non-lucid

Date: 26/06/2012
Place: My own bed (for a change!)
Time of getting into bed: 11pm
Glass of apple juice in the day.

Dream 1 - non lucid

We are at a music festival or music event. There are lots of bands and different stalls etc. We go into a small, dark, dingy shed. (We being me, and friend I and friend R) We are just chilling / talking in here. I know of a group of people just outside, and I know that they are not friendly. One of them comes in to retrieve a bag he left inside here, which is like a holdall type bag. He tells us there is a human skull inside, and we just say 'ok' because we don't want any trouble. The group are young, hooligan type kids (god I sound old) who have guns. The young guy gets offensive and pulls out his gun, but my friend I takes it off him. There is no struggle, more like a nervous tension. I plays with the gun, asks the kid some questions while the kid answers them. I then aims the gun jokingly, and 'accidentally' shoots the kid several times. Although he is not hurt, they shots are close and nearly hit him every time, so the kid takes the gun back. Now he has it back, the kid dos the same; talks about the gun and aims it at people. I panic, assuming he will end up shooting someone. He shoots at me, and I get scared but he tells me not to be scared, and that my jumper is too baggy, and will catch the shots before they get to me. Amazingly he's right.

[Dream 2 - Lucid dream

I woke and wrote my previous dream (see above) I needed a pee so I went to the toilet and came back. As I lay down, I attempted to WILD. I was very hot and had to stop to remove covers then continue. (I always get hot when I WILD?) I start 'feeling' a dream, talking with friends, playing with my friends cat. To keep myself aware, I start 'rubbing' my friend's sofa that I am sat on while this dream forms. (Dream sofa, I am really in bed) However the dream is not solid yet. Suddenly, I am in a fully fledged dream and don't know how I got here! However I am fully lucid. Unlike my last lucid, I do not panic and I stay calm. But I think this is due to a lower level of awareness. So I'm walking with my partner (let's call him 'N') down the road, I fear there was more to the beginning of this lucid but alas, I have forgotten. I am telling N that I am dreaming. He doesn't believe me, but does ask me some questions to test me. I tell him let's get a train, so take him to the train station. As we walk there, I am amazed by the details my mind has come up with. The scenery etc. We get on the train and I see a pigeon close by, I try to touch it but it flies away. However I'm not bothered as I'm happy I am dreaming, so we hop on the train. As I walk by a DC, I stroke his face to feel the stubble on his face, he stares at me but doesn't seem to mind. We get off the train again, and I'm not sure where we have got off. I ask N if he believes me yet, he says no, but does seem to be thinking hard about it, like I am beginning to convince him. We have to go through a check-point before we can leave the train station (like guards on a gate) and as we approach I get horny. I get out my junk with the intent to present it to a DC when we arrive at the gate. N notices and asks me what I am doing. I suddenly realize I don't want to upset N, even if it is the DC version. So I put it away and pretend I wasn't doing anything. However N is very persistant, grabbing me and challenging me. I get a bit frustrated and suddenly N is as well. I fear he may become angry and ruin the dream, but I remember what I read on DV about making DCs do what you want, so I think of the most plausible thing I can and say 'N, aren't you supposed to be at the post office today? It shuts in like 5 minutes you better hurry!' N works for the PO. He suddenly realizes and rushes off, leaving me alone. I decide I am no longer horny after that charade, and progress through the gates into this new, unknown place. When entering this place (must have been a building, but I don't remember doors of any kind) I was almost speechless about how AMAZING it looked. Not necessarily real, but just very detailed, and beautiful. It was along the lines of a train station, mixed with a shopping centre, and maybe a pub or nightclub element to it