non-lucid

Dream Fragment - "N and M dating, homework, drinking in the rain, train, back against the sun, O doing something...."

Bleeeeeh.

I wanted to say more, but suddenly I'm not feeling so up to it. :/ Maybe later.

This dream took place at my high school, where the sky was filled with clouds that were of a blue-grey tint, and with every crevice that lead to the sky held a crack of light that shun down upon parts of the campus. For the most part, the school was very much accurate, save for a few little things here and there. Still, kids were doing their end-of-the-year pranks, though it was quite the opposite from the reality of these summer schinanigans. Instead of throwing cold stuff, like water bottles and water balloons, in hot weather, we were throwing hot stuff, like actual lit matches, in cold weather. During a point in the dream were I was heading to my chemistry class, walking in the outside quad of the school, I noticed a boy throwing one match into the open door of an outside chemistry class. I thought it was dangerous, sure, but I went on with my life. As I walked up the stairs heading towards my classroom, I looked back at the class, though what I saw was somewhat disturbing; the partial sight of someone waving their arms in panic, the appendages ablaze with what I assumed was the fire from the match. I then looked back to the stairs, not seeming to pay much mind to it, but neither did the crowd of kids also walking to their classes. Once I got into my chemistry class, which was nothing like I remember it looking like, I took my seat in the back of the class, and I seemed strangely aloof to the whole incident previous, though I continued to wonder what the school was going to do about it and when. I told my friend John who say next to me, and he seemed to dodge the conversation and replace it with something irrelevant, though not long after, a voice came onto the speakers and announced "All students and faculty, please evacuate the school." I knew what this was about, though no one else did, it would seem. I walked out with my friend John, walking down the halls of the school which were quite gray and depressing. John was just making jokes, and that appalled me, but I seemed still aloof to the whole situation.
This dream was similar to the incident that happened during my junior year in high school, where a boy jumped to his death from one of the buildings, though i was much more distraught then.

The next dream, weirded me out a bit. I was Lara Craft from the Tomb Raider series. I was told to spy on some group of guys, and so I did, with this circular red helicopter that had the ability to also go on two legs. I went to my target and simply watched over them with little stealth at all. They were playing cards, and that's all I really remember.

10.06.2012

Flipping out! (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was in what I assume to be my school, yet it was nothing like it. I was flipping out in the "library" for some reason. I said every swear word I could think of. I was with my girlfriend and I got kicked out. Later, stupid ass kids kept telling me, "Hey Tristan I heard you yelled and got kicked out of the library!" And that was all I heard the rest of the day. Fucking pissed me off! But that's about all I remember.

June 10

Walking. A campus. Reminiscent of UP Diliman. Early in the morning. Everyone else are nude. But I can't see clearly. I don't have glasses. I think I looked at their sexual parts. The area looked like a sauna, with pools everywhere, although it's a forest-like area. There are a lot of people. They all looked at me like I don't belong there.

I reached a certain pool area, and saw a nude guy climbing out of the pool. Found my glasses. Went back. Now everyone has clothes, and don't notice me.

I was in a house with friends. We were watching a movie. They asked what kind of movie we wanted to watch if there's a grinding noise in the background. A horror movie?

A table. I was sitting beside Elias, to his right. Then his head rested on my head. I wondered if he's trying to let me know what he feels, or if he's just drowsy. Seems both, but mostly drowsy. I carried him to a bed. He changed into someone I don't know. Dance?

I'm with a couple of investigators who are following a "suspect" as he gets on a train. They think he's skipping town. The guy passes right by me, and I notice that he looks totally non-threatening. In fact, he looks more like Santa Claus.

I was playing runescape with my cousin/nephew. they were both combined lol. well, i was playing runescape when he wanted to play. so i let him play, i had to go somewhere (i forgot where). but when i came back he was in the grand exchange in a PVP world and a guy was killing me with my BANK on me... I died then i was freaking out then i woke up thinking it was real.

I keep wanting to WILD but I'm too much of a bitch to do it, lol.

