest. They started chatting in relief.

The door was connected to another hallway. To the right there is a class with a glass door. They are having a PowerPoint lecture in a dark room, blue lights reflect the passionate students; future maniacs, frantically scribbling their notes. I passed in disgust. I went to the end of the cornered hallway, and slide through the translucence glass door for my final destination.

The suspension room, or rather the experimental room had hundreds of adult size glass cylinder with green fluid. Inside little children or students about to be born are lifelessly floating upside down; only their even breath shows they are living.

Air bubbles from their masks disturb their hair, swaying them like seaweed. It was an eerie and a startling sight to see breathing ‘dolls,’ faintly lit by a green light, but also makes me wonder about their dream from their calm… soothing face.


“Here for the punishment? Wait here; I just have one for you.”


I’m not really here for the punishment, but I did not stop ‘teachers,’ automatically working like robots. For I did not had any excuse for being here, and I did want to have a punishment I have never experienced. Floating upside down… disregarding laws of physics… looks fun. As I was surveying around, I encountered the boy who poked my curiosity.


Our eyes met for a moment.


Are we fighting or what? As we are studying each other, the kid gave ‘I have a temper,’ frown and give a shift turn on his neck to side.
I win ^^

He had impressive black ink like hair and eyes. He had wrinkled skin showing that he had just got out from that cylinder, wet like a new born baby. Assistant were drying him with a white towel. I secretly worried about his future; his cute chubby cheeks will trouble him someday. ‘Tut, tut… that cuteness will thin out in your near future.’ As he lazily supporting himself by assistance; narrowly balancing, I could not identify any signs of ‘Bad Seed,’


The 'suspension' room has similar atmosphere as this picture

I woke up, in my dream. Sort of like a false awakening. Before I get to that, the reason I decided to start LDing is because I really like/d this girl, and we only talked at school and on the phone, she's not going to the same High School as me, so I've been trying to LD so I could feel as if I was talking to her. I finally got around to do it, I went to her house, (I don't know the exact location of her house, I just went to a house and was like, ooh Jaylin's house!) Anyway, I went invisible and passed through the livingroom to avoid confrontation, I was invisible and I knocked on her room's door. She looked out and I went visible again. I said "I'm dreaming, so I can do virtually anything I want" We talked for a bit, then she took me to the garage, to meet her little brother who was playing Lego. I spawned a few things, I don't remember. Then I woke up, went back to sleep, and LDed again. It's mostly on a premise of us hanging out and stuff, but in this one, we went to a party, sort of. It had all of our friends from school there just hanging out. We did the same, I'm not sure, but I think I was also in a cooking class, and she helped me with that occasionally. I don't really remember what comes next, except that I got her a balloon. I guess you can say this was half lucid, half not. But I really enjoyed this dream, and I'm going to try to LD again, after almost a 6 month struggle, I finally LDed more than once per 30 days. I feel that LDing gives me energy to go through the depressing and stressful days, and just go to sleep in a whole new world where YOU matter.

Tuesday 10 May 2012
4:50 AM
I had a couple of dreams during the night, first involved Mario, Luigi a strange girl and a battle. Its all a blur...
Second one was somehow related to the same girl, she was a nun i think and the dream took place in some sort of catacombs with little rooms i hid in. Im not sure what i hid from, i think it were soldiers of some sort. I wrote this in my DJ and fell asleep again.
7:13 AM
I remember this one more vividly. Me and some of my friends were in a forest, next to some sort of altar. The girl from earlier dreams appeared there and i think she talked to us. Then she disapeared.
I remember we could fly.
We walked out of the forest and found ourselves on a big plain with a ruined castle on it. We walked through a small stairwell up on the castle walls and watched the plains.
Around the castle ran 3 or 4 big animals, they looked like rodents of some sort. And when i say big, i mean 10 meters when standing on their back feet big.
We watched the rodents run around the castle and hunt small white mice. After while Friend 1 flew off the wall to find the girl from earlier. We followed.
Suddenly my teacher biology from middle school appeared and started scolding us. A schoolmate from middle school appeared from the castle and boasted to the teacher about his diet. The teacher praised him.
Then i realized its a dream and immediately woke up.

