non-lucid

Oct.25, Tue. No nap. Bed 11.30pm.

3.30am, 5am and 6am - either continuation of same dream, or something very similar. Was not able to make out any details even when I woke up from a dream and knew I had a dream.

Main dream - woke up at 7.30am.
I was in a house I grew up in but no longer live here IRL. I only come here to visit my parent and IRL I'm here right now.

I was taking care of 1-2kids about 4-7 years old. One lady came by with her kid(s) of same age and they befriended each other. Soon I became suspicious and confronted the other kid. Turned out she is not a kid, but she is 19 years old and trying to make my kid to do something bad. I kicked her out. By now, there was about 8 teenagers at the front door, trying to come in. I felt threatened. I tried to call 911, but couldn't make the numbers right, misdialed, couldn't hang up on a misdialed call, then my land lines were cut and I realized my cell is missing and realized that they had to come in a house already and steal my cell.

There was banging on a front door. I look out the window and see them walking outside like protesters or preaching something. I thought to call out for help as soon as first car comes by. Then I see a civilian car stopping at the house with lights flashing, like an undercover cop. I yell for someone to call police. Suddenly, there is a bunch of people on a street and I see a lady in civvies with a police badge on a sleeve. I know we are safe and wake up.

I remember playing some RPG game where once you gained a certain level, you could pick from a huge list of NPCs to battle you. You could even use a camera to take pictures of multiple sides of the object you'd want to have in the game and it would be a pet of yours. I had a giant grass hopper (took a picture of it from multiple angles and put it in the game) following me around, and I leveled up and I couldn't decide who i wanted on my team. There was a list of at least 15 different people to add with they're own unique skills.


I played another one that involved taking over Vegas. There were multiple ways to do it, and the game had multiple endings and what not.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! Felt like getting lucid last night and I did. Did a short WBTB 1½ hours before having to go up and it was enough for me to get lucid. Pretty sweet, did some flying but the dream wasn't long.

21.45: Sleep

03.30: Fragment
*I visit some kids who are living in the woods. I open up their tent and look at the dirty bunch. "What do you eat?" I ask them. They open up a trunk of a car and it's full of rotten food. "We take it from the restaurant's trash" one kid tells me. "You can't do that! You'll get sick" I say horrified. Flies are buzzing all around.

03.30: WBTB 5 minutes

05.00: About to be robbed by my uncle MILD
I'm walking away from a few people dressed like rich people. "Bye! See you another time" I say and head over a bridge. My pockets are full of cash, I must have been on a rich man's party. My uncle shows up but somehow I don't think he is. It's like this stranger is just wearing my uncle's body. We greet and he starts walking next to me. 'Oh shit, please don't try to rob me.' "So, you like that team?" I ask him and point at his shirt. It's got a team logo on it. "Yeah, but not in football" he says and tells me in another weird sport I can't remember.

"Hey, do you got 100 crowns on you I could get?" he asks me. He's behaving like he's drunk or something and looks around as if he's expecting someone, or making sure no one is around. "Yeah... Hold on" I say and bring out my wallet. I make sure he don't see all the big bills in there and take out a hundred crowns bill. "Here, take it" I say and hold it out. All of a sudden he runs off without taking it. 'Wtf?' I slowly jog after him through a lit park, it's getting pretty dark out. I watch as he stops before a second bridge, another guy shows up.

He says something to the guy and runs off across the bridge. The same direction where I've parked my car. The new guy starts chasing him and I run after them both. I catch up and ask him out loud. "Did you also park your car over there?!" No response. I can see he's wearing headphones. The strange man takes a right and the new guy follows. I start thinking critically. 'Isn't left faster?' I decide it is. After twenty meters or so I realise it is not faster after all.

All that critical thinking makes me go lucid as I turn around to go the other way. 'Why run when I can fly?' I start running to gather some speed. A small jump and I'm flying a meter or so above the street. I go down the street pretty fast. They're doing some road work up ahead and I have to fly to the right in between two buildings. I hold out my left hand and produce a small flame there. I try to make it bigger but I only manage to make it alot hotter. A second later only heat is left.

'Doing pyrokinesis and flying at the same time will probably destabilize the dream.' I land and start activating my senses. I count my fingers and reach five. All of a sudden everything feels weird. I start walking down the road towards the construction site but it feels like I'm drunk. I almost fall and have to steady myself against the wall. I touch everything around me to keep me grounded in the dream. After a minute or so I'm safe in the dream and at the construction site.

