non-lucid

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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I'm at a school and I see so many people all over the place. Most of them I have never seen before. I'm sitting in a chair facing an entrance in front of me. It was daylight and I felt a little sad. I was talking to someone in front of me but I forgot who they were. Anyways, after a while, I see one of the girls I used to be friends with in high school standing in front of the entrance door in front of me. I was happy to see her again. But because she is mad with me in real life, I didn't think she felt the same way. I yelled out her name. "Quynh!" She turned to me and just stared. She didn't walk up towards me and I didn't walk up towards her. After this, I walked in to the exit to my left and started walking home. On my way, I've met so many different people and friends. I did feel a little cautious walking through this area. I kept a close eye on anyone who might seem dangerous. This street I was walking on was curvy and there were other people walking on this road to. On my way home, I didn't meet Jonathan, an old classmate who attended English class with me our senior year. So after a little bit more of walking, the dream ended.

frag

I am making love in semidarkness to a beautiful woman with pale skin, and blue-black hair. Her eyes are violet.

***

A day later, I realize she is Eris, Goddess of Kaos.

Haven't been sleeping well this week due to stress, so before bed, I took the time to relax and practice some visualization. The specific image I chose? A lavender field in the south of France. It carried over into my dream -- not that I recognized it at the time.

I'm attending a convention. There's a woman who hands me a folder when I sign in, and she takes time to go over the contents, which seem to be coupons. One of the coupons catches my eye. It's for a gift bag full of products from a bath store. I'm more interested in the bag than the products. The woman admires the bag that I'm carrying, which is pink with yellow ducks. (Ducks? Seriously?) I tell her it's a Vera Bradley. She's never heard of Vera Bradley, which blows my mind. I guess she really doesn't know anything about handbags. There's a vague recollection that I need to keep an eye out for some French lavender, but I dismiss it for now since I'm not going to find it at a convention.

At the convention, I'm awarded a trip to the set of "Game of Thrones." I'm immediately whisked away. I'm impressed that they've even managed to recreate the comet in the daytime sky above the set. But the set visit quickly turns into something else. There's a lake surrounded by sand dunes, and I'm dumped on the far side and told to find my way back. Every time I got close to the lake, large worms with poisonous barbs and monstrous crabs would scuttle out of the sand to chase me off. The worms also shed their barbs and leave them behind in the sand, so I have to be really careful where I step. Eventually, I team up with two others and get to a clear area of lakefront. We find a canoe made out of plywood and packing tape(?). It seats three people, and I get in front very carefully, as the canoe threatens to tip over if the weight in front and back is not carefully balanced.

Eventually, the ordeal ends although it doesn't seem clear what happens after the canoe. I get home and look out the windows into the back yard. It's snowing, and I think that's it's awful that it's snowing in June. But I brush it off. The neighbors in the house behind mine are out in their yard (with the fence mysteriously missing). There's kids playing in the yard next to theirs, and the kids have puppies. Someone tosses a puppy in the air, which seems pretty frightening, but I am distracted by a visitor who asks about my neighbors. I start telling him a story, the details of which are fuzzy to me, but my visitor clearly recognizes it. "Wait, it's that 'The Godfather?'" he asks, and I explain that they inspired the movie. I turn back to watch the neighbors through the window. There's a doorway that looks like it's been cut out a brick wall on their house. I explain to my visitor that it's a secret door that they use to sneak out.

So disappointing to miss some very obvious cues, but after such rough week, I'm glad that I'm just able to sleep.

omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg
ok i was wearing this purple outfit/uniform thing and i was a server at this banquet and one direction was there and harry styles looked so attractive omg and i had to carry food to them in an ugly grey garage kind of place and i melted the food in a towle by accident and the more food you brought the more money you made so i had to go back and get these chocolate things and i finaly made some money. oh did i mention ONE DIRECTION WAS THERE?!?!!?

It's been four months since I last posted. Everything's been busy lately but this morning's dream (June 9) was vivid enough that it pushed me to post now.

Usually when I have a dream, I'd write it down and hopefully remember enough details to post when the time comes. Much has changed over the last few months. Often the dream would reflect something that goes on in real life, either before or after the dream takes place.