I remembered a bunch of tiny fragments today:

-Most of these fragments take place in Westwood, CA and my brother is in all of my dreams

1. I am taking over the town by stomping on stadiums.
2. My brother is playing live guitar at a bar.
3. I am riding a bike down Westwood Blvd to Wilshire and I have a gun.
4. My co-worker BW and I write a book.
5. I am going for the world record in butt sliding down a hill.
6. My fiance made some crappy chicken but I told her it was good.

I got an emulator for pokemon sapphire and went straight to a gym to beat the gym leader. All her pokemon were twice my level but I still beat all of them somehow.

Came up short on sleep today. I went to bed at 11:30, tossed and turned for a while, and woke up at 6:45 thanks to a noisy truck.

I'm selling my car, though I don't seem to want to sell. I take it to a dealership where I am told that the new buyer is waiting. The buyer is a guy named Lennart. In a weird twist, I'm sitting in the driver's seat when Lennart shows up, throws a duffel bag in the back seat, and orders me to drive him to the airport. Without questioning it, I start driving. As I drive away, I hear a shout and look over my right shoulder. Lennart never got in the car! Instead, he is running after the car. I feel sorry for him, especially since his bags are in the car, but I keep driving. I'm not really sure why I keep going. It doesn't feel like I'm in control here. Lennart keeps running until the side of the road drops off into a ravine. Then he loses his footing and falls into the ravine. It's sort of funny to watch. He'll never catch up now.

i was singing an eminem song and i had a pillow on the right side of my face and then it went into thrid person and i kept pushing pause on the computer on youtube.

Italic Text = Personal Thoughts
Normal Text = Non-Lucid Segment
Light Purple Text = Partially Lucid Segment
Purple Text = Lucid Segment

The dream started non-lucid, in this random person's house with a friend. We were fascinated over the kitten that this person owned, it was really miniature, small enough to be cupped in your hand, and it frequently went into this "slug-like" pose where it tucked its legs under its body and and squinted its eyes. I was petting the kitten as my friend held it and eventually it got really angry, hissing at my friend and standing up before leaping out of her hand and running away as fast as it could with its tiny legs.

We laugh, and tell the owner of the house that we really should be going. She insists that we stay until her husband gets back with dinner that he's picking up from a restaurant as we must try this food before we leave. We agree, but state that we really need to have a shower as we hadn't had one for a while due to travelling.

We're pointed upstairs and upon reaching the top, I ask my friend why it is that every house I'm in always resembles the layout of my own house.

That's when I become lucid, I realise that of course it's a lucid dream and although my hand check seems to fail, I focus on my hand anyway to try and stabilise the dream as it's quite blurry all of a sudden. I walk into the bathroom where my friend is preparing for her shower and realise if I stay here I will probably get caught up in the dream and lose lucidity, as has happened before.

I walk out of the bathroom and to make sure I don't get caught up in the dream again, attempt to lock the bathroom door. There's no lock on the outside, so I look away and make one up, soon enough I hear the sound of the door locking and try to decide what to do next.

I remember I wanted to practice scene transitions, something that I'm not too good at it. I walk into a bedroom when I realise too late that I could have used the door as a method of scene transitioning. At this point I also remember the Task of the Month, but I'm too intent on completing my other goal to really focus on that.

I walk up to the wall in this bedroom and decide I will phase through it into a new scene. The wall is solid at first, but after some trying I eventually start slipping through. It isn't like when I usually slip through walls in my lucid dreams, I usually just get a "tight" feeling as I squeeze through the wall and appear on the other side. This time as my head approached the wall and started going through it my vision became blurred, everything was going fuzzy but when it came back into focus I had passed through the wall and I was in my new scene.