I lose lucidity as I spot my brother, the strange man from before has taken his shape now. I have to squeeze myself against the wall to not get over run by a truck that appears behind me.

05.00: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 7 hours

Supplements: None

That's it! Will try some heavier pyrokinesis next time.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

So last night I had another unique dream. It started out with me and one of my good friends on a beach, we hop in a row boat and start rowing off into the horizon. The sky gets cloudy and it starts to rain, as it rains I say, "I always wanted to do stuff like this with my friends and now I am" I'm not entirely sure if those were my exact words. So we eventually reach an arch of natural rock and head up to an enclosed beach like area with this strange wooden structure extending out to the water. Theres a group of people, one of them happens to be another good friend of mine. All the people are trying to make some crystals out of components from the sea. I start to help some people and all of the sudden an octopus pulls one of my friends overboard and into the water, he's able to swim up to the surface and I grab his hand and help him out. Afterward, we see a pirate ship sail by and for some reason we all become frightened. We all start heading to the beach quietly and carefully, making sure we left behind no signs of our being there. I can't remember anything after that.

Was outside Seattle it was friday. I had my staff with me and was spinning it. I had a lot of random girls come up and complement me on my spinning. One girl was fucked up on a purple monkey and offered me one. I declined and kept spinning. There were two other spinners on the street and I went to join them and spin with them. I stoles my staff a few time but didn't care. All of a sudden my vision was super blurry. A girl was leaning on me and said she really liked my energy over everyone elses. I said something and she laughed really hard. She wondered why she liked me so much. I told her I could see up and every time a tried to turn right I was sent back left. I some up and told kara about the dream. She told me I couldnt turn right in dreams. I thought back and realized I couldn't turn right. I laughed with kara about it for a bit. we were back at our old place and back in our living room. Kara and I got into a fight with Leo and dina about cleaning. They said we didnt clean enough. We went back to our room and talked a bit. I defended Leo and said he was doing more than ever. I left the room and saw he was listening in. I suddenly heard scary music and was terrified. Leo and I ran into the living room. We had a large tv there that was blocking the balcony and windows. It was really off and gave me a horrible feeling. There was a red flow and creepy music. I told Leo and he said I knowwwww ggggg and started laughing. I woke and wrote the dream in a false awakening

So this morning's back-to-bed session left me with one of those weird sensations where you wake up with the feelings still floating around in your brain, a dream hangover of sorts. I usually don't experience those unless I've been unfaithful to my Wife or something terrible has happened to somebody dear to me. Something else I realized is that I have this recurring scenario where I'm in the apartment where my Mother & I lived when I was growing up. If I can just get myself to to realize that I'm dreaming whenever I'm there (Buckethead dream, Metallica dream) I could have a very handy dream sign.

So, I'm in the apartment I grew up in with a few people, including my now deceased Father. We are just sitting around. I go to the bathroom and it is all torn apart as if in the process of renovations. I call to my Wife and start to tell how unhappy I am about all of this, what a complete waste of time and money it is. She doesn't seem to care at all. I'm still ranting as I follow her into the bedroom when I realize that the bedroom is all torn apart as well. Now I'm really angry. I go back out in to the living room and sit with my Dad. As we are sitting there my Wife comes out... TOPLESS! I'm flabbergasted! Incredulously I say nastily "Nice tits!" and she goes back to the bedroom. I wake up.



I feel very odd when I awake, the feelings are still fresh. Every time I looked at the bathroom features (toilet placement, tub placement, etc.) they changed and moved around. I think that if I can just get myself to remember that whenever I am in the apartment on Sherbrooke Street I must be dreaming that I can very easily get myself to realize that I am dreaming.

Note to self: If I am in the apartment on Sherbrooke Street I AM dreaming.
If I am in the apartment on Sherbrooke Street I MUST BE dreaming.

10/26/11
Non-lucid Semi-Lucid Lucid

I’m outside my apartment at night and went to the back and was looking through the windows of my neighbors. I was peeking inside of my own room, and the other ones as well.