too. I saw so much in here, simple wandering round that I have probably forgotten much of it. First of all, there were lights and displays. I think it was evening-ish time so these lights looked BEAUTIFUL, I really stared at them, noticing they were made of little lights, with a yellow glow. Reminded me a bit of Xmas lights. I was smiling madly, thinking 'this dream is awesome.' I then walked off, found some women searching in a fridge for their dinner while they were on a break. I searched for a little bit but then walked off. I was at a bit of a loss of what to actually do. I didn't even think of flying (dur) and even though I knew I was dreaming, I didn't do anything crazy or mind-blowing! I suddenly remembered the task of the month. I knew it involved walking through a mirror. I turned around, expecting to find a mirror, and taadaa! A lovely mirror. It was a bit high for me (I'm a shortarse) so I pulled myself up to it, and just stuck my head through boldly. At first I thought of a beautiful park scene, and thought 'don't think of that, cos then that's what you'll see!' however it wasn't, what I did see, was SPACE. Like, our universe, just black, and filled with stars and I could even make out the milky way. It was BIG. There were brightly coloured parrots flying through space, just casually flying around, in all directions, kind of slow. The vastness of the space scared me however, and I decided there was no way I was climbing in there! So I pulled my head out. It was hard to get out, like I would somehow fall in, and for a minute I was stuck, but a very nice young DC, who had black hair and a friendly smile pulled me out. I thanked her and told her the mirror was 'all hers.' So she climbed up and stuck her head in too!
I walked off again, repeating over and over that I would remember the mirror for the TOTM, determined not to forget. I followed rooms in this building, not going in them but reading the signs above the doors, observing the DCs going on with their lives. I came across a large photo booth (the type you get passport photos printed instantly on) but it was 4 or 5 times bigger. I went inside, and realized you were supposed to sit on the tacky-looking plastic sofa (it was an old, battered machine) and put money in, then a person would have a conversation with you about anything you liked. I found this silly and walked out, the thought crossed my mind that if I pulled the curtains, I could have some 'adult fun' in this booth. But I decided against it, not wanting to end the dream early. I walked up some stairs, running my hands along the metal pole at the sides, and finding it very metal-like. I found a room which I spent some time reading the sign above it, but have now forgotten what it said. A young guy walked past, and I got horny again. Figuring I'd just go for it, I walked up and asked him if he fancied some fun. He ignored me, but clearly wasn't interested. He wasn't even that good looking, but for some reason I persisted, taking his hand and placing it down my pants. He was clearly uncomfortable with this, and gave me a terrible look which made me question my morals. However I knew I was dreaming, so kept telling myself he wasn't really upset and it was just my mind telling me its not nice to do things like this to strangers! However the guys dad suddenly appeared, concerned where his son was. His dad looked mad so I left! While walking away, I thought 'hey, I haven't had to stabilize this dream once!' So I rubbed my hands together to practice, and the whole place lit up, and became a bit clearer. However this faded again as soon as I stopped rubbing my hands. I already thought everything was clear, but now it had been clearer and gone back again it seemed a little unclear. (If that makes sense) I shouted stabilize! But my dream began to fade, I shouted it again, this time with NOW on the end, and summoning up as much confidence and courage as I could. The dream came back. I had a few more seconds of walking around, then blackness began to set in. I tried spinning, but I couldn't do it, it was really hard! I couldn't even get close, I tried rubbing my hands again, and this was better, but in the end I just gave up, and let myself wake up. I figured it was the end.