I still have recollections of 1/3 of my dreams, but about 2/3 are just paper notes now and I have no recall of them. Yet I'll be posting as much as I can, and hopefully in a few weeks the flashbacks to past dreams will join up with current dreams again.

Before we continue, I should explain what I mean in my use of the word "facade": basically, it's a word, another memory or previous dream, or a false recollection that triggers faint memories of the actual dream as they slip away. Sometimes the memories fade within 10 seconds of waking up.

You have to be careful sometimes - often the blog will log you out while you're trying to do a journal, and even today I had to change my password, after a Russian hacking incident months ago here.

It's a real challenge to get this thing started. Let's begin at this morning's dream, when I fell asleep on my sofa around 12:30 am.


I'm in a room somewhere. There are these orange vitamin B-12 pills in my hand, and it looks like there are several dozen of them. Should I put these in my mouth, or moreover report just what happened?

A tropical weather website comes up, dicussing a low pressure system that was bound to give us a big heat wave in the early part. Not much else was going on, except for that jet stream.

I'm sitting somewhere with an old student-teacher friend of mine, who talked about her memory of living in northeastern Ontario, where there are now some wildfires. Not sure if I ever join in on this conversation.

Hearing some words being said now, remembering a few.

"So when I was up at Algoma University, the weather would really stay pretty much the same. One day, it would be 7C. The next day, 7C and the same the day after that."

"It would take 35 minutes to drive up to Timmins, and 65 minutes when there was a big snowstorm and the traffic got heavy".

Wait a minute, I thought, looking over at a map. Wouldn't that mean North Bay takes only 25 or 30 minutes? I live in the Greater Toronto Area at this time.

Funny thing is, my friend never even went to Algoma. She went to U of T.

Now, I'm remembering something about a conversation I had with the principal, or maybe I was having one. I wasn't in trouble or anything; in fact my principal thinks of me as someone who is more mature and responsible than most.

There's a lot I didn't get to say to her, though.

I wake up with this strange pain in my left leg. Had I been bitten by a spider while I took my midnight nap? It seemed like I'd been asleep for maybe one or two hours, but as I look at my radio clock, it's 3:50 a.m. Without even going to brush my teeth, I return to my room, turn off my computer, and go to sleep. I consider taking my chemical experiment into my room before it gets stolen, but leave it there and doze off anyway.

There were these "fake vegetable" pills in a jar, that had both the shape and the taste of real vegetables: carrots, peppers and broccoli, at least two of the above three. Should I eat them?

I was asked whether I wanted an ionizing treatment, producing an isotope on my body that might have been radioactive. The isotope had an atomic mass of 188.

Of course that's going to be radioactive, I thought, when I woke up much later. Yet doing a bit of research, it turns out the element is probably non-radioactive osmium-188, which is naturally more dense than lead, and maybe a few traces of radioactive iridium-188.

Sitting there, I'm looking at a screen off the wall of my classroom, where my geography teacher was giving a lesson using a weather website that I routinely used. Next, we pointed out a small earthquake that had occurred a few days before off the northwestern coast of Ireland.

"Belfast!", I exclaimed, literally shouting it out loud. Yet Belfast was in North(east)ern Ireland, and whether I knew this at the time, I'm not sure.

The alarm woke me up again. It was just after 6 a.m., but I'd forgotten to turn off the alarm the previous night. I might wake up once more during the next bit, but whether this is recorded is unclear. Still have some assignments overdue for my geography teacher. The next part becomes rather academic.

I'm swimming in a lake somewhere, and the water is very tolerable. Whether it's more like a pond or there's a castle in the distance, I do not know, but I keep thinking it's Elsinore, the Danish city on the extreme eastern big island where the Shakespearean play Hamlet is set.

Some time is needed to practice my recipe. I had made bread before, but this was something quite different.

I have to finish another assignment, I think for the same geography teacher, involving a sled or a toboggan, that would be tested on the snow. Yet the snow had all but melted, and the assignment was overdue. How was I to finish it, then?

It's morning, and I'm on a trail with some of my friends. We'd all be university-bound next year, and to my left we see this grassy knoll that has a barn-like house positioned on top. A horse-drawn carriage was nearby, and I get the feeling that I'd seen this place before, but cannot remember where. Maybe I had been there. From where the Sun was positioned, we were walking southwest. There were some people on or near the carriage in costumes, the woman wearing some kind of shroud over her head, the whole family looking agrarian and traditional.