I didn’t pay attention to the one right of me though. I think I went inside and had sex with some blonde girl who looked like Hillary Scott with pony tails. She was pretty flexible and skinny, but I realized I wasn’t wearing a condom. I wasn’t sure if I was lucid or not. That’s all I’ll go into. O.O



I was in class and we were waiting for a teacher, and she took a while to come, and she looked like my Biology Lab teacher, she came probably 5-10 minutes late. She starts teaching and smiles and apologizes for being so late. The class gets bigger, and we weren’t a lab, there were desks and chairs. From that, I became lucid, and didn’t focus on the people.

I decided to get out of class and started to touch everything and become stable. I walk out and believe I’m in my apartment room.

I decided to be a bit crazy by exiting it by going through the walls, but when I made impact, I got rebounded. Guess there was still doubt in my mind, and I woke up 





Then another dream, but I was non-lucid, is where I ask this guy if some other university was quiet like the one I asked him. I didn’t get a respond, but it looked like he wanted to say “Yes.”

Then I’m walking with two girls, one is a blonde of course, but I couldn’t get a good image of her face, but we were going to some restaurant because there was free Rice Krispies? I decided to go with the flow with them, and the blonde girl was apparently named Hanna.



We go into the restaurant and find a table, and got a free meal while we waited for our order.



It was chicken I believe with lettuce, or a salad on a side. Then Hanna starts to choke because the food was spicy. Then we called to get someone to help her, but some random person decides to slap her.


Then another dream is two black girls come out of a door and memorizes 9 of the 10 guys’ names that were sitting down, and apologizes for not remembering the last one.




Then she asks, “Where’s Brandon?” I decided to hide my face with a folder, and she finds out and asks me if I think I’m so good that I could get the girls. I was basically thinking “WTF?” I just ignored her and decided to leave, she didn’t say anything.

Then I go upstairs and see some guy I know in my university. Everything started to fade away after that.

Then another dream is I’m a character in Code Lyoko. We were going to go get virtualized, but Jeremy went with us. It was basically just me and Aelita.



But I don’t know if I was Jeremy or myself. But we were materialized in the desert area, or whatever you call it.





Then Jeremy’s face appeared, and he says “Holy crap I need to go the computer to monitor things,” or something along those lines.



Then Aelita said that she was a part of me. So that in the dream world, she would be my dream guide, but I was still confused because it seemed she was talking to Jeremy.

Then I’m in another dream where I’m in a Biology Lab, and some guy named Ivan that I knew in waking life was a professor, and his girlfriend was there as well.

He was talking about what Nitric Acid was, and labeled it as N3, but I responded and told him that it’s supposed to be NO3.



He had orange words on top of the board, and blue on the bottom, and he corrected his mistake. The dream fades away.

I was in a school function. We were celebrating; a party? Homecoming king and queen. Then the pair was chosen, and then they led us out running into the field. A tradition of this particular school, I imagined. The "king" was a school jock, and the "queen" some popular teenager.

Then I noticed another pair. They weren't together. They were just part of the crowd at first. Then suddenly, they were more excited than the rest. They look like kids than teenagers. They ran on and ahead outside. They were first on the field, and they started playing football (not soccer). Or at least the boy did. He threw the football into the field, and the girl was yards away. It was a green field, surrounded by trees, with a nice stream of sunlight.

The "king" turned sour with envy, and talked to the Haruo Niijima (History's Strongest Disciple anime) to badmouth the kids who took center stage. Instead, he was blackmailed by Niijima. Not sure why.

Another night where I remember only a fragment of a dream:

I'm lying in bed and wearing pajamas and a robe. I'm not laying flat, I'm propped up against some pillows that are between me and the headboard. Theres a young woman laying in bed next to me and propped up as I am. She's very pretty and kind of resembles Sara Gilbert (from the Big Bang Theory). We're talking and I ask her what she wants for Christmas. She tells me she wants a sister. I respond by telling her she already has two sisters, thinking in my mind of two girls (sisters) I know in real life. She says, "I know." So I ask her again, "What do you really want for Christmas?" and playfully bump her left knee with my right knee. She laughs and responds by rolling sideways towards me and gripping my knee with both of her knees. I take it as her flirting with me.

At this point I woke up because I needed to use the bathroom.

After falling back asleep, I enter the same dream it seems, but now I am off the bed and standing at the doorway of the bedroom. I'm bouncing a large blue tennis ball against the wall iin the next room. (By large, I mean kick ball sized) But after bouncing it against the wall for a while, I notice that the ball is leaving marks on the wall. I look closer and notice that they're not scuff marks; they're lined up perfectly horizontally and vertically. And some of the marks actually look like symbols. One is a half circle (like a smile) with a dot above it. I turn and ask the girl on the bed to "take a look at these marks on the wall."