10.06.2012

Total confusion (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was at my mom's house waiting to get picked up by my dad to go to my dad's. I was packing my stuff and I couldn't find everything I needed. I was packing my clothes to take but I did not have enough. At this point my mom tried telling me, "Come on! Your mom and Homer are waiting outside!" I did not realize this abnormality. I looked outside to see my mom and Homer in Homer's old 2 door red Cavalier. What the fuck... and my mom was in my mom's house with me? So confusing! Yet I still could not get lucid... Anyways, apparently I wasn't going to be able to get back to my room after I left, because it was considered, "school" which again makes no sense whatsoever, lol. I went to make my bed, but then realized the "janitor should do it." Then I was debating whether or not I should take my sheets off because the janitor would be doing that anyways. I heard Homer shut the car's ignition off, because I was taking so long. I woke up sometime after this.

10.06.2012

Poetry Games (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was with my English class at some park. We had to write these poems using only certain objects on the paper, and we had to write three different poems using the objects. I was the first one done, and when you were done you had to throw the poem down this slide to the side of you. I eventually threw mine in 3 times and was done, yet Mrs. Whipkey(who was my 10th grade English teacher) said it was not done and that I had to do two of them over. At this point, the dream skipped and we were outside my mom's house and it was snowing like crazy. Austin in my english class started flipping shit and threw himself in the snow. The snow covered him. Some kid I never saw before named Evan was laying on his back in the snow. After awhile Austin continued to scream and flip out. Me and Jade(also in my english class) were not sure if we should be laughing or not. Jade eventually uncovered Evan and asked, "Evan??" Evan looked dead. Snow covered him, and he had some strange dark brown liquid filling up the inside of his mouth, lol. We just ignored Austin. That's all I remember though.

10.06.2012

Blowing a load, lol. (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

My girlfriend was giving me a handjob, and as I was about to blow my load I told her and she put her mouth on my dick and caught it in her mouth and she swallowed. I asked her what it tasted like but I don't remember what she said.

-there's a girl who will be staying at my house for about a week sometime, I haven't seen her at all-

I'm in my kitchen... playing Runescape on my laptop where my microwave normally is.. I'm home alone and I hear the door open. It's the girl that will be staying for about a week. She walks in the kitchen and is astonishingly attractive and looks about a year older than me. She was probably my height and had brownish hair that went to her shoulders.

She said that she had met me in real life before, and that she played games too. I showed her my account for like a minute and changed the subject. I stood up and talked to her for about 30 seconds. Out of nowhere, things really heat up. Not going into detail, but let's say PG-13. We somehow make it into my bedroom when I realize something. Lips turn into tongue. Not her tongue, my dogs! It was so gross, I put my head in my closet to wipe off some dog saliva on a towel. I go back into the kitchen and she's there again. I don't remember anything after that

I dreamed that an old Victorian home was left to me in a will. There were so many valuables in the home (mostly antique clothing, that in my dream was extremely valuable). There was a man in the house who was going to list all of the items on eBay for me and help me sell them. I fell completely in love with this man. We were making out and slept together. We even told each other we loved each other and in the dream I felt a HUGE love for this man. A love like i have never felt before. I could not stop touching him.

[CENTER][SIZE="4"][B]6/9/2012 - Slurpees[/SIZE]
[SIZE="1"][ Fragment ] [ Clarity - 2/10 ] [ Awareness - 1/10][/SIZE][/B][/CENTER]

[I]I couldn't remember anything last night, probably thanks to a poor-quality sleep! :([/I]

All I know is my dream had something to do with slurpees and Linkin Park.

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Dungeon at the Rook

I was in a dungeon. It was stone, dark, and miserable. I wasn't locked in, but I was behind a cell door. There were square holes in the wall in the room behind my door that were designed to offer some sort of product. There were coin returns like the ones on old coke machines or video games. I was collecting money from all the coin returns, and I wasn't supposed to.

I turned and looked out the cell door. In the walkway outside my cell, there were other holes in the wall about the size of a microwave oven. They had bars over them and they were black inside. They were cells.

I figured who ever they once held could not enter from that side. There must have been a way to get into those cells from another entrance. I thought how miserable it would have been to be locked up in one of those cells.