When awaking, I could have gone straight back into a dream again, I didn't move or open my eyes. However I wanted to write in my DJ, I didn't want to lose the dream! So I got up. Although this dream was clearly lucid, it didn't feel as real as the first time I had a lucid dream. I think this is why I was a lot more in control, because it wasn't so shockingly life-like. Don't get me wrong, it was pretty amazing. I feel annoyed that I didn't do more, and super annoyed that I let my penis get in the way of a decent dream.

Dream 3 - Non Lucid dream

My cousin 'C' has come to stay fr a few days. I got on well with him (he annoys me in RL) and we had lots of people who were crowding round to see / meet us, like we were famous or something. More him then me. We were talking about going to a music concert while he was here, I told him Linkin Park were playing, but he wanted to see Rhianna. I thought 'he used to have decent taste in music...'. There was some sort of parade going by, with lots of drunk people watching and celebrating. I have a fish tank with lots of shrimp but no fish. I complain about this and someone tells me to draw some fish, put them inside and they will come to life. I start doing this, but my cousin distracts me, as do our fans who keep watching us / asking us questions.


***NOTEWORTHY***
LUCID DREAM!!!
WBTB / WILD
TASK OF THE MONTH?
Festivals / concerts YET AGAIN - DS
Cousin hasn't visited for a while

Well this dream started when I saw a few people at a table and I decided to pee in one of their cups, so I did and while I was doing it I thought why am I not lucid? but nothing happened, when I finished peeing I noticed it looked like water, so I thought to myself to change it so I looked at it and made it become the colour of urine and it rised up and filled the cup. What a weird dream.. :/

Non-dream Dream

I recalled 2 sports dreams today.

Dream 1:

I am competing against two of my old high school friends in rollerblading. We eventually join forces somehow and dominate the field.

Dream 2:

I am in a baseball game playing shortstop. We are about to take the field and I can't find my glove (either forgot it or lost it - common occurrence). I finally make it out to my position with my glove. The first play is a sinking line drive by my right foot and I make an error on the play. The next two plays are flyouts to right field. Then a sharp grounder is hit to me and takes a crazy hop at the end. Nobody in real life could have made the play but I manage to grab the ball bare handed and throw it to second for the force out. The second baseman drops the ball but recovers just in time for the out.

Now it is time to bat. I can't find the right wooden bat and it is taking forever to step up to the plate. I start losing the dream here and I wake up before getting to bat.

This is a common occurrence in my baseball dreams - I rarely get to bat.

-No lucid dreams last night-
First Dream - (Pre info- there's a girl I texted a lot around december, she goes to a different school in my city so I never saw her in person, but we stopped talking around January

I'm at walmart with my mom and paul. there is a lot of people, and it doesn't look like walmart. They both go into the bathrooms, so I kinda walk around outside of it. There's a girl there, and for some reason I try to start a conversation with her. I ask her what her name is, and she said Myra. I told her mine, and we started practically screaming in excitement. I don't know why, lol. We both said something along the lines of "Oh my GOSHH!@!!@!" It was loud lol. I don't remember after that.

Second Dream- (Pre info- I was watching russian car crashes on youtube the night before, a good 15 minutes of them before I went to bed)

I'm leaving my dad's house, going to my mom's. We're in a weird car (turns out to be russian) and there's people I don't know speaking another language (russian I assumed) The traffic was awful, we litterally almost crashed about 7 times. I remember a car driving on the wrong side of the road, and we swerve to the right to pass it. I get home and someone tells me that it was garage sale day and that's why there was bad traffic.

Third Dream-

I'm at my friend Michael's house. I don't remember much, except I think it was winter. I took a shower there for some reason. About 5 minutes later I went to grab something in the bathroom, but the light wouldn't turn on. There were about 5 light switches. They were all turned on except for one. There were three on the right side of the door, and two on the right. I tried the first three, and they did nothing. The fourth one turned on the light, and a buzzing noise started coming. Michael's dad was trying to tell me how to turn it on from the living room, but I couldn't understand him. I said "This works" and grabbed whatever I needed. I wondered how I got the light to turn on when I took a shower, and woke up

there was a woman in her underwear doing something that another person was terrified of so scared of he passed out. I barely knew this guy I wasn’t scared the woman was in a in-ground bed (like a in-ground pool but a bed) the bed had 4 soft corners that were on the floor above the bed. the guy passed out a second time then I woke up.

Awake|Dreaming|Lucid

My recall has sucked but I managed, barely, to get most of the dream down .

I was walking through a weird red temple courtyard. It seemed to have a Japanese theme to it. I can't remember who I was with, but I then walked around a corner into a huge battlefield. There were piles of rubble everywhere and dragons flying around in the distance. I ran over to help the people getting attacked. I hid behind a scrap peice of metal that had been ripped off of something. As dragons flew over us, I used the 'Dragonrend' shout from skyrim. The dragons flew in from my right and toward the temple. It was dark, but light on the field. I ran over to the temple, stopped then ran back again. While running back, I notcied 3 dragons above my head and another flying even higher in circles above the other dragons. I soon teleported back to the temple with my sister and step sister. We teleported again, through the temple gates and found ourselves at my school, wlaking home. When we arrived at home, we went into the house next to mine. I was confused but followed them anyway. I was a little bit lucid when going up the stairs of the house, I thought of doing a RC but didn't think it was a dream, so I continued. At the top of the stairs were 3 beds, which made me ask "is this where they sleep?". My sister did not reply.