Just like a previous lucid, I was picturing my "Mushroom Valley" photo-manipulation, and while I didn't quite achieve what I was picturing, I came pretty close. I was in a desert-like environment, only there were patches of dead grass dotted around. In front of me were multiple "pyramids", but they weren't really pyramids, they were giant cubes.

As I'm inspecting the scene it starts to change colour in front of me. Instead of everything being a shade of sandy beige and browns the cubes change colour to a deep red. I want the previous colour back so I lift my hand and sweep it over the scene in front of me and as it passes over, the colours return to normal.

I take flight and fly towards the cubes. I've become infinitely better at flying now, with none of the turning issues I had previously. I think it was because I wasn't particularly trying to fly and just let it happen. As I approach the cubes they seem to turn a reddish colour again, but as I go in between them and start flying throughout the "streets" that these cubes had created, I noticed that the cubes seem to be made of loads of sheets of paper all stacked on top of each other. I could see the thin lines, just as a stack of paper of would like, only in giant form.

As I near the end of the passageway between the cubes I think to myself, "I hope I recall the details of this dream" because everything I was seeing in that moment was so insanely vivid.

I land on the other side of the cubes on some of the grass. There seems to be a "cutaway" here where the dream scene didn't quite stretch out to this point because the grass I was standing on was normal, green grass instead of the dead grass like I had imagined in my original scene. I kind of stretch out the dead grass, changing all the green I could see into dead variety by lifting my hands up and willing it.

As I turn around though, I notice behind me that everything was a lush green, it was a park of sorts, I noticed people in the distance and I recall laughing from somewhere. The trees were unique, they were the shape of palm trees with palm-tree style leaves, only the leaves and branches were arranged in a way that a Christmas Tree would be.

As I walk closer to this lush landscape I decide I want to try another colour-transition, I want to make everything green into a vivid blue. I try swiping my hand across the scene but this proves harder than simply making things dead as nothing happens.

I then try to focus on a single tree to begin with, I walk up to it and place my hands on the trunk, only to be stabbed by these tiny, sharp pieces of bark that were poking out all over the tree. I rub my hands in pain before finding a safe space on the trunk to place my hands. I look down to the floor and try to imagine the tree leaves being blue, but when I look up I had only turned them yellow.

Things become slightly less clear here, next thing I know I'm walking away from the tree singing a song, which seems to be a combination of two songs. One of the lyrics in the song was "A million miles down below" and this sprung the idea in my head to try another scene change to at the bottom of the ocean.

Alas, before I got a chance to try it the dream faded more and more until I was in "the black" and eventually back in the waking world.

07.11.2012

Gunfight and Fashion Assassination? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I took two tablets of Halls Cherry Cough Drops, each containing 9.8 mg of Menthol. I woke up with an erection, so I guess that's because I had a REM cycle or something like that. I doubt it was the Menthol though.

I can't remember any romantic or sexual dreams unfortunately, and I believe I slept for 3-5 hours. I slept around 1-3 AM, and woke up around 6:30 AM-6:45 AM Canada time. (So one hour ahead compared to Texas time).

I'm sucking on two more tablets because I'm going to attempt an WBTB, each 9.8 mg of Menthol as well.

In case anyone is wondering why I remember so much, it's because I closed my eyes and tried not to think about daily life (though it still was on my mind a few times, but I guess I can get away with that by trying to keep up a daily draem journal that helped with recall tremendously....even though I'm still a newbie compared to some great people with amazing recall like Hyu, Melanieb, Kaomea, and such.

The color of the atmosphere was orange, so the sun must be now setting at the time in the dream.

I'm standing outside in a field, the whole dream is blurry, everything is a rush. I'm frantically trying to avoid men who have costumes like the common enemies that I forget the name of, but the outfit itself was the black version of it.

It wasn't exactly like it, but it didhave some features of it. The grass was very high in this dream, it was a faded brown, and looked like wheat. It probably was as high as to reach my chest. While I'm escaping, I have moments where I'm walking backwards and shooting at random people in the same black outfits.