After this I wake up and can't get back to sleep.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was out on a stage, just a little bit to the right (my right) of the stage. Back and to my left, the playwright George Bernard Shaw lay in a hospital bed. He was really sick, but he was giving a lecture. I was here either to introduce him or kind of interview him. His voice was really faint and weak.

Now I was leaving the theatre through some backstage area and a backstage door. I was walking through some kind of brick-walled alley. It was daytime.

Suddenly I realized or heard that Shaw was about to die. He knew he was going to die. He had announced that his next lecture would be his last. But that lecture would be today. In fact, it was starting right now! And I had left the theatre!

I had to see Shaw's last lecture. He was my favorite playwright. And I had the feeling Shaw would die immediately or soon after he got off stage. So I had to be there.

I ran back in the door, through the backstage area, and through a small door that led directly onto the stage. The show had just started. A woman had introduced Shaw. Shaw now sat in a nice chair on a green rug. A nice table with a lamp may have stood near the chair. Shaw had just started giving a little speech.

I at first wanted to sit near Shaw on the stage. But since I came in late I didn't feel I deserved to. So I sat off to the right of the stage. In the shadows were some bleachers, which were pretty well filled with people. I sat on the floor on the bleachers, where I thought I would be in view of Shaw, so he'd at least know I'd attended.

The woman asked Shaw some question about religion. Shaw responded a little ramblingly. He then said, "And, yes, I've been in a coven. I've headed a coven."

A little, black boy in a black hooded sweatshirt with thin, widely-spaced, white stripes and sitting in a wooden chair a couple meters to the right of and behind the woman raised his hand.

Shaw pointed to the boy, as if to take his question. He said, "Yes, you. And what's your name, little boy?"

The boy stood up. His face couldn't be seen. He may have been turned around, or he may have had his hoodie on backwards, with the hood pulled up over his face. He said, "Some people call me Lazarus. But you can think of me as Nicodemus."

The boy may have started knocking himself on the top of his head with his right fist.

Dream #2

I was in some room like a school cafeteria. The floors and walls were all white, and there may have been a set of white folding chairs all arranged in a grid, like for a meeting.

But whatever had been going on here was finished, and everybody was leaving. Apparently we'd had a meeting regarding the production of some movie. It wasn't certain the movie was going to be made. But people were feeling a lot more confident that it would.

The leaders of the effort all stood up front, near some long folding tables. There were a few long, plastic coolers. The leaders were kind of clowning around with each other while they packed up their supplies for the day. The leaders all looked South Asian. One of the leaders looked like the Malaysian singer MonoLoQue.

The leaders may actually have been making up some wacky, funny song based on the song they thought would be the theme song for the movie. I tried to join in, but I don't think I was very funny. The leaders were patient with me. But I got the feeling they thought I was being too much of a groupie. So I decided to leave.

I walked down a stairwell in the center of the floor. But as I got halfway down I realized I'd forgotten something upstairs. I ran back up to get it. But I didn't really know what I was doing upstairs and I didn't want the leaders to see me again. So I went back down the stairwell.

About halfway down the stairwell, I realized I had to go back to my apartment before I went anywhere. But my apartment was right near the stairwell. In fact, just in front of the stairwell, right where I stood, was a window to my room. (Off to my left may have been some area like a department store.)

So I swung myself up and bashed through a wooden panel blocking the window to my bedroom. Right before I'd done this I'd seen a tallish, kind of overweight, white man in a red t-shirt and blue jeans walking along some balcony between flights of steps behind me, as if I were now in some kind of apartment building's stairwell.

I broke through my window and rolled onto my bed, then onto the floor. The window seemed to have been open. But I noticed that I'd broken the board, a white-painted board about 33cm high and 1 meter wide, in half.

As I landed on the floor, I heard a woman in the living room go get the door. Oh, I thought to myself, that woman must be my new roommate.

The woman opened the door to the man I'd seen in the stairwell. (I don't know how I knew this, since I didn't see it.) As soon as the woman let the man into the apartment, she yelled, "No! I'm not doing it! I told you I didn't want to be a part of it anymore and I didn't want to see you anymore!"