I remember a fragment which is:

A man and a woman were on a small white boat, and the guy had a boner. Not sure why, but he had a boner haha.

My recall is terrible because of my WBTB for WILD. I get up, drink, toilet and back to bed. It somehow messes up my recall D:.

Thanks for reading .

I am on the surface of a huge balloon or small asteroid about the size of a neighborhood.
The whole surface is covered by houses tightly placed side by side, and their porches.
I wander around this floating city.

There are no streets and you have to walk around by passing through the houses or porches. Wondering around is like walking through a labyrinth.
Houses are old, one-flatted, filled by green plants; vines ferns and bushes.
Architecture is Tuscan alike.

Some houses are empty, and others are full with people – like within a social reunion.
It seems like somebody at my back – I never see his face – is constantly explaining to me what I see.

This advisor lets me know that I am allowed to keep one of the empty houses.
I wonder for hours, from one house to another. I can’t make up my mind.
I wake up.

At Carrboro Elementary school, where I went to school, there was some huge party there and a pool outside the main office which doesn't exist. It was already over and everyone was leaving, and I went back inside because I was really thirsty. I went inside to the cafeteria and grabbed a glass (specifically, a high ball glass) and then ran all the way to the 5th grade wing and found a water fountain I could use. When I got outside, a teacher (Brett) was walking behind me talking a bunch of stuff that I didn't really pay much attention to until he started talking about this phone he had. He pointed out the fact that the material was excellent because of its grip, and the smell it gave off. We were both trying to catch buses down town, and he almost missed his bus.

When I got in my bus, the front was mainly empty, so I walked all the way to the back. This guy on the bus asked if he could have my high ball glass, because I had no water in it and had no interest in keeping it (I even told him I already had a ton of them at home.)
At some point I ended up on Franklin Street and there was these guys who didn't like me and were trying to kill me at a parking lot. This one super fat guy even decided to try to squash me by sitting on me, but I kept rolling around the ground to get away, and then eventually ran off. Despite their best efforts, I managed to run away all the way around the buildings in downtown franklin, trying to find a cop to follow me back to the scene. upon coming back, i found a friend i knew at a restaurant. i managed to spill this girls water all over the table and pissed the whole table off to the point that I was dragged across the hood and almost killed, but they let me go and I ran back towards downtown. it became night soon and i was roaming around downtown.

At one point I was sitting at a prepared dinner table outside a restaurant with a bunch of people. My brother was sitting across from me to the right, and when this guy was coming around he was telling us to thank the bible or something, and both me and my brother exclaimed that we only believe in God and I said "I don't believe in the bible and all that shit."

Then for some reason (i think I sensed god's anger or heard thunder) I looked up and said sorry and that I was just kidding. Instinctively I knew it was about to start raining like a motha, so I jumped across the table in a rush to get the HELL out of there. Three seconds after I jumped over the table, a terrential downpour started and everyone started running away. I ran towards the east, trying to find safe shelter. Building fronts were getting blown away from the inside and I decided it would be best not to go inside a building like that. I stopped at a brick building with a metal gate and looked up to see a huge lightning that was about to strike. I was thinking it was going to hit me but it hit about 100 yards behind me (to the west). I felt the heat of the lightning, and the impact of it. I didn't look but I think someone was killed as a result of it and some building/car was destroyed. I tried to keep going with the dream but despite my best efforts, I moved my body a little bit which caused me to wake up.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! Had a weird night with a zombie/horror theme. It was kinda cool, and did achieve some lucidity for a while but I started worrying about the dream ending and I lost lucidity instead. Will only write down the lucid.

03.00: Sleep

07.30: WBTB 5 minutes

11.30: Chop chop MILD
I'm in a nice neighbourhood, only problem is that a big outbreak of some virus has happened and people are freaking out. I get on a bus going down towards the town square. I stand near the bus doors and hold on to a pole. A guy leaning against the doors looks really sick. He's got a green and brown skine tone and keeps his head down. All of a sudden he snaps it up. His eyes are darker than they should be and he growls at me. I kick him in the chest and send him flying out through the doors. I close them quickly before he can get back in. He puts his face to the glass.

