non-lucid

Awake, Non-lucid, Lucid, [Commentary made while awake]

I wake up in my current room, go out to the kitchen, and start attempting to make coffee. The coffeemaker is big and complicated, with lots of buttons, and I can't figure out how to use it properly. While it's percolating, I decide to take the carafe out [I don't remember why], and press the Stop button, but it doesn't stop completely. Six thin jets of coffee continue to come out of it, streaming down onto the heating element and boiling and sizzling away. I look in the cupboard for breakfast, and find lots of mini-donuts and other packaged foods there. All the time I'm getting breakfast, my mind is on the fact that I have to get out of the house in time for my 8:00 A.M. meeting. [I actually had such a meeting coming up in the morning in real life, and it was on my mind as I went to bed, so, not surprisingly, I dreamed about it.]

I have another false awakening in which I check the time on my cell phone and see that it's only 6:17 A.M. Good; there's still plenty of time to get to the meeting.

I woke up, for real this time, at the end of a sleep cycle, and said sarcastically, “Well, that was wonderful.” I didn't bother to get up to check the time on my phone.

I'm on my college campus, walking around outside the dorm buildings, which are big and L-shaped and multistory. I'm trying to get to my room, which is room number 16999-A (that is, bedroom A in suite number 16999). I stop and talk to a resident assistant (RA), who asks me where I'm going. I tell him [her? not sure], and he [she?] consults a list and says that someone else is already in that bedroom. I know I'm supposed to be in that room, and I say so, showing the RA the key I have to that suite. He [she?] permits me to continue on and go to the room.

I continue walking, outside, among the dorm buildings. I pass another RA at the entrance to a new part of the complex of buildings, and speak to her as well. She tells me that there's a game of Sardines going on in that part of the complex, and offers me a raffle ticket, which shows that I'm participating in the game. I accept it and continue walking. I find the entrance to suite 16999, which is at the corner of the long, narrow building, on one of the longer sides. I stick my head in the door, but don't go in. [So I never did find out whether or not anyone else was in my bedroom.] All throughout this part of my dream, my mind is still focused on the fact that I have to make it to an 8:00 A.M. meeting.

I continue exploring around the sunny side of the building. There are basketball and handball courts there; it looks a lot like the playground of an elementary school. The sunlight is very bright and cheerful. On the other side of the courts from the building, there is a chain-link fence on the border of the playground. On the other side of the fence is a river.

Not far from the playground is a covered pavilion housing the queue for a tram that offers tours of the campus. It's the same kind of tram used at the parking lot at Disneyland. The tram passes through, setting out on its tour. A group of five students with ski masks on, their heads wrapped in white cloth, and dark sunglasses are walking alongside the tram. They're tour guides, and this is their on-campus job. They're holding a series of signs that say something like, “Be sure to pay your tram driver.” I wave at them as they pass, and they wave back. As the tram pulls out of the pavilion and drives away, a group of five or six people runs out of the queuing area, trying to catch up with the tram. They wanted to get on it for the tour, but they got there too late.

[Dreamskip.] I'm walking across a parking lot. I recognize that I'm dreaming, and that I've had this dream before. [Now that I'm awake, though, I don't remember having had it before.] I begin to concentrate on my feet, watching them move as I walk. I'm wearing dark red-brown, slip-on, closed-toed shoes with big bows on the toes that are made of the same shiny, leather-like material as the rest of the shoes. As I approach my car, I attempt to ensure that my computer backpack will be in the trunk when I get there by expecting it to be there this time. It doesn't work. Other stuff is in there, but no computer backpack.

Some guy starts talking to me as I look into my trunk. My boss is there, too. The other guy gives me a long, ornate, old-fashioned, brass key with a long, thin black string tied to the loop on one end. When he gives it to me, he says something like, “These instructions are very important. You must never let this item leave your possession.”

“Because it represents my soul?” I ask.

“It represents a lot of things,” he answers. I infer that my soul is one of those things.

[I don't remember the rest of the instructions, but they probably included the following information, because I do remember knowing it:] I understand that this key is a skeleton key. It's not just an ordinary skeleton key, either; it is magical and can unlock any door in the dream world.

That guy, my boss, and I go exploring somewhere else together. I use my key to unlock a door at one point. At another point, I ask that guy, “Do you have a name?”

“Karim, or...” he begins.

“Karim,” I say. “Okay.” To me, the way he said “or...” after his name implies that he has many names, and I'm welcome to use any of them, but I just go with the first one he says.

Karim, my boss, and I are climbing a ladder up through a narrow shaft. I look up and am intimidated by how long the shaft is, but I can see the top of the ladder, far away. [That's the last thing I remember from this dream.]

When my alarm finally went off, I was relieved that I was back in reality, and that there was still plenty of time to get to the meeting.

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Side notes:

I don't remember having the high level of conscious self-awareness in this dream that I've had in past lucid dreams, but if I started trying to use dream powers, I must have known that I was dreaming. Also, when I was receiving the instructions about the key, I was definitely aware that the context to which those instructions applied was my dreams, which I was in.