I thought I should go out into the living room and defend my new roommate. But I was afraid. So I just sat and listened.

The man had apparently been trying to get the woman to be in a movie for a production house he'd just started up. But already the production house was having trouble with censors. The man said, "And this is a movie that, just because you got a few people saying certain cuss words, people wanna make it rated X!"

But the woman had left the man just because he had kept putting her in porn movies. She was yelling at him that she could tell he was getting started going down the same old path, and that she didn't want to be a part of it again. She seemed either to be walking the man to the door or heading out with him.

I sat on my bed and looked at the broken board in my hands. It sounded quiet. Maybe the man was gone, I thought, and I could go introduce myself to the woman. But I was wondering what kind of first impression I'd make with her, suddenly having appeared in my bedroom, and having broken the board on my window. The woman might think I was crazy!

Dream #3

I was sitting in a car with a woman who looked exactly like my mom but was something more like an interviewer or psychiatrist. I sat on the passenger side, and the woman sat on the driver's side. It was daytime. We were parked at the far end of a long driveway in front of a house.

I told the woman, "About the time that my cousin and I were trying to figure out what to do for college --"

The woman interrupted me. "What do you mean? I thought that before, you'd said that your cousin didn't start college until a couple years after you did. How could he be going to college at the same time as you? It doesn't make sense!"

I said, "That's not what I mean. What I said just now was --"

Suddenly something happened, and I knew I had to leave the car and get going somewhere else. My car door had been open all this time. I stood up and walked off to my right. I walked along a stretch of dirt on the shoulder of a road.

As I approached a fence, an adult woman came walking toward, then past me with a bunch of little girls. It was like a school group. Most of the girls were five years old or younger. They were all wearing diapers: some only diapers, some diapers with dresses over them. I was sexually attracted to these little girls.

But there was one little girl, an Asian girl who seemed to be maybe seven or eight years old. She had jaw-length, black hair and was wearing a white dress with thin fabric. It appeared that this girl was also wearing a diaper, though I couldn't tell for sure. I was extremely attracted to this girl.

I passed the fence, and one more adult woman walked along past me, following one last little girl wearing only a diaper. But for some reason, I found myself so sexually attracted to the little Asian girl that I felt like I had to follow her, at least to find out if she really was wearing diapers.

I turned around and headed for the little girls, none of whom I could see now. I knew if I caught up with them and started trying to get close to the little Asian girl I'd certainly be singled out as a pervert. So I was trying to think up excuses for heading back and being near the girls.

I thought that the little girls must have been going to the car to see the woman. Now I was in the car with the woman. She started up the car as I started talking to her. We pulled out of the driveway and drove away.

I told the woman, "You see, my cousin and I were in the same year of school. And we were best friends. So when we got into our Junior year, we both started thinking together about what colleges we'd go to."

The woman had turned right around a corner and was now driving through an alley going past the backyards of houses.

I continued. "But my cousin ended up getting sidetracked. So he didn't go to school right away. He had a terrible childhood! I'd go over there all the time to see him."

The woman now turned right and pulled into the driveway in the backyard of some house like my great grandma's old house.

I continued, "My cousin would be grounded for, like, six months at a time! And he'd just have to sit in his bedroom in the basement for the whole time. Sometimes he'd even have to write thousands of sentences."

I had to leave again. I opened the car door. There were some little girls walking around in diapers in the driveway. I was kind of attracted to them.

As I stood up and turned right, to walk away past the back of the car, I saw that my sister was leaning against the car, almost right in the doorway! She said, "Hey," in a kind of guyish voice.

I hoped my sister hadn't seen me ogling the little girls. But I looked at my sister. She was skinny, in shape, and she wore a blue-sleeved, white t-shirt that really showed off her boobs. I suddenly realized my sister was really attractive!

Dream #4

I walked into a museum with my mom. The lobby was dim and narrow. The ticket counter was some kind of polished, black stone.

We walked up to the ticket person. I was a member at the museum, and the ticket person knew me. But he might not have seen me. My mom handed the man my membership card and said something like, "He's a member."

The man said, "Great," and was about to print a ticket for my mom.

But my mom said, "I'd like three people, and also two children, please."

The man seemed a bit taken aback by my mom asking for so many tickets. I was taken aback, too! I thought I was coming to the museum with just my mom. Who were all these other people coming with us?