"Mennonites", I said.

"Yes", one of my friends continued, but...

But what? We continued walking. Over to our right, we come across this forested ravine, that has a steep drop-off soil cliff face with some tree roots. One of us, I or a friend, tries to climb down, but seeing it was so steep and there were granitic rocks underneath, we give up. We continue walking.

We were on a university campus now. I didn't know they had these types of trails here; maybe we don't.

I had debated whether or not to include the names of specific towns or universities I dreamt about. After much thought, I'm deciding to mention these places by name, and will do so in most cases for journals of past dreams.

On our right, it was the University of Guelph campus. There were still some tree branches as we approached the clearning. But I knew that none of us would be going here this year in September.

Johnston Hall.

Some say it's the most well-known landmark. Yet the rock climb had been difficult, and sometime later or earlier, I'm doing an exam for one of my classes.

It's my philosophy teacher, and this time I'm struggling to do well in this second-semester class I'm taking. I had gotten 95% in the first class, but was struggling to maintain 83% in this one. Whatever it was, I knew I needed to do well on the exam.

The room was beige, the desks far apart, the lighting dim yet incandescent. It somehow reminded me of my old elementary school. What in the world was I doing here?

I wake up this time, and it's past 10 am. Time to get up; it was a weekend morning.

OK, I know I haven't posted in ages. Yet some powerful recollections have been contained in the past dreams, and many of them go back to February. When I only have figments of dreams, then maybe I'll post as many as five in one entry, which gives overall a clearer picture of whatever that may be.

The memories may be hazy, but the dreams provide a glimpse.

Dream Fragment - "Coming up on three hits of acid, anxious." Hmmmm.

Day one of the no fap challenge.... This is going to be just wonderful. >w< It's been about 26 or 27 hours since the last time and I can already tell things are going to get worse and worse, I almost gave into temptation once until I remembered.

Oh well, at least I've got Phantom Brave!

I had really vague dreams last night that consisted of people's voices and flashes of different scenes.

It seemed like I was thinking a lot about Game of thrones season finale and so this mixed with my ideas about fantasy and dark ages.

When this was tucked into my head while sleeping I was talking in my sleep/dream to a little girl who was chasing or wanting to find her "mummy" and she reminded me of Hermione Granger from some reason or at-least that was what I saw in a dream flash, Hermione Granger.

I then saw this little girl who was about 2-years-old or so in a little baby-blue bathing suit sitting near a pool edge smiling with a really big smile, it was like I was looking at a photograph of a child. She had really light blonde hair and had her hair in pigtails that where held together with pink ties. After seeing this picture I then started to hear the little girl again. It was like she wanted someone's attention or something.

I also had a short vivid dream where I was in a zoo/park but it was deserted and I was running away from some zombies. The weird part was the the zombies where below me like i was gliding in the air. I then got past the zoo/park and got to some national forest of some type and then said something like "Yeah, I'm lost." but then this guy who looked like Harry Potter (he looked like both the actor and my idea of what he looked like in the books) came from behind me like he had been following me and said something like "Isn't she a beauty." He didn't seem like he was asking about the beauty of the forest but more like he was claiming it to be. But then I remember the part in the book/movie when Hagrid was with Harry and his friends showing him Norbert when Hagrid says : Isn't he beautiful? Oh bless him, look, he knows his mummy! Hello, Norbert!

This is kind of Ironic because I was thinking about the dragons from game of thrones. Haha.

DJ Log: June 9, 2012 – 7:30AM (USA Eastern)
• NON-DREAM • NOTES • DREAM • LUCID •

I arrive at the location where I am scheduled to set up sound for an electronic music festival. There is a building on the right side and a field on the left side of the lane. There are a couple of RVs and several tents in the field. The building is quite large and it has several large roll-up doors. I stop my truck and trailer full of sound equipment in front of the building, then walk inside to find out where they would like me to park. I walk inside to see that there are several people already working on setting up lights and decorations for the stage.