I'm using an Assault Rifle on one enemy, and I feel like I'm not damaging him at all. For some reason, I feel as if I get some logic in and realize I have to aim the guy at the guy instead of just firing out of range.

The gun sounds were diluated and slow, probably because some moments of gun fighting were literally in slow motion. This created augmented pitches of bullets being fired, and I believe I die a few times in the dreams, but had a dream resets each time.

I finally reach a dead end, and I quickly turn around, things get a little faster, but not too fast, normal-paced now. I see a black helicopter coming in my direction, and I feel like the person inside is trying to shoot me. I quickly aim my guy and the window, but I couldn't see anything beyond that.

Then I did something crazy, I literally zoomed in to the window naturally. I don't know if it's because I'm still feeling the adrenaline from having to avoid and kill some enemies, random luck, or just a natural skill I never paid attention to.

The insides of the window of the helicopter went from blurry to crystal clear. Things went in slow motion again as I'm preparing to shoot the man in the helicopter with my new zoomed in HD vision skill. I think the helicopter crashes, but it doesn't explode or anything, it just grazes the ground hard and is probably stopped by a wall.

The dream shifts to where there are several men and myself inside of what seems to be like an old-fashioned garage. Things still feel sketchy for me at the time. I have a feeling I have to start shooting these men before they shoot me.

There's a man looking in front of me, he has brown hair, looks like he's in his late 30s, early 40s. He's wearing a jacket, probably gray or a faded swampish green one that does all the way down his ankles or knees I believe. He's wearing some bland shirt and pants as well.

I presume they were gray too, his visage is what I remember better, since I am aiming my gun at it.

Back to his face for a moment, it felt animated, like a Oblivion/Skyrim-esque type of animation to it. I believe he had brunette hair, or a very dark red hair, and his facial composition was wide and cheeky.

He was probably chubby based on his facial composition, but the jacket and everything gearing my attention towards his head instead made it difficult to analyze more before I shot him.

As I'm getting ready to shoot him, he opens his eyes in shock, and I believe he says something like,

"No.....he can't do that!!!"

Too late. Bullet pierced right into his forhead. There's probably a 2-3 second delay time for me to collect my thoughts, and for the other men around us to react to this as well.

I feel there's a dream reset here, because the man I shot in the head was in front of me again. Maybe I was shot somewhere after shooting him the first time.

I aim my gun again, but this time it's a slightly different weapon. It's a semi-automatic I believe, and I aim for the guy's head again. Same reaction he gives me, and he dies.

I don't see his head being splattered on the floor, just a bullet wound that gets pierced into his head deeply again. I believe the dream resets again at some point, but I'll just skip those because it'll just lead to confusion on the recall.

After I kill the same guy in front of me, I believe I shoot the other one to the right in front of me as well after he heard the gunshot. There's one guy on the left of me, and I threw a cold water bottle at him as a distraction.

I see that there's an open entrance to some random room within the garage, and as I'm getting ready to get out of there before things get sporadic, I lied to the man and said there's a bomb inside of it.

I don't really wait to hear his reaction, but seeing as a lied, no explosion happened.

This part gets weird, I'm in the mental conflict of whether or not I've shapeshifted (dang it Alyzarin!!!) or if I'm inside the body of someone else other than myself, or if I'm watching someone move around.

The girl that I feel I'm the embodiment of looks a lot like Azula from the Avatar. She has the agility like Tai Lee, but then again, Azula herself is in a completely different league than Tai Lee with her tact and all that.

I honestly believe I'm Azula right now, and this is still occurring in the same dream too. I'm trying to run away from whoever it is that's chasing me. I don't look back at all, and I have to move around these really small gaps that would require someone with a petite structure to even wiggle through fast enough.

And Azula's body is the perfect match. I find it weird that I would take on a female persona....hmm, don't mind at all.

