non-lucid

- I was on a vacation with family at some sort of weird anime-themed hotel covered with Christmas decorations. There was a library cart full of manga for sale, and a guy I didn't know was looking at it. He asked me if I knew how much it was. I saw a piece of paper stuck to the cart and read it. It said $14.99, and he was like "oh okay, so like $20 then". Then I realized it said $14.99 for hardcover, and I think $9.99 for softcover, but the paper was all jumbled up and confusing. I tried to tell him this, but he wasn't listening. I looked to the left and saw a rack of magazines and started looking at them. The same guy came over and started looking too. He grabbed a copy of a magazine called BPM Magazine which was apparently about rhythm games and started talking to me excitedly about it. The cover looked something like this:

Really ugly basically, lol. I wish I remembered what it said about DDR. The entire thing was made out of newsprint as well. There are some magazines called BPM, but none look like this, and I'd never seen any before. Anyway, I just sort of ignored him and went off again.

Then I was packing up to go, and there was some woman there I didn't know. There was something of hers I wanted and contemplated stealing, so I took it and put it in my bag [I wouldn't do this IWL!], then decided it was wrong [see? xD] and tried to take it out, but the woman was talking to me from a bunk bed and watching me pack. I managed to take it out and just sort of shove it under a nearby couch. I walked across the room, passing by a Christmas tree. I realized it was decorated, and mentioned to my mom who was there that we hadn't decorated our tree, then thought for some reason that it was our tree and we would have to pack it up and take it home. She reminded me it wasn't, then I noticed it was only a half tree, like this:

which I actually talked about with my mom a couple days ago. She hadn't noticed either. I went over to where she was, next to a bed, and she told me to look around and make sure I hadn't forgotten anything. I saw some small acrylic charms on the ground and knelt down. I thought they were rainbow llamas at first, but then when looking at them straight on I realized one was a lion and one was another animal. I gave them to her then looked under the bed. The floor under the bed was COVERED with tiny anime styled acrylic charms, most were of one type but different colours, and a few were mini figurines. One was a figurine of two beartatos running an ice cream stand or something.


- Also a fragment where I was baking something for someone while they were there.

Husband and I are on a roadtrip. We had been staying somewhere in the midwest, and I was driving us back to California. I originally wanted to do it in a day, but looking at the distance we had in front of us, I know we'll need a hotel for the night.

DT calls my cellphone and asks if we want to hang out. He's in Las Vegas, we're in a car, and he sees right away on an interactive map that it won't work.

Seeing a sign on the highway for $3.25 key duplicates, I pull over for gas and to get duplicates of a key. The staff at the bustling center take our details and key, but it takes a long time for them to finish my order. Husband and I sit with the crowd of travelers also waiting for their keys.

A man, who from his accent appears to be from India, tries to flirt with me rather aggressively. I politely turn him down and walk away, where I see his friend, also focused on me. Now I see there are three men in total, all trying to get closer to me and acting somewhat hostile. I run away and to an area where, I realize too late, the rest of the crowd can't see me. The men follow and start closing in. I decide to fake an epileptic fit and fall to the ground screaming to scare the men off and hopefully alert the crowd. It works - the crowd hears me and comes to help, and then men run away. Later, the crowd tells me how glad they are I wasn't raped.

Good morning, everybody.

Ugh! I let my dumb weekend chores spiral out of control. So I'm not making this entry until now!

Just as a note, the second dream was the closest thing to a nightmare that I've had in a long time. It wasn't very different from many of my other dreams. But, for some reason, it upset me a lot. I could hear myself screaming in the dream. I may actually have woken up screaming.

Dream #1

I was heading into the lobby of either an apartment building or a hotel. I had just moved out of my old place and into this new place. The lobby was really wide, but with a low ceiling and a kind of old, worn-out look. There was a little front-desk-type area at the back, right corner of the lobby.

I headed toward a small room on the left wall, near the front of the lobby. It was the mail room. There were a lot of aluminum mailboxes along the wall on my right side. But a lot of the mailboxes were busted open. Someone had broken into the mailboxes.

I was arfraid for my own mail. My mailbox may have been open. I had some mail in my box. But it did seem like something was missing.

I looked at my mail as I walked out of the room. One piece of mail was for some other apartment. The other piece may have been a door tag from FedEx, like what they leave on a door when they come to deliver a package, but the person isn't hme.

