non-lucid

Some more Katie fragments, and some mom fragments.

Side Notes: I didn't sleep well last night, so my recall is spotty at best. I think the reason I'm dreamign about Katie so much lately is because I'm constantly paranoid about her throwing me under the bus. She does that, especially if she gets in trouble for something. The first, and only thing she knows how to do when she gets yelled at, is to reach into her mind for the first person she can blow the whistle on, regardless if what she says is true or not. Rather than own up to her own mistakes, she tries to dilute the guilt by incriminating others. WHAT A SWELL GAL!!!

The dreams about my mother lately are all arguments. We almost never bicker about crap, and the dream arguments usually lead to lucidity. I'm guessing this is my subconscious being desperate to get lucid again. /therapy

• Noelle and i are at a movie theater. We had just finished watching one movie and another is about to start. This one stars NPH and another actor I like, but ends up being really bad.
• a book of drawings
• a bunch of people dancing to that "ah skeet skeet" song in a line dance format

• Adam, Diana, and Joel al come to visit me at the same time, which is unfortunate becuase they do not get along.
• I am practicing dancing on a stripper pole.
• Being chased by a wolf.
• Books set in a Victorian era.

I was on a fancy train that had several rooms, kind of like the train in Harry Potter, but bigger, since the rooms had beds. There was a girl on the train who I knew was evil (despite the fact that she was only about 6). I knew I had to get off the train somehow. I tried to trick the girl into thinking an M&M was a bomb, and left it on a window. Then I appeared outside the train, hanging off the top, and the train was inside a tunnel. Then the dream skips a bit and I'm in the room I started in again, hiding behind the bed from the girl. Then the bed disappears and there was a puzzle on the ground. A bunch of other people were now in the room, putting pencils and pens into the puzzle, as if they were peices.

Normal Dream
Lucid Dream

Night 28

First time I had 3 LD's in one night, they were all incredibly short though, but I'm not complaining .

I. School is just letting out and I am walking down the hallway, it is very packed, and I turn around because I think I forgot something of mine. As I am walking back the vice-principle stops me and starts yelling at me for punching a locker and denting it. I did not hit a locker so I was upset when he was all in my face, I start arguing with him, and I remember showing him my knuckles and like "See, my hands are not even sore or red, I did not do it.". At this point, I think he knows he was wrong because he stops arguing and kinda like puts his head down in shame. I let out an aggravated sigh and walk past him. It was right here where I just stopped and was like, "Wait a minute, what am I doing? This is a dream.", and I do a RC and it works. I turned back around and seen a girl I knew from school and I walk up to her and say hi, but the dream start to fade already, and I was rubbing my hands together but the dream ended.

II. I was at a birthday party, it was at my house, and I remember walking around to my back deck where all the kids were playing at. The adults were there just talking, and somehow I just told myself that I was dreaming, I did a RC and it worked again. As soon as I become lucid, the dream starts to fade again, so I rub my hands but I wake up anyway.

III. This is a DEILD from the last LD. So I woke up, and laid completely still and tried to fall back to sleep into the dream. Next thing I know, I am right back on the deck with everyone, and I instantly know that I am dreaming. The dream was not fading this time so I was happy, so I walk out into my lawn and look up at the sky, I noticed it was night this time around while the previous dream was in the day. I was looking at the moon and I wanted to fly, I jump up in to the air and see myself flying, it worked! I started going into the air, but from the general excitement and relief that it was working, the dream started to fade. There was nothing I could do, next thing I know the dream was over.

IV. Some dream about an amusement park and some airport runway. I hardly remember it.

Dream Fragment - "Porn of whatever guy wanted to watch porn of me??"

Fun With Mirrors [DILD]