The bus goes on and we arrive at a gas station. I get out and there are two guys there, one is holding a fireman's axe. I bring out a big kitchen's knife and we start hacking at eachother. All of a sudden I'm holding an axe just like his. He swings at me and I put up my arm and let it take the blow, it doesn't hurt or cut very deep at all. I swing as hard as I can and make a huge cut just below his shoulder. "Damn you're good!" he tells me and I hack away, separating the arm from his body and hacking away at his fingers.

My cell starts ringing as I realise I'm dreaming. I pick up, it's my friend Henrik. We talk for a little while. "You know what, I'll give you a call as soon as I wake up" I tell him and hang up. It's getting brighter out and there's a crowd of people on the top of a hill. "Let's go there" I tell my two friends who has shown up from nowhere. As we walk on the road I enjoy myself, feeling the air, rubbing my hands and eating something I can't remember what it was. 'Please don't destabilize now' I keep on walking while struggling to stay in the dream. It doesn't collapse and I reach the people on the hill.

My lucidity is gone however. We've all been partying all night long and it's time to go home. My friend G bends over and pukes his guts out. "Hah, did you drink too much water dude?" I ask and laugh with the others. "Yeah..." he replies. We all start walking down the road.

11.30: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 8½ hours

Supplements: None

That's it!

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

I'm driving my parents' charger as I usually do. I have Amanda, Dustin's little sister, in the passenger seat. It is night. We are leaving the middle school, and I'm on my way to drop her off. I must have picked her up from cheerleading or something. When pulling out of the middle school, I turn left when I should have turned right. I immediately realize my mistake. Instead of turning around, I try to show off by getting there by taking back roads. I assure Amanda that I know what I am doing. I end up on a back road speeding along at around 45 mph though, I do not know for sure since I never looked at the gauges. This is an urban area so this is naturally a horrible idea. I soon realize I can see anything at all. My lights aren't on! I wonder how I have not hit something yet. As I am hugging the right side of the road, I suddenly notice there is grass on both sides of this very narrow street. I drive left, towards where I thought the center of the road was, and I end up on pavement. Again, I notice that there is grass on both sides of me. I wonder why the road gets too narrow for a car to fit on it. Then I hear Dustin's voice. "You should try staying off the sidewalk!" The sidewalk!?! Well that would explain the grass. I get back on the road and end up seeing lights to my right, signalling a main road. I turn and head for them. When I get there I realize that I am on the freeway now, but I have gone too far. I need to go back down the freeway to get Amanda home. So, I turn left and head down the freeway. On the wrong side of the freeway. I stick to the inside lane and try not to swerve. The oncoming traffic sets over to the outside lane and drives by. A while later I notice there are other cars doing the same thing I am. I am not the only car driving the wrong way. Soon, I pass my exit and look for a place to turn around. The freeway is too crowded to turn around here. I notice the cars in front of me start to go towards the middle of the freeway as if not to hit something. Then I see what they are going around. A car that was going the wrong way collided with one that was. Then I notice that there is more than one wreck. The freeway is lined with totaled cars for at least half a mile. Cars that are crumpled. Cars that have the tops ripped off. This is crazy. What happened here? I turn around, no longer worried about getting Amanda home, but rather, debating whether or not I should take pictures for proof when I tell the story. I wake up.

I'm outside of a jewelry shop in London. It's a Links of London store located at Clarence House. It's a red brick building surrounded by a chain link fence. Good thing there's a fence, I guess, because there's a large crowd of people outside. Although I don't get to go inside, I am given a ring box with the suggestion that my sweetie has ordered something special for me. I open it, expecting to see a ring. Instead, it holds a piece of chain link glued together, not even large enough to encircle a finger. I'm disappointed, but I try to hide it.