I thought I would either give the piece of wrongly delivered mail directly to the person it belonged to, or else give it to the person at the front desk. But I was kind of afraid to let anybody know that the mailboxes had been broken into. I didn't want the people who'd broken into them to cme after me.

For some reason I was getting ready to leave the apartment. A FedEx man was coming in at the same time. But instead of asking him about my package, I told him that someone had broken into the mailboxes.

Dream #2

A documentary about the effects of some sort of nuclear accident, probably in Russia, though I'm pretty sure it wasn't Chernobyl. The documentary was following the lives of people in a small town near the accident.

The people had all been exposed to radiation. But they hadn't been moved away from the area where they'd been exposed. Most of the people seemed to be women.

There was one woman in a bedroom that kind of looked like a hostpital room. The woman was by herself, with her baby, in the room. But the room had multiple beds (or low cots), some of which could be separated from each other by dark blue curtains.

The woman was walking back and forth with her baby cradled to her chest by means of some kind of blanket. The woman wore a dark green t-shirt and may have been pushed up above the navel of the woman's taut belly.

A narrator may have said something about how the woman was really ill from the effects of the radiation. Now the woman was laying in one of the low cots, holidng her baby close to her. The baby may then have changed into a three- or four-year-old girl. The girl may have been tending to the mother.

The view now closed up on the woman's right arm, which was loosely hanging off the edge of the bed. A nurse administered some kind of injection into the woman's arm.

But either the woman was so sick that her body couldn't take any more medicine, or else the injection had been administered wrongly, and now the woman's body was rejecting it. The woman's vein swelled into a square about 3 cm per side. Then the woman's heart stopped beating.

I couldn't believe the woman had just died! I was now in the room. I don't know where the daughter was. I don't know where the nurse was. I thought I was myself, by myself.

I was panicking. I didn't know what to do about the dead woman. I still didn't want to believe she was dead. I thought if I found somebody, they might be able to save her.

So I used my cell phone and called somebody who I thought could help. I was now out in what I thought was the lobby for a small, narrow apartment complex.

I got a hold of the person, probably a man. Suddenly I had to admit to myself that the woman was dead, and that that was what I was going to have to explain to the person. As I started talking to the person, I looked at myself in the mirror.

I was a woman, maybe in her mid- to late-twenties. I was either white or Latina. My skin was pale. I had kind of sharp, almost squarish features. I wore some kind of pale, powdery foundation, and my eyebrows seemed to be pencilled in. I also had my hair in tight braids, which seemed almost like dredds, except with a bunch of tiny tangles coming off of them.

I then walked toward either a blank wall or a white wall with a plain, white door on it. As I did this, I told the man I was speaking to that I had been the one to administer the shot to the dead woman.

When I suddenly realized or admitted that I had been the one that had killed the woman, I broke down. I was crying. But my voice was more of a terrified moan, which eventually became a low-pitched, loud scream.

Dream #3

I was in "my bedroom," which almost had the shape of my bedroom, but which was almost empty. There were some boxes along the back wall, near the left corner. But I noticed they had been pushed from the wall.

I was afraid that somebody had been in my room. BUt I was more worried about putting the boxes back into alignment.

When I looked closer, I noticed that what had probably pushed them out of the way was some really heavy box that had managed to slump over toward the wall in such a way that it wedged in between the other boxes and the wall, pushing the other boxes aside as it slid along the wall, down toward the floor.

I picked up the heavy box. It was apparently a Christmas package I'd received. I figured I'd just need to open the package now and put the contents wherever they belonged in the house, so that the box would stop interfering with the order of my other boxes.

I opened the package. A wine bottle was inside. I pulled it out. The green bottle was encased in a white, plastic square, and it had a white, plastic, pull-off top.

I must have done something with the bottle. But now I was standing near the front wall of my room. The lights had been on before. But now they were off. The only light in the room was coming from my hallway or bathroom.

I was looking at my room, proud of how clean and spacious it looked, now that I'd organized things so well. But I now noticed that I had a cluttered pile laying a meter or so away from my back and right walll. The pile was mostly clothes, though there may also have been a blanket or beanbag chair.