I walk around the back of the stage and find the guy who hired me to set up and operate sound. He gives me a strange look, then says, “As it ends up, we're not going to use your sound system tonight. We will hold off and set yours up tomorrow.” I look at him and say, “That sucks.” He says, “I know, but I told this other guy he could have one day.” I ask, “Anyway, which door should I open so that I can pull my trailer in?” He points to the second door and says, “Pull it in along that side wall so you can plug your shore power directly into the main panel.”

I walk over to the door find the control box which has buttons labeled 'up', 'down', and 'stop'. I press the 'up' button and the door slowly raises, letting out some terrible squeaks on the way up. Once the door raises far enough, I press the 'stop' button and walk back to my truck. I drive inside and drop the trailer right next to the circuit panel, then park the truck outside. I pull out my shore power cable and find that the receptacle of a foreign type that my plug will not mate with. I drop the end of the cable and grumble to myself, “The stupid fucking outlet is never right. I'll fucking hot-wire it.”

I walk back toward the stage when as start a sound check. The highs are muddy and there is hardly any bass. There are a whole bunch of home-stereo type speakers scattered around everywhere. As I walk by, I see that one of them is being driven to its maximum cone excursion, but is hardly putting out any sound. The speaker cone looks like it is trying to jump out of the box.

I walk to the backstage area again and see that the guys are moving a bunch of tables from a back room. I look for a moment, then walk back to my trailer and go inside. The interior lights are on, so I turn them off and lay down on the couch and fall asleep. I suddenly wake up to a loud pop sound.

DJ Log: June 6, 2012 – 8:00AM (USA Eastern)
• NON-DREAM • NOTES • DREAM • LUCID •

I am walking up a set of old rusty industrial metal stairs with a few other people. There are protestors lining the edges of the steps shouting at us as we walk. Some of them push at us while yelling. The stairway goes up about 8 steps to a small landing, then switches back in the other direction. This continues for quite a while as we push out way through the protestors. We reach the top of the stairs and swipe our security badges to open the door.

Outside, there is a narrow train bridge which follows tightly along a cliff side. The rails rest on wooden ties which are anchored to the cliff side with large metal I-beams. The bridge surface is open between the ties and there is barely enough space to walk alongside the tracks. Under the bridge is a very deep ravine with a river at the bottom. To the left is a maintenance yard with a storage shed, and to the right I can see that the bridge curves around the cliff side and vanishes from sight.

The group I am walking with splits up. A few of them walk toward the maintenance yard and I walk with a small group in the other direction to see what's around the bend. There are a couple of people walking back from that direction, but they will not reply when asked what is over there. As we walk, there are more people walking in the opposite direction. They just stare forward blankly as they walk. We walk around the bend and see a cave in the cliff side right next to the bridge. There is a guy sitting in a chair next to the entrance and we can hear people talking inside the cave. The guy looks at us and tells us that this is not the correct entrance. He points to the right and tells us to go back in the other direction.

We walk back toward the maintenance yard and find several people hanging out. I walk into the storage shed, then turn around when I heat an ATV running. There is a guy on a 4-wheeler, running around the yard then riding down onto the I-beams under the bridge. I walk up to the edge of the cliff and watch him ride down one of the beams, then the 4-wheeler slips off the beam and falls. The rider grabs onto the beam and pulls himself back up onto the bridge.

As we watch the 4-wheeler fall into the river, I see a body floating down the river. I look up and down the river and see that there are quite a few bodies floating on the water. I look at the other people and they are all staring at the river too. I look down again and suddenly wake up.

09.06.2012

Watching a movie in the swim room (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I guess I was in a class of some sort, there were many others with me, we were watching a movie projected on a big screen that was in the middle of the swimming pool. We were in the swim room at my school. We sat on the benches on the side to watch. I was next to a girl I know named Justine, apparently, the movie was about some guy who really loved a girl but she did not like/love him back. The end was really sad, and it made me tell Justine that I liked her and I wanted to be with her, even though in real life I do not want to be. She ended up saying something like, "Uh... no... Sorry, but ew, no." Something like that anyways. She was disgusted, basically. She turned her head from me and I started to cry. I jumped into the swimming pool and swam across the screen over to the corner of the swimming pool. I sat in the corner and cried. Eventually I got out and sat in the corner of the pool there. All of the kids including Justine ran up to me. Justine now changed her mind and was apologizing and saying she would like to get with me. I was then happy. I told my girlfriend later if she saw me swim across the pool crying, she said no she did not see me, yet she was in the same room as me. Lolwut. But anyways, I also remember a bit more. I was in some kind of shopping mall, and there were military signups there. I was trying to get as far away as possible from the signups, something like that, lol.