I'm swimming at a really old friend C's house but constantly being interrupted by his family for stuff, though I don't remember exactly what now. His family was apparently unending because I kept meeting new people every time I was interrupted. I was really high and drunk apparently and just exhausted, and I was getting some weird effect where it sounded like my ears were surrounded by bubbles and all sounds were very distant and distorted. I decided to go home. Some kid stopped me on the way out and was asking me for something but I couldn't tell what he was saying, but finally I realized he was asking for the jellybeans I just happened to be holding. I gave them to him, then picked up a box of nachos Lunchables out of the trash thinking that this is what I'd been looking for the whole time, but was saddened to discover that all the food had already been half-eaten. :C As I head out the front door of the house my hearing is returning, and I notice that my car is gone. I'm really confused and distressed, and some little girls run out of the house to me complaining about something that Cleveland (from Family Guy and then The Cleveland Show) did, and I tried to figure out what they were talking about but couldn't, but then I suddenly became lucid. I walked back inside the house and there was a cop walking around, and he said something to me but I can't remember what now. I saw my mom sitting on a stool in the kitchen, and next to her was a mirror. I walked up to it and looked in it and it was amazingly accurate. Mirrors are usually really wrong for me in dreams. I decided to conjure up another mirror by turning around and just expecting it to be on the kitchen counter. I picked it up and as I looked up there was a third, even bigger mirror so I walked up and faced the mirror I was holding to it to create that effect were you can see the mirrors endlessly repeating. It looked like it worked but it also made the dream turn really fuzzy really fast, so I stopped and looked away. I turned around and it was too quiet, so I yelled "Say something!" My mom looked at me and said "Cool!" with this over-exaggerated smile on her face. I smirked and walked off calling for this girl L I knew in high school to appear, and it took a while and a bunch of incorrect DCs but she finally did. I'm not sure why I thought of her. She started talking to me, but the dream got really unstable and faded.

False Awakening - I wake up in bed and I'm facing the wall that would be to my left if I was facing up. Without changing position, I reached out and grabbed my phone and started typing up my dream, and then I felt someone else moving in bed and I could tell it was a guy. I had a sense that it was N, who had spent the night here but was sleeping on big bed-like pillow in the living room. I got really paranoid, and then I felt a hand get placed on my left shoulder by someone who I could tell was another separate entity, and I perceived them as my dad. He said to me "You really should try using the stairwell.", and I was so confused and a bit frightened, but then I woke up for real.

4-6-12

Okay, so I stay up until 5 o'clock in the morning chatting because it's Good Friday and I can sleep in.
I set my alarm to ten, planning to wake up to it, re-set it for eleven, and try to have a MILD.
It worked... for the first half. I dreamed something about being at my Church's old location, but I only remember one clip from near the end: standing facing west in the foyer and wondering who a certain black-haired little girl was. She almost looked anime-ish, but... nah. To realistic, not big enough eyes. :/
Anyways, I woke up at ten and tried to cause a MILD by repeatedly telling myself (mentally) that when I fell asleep and dreamed I would walk up to the girl and ask her what her name was.
Fail.
Nothing.
Well, you can't win them all, I guess.

04.06.2012

Kaomea & Tye Dye Blue Shirts, Ophelia's Twin Sister, Wrong Prescription...

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I remembered at least 3 dreams from the WBTB, but I decided,

"Oh, let me just doze off again for a few minutes, no biggie!" Forgot most of them now, except one. I still have a lingering experience from it.

Dream 1: Kaomea &Tye Dye Blue Shirts....(DILD)

Spoiler for Speculation and Insight:

I remember being lucid in this dream, because I remembered one experience from it....trying to jump from a high level (if I jumped from a high level in a non-lucid, I would either have it faded away, or somehow feel something). I never knew something so small as that would contribute to collecting my recall again!

I almost gave up trying to remember bits of this dream to be honest with you.

Honestly, from that same experience of feeling as if I was going to crash to the ground really helped with remembering this dream, most of it, at least.

So I'll be focusing on my feelings more, because that's going to help when I'm on the borderline between giving up and saying I don't remember anything, and still trying to find a small snippet.

I do a nose plug RC somewhere in this dream, and just saying, "I'm dreaming..." a few times. Then after I stabilized for a little while, I believed I could start running fast to find Kaomea.

"Okay...let's do this!"

I started to dash towards some gray wide road, and then I see that I'm at a high level somewhere, and I needed to land.

I go back a few feet away from the ledge, then I started to run as fast as I could and tried to jump far. I did a regular dash jump, and was feeling myself floating down.

This was a moment where I thought I would lose lucidity, I tried my best to accept that I was dreaming as a means to keep stable , and looking at the ground still made me have brief moments of predicting how it would feel to land, including thinking about a horrible landing...

Throughout the process of jumping from this high ledge, I believe I was rotating my arms in a weird motion, probably my attempt to fly or something. I landed safely, still feeling that rush from jumping from a high ledge.

The environment....I remember it looking as if it was going to rain....the sky....it was light gray....and I see this weird looking building in front of me.

I want to say it was probably a pyramid/temple....it looked a bit old (go figure...), it was dark gold I think, a little dirty and all.