I sighed, annoyed that I'd have to clean this stuff up before I could truly think I had a clean room. I lifted up a maroon, button-up shirt made out of some flannel-like material. I folded it. I folded another piece of clothing. I eventually worried that someone, somehow, might discover that I also had female clothing in this pile.

Dream #4

One of the very first episodes of the TV show Full House. Almost everybody in the cast was different.

The house itself also looked a lot different, like a mix between the house in Growing Pains and the house in Family Ties. There was a staircase on the left side of the room, near the front door. At the foot of the staircase was a big piano.

The dad and Uncle Jesse had kind of secretly worked to buy a doll for the middle daughter of the family. (Uncle Jesse may have been John Stamos, but the dad wasn't Bob Saget.) The two men wanted to make up for something really aggravating that had happened to the girl, and had probably been their fault.

So the two men left the doll sitting on top of the piano. The room was now empty, though I had an image in my mind's eye of the older daughter, who was the same person as in the regular show, except that she had really straight hair and wore eyeglasses.

The middle daughter now walked into the house. She was different from the daughter in the regular cast. She saw the baby doll laying on the piano top. Surprised, she rushed to the doll and picked it up. She walked up the stairs with it.

The doll wore no clothes, probably had a white, cloth body, and plastic limbs, and was either bald or had plastic "hair" molded onto her head.

Somehow this plain old cloth and plastic doll managed to pee. She just let out a huge gush of water, getting the daughter's front all wet.

The daughter's appearance had changed. She now looked like a "rebel girl" or "skater girl" kind of TV show character. She cried out, "Oh, god! You peed all over me!"

The daughter needed to clean herself off. But now the whole scene started over again. But everything that had already happened was still remembered by the characters.

The doll was placed, by an unseen erson, on the piano top. For a moment, the camera view closed in really tight on the doll, who seemed to be surrounded by a tiny square of little, wooden bars, almost like a mini, doll-sized railing that had been built onto the piano top.

The daughter ran in and picked it up, this time without any surprise or excitement. The daughter may also still have needed to clean the pee off herself.

But now the daughter, walking up the stairs, started saying things to the doll like, "Oh, yeah! I really like you! You're really sexy!"

I wondered why this girl would find a doll so sexy, and I wanted to see more, to see howthis relationship would develop between the girl and the baby doll that she found sexy.

Dream 1 12/17/11 ream:
So, I have the weirdest dreams. Like this first one: I had recently watched the movie Flushed Away. So, that somehow worked its way into my subconscious and made me have the following dream. I was in the sewer, and I was tiny. Like, mouse tiny. Almost as if I was in the movie. There was a city, again, JUST LIKE the one in the movie. We were all having fun when this gigantic human came around and flooded our city with nacho cheese. (weird, huh?) Forcing us to obey him. Then all of a sudden, the scene changes. Now I'm human again and Ike the only one in the sewer, save for my mom. I'm asking her to put my spawn point on this one ledge next to the wall, so I don't have to swim there. She moves it, I thank her, then she walks off. The scene then changes back as I'm a mouse again, hiding behind the human who is now an evil dictator. I'm now on the ledge where my mom put me, so I start to move to the left WHEN ALL OF A SUDDEN my mom wakes me up...

12/17/11

NON-LUCID

Dream 1:

I had a dream that a girl I liked was talking to me over Facebook. She wanted to get to know me better by asking me simple things like my body weight. Apparently hers was 157 lbs., and she asked mine as well. I couldn’t remember what I said for that though (Maybe I was a bit embarrassed, but I’m not over-weight at all in waking life).

She also played Runescape apparently because she showed me a picture relating to the game with some random items in her inventory. She also mentioned two more games, but I couldn’t remember their names.



She posted more random pictures of herself, and random people and me were liking most of them, then she invited me to a call on Skype.

I can’t remember the order everything went in this dream overall, but when I asked her on Skype if there was anyone online, she said, “Yes.”

The moment she said that, I was in a different scenario. It was in first-person view, and I can see her hand holding my right guiding me where to go. She was wearing a black dress top and a black skirt (she looked really nice in it) and her sister appeared as well in black.

(This is the best picture I could find describing what she wore)


It seemed I was in her house, and we were going to sit down on the dining table. Everything looked so real in that random experience.