I end up leaving with Grand Duke Henri of Luxembourg, who is driving a minivan that looks like the one my dad used to drive. His wife is sitting in the front passenger seat, and his daughter Alexandra and I take the two captain's chairs in the middle row. Most of the back seat is occupied with junk, but there's probably enough room for someone to squeeze in. As we drive away, Alexandra sees her friend Stéphanie in the crowd. (The eldest son of Grand Duke Henri will be marrying Stéphanie de Lannoy this fall.) She wants to give Stéphanie a ride. I quickly realize that Stéphanie will be given my seat, so I discretely get up and move into the back seat. It's not as comfortable, but it will do for now. Incidentally, this car is in much better condition that my dad's minivan. The leather seats look like they are brand-new. The grand duke isn't happy with his daughter's suggestion that they pick up Stéphanie. He pull over and gets out of the van. I hadn't noticed earlier, but he's wearing a t-shirt and jeans. It seems a little odd for him to be dressed so casually.

A very brief awakening, and it's back to non-lucid dreaming.

I'm in the basement, where someone tells me that the freezer is broken and all the food needs to be moved to another freezer. I wonder why we can't just pack the freezer full of ice packs. I notice that there are refrigerated display cases along the wall (in my basement?), so I start moving frozen food into the cases.

I look around and realize that the ceilings of this basement are awfully low. I could probably touch the ceiling with my fingertips and I'm barely 5 feet tall. The next part of the basement ceiling is so low that even I would have to duck. But I have to pass through there to get to the exit.

Once I go back up the stairs, I find myself near the reception desk of a hospital. I notice my friend Debby is there in a nurse's uniform. I debate going over to say hi to her. While I'm trying to decide, she walks right past me without any sense of recognition. I end up walking out of the building, heading towards a section with a curved glass roof.

I had a long drunken night due to the fact I wanted something to eat and nothing was open...well nothing except McDonald's. Ugh!

I'm at my house and my brother tells me Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. is outside. I go outside and greet him and he blows in my face and tells me his name or something. My brother said he did that to everyone he met for the first time. I couldn't help but think "this guy really looks like my old paster instead", but I was too busy scratching my arm. There was something under my skin buried beneath the epidermis.

Guess I'll rip it open and hope for the best later right? As I cut my way into my skin with my own nails I'm reminded of how much this sucks. Finally there's a slit opened and I pull the object out. It's a chicken nugget. I though about eating it for a split second and quickly threw it away. I observed pocket like loose skin and looked at the stuff underneath. It didn't look too deep. Hopefully it'll be alright.

Church.

My uncle tells me that I don't have to go to some event for church and I think nothing of it untill my pops tells me he drove all the way to New York for nothing. He's upset at me like I was supposed to tell him something.

I'm at someone's house talking to a girl about what happened. Her kid starts playing with me and droplets of water hit me while he's talking. I told him not to spit on me and walked off. Those same droplets kept hitting me everywhere I went, and when I looked up, I realizes there was a black cloud over my head raining on me. Following me. I went back to the kid and apologized and explained that the personal cloud was responsible. (recall gets fuzzy)

I remember taking something out of my mouth and putting it on the ground. It looked like this strange frog I saw that was dying in RL. Damnit! I hope it's not poisonous. I rushed to the bathroom and washed my lips, while making sure none of the water got in my mouth. It only touched my lips. When I went for another handfull of water, the sink kept peices of flesh. I looked at the mirror and noticed my lips had been burned. I saw myself convulse.....wait I didn't do that, just my reflection. Wtf

Skatepark.

I gain low level lucidity at the skatepark and land a 540 to backside backslide. Law (from VGH) is there and I challenge him to a game of skate. Loser, has to leave the park permanently. He bails his first two attempts and practically gives up. Meanwhile I'm flirting with a girl who seems like she's torn between me and Bruce Willis. A very strange conversation that wouldn't make any sense even if I remembered it takes place and I get up and get ready for my trick, but I woke up.

I had a long drunken night due to the fact I wanted something to eat and nothing was open...well nothing except McDonald's. Ugh!

I'm at my house and my brother tells me Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. is outside. I go outside and greet him and he blows in my face and tells me his name or something. My brother said he did that to everyone he met for the first time. I couldn't help but think "this guy really looks like my old paster instead", but I was too busy scratching my arm. There was something under my skin buried beneath the epidermis.

Guess I'll rip it open and hope for the best later right? As I cut my way into my skin with my own nails I'm reminded of how much this sucks. Finally there's a slit opened and I pull the object out. It's a chicken nugget. I though about eating it for a split second and quickly threw it away. I observed pocket like loose skin and looked at the stuff underneath. It didn't look too deep. Hopefully it'll be alright.