Okay... Two dreams I think, kind of confused on the order of things. My friend and I are being driven to Wisconsin by his Mom, and two of my teeth hurting. They look like they're rotting (random third persons in dreams are always fun) and we start driving to some house now, but the surroundings look kind of like a California Suburb. So I get off, and there's some guy who may have been Charlie Sheen on his driveway skateboarding. For some reason, in my mind I thought, wow, those skateboards are probably too thin for my feet. When I looked back, there were several unrealistically thin skateboards sitting there. I saw "Charlie Sheen" do a mediocre Ollie, and we went in. We walk in, and Charlie started using magic. I get scared for some reason and we get back in the car. Charlie looks really evil. This dream is hilariously stupid.

06.09.2012

Kaomea and then my Mother (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

It's very late at night, and I remember seeing a girl with a red shirt and blue pants, long chair, a little round on the sides for her face.

It's Kaomea, didn't really do an ignore test to see if it's the real deal or not, but yeah, I follow her around a bit in his house that barely has any lights one. I think I'm asking her for a card, and she's being too playful with me right now but stalling for a little while.

I keep up with the persistence, and she makes a slight pout face, which was cute to see, and she stretches her arm quickly to hand out what seems to be a white card.

I think Kaomea turns into my mother from this point, but I didn't realize this until later on. The dream character was wearing a black dress, and I was extremely horny.

Keep following me on this "I didn't know it was my mother" mentality, because I REALLY DID NOT KNOW it was her until later on. I raised up the black dress of the dream character, and noooo, I didn't think it was Kaomea, she was long gone lol....I think.

Spoiler for 18+:

Anyway, I asked whoever it was to let me finger them, and they were a little resistant and said no.....


So I slowly rubbed my own dream penis against the top of their ass, and humped them gently to.....what....

Then I have a feeling it's my mother.

EXTREME COCKBLOCK WTF IS THSI HAFSAGHDISFHSSSSSGKH
BLOODY HELL LINK........

I back way of course.

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06.09.2012

Would you Like some Fries with that? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Seems I'm at an area that resembled my apartment, though I didn't know this until I woke up. I go near a few doors to the apartments, and there's a covering over this area like my apartment. Like imagine having a few columns sticking out, like you're below a stair's surface, yeah something like that.

There were these weird looking creatures that were hanging under those stairs. It reminded me of those creatures in Half-Life 2 that would pull you up if you came in contact of their really really really long tongue.

Fortunately for me, all of them were dead, and their overall color matched with the dark blue of the apartment's exterior.

Then there's a slight dream shift where I'm watching a video, but without seeing some kind of external video sources portraying it though. There was this girl, dark-skinned, had a nice glow to her, and she's with this squad force, at least they acted like they're in a squad.

There were detonators on top of the roof and near the top of the doors of the apartment, and they were making beeping noises, so she and the other group of squad look-alike were feeling tense because these things could explode from touching them.

The girl sees one detonator right on top of her, which she completely was oblivious to seeing while being distracted to the one on top of one of the apartment doors. She ducks for cover right under the one on top of her, not really a smart move.

I even make a comment to myself that what she's doing right now is stupid, then the girl shoots the detonator on top of the door, then throws the other one inside of a hole somewhere, but it turns out this hole she threw it in led to a room where some of the squad members were in....

LOL....you just bloody killed probably a decent amount of useful people because you were too hesitant to find a decent place to throw it...don't blame her though, I probably would've kept the detonator in my hand and just stand in shock and not do anything.

The girl realizes there were people inside the room where the hole was showing, and makes a mental face palm to herself with how her facial expressions were.

I can't remember what happened next, but I do know the video or clip in my mind was coming to an end.

I believe my mother is behind me now, and she's following me as I'm heading forward to leave the apartment. I'm still walking under the stairs instead of actually go out the other gaps. I'm walking slowly, something tells me that someone or a group of people might show up.