I started getting nervous that I was locked in, so I looked at the door. It was open. I pushed it and walked out. I looked up and out a large opening in the rock wall that led outside. A truck circled into the parking area above us.

I was with someone now. We ducked, but he thought it was his brother coming to pick us up. We were excited to get out of there. Then it seemed it may not be his brother. That's OK. We were out of the cell.

Dream skip

I have a bird's-eye view of the building with the dungeon. It is stately and looks like a government building. The main entrance is round, and then there are rectangular portions extending outwards. There is a newspaper in the plastic bag on the roof of the building at the edge of the main part of the building. It was odd even in my dream.

Dream skip

I am in a room inside the building. There is a party going on. An Asian women says, "Everyone from C-53 get together for a picture" or something like that. Some older gentlemen get together on a sofa for a picture. My stupid brother runs to a chair. It is off to the side, but it is obvious he wanted to get in the picture. The Asian woman says, "I you are C-42--what are you doing?" or something like that.

A woman shows me a strange camera called a C-9 I think. I'm not sure all these alpha-numeric identifiers are correct. They may not have been so similar in my dream.

The girls camera had a weird handle. It was a bar that you grip, and teh camera was built onto it. Anyway, I overheard someone say that the name of the building was The Rook. I assumed it had to do with the shape of the main part of the building being round like a rook in Chess.

Swimming Party

I'm in a pool teaching a young woman how to swim. She was a little heavy set and hispanic. She was cute. She had very dark eyes. She was on her back. I took her hair in my right hand and felt it so that she wouldn't realize as it was under water. I felt a wet handful of hair very vividly. I rubbed it on my leg.

Remembered two dreams from last night. The first was relatively short.
Suda51 came over to our house for dinner. Needless to say, I was excited as hell to meet him. We greeted each other, and then he pulled some mashed potatoes out of the fridge. "Tabemasuka?" he asked. I was confused at first, but rembering that I knew Japanese, I replied, "Hai! Tabemasu."
okay, so the next one is a lot more crazy compared to the last one. And I remember more.
My grandma's house, on the outside, looked like this huge, foggy, dark mansion. We were headed there to spend the night; that is me, my friend/rival Seth, and two 10 year old kids who I don't know IRL. We spent the night there, and the next day, loaded up our Gamecube controllers. They were our guns.
We headed down to the basement of my grandma's house which strikes me as funny now, because last night, I was sleeping in one of the guest rooms IN that very basement as I was having this dream... The basement looked pretty normal, just like I remembered it, albeit a bit darker. One of the kids flipped the lights on and we all headed over to a darker corner near the end of the basement. Seth and I stood back as the two kids slammed open the storage room door and went in, Gamecube Controller Guns at the ready.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" I heard a shout come from the hallway. TWO shouts. The two boys. I feared the worst.
"What is it??" I called out. "Is it a necromorph??" apparently my mind was fixated on Dead Space at this moment Without an answer, the kids came stumbling out. I held up my Gamecube gun at the storage room door, preparing for whatever despicable creature might pop out.
A few moments passed...and then............... two guys popped out of the storage room, looking exhausted. I held my gun down and stared in disbelief. "That's all you were screaming aboout? Oh, c'mon!" I walked over to the TV, and the kids followed. They hopped down, and started playing Resident Evil 4 on the gamecube. I stared at them.
"Guys, we're supposed to be hunting."
A hand clasped my shoulder and a voice said, "Don't worry about it, they'll be fine." I turned around to see a man I didn't know. He was dressed in a stylish jacket, had pale skin, slicked back brown hair, and wore sunglasses. He held his hand out. "Mind if I play?"
For some reason, I didn't question it. I handed him my Gamecube Controller/Gun, and he stared at the TV as he played RE4.
And that's all I remember. Pretty weird dream.

06.10.2012

Paid School Job (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Seeems I'm in High School again, I'm inside of an office to try and modify my school schedule. I'm taking AP Economics with the wrong teacher, but again, was too angry at myself last night over nothing to even grasp that abnormality.