Church.

My uncle tells me that I don't have to go to some event for church and I think nothing of it untill my pops tells me he drove all the way to New York for nothing. He's upset at me like I was supposed to tell him something.

I'm at someone's house talking to a girl about what happened. Her kid starts playing with me and droplets of water hit me while he's talking. I told him not to spit on me and walked off. Those same droplets kept hitting me everywhere I went, and when I looked up, I realizes there was a black cloud over my head raining on me. Following me. I went back to the kid and apologized and explained that the personal cloud was responsible. (recall gets fuzzy)

I remember taking something out of my mouth and putting it on the ground. It looked like this strange frog I saw that was dying in RL. Damnit! I hope it's not poisonous. I rushed to the bathroom and washed my lips, while making sure none of the water got in my mouth. It only touched my lips. When I went for another handfull of water, the sink kept peices of flesh. I looked at the mirror and noticed my lips had been burned. I saw myself convulse.....wait I didn't do that, just my reflection. Wtf

Skatepark.

I gain low level lucidity at the skatepark and land a 540 to backside backslide. Law (from VGH) is there and I challenge him to a game of skate. Loser, has to leave the park permanently. He bails his first two attempts and practically gives up. Meanwhile I'm flirting with a girl who seems like she's torn between me and Bruce Willis. A very strange conversation that wouldn't make any sense even if I remembered it takes place and I get up and get ready for my trick, but I woke up.

A friend of mine, me and Batman (who is terribly sick) are sitting by the table buring a cloudy day in my old house. Suddenly there is a call to arms from the radio because of an undead attack, so my friend and me lift batman (who is not currently capable of walking) and we carry him to the place where we plan to make our stand - just in front of the main doors. Once there we feel very optimistic and we put on our own Batman´s costumes. Suddenly something goes terribly wrong and the optimism fades instantly as I see the shocked face of my friend who cant stop staring at the real Batman. I feel confused and I quickly look at the Dark Knight too. His eyes arent moving ... he is dead! Optimism is replaced by hopelessnes, and I slowly put down my mask and let it freely fall on the Hero´s chest followed by my gloves. Panic fills our hearts as we hear the undead (they look exactly like World of Warcraft ghouls) getting closer to the house and my friend runs to the bathroom to hide hoping the ghouls wont notice him. Iam aware that hiding wont work and we might only survive by fighting them off, so I reach him, grab his hand and tell him that he´s doing a nonsense and we must get to the kitchen to arm ourselves with some knives at least. In the moment we storm out of the bathroom, a group of ghouls is already marching in and slowly filling the building. At this point a strong feeling of courage makes me feel very confident, so I shout out and run my way to the dishes closet. The battle starts and the dream fades away ...

Last night was upsetting for me, for several different reasons. The one that will affect this entry the most is the fact that while I could recall several fragments when I woke up, I didn't take notes right away and choose instead to go to the bathroom first. In the five minutes it took me to get back in bed, I had forgotten all but one. I'm truly sure the reason the one dream stuck with me was because it was so upsetting to me.