Then I see her on video call on Skype I believe, but I couldn’t get a good recall of what she was wearing. I started to see random pictures what she showed on Facebook with a picture of Link on random people’s faces.

I didn’t understand what was going on, but I laughed at it since the expressions looked as if they would match the ones of the original face.

I think that at one point, she mentioned some guy she knew as being handsome, but in my eyes, he was just downright ugly (I don't mean to be mean, but wow, for a beautiful girl like her to think that? She must've been crazy).

I can’t recall anything else for that dream.

Dream 2:

This dream was pretty short, again I was on Facebook, and I was looking at this person’s status from a long time, and I liked it for some reason. Then he commented on the comment I made (can’t remember what exactly). I just know we talked about Runescape for a while, and some of his friends mentioned their stats on the game too.

I wanted to brag about the stats for my character, but I decided to just leave it as it is.

Dream ends.

Dream 3:
This dream was like watching an HD adult film. Some guy was massaging this really oblivious blonde girl, but she was a bombshell beauty ( I think that was me posting a picture of Alexis Texas in this thread that made this dream --->( http://www.dreamviews.com/f16/post-p...ml#post1791902).

(I swear she looked like Madison Scott)


I just know I had a good time seeing what this guy did with her, and even though I knew she had to be acting, the stuff they did was kinky.



I won’t go into huge detail of what they did, but the guy asked the girl dirty questions and her questioning what was going on made it kinkier. She was in all kinds of positions from laying on her stomach, in the doggy-style position, missionary, prone-bone, you name it, they were having a GOOD time.

After they had more sex, they were in the doggy-style position again until both of them climaxed at the same time (that’s cute). And they really emphasized it by making their experience all with glitter and shit.


Kinda like in this video:


Then the dream ends with me seeing the blonde squirt like crazy.

I moved to New Zealand from Scotland a few years ago. Thoughts about old friends come up every now and again, but I only went to Primary School with them. Now, to set the scene. I'll try and simplify, as explaining would take some time. In my town there is an annual event. At this event there are many groups doing different things, and a group I am involved with take turns with a similar group each year doing the same thing. Please tell me if you don't understand. Onto the dream.

It starts, when I am walking home from school, when who do I see but my good old friend Scott. Now Scott is here for the event, as it is one year in the future and he, who lives in Scotland and probably has no idea of the group and event I'm affiliated with, is with the second group taking their turn running their part of the event. Odd, I know.

We go into town, I don't remember details but I remember reminiscing about Primary School, and me asking about other friends in Scotland. He eventually arrives at, what seems to be a location in many of my dreams that doesn't exist in my current home town, a large church on a small hill, surrounded by old brick/metal bar fencing/barrier, with a large metal gate at one side. I follow him inside, at this point he seems to be ignoring me, concentrating on being inside the church, where I've since not been allowed. I tried getting his attention, to no avail. We end up in this room, where there are other adult men I don't recognize. They all look at me like I've done something very wrong. Scott looks at me, and says "Bye Andrew"... it fades, but I end up back in the middle of town.

I'm feeling sad about what happened, but then completely out of the blue, behind some small buildings which you would easily see a plane over, appears from as if underground a plane pulling up hard. It's close, and HUGE. I start running. I watch the plane. It's barely off the ground, pointing straight up, and slowing down from it's initial pull up. It drops slowly, the world is quiet, and lands on the buildings it came from. Screaming is heard. I'm still running but I still see the cloud of smoke covering everything and coming out from the impact zone, so no wreckage is visible. This, since it came from nowhere, gave me a fright and I awoke myself.

I'm going to discuss some thoughts I had about this in a new thread, thanks for reading.

Had a bad night last night, but was able to remember 2 similar dreams.

Driving Scared
I remember being in a parking lot. It was a very small parking lot. I have no idea why I drove my mom's car, I think she was still inside the store next to it. I put it in reverse without thinking, and the car was idling. I got scared to death because I hadn't driven in that kind of scenario before. My foot reached for the break, but instead, it was the gas. I shot down into the highway backwards. Luckily, my car was halfway in the grass and in the turning lane.

Freaking out so bad, I finally found the break, and my mom popped up. I yelled at her to please get in the car and drive back up.