(Maybe it was a desert....maybe it was a construction zone...I don't remember, but I do remember another lingering experience after this).

I believe I jump on top of this abnormal pyramid structure, and I go inside some dark hole on the top of it. I land and find myself in an area where there was several light blue shirts, kind of like tye dye shirts, but with just various shades of blue.

There were these stationary clothes hangers with some plastic chest torso bodies like they're being put up for display.

As far as lucidity goes, that's all I can remember for this dream. I did remember seeing a lady in red, and I would love to admit that it could've been Kaomea.

Maybe she (or some other DC that probably looked like her...I don' know...) told me to go somewhere because we both to take care of a few things, but I'll just have to leave this dream for speculation, or wait until Kaomea makes an entry of a somewhat similar encounter.

Just didn't want to give up on the bits that I remembered...

Dream 2: OpheliaBlue's Twin Sister

My whole experience of this dream was sort of hazy. I believe I'm sitting down near the edge of some high building, and there's a few people there as well.

I see OpheliaBlue, she's wearing blue jeans and a a semi-transparent shirt that has this mix of dark pink and diluted red to it. Her hair is most likely black, and it was bundled up into curls, like one of her photos I've seen in a thread. >.>

Anyway, she tells me that I should come with her to see her sister perform some unique talent of hers, I think it was balancing plates with thin light brown sticks, something like that.

I acknowledge her response to me and get up, but it's taking a little bit for me to stand up completely. After she started to walk a little bit, I felt like I should rest again on the floor.

I motioned a "Give me a moment's rest" type of action to Ophelia.

I laid down to my side, my body feels so tired and weak. I look at the ground for a little bit, seeing the little bumps on each tile of the flooring outside of this building. Then I look at what's in front of me, and I see the edge, and I'm awfully close to it.

And the floor outside of this building I'm resting on is slightly slanted, and I didn't want to roll all the way down there, because it felt like I was at a really high elevation.

So I get my left hand and make a fist to the ground to help with getting up, I managed to extend my left arm to where it forms a slanted L shape, but I can't get up.

I believe I rolled to my side to look where Ophelia's going, but here's the part that was really confusing to me.

She told me her sister would come, but to me, it looked like she had twin sisters, or I'm seeing another image of her.

Ophelia has the black hair, and the other person that is probably her twin sister has her hair dyed red, with a few traces of black.

That's all I remember for that one.

Dream 3: Wrong Prescription

I riding my bicycle near some parking toll booth entrance. In my hand, I was showing the person inside the booth about a wrong prescription apparently.

I guess they analyze and do customer service with pharmacy related issues as well.

The lady was asking me a few questions, and I told her that I never opened the bottle before.

Then for some odd reason, I open it, and take a pill, but I didn't swallow it immediately. I let my tongue make various forms around it, and it tasted a little bit like any regular hard capsule vitamin/pill.

Then I realized what I did, felt depressed, and said,

"Never mind........"

What I remember from my dream is only a few of the more exciting parts making the over all plot confusing but here goes

I'm on this ship with this grown guy in his 30s or 40s and water is coming from the ocean in giant funnels pulling people over board and lifting them in the air etc. It's all dark and gloom and I want to get off the Ship since we are already docked but the guy I'm with needs me to help him save these little girls who are trapped on the ship. We get to one but from some unknown reason the second id locked in a cage and the key is below deck. We tell one of the little girls to stay put and me and the guy goes below deck ti find this bag that has the key in it. We find it but before the guy can reach it a huge funnel of water comes from above crashing there the deck. Debris knocks me backward and I see the water come down on the guy entering his mouth. He drowning and falls over dead. The water the water moves back up and reveals the little girl we had previously saved standing were the hole in the deck is. She raises her hands and the water moves with her. She gives a very evil and smile and I say "I'S YOU!!"

I ditch the ship and go to shore. I look back and see it completely engulfed in water. The city beside the ship that I'm now in begins to also be attacked. It's night time and again all dark and gloom. I'm running about trying to get out of the city.


Next thing I know I'm in the forest and I come across a guy my age (17) who has a bow and appears to be hunting. Then he reveals to me he is about to go on a raid which he says is there only way to get what he needs to survive because him and his people are being suppressed b the local government. He says he needs food for his little sister. I go with him to help him. We get to the camp, which is huge and full of stuff and start sneaking around it.

Then my brother woke me up to eat pancakes.