There's definitely someone chasing me, and the person is a female as well. But now I'm confused on whether or not it's Tai Lee from Avatar: The Last Airbender, or another person taking on the visage of Azula.

Both of us are wearing the red outfits in the episode of Avatar where Zuko, Azula, Tai Lee, and Mai were at beach for a temporary vacation while Ozai made plans for his world domnition thing.

I'm moving around, and I feel very flexible and sexy in Azula's body. All the walls are gray, and the flooring is tiled and has either a very light gray or white color with a faded hint of gray.

Sorry if I'm getting to specific with simple things like that, but I need to start paying attention to things like this more.

I'm really high above the ground, and I'm going around corners in this really narrow route I'm taking. It feels like I'm in a maze or something, since I'm constantly going left and right, and having to go back to a certain location to create a mental map of where to go next. There's some areas high off the ground to walk and brace my back against to carefully sidle to the side to here and there during my escape.

But I couldn't just stand there, or rather, have my legs on the sides of the wall to keep myself high off the ground for too long, because the same girl in the red outfit following me has tentacles as arms. These tentacles with really huge suction cups have a light pink color to it on the bottom.

As for the top section of the tentacles, it was probably dark violet, or a very dark shade of pink. She extends her tentacles to my feet, very smart thinking there, and I believe I try to spread my arms out and hold on to the sides of the walls with my hands.

I don't really feel a grip from the tentacles, I feel like I've shifted consciousness to where I'm just a spectator, and the body of mine manages to do some tricky moving to get her feet from the girl's tight grip with her tentacles.

My consciousness is shifted back into Azula's body, and there's finally some surface to walk on, and I believe the female with the tentacle arms is gone now. I see the body that I'm in from a different perspective, and Azula slowly elevates her body upward from being on the ground after trying to get loose from the lady's grip. Then I'm back in a first person view again, and I see some kind of red dress in the center about 10 feet away from me.

To the left of it had some black text on the wall or like the stands where a first place winner would be at the center and higher than 2nd and 3rd place being on the sides.

Anyway, the words were "First .........." something something. I get a feeling that this is some kind of fashion company brand of clothing in front of me. I start formulating that the lady with the tentacles was trying to assassinate me for some reason when I woke up to recall this dream.

DAMN IT! I know I remembered what was the rest of the fashion name brand when I woke up, but it started to fade away too quiickly...ugh......

Something tells me that this was associated with someone I know here on DV....maybe someone is the daughter of some CEO of a prominent fashion company?

Hmmmm, and the color of the red dress being the only set of clothes standing out in the middle reminds me a lot of Kaomea for some reason. But it's probably just all silly stuff, and maybe it's because I was glancing at Soap Operas like the Bold and the Beautiful and the Young and the Restless hours during the afternoon.

Hm....I wouldn't think Kaomea is the daughter of said CEO, so I guess I'll just put this dream as random since I don't like interpreting non-lucids anyway.

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07.11.2012

Wrist Infection (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm sitting down with a group of people, probably all females, and the place is kind of darker than it should be if we'er in a classroom. I can't really pick out distinguishing features of people's visage, but I do notice my father is coming from the back.

He goes up to a random girl that's two seats away from me. He's wearing a grey vest, and he has some hair under his pits. He's sweating a lot, and he has his glasses on.

He's telling her about something on her wrist that she has, probably looks like an infection because there's slightly bigger bump on it. My father disappears, and then the dream shifts to where I see pictures of what I assumed to be the same girl. She was overweight, and I'm not sure if her face was like a mole or something.

I'm sorry, but she wasn't attractive to look at in the first place.

Most of the pictures involved her being in a forest, and her hair was dirty blonde as well. I would say her age was around mid to late 30s.

She mostly wore a big white shirt, probably to conceal unwanted creases of her stomach from showing, and wore black sports long pants.

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07.11.2012

Chopped up Herbs? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Someone helps me chop up some herbs. The dream itself had a Runescape-esque kind of setting to it, but it still was a realistic setting for me.