Later on, I was at someone's house. I was up in her "loft", doing something. I think packing. I came downstairs and got into the car, along with my other three friends inside. All of a sudden, something scared my friend so bad, that she looked like a pale alien. Her eyes were popping out. It was that bad. I don't know what. I freaked out too.

Driving.. Again
I was in my mom's large suburban with my twin sister, Sam. I don't know why my mom wasn't with me, but I drove anyway. I backed out of the driveway and turned left. I was trying to turn, to avoid the creek/drop off, but I didn't turn all the way. Once again, I couldn't find the break, and the car dipped off the road. Slowly, it did again. I held my breath. Then the whole thing flew downhill, flying into holes, threatening to flip over. I screamed to Sam, "Holy crap! I can't find the break, put on your seatbelt!" When we dipped into another hole, finally, it happened. The car flipped over. We were upside down in a second. I prayed and prayed that I wouldn't smash into the window. I didn't, and rolled out of the open side window. Sam was okay, we were just paralyzed from fear.

I ran back to my mom's house with Sam. I told her that we had run off the road, and flipped her car. She wasn't mad, she was just shocked and asked us if we were okay.

Windhover's Dream

fragment - I'm at school hanging out with my friends. Green field... some soldiers?

sorry I have so bad recall...

Last Minute Project

I was in the computer lab at my school. It was kinda dim in there, but everything I could see was illluminated. The air around me felt dark. My whole class was in the lab with me as well, but I can't remember what we were working on. I got so engrossed into what I was doing that I didn't even notice that the room was empty. I looked around. Jackets and purses were still on chairs. I wondered where everyone went. I walked down the hall and found everyone in the library. It was still dark. I looked on the table, and saw my good friend Erin hurredly trying to glue notecards together to make a posterboard. She was going to put a piece of construction paper on top. I asked her what she was doing, and she said, "What, you didn't know?" I replied no. She said, "Mrs. S (really strict English teacher) gave us a last minute project to do, and we only have an hour to do it!" My other friend C was sitting on the other side of the table, and she was freaking out too.

Then I remember being at our lockers, about to leave. It was dark outside, like stormy dark.

How Scary..

I was in a hotel with my family. It looked like we were in London! I've never been there before. I looked out the window and saw a huge brick arch with a building on top, that cars would drive under to get out of the plaza. All of a sudden, bricks and blocks of bricks starting chipping off. Then, a ton started falling into the cars under the arch, trapping anyone inside. The arch as well as the building was about to collapse. But then, it just stopped.

2 seconds later, something large, noisy, and green/bluish was hurled at the other hotel directly beside us. I heard a large BOOM! It scared me so bad. Then I noticed it was a plane! It must have been. All the while I had been looking outside the window.
My dad, brother, and Ken ran out the hotel door. "Wait!" I cried. I grabbed my grey backpack, threw some valuables of mine into it, and ran out.

Just as soon as I crossed the threshold, I heard rain pattering on the roof. Great, I thought. My family had disappeared down the stairs.
I ran after them, almost slipping on the flooded stairs (We are inside, by the way). I finally found the outside, and my family far ahead. I ran up to them. There were police everywhere, and people running from the arch. Pieces were still falling, and we made sure to steer clear from it, as well as the burning hotel. This scene reminded me so much of 9/11.

This was the weird part. My dad and Ken pulled a cardboard box over their heads and sank down into it. The box was really small. Then, Ken popped her head out, and smiled at me. Freaked out, I grabbed my brother and walked a ways. Then an old man drove up in a car, stopped, and got out. He was talking to me about Cross Country. He said, "My boy here, *points to one of his runners*, says he has sharp pains when running. But this *he points to a glowing like rod in the boy's hand* helps to even out the pain, when he holds it."

Just then a biker came up, stopped, and layed his bike down. "Ah," the old man said. "You see this glowing rod as well on his bike?" *he points to guy's bike* (I see a glowing rod attached from one of his handlebars to a wheel) "This also helps him from getting pains too."

I looked at the bike. "I really like that bike.." I trailed off, and blushed when the boy looked at me.

Dream
I was driving on a highway, it was night time and I was with my family. There was an exit I took and it was very damaged and I saw someone else get out of their car. Then some "people" I'll call them "humanoids" touch the other drivers ad changed them, they were noe doing what the humanoids told them.