My Brother on Skype

My brother was putting me down over Skype. My friend Micah from DV and our Lucid game project wrote a program that allowed me to capture and organize my brother's insults into categories. The comments were automatically filed by direct insult, insult as he spoke to someone else about me, and there were two other ways of organizing his insults.

I had a report of two or three pages showing each comment organized under its appropriate heading. At one point I had come up with something to say back to him. I typed it in Skype. I wish I could remember what it was I said. In any case, I decided not to send the message because it would play into his plan. I am currently not talking to him, haven't for about a year, and have no intention to talk to him ever again. So, I erased the message and decided the report of his comments was enough to damn him.

I had another dream where I was fighting my brother, but I can't remember it, so I'm just making the note here.

New/Current Job and Going to War

I was looking for work in the country. I've been working and thinking about my garden iwl, so I dreamed about a farm. I thought I would like it. Then I saw the workers as they bent down to spread straw or tirelessly pick vegetables. I realized it was not as romantic as I thought it would be.

Then I was on my job driving a school bus, but in this country environment, I didn't know if I needed to turn to the left or right on this country road.

I was eventually talking to someone in a special car. It had a boxy design, but was a luxury car, and was actually pretty nice looking. It was midnight blue. It was wide like a Bentley, and the sides were high. From the windows to the roof, it was like a second boxy level on top of the first. It was not as high and looked like a chop-top design. First it was a Jaguar, but I think it eventually was a Rolls or a Bentley because it just didn't have the styling of a Jag at all.

The guy inside was telling me about the car. He said it was designed to carry different types of people. There was one seat that was kind of separated from the others as it had a shower in it. You would sit in the seat and, you could clean off. That seat also was for the nerdy type as there was information on the inside of the car that would allow you to compare pricing on that car versus other cars. It was a nerdy thing because of numbers-crunching.

The other seats were more for diplomats or something. It was absolute prestige for the owner of the car, and luxury for the riders.

I then ended up talking to a guy in the same location, in an almost empty parking lot. Everyone was leaving. I was explaining that I didn't know which way to go. He said I just had to find the school my way, so I decided I would just go to the right and find it.

Then we started talking about how I was going to be going to war, and he was my commanding officer. I felt like I would never advance because I have such a poor memory and poor sense of direction. I started trying to improve his perception of my by touting my previous accomplishments in web design.

I then started telling him that while I used to be afraid of war, I have changed my attitude. I figured, I may very well die in the war, so I might as well fight with courage and die valiantly. I started really feeling ready to fight for our cause.

More Boxes

There was a building that was being foreclosed on. There was some kind of a structure under which the owner had built these box structures with plexiglass walls and wood frames. They built a tower underneath whatever the other structure was--some kind of an open fountain or sculpture.

I wanted some of the boxes, but I was afraid because they belonged to the owner. A guy who was with me said it didn't matter, and threw a couple of them to the side. This is reminiscent of the dream I had yesterday where there was a tower type structure of multiple cages for small rodents stacked atop eachother.

Had a dream it was mirror lake jump night and remember one of my friends from OU came up for it. I don't recall jumping in the lake but I do remember trying to get home with a group of people after the jump. At one point we were on the windshield of a bus that was traveling very fast and we could barely stay on it when it went around turns. One turn we even jumped off and hit the muddy ground hard then started walking. Busses were passing us but they were completely full and everyone laughed as they saw us walking by. We got up to a smaller van picking up someone in a wheelchair and another just like it pulled up and we got in. During the crammed ride up in the van my friend nick opened the door and managed to jump into another van! It was quite ridiculous. I also remember being in an arcade at one point playing a skeeball game in which you have to shoot the balls with an electronic gun. Hahah what a dream!