I said something to the man. He finally noticed me. He said, "Oh! But you're a member *here*. Why are you trying to get in with this card? This is a MoMA card."

I saw the card in the man's hand and realized he was right. Hoping to avoid him getting suspicious of me -- like he might have thought I was trying to hide the fact that I'd let my membership expire -- I flipped quickly through my wallet, trying to find the right membership card.

Cursed X - Terran Conflict book:
I was in a really dark future, bloody knives everywhere and people killed and ate each other due to the lack of food. I was hiding and I had a cursed book about X - Terran Conflict with me. Someone found me so first I told him I could give him the location of others if he'd leave me alone but then decided to simply kill him, which I did. Afterwards I went outside and destroyed the book, I left the pieces in the ocean.

Chasing Hitler:
The dream started with me training in a some virtual reality, I was on a pretty low level and avoided fights, searching for something. Sometime later I started to chase Hitler along with some other idiots as the dream suggested to me, I arrived at a big traffic terminal. Going outside I found an icy landscape and a type of amusement park, it was constructed like a very long strip. I was jumping over the houses and attractions until I came to a house were a lot of logs were stored in the yard. I jumped over it into some type of jungle (the ice was gone) and the persons I chased were apparently attacking endangered species. I likewise started to attack the people I was chasing.

Attacking Ultimecia:
I was together with a lot of other people in a task force on a mission against a witch (very much ultimecia like [FF8]). We were all equiped with power armor and small handguns, totally fallout style. We could just take small weapons with us in order to get inside, which likewise was in order to end the mission successful.

Fragments

Kevin Mask had a 2 disc DVD. I saw a clip with Scott Steiner. The inside looked a bit like this except it was acomplete view of his back.



Randy Orton. Yep thats it.

An idiot named Balotelli was being mean to Man Utd fans but a referee riding a bike saw and stepped up to Balotelli, Rafael was there too I think the refs name was Daniel.

Dream 1

I was in my friends house and I looked outside, strangley to my street there was a celebration, people from my old school were blowing bubbles I was thinking "I knew my school had gone soft". Suddenly the bed I was sitting on started moving and it went all the way around the street. The street was unsual as the was a park I've never seen before and as the bed stopped I turned around to see that one of the bed legs was gone and that my friend was pushing me.

I think it was a bunk bed because I felt really high when I was moving.

Dream 2

I was in an apartment and I noticed something weird. I went down stairs and I saw some aliens. The dream turned into Halo, the aliens were situated underneath the block of flats I went in to shoot 'em up with battle rifle from Combat Evolved but I then had to retreat as the surroundings were very unfamiliar and I couldn't see a lot there was a dog with me.

When I returned to the surface I fell back some more and saw the aliens pick off the soldiers (I don't know where they came from I guess that they cam because it reminded me of Halo) and then my dog got shot. I had tears comin down my eyes and I could feel them too. When I woke up my eyes were dry I love that about dreaming, get shot in the chest, wake up and feel great.

Dream 3

There was a new bank and literally everyone was there. It was full of people and I was confused as to where I was. "Where am I?" I asked a girl. "You're at the new bank" she said. I was thinking dang I walked around the place looked clean and imperial the walls had grey and white paint on them. I found my friend and asked him what he was doing here. He said he was going to take some money out, this place had no machines, you had to queue up to get your money I was like thats long man so I left him there.

I walked around some more and when I came back to what I thought was the room there loads of people my age and there rows on the left with TVs and people were watching all sorts of programmes I spotted my mates and I went over.

I saw them watching wrestling, there was a whole line with TVs showing wrestling, TNA,WWE,ROH (probably) all that stuff. I gained some control and decided to do one of my dream tasks, eavesdrop on a DC, I picked up an earphone and put it in my ears. I could hear loads of stuff but I had to focus on who I wanted to listen too plus the fact that no one was on their phones. So thats the DT failed but I will always try to complete it until I do.