I drove back to the city and tried to tell everyone, but it seems the humanoids are like the Transformers and had been hiding there a long time. I decided to leave with my family we were on the way to the train station while I started thinking "What if they're not bad?". My Dad dissapeared from the dream. I continued with my Mum and Sister tobanquet-type place with bronze walls it was a really high-end place. It had rows of tables with people eating one guy said something racist and my Mum retaliated, I just moved her along and kept going. I also remember seeing police come out of a van they were pretty futuristic.

I saw the tunnel leading to the station as me and my family ran. I saw one guy jump over the stairs because the stairs were long, like a ramp for a wheelchair user. I ran down and around. I remember seeing a guy with glasses, a tattoo (I think) and a guitar gig bag he saw an old lady with two shopping bags and said "Can I help you with that?".

As soon as he touched it he turned. It turns out the old lady was a humanoid.

Fragment
In Eastenders, Lauren was naked and so was her mother Tanya but she was covering up. Lauren was spraying stuff onto Tanya. Then Ian Beale came in with a sick and I mean SICK-looking grin on his face and started spraying the stuff on Lauren.

Side Notes
It was a mix between a dream and a nightmare. I think it would make a good film, if you could stretch out the plot. Or a book, I'd buy it.

I'm leaving school with H, and we're running around with our arms spread out making airplane noises. Just acting as dumb as we want to be. This school is just huge...it's more than the regular mash up of all the schools I've gone to. It's also comprised of random buildings like from malls and airports.

Anyways...she leaves, and this other girl sneaks up behind me and kisses me on the cheek. I called them ninja kisses in my dream. She has red curly hair, pale skin, light acne, and nothing really stands out with her. But apparently she's my girlfriend. We went down three escalators and she put her shoes on one that was heading up, and I was expecting for her to say she lost them when we got to the bottom. She asked a security guard for a new book, and it looked like a bible. I told her "why didn't you just nab one from a hotel or something"? She handed it too me, and I noticed it was a religious book, but it talked about theism. I guess it just had that look on purpose. I remember seeing "Kali" in it. (The name Kali comes from kāla, which means black, time, death, lord of death, Shiva. According to wikipedia)

Anyways...there were a bunch of people trying to tell me that I shouldn't date this girl because of her looks, but I was ignoring them. I think there was one guy who actually supported what I was doing. Anyways...we just spent the rest of the dream leaving that labyrinth of a place.

Non-Lucid Part

It's a little blurry, but I remember stealing something from a slightly cluttered store. All of a sudden, a bunch of police officers were trying to beat me with sticks, so I stole a machete and started cutting them up.
Ah, I don't have anything against police officers in real life, but I am much less...reserved...in my dreams.
They were starting to alarm me in the same way I get alarmed when I'm playing a racing video game and the other racer is about a second behind me and the finish line is approximately thirty feet away. As I pushed over a rack of clothes on some other cops, I suddenly became lucid.

Lucid Part

Suddenly feeling stupid, I looked around and saw that various customers were laughing or smirking at me. So, I cut off their heads in a vengeance. Once again, I assure you that I would not behave so heinously in real life.
I walked up to a pretty cashier, who was also grinning at me. This also pissed me off, and I slit her throat and cut off her right hand.
....
Right, so anyways...She continues to smirk and now I'm interested. I will never forget this woman. She had pale blue eyes and fair white skin with a pink tinge to it. Prettiest of all was the creamy blonde hair tied up in a ponytail. Seeing me eye her hair, the cashier put on a brown cap.
"Why did you...Arrgh...Well, it will displease you when I tell you you're not real and this is a dream!"
She smirked and I noticed that her hand was back in place and the neck wound was beginning to heal.
"Are we? Are we really in a dream,"she said with that same annoying smirk and heavy sarcasm in her voice.
I gazed long and hard at her and replied in a flat tone,"Yeah, we are."
She didn't respond to that and she didn't need to. I knew that she knew it was all a dream and that she was only making fun of me. I didn't bother to do any reality checks--not that I ever have to, given my personality--and decided to talk to this rather interesting DC.
"Um, sorry about that..."
She looked at me with false innocence.
"The cuts, moron."
"The cuts are healed, as you can see."
She held up her hand and pointed to her neck. I briefly thought it was good, because it meant the others had healed as well. My thoughts were interrupted as the woman exclaimed,"It wouldn't matter anyways, since you were the one who wanted the wounds on all of us healed. Ah, you and your odd way of looking at things."
She looked at me with a fierce intensity.
"You know what we are."
I returned her fierce gaze, and was about to respond, but she cut me off with a wave of her fully healed hand. The sarcastic smirk back on her face, she asked if there was anything I needed.
"Uh, yes. Take off that ugly hat. Your hair is too pretty to be kept up in that."
"Not after the commotion you caused."