The man teaching the class was the one who taught AP Government. Everything is boring, as usual, probably just him rambling his intelligence in knowing what due process is and all the generic stuff can be memorized on my own.

I believe I'm called to go to the office again, I was kind of worried what I could possibly do in the dream to be called like that, but it's good news. The counselor, at least that's what they seemed like to me, offered me student paid job. I didn't know what it was, but she said something about it starting around 9:45 AM- 2:35 PM I think?

At first I was speculating if that can even fit my schedule, which I should'nt have given much thought in the first place because that interval itself would take over several class periods, if not all of them.

But for some reason in my mind, I related that interval with AP Economics, and I finally made the choice to accept the offer.

I was pretty enthusiastic about this overall.

Hope this dream was some kind of small prophecy, but it probably isn't because how much time I slept last night wouldn't be enough for decent REM experience.

Surprised I even remember one dream.

Non-lucid dream, [Commentary made while awake]

[Fragment:] I'm sorting through laundry, separating out the things that need to be washed. [Heh. Apparently, anything you've been avoiding dealing with in real life can show up in a dream, even if it's something completely mundane. ]

[The following is a different dream. I'm writing this at the end of the day after I woke up from it, rather than in the morning, right after waking up for it, so I've probably forgotten a lot by now. What I'm about to write here is all I remember now. Sorry.]

I'm a member of a group of Chosen Children [from the Digimon anime series; these people are otherwise known as Digidestined in the English dub]. Everyone in the group is around my own age. [Yes, I was the same age in my dream as I am in real life. Yes, I'm way too old to be a Chosen Child by the standards of any of the anime series. Evidently, my subconscious doesn't care about that.] There are at least 20 people in the group. We all go into a fairly small cabin, the kind that would be at a summer camp, in which we all have to find a space to lie down in, because we're all going to enter a dream together [Inception-style. No, I never once realized I was dreaming throughout this entire dream. Yes, I feel silly now.]. I climb into the upper bunk of one of the many bunk beds in the room. Addressing the group at large, I say something like, “Try to make space on the floor for everyone.”

With my right hand, I push up the left sleeve of my shirt to expose the inside of my left elbow. I wait for someone to come around with an IV needle for me. I'm not looking forward to having the needle put in, and want to just get it over with already. [Exactly how I feel about them in real life.]

I'm now in the first dream level, with the same group of people. Once again, we're all lying down, waiting to get IV needles put in. I think, We need to go into the deeper dream levels so that we can get into our stronger Digimon forms. I have the following knowledge about our current situation: We're in the midst of a mission to defeat some enemy, and in order to transform into the strongest Digimon forms we have available to us, we have to be several dream levels deep.

This time, I actually feel the needle being stuck in, but not into my elbow - it gets stuck into the tip of my left thumb. It's still not a pleasant experience, of course. I can feel it in there, and can feel my pulse throbbing in the tip of my thumb.

[Awesome. I love the premise of this dream. I'm slightly tempted to write crossover fanfic based on it, but I don't have time to write fanfic.]

[B][COLOR="red"]I'm not really sure how this whole journal system works yet, but I'm going to give it a go! I usually write down general journal entries on paper, but I'll post my dreams here too, with probable changes in my organization techniques as I write... If there's something about my entries that looks inconsistent or weird, it will bug the crap out of me until I fix it! I'll try to write with you, the reader, in mind instead of just recording for my own personal reference.[/COLOR][/B]

[CENTER][SIZE="4"][B]6/9/2012 - Shirt Shopping[/SIZE]
[SIZE="1"][ Fragment ] [ Clarity - 5/10 ] [ Awareness - 1/10][/SIZE][/B][/CENTER]

[I]My boyfriend was planning a party for next week, and the night before this dream I was wondering what the heck I would wear to it, since it was going to be a fancier outing.[/I]

I was at the store "Aritzia" looking for new clothes, with a clear feeling that I had to find something fast, or I would be stuck wearing something that I didn't like. And I wanted something new to wear. I picked up a shirt that looked very, very identical to one I had in real life, down to the fabric and elasticity of said fabric. The only difference was that it was black.

[I]I was very surprised at how similar it was to the one I had in real life![/I]

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