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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]My dad has taken me and the family to Manfred’s Restaurant,in San Francisco. Manfred’s is a diner-style burger joint, complete with boothsand a long bar with barstools. Behind the bar is where the waitresses stand,taking orders and serving up witty remarks.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]At the end of the bar, far from the door, two old guys sitand talk, and by their appearance and familiarity with each other it’s obviousthey sit here every day, rain or shine. Both men are in long overcoats and havetheir hats sitting on the bar next to their food.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]We are led to a booth somewhere near the back of therestaurant, across from the old guys. I ask if the burgers are really big, andthe waitress holds up a plate with a massive burger on it. The bun is threetimes normal size, the meat is double-layered and heavy, and the cheese ismelting out the sides, peeking out from under the lettuce and tomato. Somepickle slices are on the side.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“That is a BIG burger, “I tell her.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“You bet it is!” the two old men chime in unison.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“…but I don’t want to see even a single pickle with myburger, do you understand me?” I try to make this last point clear withoutsounding like an ass.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The waitress replies, “No problem!” She turns around to submitthe order to the short-order cook behind her.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]While my order is cooking I decide to leave my group andstep outside, for air or a change of scenery I don’t know. What I see outsideis so unexpected I nearly drop my jaw in amazement.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Standing in front of me, larger than life, are magic horses.I know of no other way to describe the sight before me. One horse is standingon top of another horse, perfectly balanced, and the bottom horse is walkingpast the restaurant, seemingly part of a travelling magic show, or possibly anew circus act on the way into town. I’m staring at this, just dumbfounded,amazed that such a feat is possible.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]As the balancing act passes by, another horse appears to myright, and this animal is very tall, with legs twice as long as they should befor a horse. The element of magic is apparent in these animals, and I amreminded of when I was a kid staring up at animals bigger than me, wonderinghow they do what they do.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]All this excitement and fanfare is passing by, and I followa crowd of people moving in the opposite direction. I have only moved a fewfeet from the door and I come upon a pile of broken glass on the sidewalk, nearthe corner of the building. Being a helpful citizen I begin picking up thelarge, red glass shards. Some are larger than my hand, and all have sharpedges. Only half way through and with my hand full I pick up one more piece ofglass and get a small cut, though the sting is enough to make me jerk my hand,spilling most of the glass back onto the sidewalk.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I’m disappointed in myself but the pain is real, so I headback towards the restaurant, knowing I can get cleaned up inside. By the door,next to a large potted plant, I come upon another pile of broken glass, and Ifind myself wondering how so much mess got there.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[FONT=Calibri][SIZE=3]Inside, the restaurant is now quite crowded, packed, and Iveer to my right to where I suppose the bathroom ought to be. I go up a set of three stairs and intoanother room filled with tables and hungry patrons, looking around for the dooror hall to a bathroom but none is visible. Either the bathroom has been moved,I think, or this restaurant has no bathroom. I had intended to wash my handsafter picking up glass but I guess I won’t.[/SIZE][/FONT]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I walk back into the main part of the diner and find mydaughter sitting on one of the stools, a strange man sitting next to her andgrinning wide. I sit down between him and her and put my arm around her,suddenly mad that my dad has left her sitting here by herself, while he and myson moved to the far end of the bar to get away from the crowd and the singing.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Off to my left and closer to the door a heavyset man isbelting out an almost operatic melody, but somehow it is comical and garish. Heis dressed in a blue cape, covering a white shirt and wide pants. He has a tallblack hat on his head, and is sporting a large, dark mustache. I presume he issome form of Italian opera clown, and I turn my back to him and his awkwardappearance.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]After three or four spins around the room the circulating floorstops, and I come to a rest halfway down the bar from where I had been.Standing up I find myself dizzy, wobbly, and disoriented, an odd sensation fora dream. I can’t recall ever experiencing this in a dream before, and I have abrief hint at lucidity.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I walk over to my dad, still sitting at the end of the bar,and I ask him where my burger is.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“Oh, I sent that bad boy home.” He says almost gruffly,gesturing at the counter waitress. I presume he means he sent it back, and I amupset that my burger is gone. I’m hungry, and I need something to make up forthe glass and orbiting stool.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“No, it’s in here.” The waitress opens up my daughter’sbackpack and inside is my burger and the awesome French fries it comes with. Ilook around but there are no pickles, so I am satisfied.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Fast forward to the drive home; We are in my SUV, drivingtowards Alameda, and I’m talking to my dad casually. As we approach a freewayunderpass I turn to him and say, “I love you very much, dad, but if you ever doanything like that again, I’ll kill you.” I mean this in a non-violent way,jokingly, to emphasize how I didn’t like him leaving my daughter or placing myfood in her backpack, but I pause and contemplate what I just said, and I feelbad. I don’t want him to think I hate him, though I am upset, and now my mindis lost in thoughts of remorse.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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1. 4. 2012
Couldn't remember anything.

2.4. 2012 - False Awakening
Background info: that day I had to wake up sooner than usually (5:15 AM), so I had a little stress, because I expected to have only 6 hours sleep. I also had a piano competition that day, so that could've added to stress.