Dream: The begging of the dream I'm in a school of some sort, as part of a class. The teacher is very upset with a student, and decides we're going to take a class trip to that students parents house so she can speak to the student in question. The students house turns out to be across the street and it's actually a thrift shop that my mom took me to recently. Now's where the dream gets clearer and I figure the meaning of it is probably at. I'm walking through this thrift shop, and I'm struck with two thoughts. The first being that I loved this place the first time I visited it because it's full of all kinds of random stuff and hidden treasures. The second thought it that it's so cluttered the way the booths are set up for individual people rather than having all the merch arranged by what it is. I feel annoyed that I might see books or dvds in twenty different booths rather than seeing them all in the same place. Both are things I thought of when I was at this store the first time in waking life as well (I've never been to a consignment shop like that before, lol) Then I feel a mental tugging to my left, and I feel like I should go that way. Part of me is worried about breaking from the group and getting in trouble like the student who's parents we came to see, but then part of me is intensely curious. When I think of the student in trouble, I feel very repulsed and hateful towards them. I feel like being in trouble makes them lesser people, and even go as far as to think of them being trash and that I don't want to be associated with someone like that and I don't want to get in trouble and have people think that way about me. But then that tugging is familiar, there's always a reason for that mental tugging "Go this way" feeling and I hate to ignore it because I know whatever it is will be worth it. I look towards that direction, and see nothing, but then I look back at the class that's starting to walk off, and I decide my curiosity is getting the best of me and I need to go that way. I start walking the direction of the pull, and I see a door. I don't know why I go through it, but I do. I step through the door to the outside, and then the is quickly shut behind me, and I look up to see a guy who's taller than me but what else he looked like I can't remember now. My knees get weak and I find myself half falling half sitting quickly on the ground leaning against the door. I feel an overwhelming sense of sadness. I suddenly realize how horrible I had been to think badly of the person who was in trouble, even though I didn't even know why they were in trouble or even if the teacher really had a right to be angry. I realize that I was just behaving how the group was because I was in the group, and how I had almost let being part of the group keep me from following my own path to this door. The guy kneels down by me, He stays to my left side, but wraps his arms around me and holds me against his chest. I think I started crying, but I was trying not to so it wasn't huge sobs, but just tears leaking out of my eyes. The guy tells me that the student who was in trouble was Shane's sibling, and that the parent the teacher was looking for was Shane's mom. If I wasn't crying before, I was then.

((Not part of the dream, but important to the meaning I'm sure. Shane was my best guy friend in high school. He was one of those people who would do anything to make you happy. The first time I met him, he just walked up to me at my locker one day when I was having a horrible day, and he says, "Look what I can do!" Then bashed his head HARD against my locker, laughed, and walked off. I'm sure it hurt, but it just made me feel so much happier, knowing that someone I didn't know noticed I was having a bad day and went to so much trouble to make me laugh. I noticed that he'd do it to other people too, but where as I smiled and appreciated the effort to make me smile, most people got disgusted looks on their faces or just ignored him completely. Eventually he moved on to grabbing me in the hallway for random hugs and messing up my hair. We didn't interact much in person except for those random moments, but we talked online for hours. It wasn't like flirting, he had a girl friend he'd been with for four years and was hopelessly in love with her which ultimately lead to his death in my senior year.He was like the older NICE brother I never had. Then when his girlfriend left him for another guy, he sped off to change her mind. He took a turn way too fast and now he's gone.))

Back to the dream, I felt even worse knowing I had let the "group mind" control the way I was treating someone, especially when I realized that the student in trouble was probably in trouble for being misunderstood rather than having actually done anything to hurt anyone. Shane was often in trouble, but all the things I saw him get in trouble for were things that he did to make others smile, he never hurt anyone. I start to say I didn't know and I wish I'd done something instead of going along with everyone else. The guy tells me it's ok, that this isn't really the students home anyways. He tells me that's ok, and I got away so everything will be ok now. Then he tells me we need to leave, and I notice my kids are there. They've been standing quietly by the wall the whole time and I was so self absorbed thinking about how horrible I was that I didn't even notice. This makes me feel bad again, but I decide to just push it aside because I can't change that I didn't notice them, what I can change is if I continue to ignore them or if I step out of my self absorption and give them the attention they deserve. The guy takes my son's hand, and starts hurrying across the street behind the store. I pick up my daughter and follow him. When we get to the sidewalk on the other side of the street, I set my daughter down, and the guy tells me that he has to go the other way to take care of something else, but not to worry, he'll meet up with me again later. I seem to understand that I need to take the kids somewhere safe where they won't be effected by the group mind like I was, and start to take them to the left. My son gets upset and starts crying, he wants to go right with the guy. He jerks his hand out of mine, and runs back towards the guy. I pick up my daughter and run after him. He's crying into the guys legs, and I wake up.

I'm feeling a combination of depressed and useless right now. I feel like I should be doing something, like I'm supposed to be doing something, but I can't figure out what. Anxiety I guess is the right word. Like I'm wasting my time and not doing what I'm supposed to be... but I don't even know what it is I'm supposed to be doing! Also missing Shane right now, and looking at myself trying to figure out how much of "me" is really ME and how much is just me going along with others. This is one of those dreams that has a HUGE impact on my waking life as well.