The next thing I know, I'm with two of my three younger siblings and I'm cussing like a sailor.
It all involves the cashier, but I get over it really quickly. I glance at the television with delight.
"Yes! Yes! Yes! I can complete my most important dream goal!"
I turn to my brother and sister and exclaim," We're gonna see if Spongebob is on, kids!"
I turn on the set and faintly realize that I have cable in my dreams. I flip through the channels and I am more and more irritated.
Would you like to know what on?
Nothing but American football games and jewelry infomercials. Though, I must admit that I was pleased that my favorite team was winning on one of the channels.
Finally, I get to a channel that is talking about a new episode of Spongebob involving Mr. Krabs. I clench my fist in triumph and turn around to give Katie and Ross the good news.
"We're watching Spongebob and I don't care that I'm too old for it!"
I turned around and...
...I woke up.
Oh, believe me. I was not happy.

I remember my brother being there. I was at some event, and most of us were just getting there. I was explaining to him why I had to go back for something. Everything else I knew about this dream is already forgotten.

So.. the other day I posted something on here about not having enough motivation to practice dream recall or do anything that would help me start having LDs again. I guess just thinking about that was all I needed to have one again! Unfortunaly, I remember almost nothing of it because it was in the middle of the night.

There were people chasing me, it was really frightening. I got out my phone and dialed 911 and told them people were after me. This made me realize that every time I call 911 I'm always dreaming, so I must be having a lucid dream now! But I didn't really want to do anything but see where the dream would take me so I just kept playing along with it.

I was outside in this crowded town full of mostly people I didn't know, along with a few people from my old high school. Many people gathered around a circle to play a game in which they would run around and tag each other and the last one left standing was the winner. Everyone was gathered around watching as they finished up the first round. Then the people running it asked it anyone else wanted to join. My hand was the first to shoot up. Although I was nervous, I thought why not? I don't know most of these people, so it could be fun! My friend sitting next to me cheered me on, along with some other people I didn't even know and they let me join the circle. Then I noticed a few people from my high school and was sad because I never wanted to see those certain people again, but decided it would still be fun. I was placed behind a girl who looked like a slow runner, so I was sure I could catch her, but placed in front of a guy from back in high school. The announcer counted down 3.. 2.. 1... go! Everyone started running around trying to tag one another. I thought it would be a nice friendly game, but then everyone started attacking me and kicking me! I didn't know what was going on and why they were doing this, but I couldn't escape. No one tried to stop them as they beat me up. Everything turned red and then I was outside my body watching it happed. They "killed" me and the next thing I remember was looking at a facebook page of my picture next to 3 other dead people titled "RIP" and my friend's status: Everyone I know is dying! I found this really odd because obviously I was still alive! And I was still out in the open. I went to tell people I was still alive but then I arrived at this snow hill with my grandpa, another dream starting up. There were crowds of people on each side of the hill selling things and me and my grandpa were walking up and down, checking everything out. As we were heading back to our car to leave, I woke up.

12/17/11

NON-LUCID

Dream 1:

I’m in an area where there are a decent amount of stairs to go up and down to. There was this old man who this really hot blonde was following.

She was trying to not to show her breasts by cupping her hands with a bra that had a broken strap I believe. And she was in a white (possibly silver but it's close enough) playboy bunny suit with black rabbit ears with white inside.




She started to blush when she looked at me I think, and all I could do is just watch this beauty go downstairs with this old man and a few guards.


I tried to knock one of them out, but I felt too afraid to do so, since the last time I tried to knock someone out in a dream, they weren’t affected.

While she is being guided by the old guy, I think I go into a different dream scenario, but I can’t remember it clearly. But when I got out of it, I saw the same blonde again going upstairs.