I wake up only to find out I overslept. It's 5:42 AM. I quickly jump out of my bed to grab suit and dress up. To my surprise, it's not in my closet and I have a feeling it could be in my parents' bedroom. So I go there. My parents are not sleeping, mom is lying on bed, though. Dad is fixing PC, software-stuff on the other side of the room. They seem awfully calm, I'm not even being yelled on when they see I overslept. I grab my suit from the middle wardrobe. (aren't there regals in waking life?) My dad calls me to look outside. It's raining. Surprisingly, it's raining so much that green frogs are falling, too. They land on window (we have roof window, if you get what I mean) and jump away. I ignore this fact and go to my room to dress up. I find socks ready to be pulled on on my bed, though I can't remember getting my clothes ready before going to bed. In my mind, I quickly schedule remaining 30 minutes before I have to go to train station. I'll use 10 minutes to eat some yoghurt and drink tea and the other 20 to make me some snack to eat on the train. I go downstairs only to find my little sister already there watching My Little Pony: Friendship is magic on TV. (at 6 AM, I may add, duh) So I go to kitchen and for some unknown reason, I decide to eat some bread instead. It's already cut, but someone poured water on it. WHAT?

Anyways, I go back upstairs and I turn on computer. (Yeah, let's no stick to my schedule, because this is a dream, right?) I go on dreamviews forum, but I can't remember whether I read something or not. I notice on of my books, which are usually on the table, is missing. I go ask mom if she knows where it is and says she borrowed it. That's really weird, She usually doesn't read stuff like that. Anyways, the book's name is The Reincarnationist by M. J. Rose.

3. 4. 2012 - 5. 4. 2012
Couldn't remember anything.

6. 6. 2012 - Afterlife
Background info: I woke up at about 11:00 AM and went back to sleep without getting out of bed. Weak form of WBTB? Dreams were very vivid.

I'm in some sort of cave with someone. Actually, it's more like tunnel. We go further and further and stumble across a statue of some Greek goddess. There is some sort of button on the naked statue (don't ask where). I press it and a big rock in front of us rolls away. I see a beatiful scenery. It's a huge area with pool with light water, like you can see in movies. There aren't any shadows and sun is shining brighter than usual. It's all designed in ancient Egypt style. Whole area is surrounded by a wall made from light yellow bricks (again, Egyptian-style) with two lines of blue azur bricks in upper and bottom area of the wall. To my left there are bunch of ancient Greek and ancient Egypt statues. They're all naked. (I have to say that male statues are VERY well endowed ) Behind me I can see about 3 endings from ventilation. Whole area reminds me of Quidditch pitch from Harry Potter. I then see a big boar and I know it's a god. (Mononoke Hime reference) We talk about something and then one of the ventilation endings start sucking him like a vacuum cleaner. This doesn't affect my and my friend, who I still have no idea who that is. The boar yells in panic and then is sucked completely by the ventilation. And somehow I know this is what afterlife looks like or how people imagined it in acient Greek and Egypt.

EDIT: I remembered who was the person with me! It was Morpheus from Matrix.

Skiing

I'm skiing in ski center in which I was about 3-4 years ago. I meet old friend of mine from Elementary school. We ski together a little, we also have an istructor and it feels like training. Since I can ski well already, I go down the slope first. I'm waiting for them but they seem to be stuck somewhere. I go sit down to a nearby café. They're still not arriving. I go check on machine that helps people get on the hill and see it's halted. I look around and see my friends sitting under a tree and drinking tea. We talk about something.

Ok, this was a massive dream and I only really remember bits here and there (which is good cuz I wouldn't want to type it ALL out anyway).
So we're in Manhattan, and I'm helping on a construction project for a huge new building. I don't mean grunt work helping, I mean architectural design helping. Somewhere along the lines I start to notice what we're building, and try to escape... We've secretly been building a labour/death camp in the middle of the city! I get away but don't go far, a few blocks away I rally some people and we storm the site, hoping to take it over. We win (kind of). You see, it was more of a treaty than anything. We killed some people, no biggy, and destroyed some things, but the architectural design was still too amazing to just tear down. So we kept it, but got rid of the guy. I don't know if we banished or killed him, but he's gone.

Strange........

I remember that I was in a very large bakery. The counter tops were covered in flour and dough, the smell was heavenly. I put on an apron and got ready to work. I washed my hands in a very old, very rusty sink. A load of cinnamon rolls were already in the oven when I started working the dough. Again, I am overwhelmed by how delicious everything smelled. I began working a large lump of dough on the table, which I generously covered in flour before I started. I formed the dough into a very large square and added a buttery cinnamon sugar mixture to it.

-dream end.