I see a foot coming out, seems the whoever it was is walking slowly themselves. My heart literally is in shock as I see that the outfit of the person looks like some General or Commander's Outfit. It had a Khaki or Beige color all around, and the person was wearing the General or Commander's type of hat as well.

He has another person following them, and both are dark-skinned too. He takes a smile at me, does the nod that signals, "How are you doing?" and he turns his focus back to what's in front of him.

I feel less tense, and continue walking, then my mother stops, and the same guy and his companion stop too....um.....

The guy turns around, and I think he was going to talk to me and my mother, though I didn't feel like listening to the conversation because I wanted to go somewhere, but I didn't know where exactly.

The conversation ends pretty quickly, I'd say 10 seconds or so, and then the dream shifts to where it's night. I think my mother wants something to drink....forgot what it was though.

But I tell her I can buy something from the fast food area right behind us, and I think I tell her I can't just buy only a drink, or something along those lines. She tells me I can buy some fries with the drink or whatever.

I go to the entrance of the store to see if it's closed, and I see some sign saying "Closed," but it's actually inside of the store somewhere else other than the front.

For some reason, I still thought it was closed, but I saw people in it, so I double checked again and realized it's still open. There was a brunette to the left of me that looked like she was the person to ask if whoever came in wanted "For Here or To-Go," something like that.

But it was a fast food area, so I don't think it would fit her role to be there. Anyway, I go up to the cash register, and it's this fairly decent looking blonde...........okay she's kind of cute too, and she's wearing a black hat while her hair is in a ponytail I believe.

She smiles at me, like anyone else who would be paid to do a forced smile at customers, and before I could take my order, she asks me for my name.

Don't know why she would ask me for my name, the store wasn't busy, so they didn't need to go that route to ensure that orders were given to the right people, it's pretty much close to empty here.

I play along with her and tell her my name.....I even spell it out for her, first and last.

Um. Okay. Lol. I'll just remain oblivious to the possibility that she could've been that dream girlfriend Kaomea was talking about.

Okay, she continues smiling at me, which forces me to smile at her because by this point, I could tell it wasn't a forced portrayal of enthusiasm.

She starts asking some more personal questions, though I can't remember what exactly, but some made me stand still and even blush too because I felt myself having to smile to hide those feelings away.

I think she asked something related to how much I was paying attention to her, it was something that made me feel embarrassed for some reason, but I'm sure she was just playing around with me.

She was really nice to me.

So much for the fries for my mother though, lol.

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06.09.2012

Where Are the Stairs? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm walking near an area of the Clock Tower at College Station Texas.

(I'm going to have to add that as a dream element because I've been at this area at least 5 times from previous dreams I can sort of remember from the top of my head).

Seems that I'm trying to quickly get somewhere, and I have to wait for a little while in traffic for the walk sign to turn on. It finally turns on, but I barely have enough time to even walk, I have to dash before the counter says "0," and by the time I made it past the other side, the vehicles to the right of me were already moving.

Wow, seems everyone is in a rush lately. I continue running until I get to the area with the intersection and stop sign....Socially Awkward Penguin moment...


But I didn't have a cellphone to pretend that I was busy texting with someone, so it was felt really awkward for a while. Then I see some guy flash by, completely destroying the logic with the Socially Awkward Penguin moment when you're stuck at an intersection, not know when to go because you don't want people in vehicles to wait for your decision for too long.

=P

Anyway, I eventually make it to the other side, and the dream environment changes. It seems to be a mix of a school area, and incomplete houses.

I go towards the one on the right side, and see there were incomplete stairs. Like, I only saw the little hooks that would support a step of a stair, but no steps at all.

And there were people inside the house too on the top floor inside....lol, how did they even get there if there weren't stairs, or a door that should've been apparent by now.

I think I even see the Pre-Calculus teacher I had in the last High School I was in, and she was blonde just like the one in waking life. But I only see her for 1-2 seconds probably, and I think I'm asking someone a few questions.

Then there's a slight shift to where I'm in class, and I'm staring at a girl and wonder how her ass is so big (it wasn't that big). I think I even blurted out how that girl's ass can be big...looooool.