DREAM 1: I was staying in bed at home. Suddenly I heard some noises from the bathroom. I was afraid that a thief came in my house. I tried to call my mom, but she didn't answered. Right after that, a music started. While I was going to the bathroom to see what's going on, I saw my sis' plush bear in the closet. It had 2 heads. I was like "What the heck is wrong with this bear? ). The bear was very inconsistent in color and shape. I totally ignored that thing and went into the bathroom. The window of my bathroom was larger than usual. I could see from there a turtle dove nest in my tree...(the weirdness just begins) along with stadium reflectors all around the tree. I saw one of the turtle doves walking on the window sill. I let him in. He was actually a talking turtle dove. After he came in he said "It's pretty cold out there, isn't it?". I invited him to talk with me in the kitchen.
DREAM 2: I was at the high school. One of my peers wanted to play with me Monopoly in the break time. He lost the round and started crying. I started drawing a game of Monopoly by myself. Suddenly some peers from other classrooms came at me and said "Wow..that's certainly a nice drawing!"".

There are some lessons to learn from those dreams:
1. Never let your sister put her plush bear in your closet, or else it's going to suffer a mutation.
2. Always talk to turtle doves.
3. Never beat the crap out of your peer in a game of Monopoly.

I was in a forest with my family and my cousin. It was flooded, so we had to walk through water. I tripped and got muddy. It was hard to get up, but when I did I realized I was a but ahead of everyone. There was a computer on the other side. I downloaded a Zelda game, after which the computer prompted me with with a message along the lines of "This computer loves you," only written with really bad grammar.

The dream skips.

I was in a town. I got on a small bus with about 5 rows of seats. A guy tried to get on but the bus driver wouldn't let him. He was getting mad at the bus driver, while talking in a cheesy actor voice. I had a feeling that I was on some kind of prank show. The man finally sat down and the bus ride began. He explained to the others on the bus that the ride was "scary at first but then it gets calm." I didn't know what he meant by that, but I was starting to panic. The rules were that we all had to sit in our own seat, but I went to the back of the bus and sat with two girls.

As the bus began to move, it got dark. We must have gone inside a building or something. I saw a guy outside the window. I thought he was going to jump out at us, but he didn't. Soon the bus became invisible, and turnips began flying at us. One of the girls says "I'm not good with diseases," so I figure these turnips were poisoned or something. As we moved through the house, I realize I got separated from the group. I was floating in my chair still, which was still invisible.

The next room I went into was like a room in a real house. It had green wallpaper. There was a woman inside the room. She told me "if you want more responsibility, pick up the phone," however, the phone wasn't ringing. I tride leaving the room through the door on the opposite side of the room, but it was difficult because I was floating in all different directions. I finally made it through only to find I was back in the same room.

I arrive in Europe for a debate tournament. I am wearing a fairly nice set of clothes: my kacki dress pants and my blue air force sports coat. I'm entering a cave of ice and as I enter the inner sanctum, I'm standing on the outside of a massive crowd (what looks to be around 2500 people). Around the outside of the chamber, everyone is racing high-tech electric cars. I go back into an allyway with a girl and begin tuning my car. She is standing by hers. I don't finish but don't care, and I head up to my hotel room, where the same girl is on my couch. She asks me what flight I'm taking back home. I tell her the flight number that I flew in on, and can't remember the number of the flight I'm taking home, even though I remember writing it down earlier. This irritates her. I'm in the living room of my real-life house. In the rocker to my left is an old lady. I ask her, "What district of Europe is this?" She replies, "District? What do you mean, district?" As I explain how the U.S. is devided into fifty states, she cuts me off, telling me, "Oh, this is the ******** District." The next thing I remember is that I am sitting on a very small, very-low-flying aircraft, flying over a parking lot. As I pass all of the cars, I can recognize three of them and I name them as I pass them. "Oh! The Mazda ********! The Chevy Volt! And hey, they even have Priuses in Europe!" Cool, I think to myself. Europe's got us beat in going green! I don't remember the craft stopping, and I never see it. But now I'm on top of a hill with a staircase and a rail. I sit and slide down. I make it halfway. I'm at the top again. My dad goes down the same way I did, but wraps a string around the rail and holds it behind him. This makes him go faster, which at the time, makes sense. I'm at the bottom. He's at the top. He jumps and grinds on his feet. He leaps off the rail and hits the asphalt, takes another boosted jump over a row of about twelve parked cars. Now, I walk into a classroom, much like that of my high school's debate room. There are computers all around three walls of the room, monitors facing the room's center. I sit down at an empty one and look at the project I'm working on. It's a lego model for a house. I build two beam pieces (OOOOOOOO) and I stop, knowing that I'll never finish the project in time. I wake up (0740).