(You know how when you go upstairs or downstairs, there’s a small piece of flat surface you walk on to turn and go to the other level? Yeah it was like that)

I was on the floor where the bottom and top stairs connected. I see the girl come up and she’s blushing again, but I don’t really focus too much on it (which I should have since blondes make themselves stand out to me as a dream sign).

That’s all I can recall for that dream.

Dream 2:

I was in a football game…..



(I NEVER WENT TO A HIGH SCHOOL FOOTBALL GAME)….I don’t know what team I’m rooting for, but I assume it’s Cypress Lakes High School or maybe some other school because my side was wearing green outfits.

I don’t know what I was doing here, all I did was walk around the bleachers on the bottom area and look at random DCs. But then I started to see people in military outfits for some odd reason.



Anyway, as I get out of the bleachers, there was a long table that was positioned horizontally, and a few DCs were sitting near it. I see my friend James and was talking to him about something. And the DC to the right of me was this blonde guy who looks like a guy I had for a class.

He was asking a teacher if he could go to his music class, and the teacher wasn’t convinced of this person, she thought he was lying. But when he showed a sheet from a folder, I looked at it quickly and saw an assignment he didn’t finish that had music-related information on it.

So I told the teacher that he wasn’t lying, and showed her the paper myself, and she finally agreed to let him go. I think the DC was like “Thanks Dude” but I couldn’t remember.

But then the teacher started to praise me for helping the person out, and she gave me a light yellow-ish Lifesaver candy as a reward. I take it and thank her for it and sit back down. For some reason I wanted to give the Lifesaver …



(OOOOOOOOOOh now I get it…Lifesaver, helping the guy get to his music class on time…haha…clever subconscious…clever…)

Anyway, yeah, I decide to give the Lifesaver candy to my friend James. He asked me “Are you Sure?” and I replied “Yeah, I have an extra one anyway.” When I looked for the extra one, it seemed to be crushed, but I didn’t make a big deal out of it.

Dream 3:

I’m more of a spectator throughout this whole dream. I’m in the desert sector in Code Lyoko, and I’m watching Ulrich mainly trying to destroy some random and tough monsters completely abstract from the main ones.



No matter how much he tried, he had to dodge constantly to prevent a fast de-virtualization.

Then a person who looks like a Black guy in a heavy black armor that looked pretty bad-ass comes to the rescue and does Ulrich’s “Super Sprint” and charges after the fairly huge monster and splits it into two with ease.



The guy’s outfit had a mix of Naked Snake’s alternative outfit in Metal Gear Solid 3 and the rest looked like parts of a knight outfit.



So this guy started to help Ulrich out on more monsters coming their way. There was this monster that stuck itself to the edge of a surface and had been shaped like it was supposed to be a wall. It had a Xana logo on the bottom of its body in front, which was its weakness to kill it.




But it was protective of it, and I think it shot a part of its body (can’t remember what specifically) at Ulrich and the Mysterious dude in Black. (He looked like the black guy in the tennis team I was part of in Cypress Lakes High School)

Both Ulrich and the other guy dodged it easily with Super Sprint, and I can’t remember who made the final stab on the monster, but it was pretty tense seeing this fight because it seemed that if either of them were hit, it would be a one-hit KO to de-virtualization.

After that is settled, I think I’m in the room where the Supercomputer is. (I’m still having a dream relating to Code Lyoko)



Jeremy was waiting for the tower to be deactivated, but where were a bunch of bees that looked like Beedrills from Pokémon inside of the room trying to attack us. And by a lot, I mean A LOT to start shitting bricks on.

X 20+

While I’m trying to dodge them, I can hear the music when Aelita is going to deactivate the tower. (Video below, and it happened to be in the desert sector too so bonus for me )



(This is a bit random, but I just realized how I freaking hate when Aelita does the back flip when EVERYONE IS THIS CLOSE FROM FREAKING DYING IN THE REAL WORLD!!@$!%!%)



I see Jeremy is being occupied trying to avoid the Beedrill looking hybrids, so I dashed towards the Supercomputer when Aelita deactivated the tower (I didn’t look to see if she did, I just FELT like she entered the Code for a trip to the past).



But before I pressed the Enter Key on the supercomputer, I see a big white light growing at an exponential rate. So I assumed we were going back to the past before we got owned by Beedrills, but I still managed to press it anyway.



That’s all I remember.