It feels like I'm walking around a house made of wood, and it's very fancy too.

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07.11.2012

Lucid Sex Attempt Fail (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I took another 2 tablets of the Halls Cough drop, so that's another 19.6 mg before the WBTB.


I don't know how I do it, but something makes me do a nose plug reality check. I was able to breath through, and I had a "wtf" moment when I did realize I was dreaming.

I think I was trying to call out someone's name before I was lucid. The room that I'm in is very bright and has white walls and floors all over. Things are a little blurry, but as soon as I rub my hands a bit, things become vivid now.

For some reason, as I'm headed to exit through a door, my thoughts were,

"Eva's Bedroom"

"Eva's Bedroom"

"Eva's Bedroom"

"Eva's Bedroom"

I kept doing this affirmation until I finally opened the door.

No fucking bedroom, but I do get a garden. It's nice and green, bright and sunny.....DON'T FREAKING TELL ME I'M HAVING A HAPPY DREAM LIKE KAOMEA IS.

WHAT???

NO MAN NOOOO, BEDROOM NOW.

Dream fades before I could decide to do anything else. I feel your pain Kaomea. This really sucks! I think I really was on the verge of a happy dream.

Oh, and as I was waking up, I felt myself on the edge of the bed I'm sleeping on, literally. I convinced myself without thinking to not worry about it, and my body had this urge to just go ahead and lean over, but I knew I would hit the ground, I would most likely fall straight head first in waking life.

But I think this was a false awakening, and I do a nose plug reality check.....but I think this was somewhere between the dream above, because the lucidity was very short, obviously because I was too damn horny to find a bedroom.

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Oh well, still have 5 Cherry flavored Halls tablets, and two more packs with 9 in each, so maybe better results tonight. n_n

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07.11.2012

Ordering Take Out (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I think I'm driving some kind of vehicle, and my mother is to the left of me. I go to where you have to pay first when you made your order. You have to pay in quarters, and the paying medium itself sucks.

It's this close from falling off, and when I do insert a few coins, the slot was in the wrong position, so the quarters were not recognized in the little screen that showed the price in increments each time you put a quarter or whatever small change inside.

I grab the coins out of the awkward spot, and put them inside the right place, and it starts recognizing everything.

I forget what I ordered though.

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07.11.2012

Getting a Job (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I go up to another slot machine, and I wanted to book in confirming that I arrived at the place on time. It said "10:9" or something like that, and I assumed it meant I worked from 10 AM to 9 PM.

But when I looked at my white card with various times on it, it said "9:9." I try to find someone to ask if there's some kind of mistake, and a person finally explains to me what it means, but it still doesn't explain the abnormality. Then I see some short man wearing glasses, a gray suit, a light gray dress shirt underneath, and some long black corporate office style pants.

He looks Indian based on his skin tone, but he has a classic American accent. He elevates his nose and mouth a bit, and I just know he's going to be pissed off. He asks us with a slightly elevated tone on what we're doing here just standing.

Obviously this guy is our boss, and I politely respond to him that I wanted to make sure the amount of hours I'm working is right. He goes back to a normal tone and realizes the situation I'm in. I eventually asked him if I can work part time.

I think he's skeptical at first, but he smiles and says that I can. But I don't think he understood what I requested. I didn't mean part time just for the weekends. I mean part time for everything, and not full time for the week or anything like that.

Ugh......

Glad that was just a dream.

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07.11.2012

Airport Brochures? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Bleh, don't really care much about this dream. I'm inside a building, with white tile flooring. The walls are made of glass, and I think there are some fancy stuff hanging on top, but I'm too busy looking at someone to get the details of what's above.

The girl looks like someone I know in waking life, let's call her Am.

"Am" apparently did something bad in college, don't know the exact reason, but her mother looks ashamed of her. "Am" has to go to the airport to hand out airport brochures, something like that.

Too lazy to tell the rest.