Have I met my dream guide? I can't say for sure. I feel uneasy about it. What I can say is that I hope Karim and the key show up in future dreams.

Wasnt trying hardest to LD as have a massive headache and stomach pains.

1) In Russia winning some soccer match and then going in a car with ma grandad and driving on train tracks with police cars around (how do i not realize im dreaming)
2) Eating some mintss.wtf.. ma mum wants me to do somin

Wasnt trying hardest to LD as have a massive headache and stomach pains.

1) In Russia winning some soccer match and then going in a car with ma grandad and driving on train tracks with police cars around (how do i not realize im dreaming)
2) Eating some mintss.wtf.. ma mum wants me to do somin

I was up visiting Mac at Utah State when I tried to turn into a busy parking lot and missed the turn. I kept driving, I was in my Expedition, and came upon another point where I could turn into the parking lot. I turned in there and saw that he was driving his truck away and I had missed the opportunity to say hello. I drove out of the parking lot and turned down what looked to be main street. I ended up on a bike somehow and was no longer driving a car. I rode down into main street and there was some carpeting lining the ground and there were people in blue and white sparkly jumpsuits lined up along the road that intersected the one I was on. I got onto the road and saw that there was to be some kind of winter themed parade going on shortly so I quickly crossed the street and said to myself, "Man, now I'm going to have to find another way around."

One of the guys dressed in a blue jumpsuit said, "Well, at least you don't have to do flips down the street."

I got across the street and was now walking with my brothers Drew and Logan. In front of us was a wall that was full of toys like at Wal Mart and behind us was the street that the parade was going to be on. We were checking out these toys when a man came up behind us and started yelling, "They aren't supposed to be back here! Get them!"

We took off down this row of toys and eventually the street opened up into a big toy store. We took a left and I saw a wind up helicopter lying on the table in front of me. I grabbed it and wound it up to throw at one of our persuers. I said, "Well, obviously you haven't had a helicopter thrown at you before," and threw the helicopter at him. He got hit in the head but that didn't phase him. The persuers ended up catching us somehow and we were now in this room that looked like an interrogation room that had one door and a large mirror on the other side. There was a table with three chairs around it in the center of the room. I was sitting at one end of the table and there were two men on the other side. My brothers were in separate rooms. I don't really remember much from this part of the dream. My brothers got into the room somehow and we fought off the guys and they got knocked out. Suddenly the window burst open and there were three girls standing out there. The window opened to show another street with the three girls standing there and a truck behind them. Somehow we knew they were here to capture us. I said to them, "You know you can come with us and we'll keep you safe." They looked at me and said, "Well, you did save the queen right?" I said, "Yes, we did." They came with us and we all got onto the truck.

Me and Logan were on motorcycles and Drew was driving the truck. We were on a reddish brown rock road heading for a canyon and were being chased by a bunch of the guys from before. We went off a jump and hit hard on the ground but we all managed to stay on our motorcycles. We went off a second jump and we didn't fall off again. Then the walls of the canyon began getting closer and Logan hit my motorcycle with his and knocked the girl off. I told my brothers, "Go on without me, I'll get her." They kept going and I turned around to save her. I never got to her.

We were now in a grocery store and we were shopping around for some stuff so the girls could fit in to normal life. Apparently they weren't from earth or had never been part of regular society. We were looking for clothes when one of the girls went to the front of the store and saw their king. He had come to take them back to where they had come from. She came back and told us this and I said, "We need to use the emergency exit."

The girl went back to the front of the store and turned into a vampire and began fighting off all the kings men. The other girl opened a chest that was on the ground and began throwing out pieces of armor to me and Logan. Drew had disappeared at some point previous. The armor was leather but when you put it on it fit to your body perfectly. She also threw me a sword that was supposed to attach to the back of my hand but it wouldn't so I just used it regularly. I was fighting a man with two swords and wasn't doing to well. He cut me across the face and I was starting to lose the fight. He brought both of his swords up for a killing blow and I saw a weak point and cut him from his neck down into his stomach. The blade didn't do any actual damage and he brought his sword down flat on top of my head. He said, "Ha! I killed you."

I responded, "No, I am wielding a shardblade," and he died. We ran back to the emergency exit and went into it. It was a restroom with a door inside that led to somewhere else. Me and the girl went into this door and Logan stayed behind to distract the other guys. At this point I became lucid for a moment because the girls pants were white when we went into the room but when we got out she was wearing red pants. I lost lucidity soon after this. The room we got into was what looked to be another bathroom but the back wall was gone and there was a forest beyond it. Further up on the left wall of the bathroom was another door and we saw a woman go into it and she called for us to follow. We did and we were in what looked like a school to train people like the girls we met. After much following we came to some stairs that led down and I went down them to follow this woman. She was gone and we were now in a grove with a wooden staircase leading down from the ledge we were standing on.

At this point I woke up.

I'm in college, near the lecture theatre, looking through my bag for some change so that I can go to the vending machine in the main building. Adrian (one of my college lecturers) comes up to me and starts rambling on about some things (which I can't remember) but keeps getting closer to me until the point where he's leaning on me. I'm thinking to myself: ''What the hell is he doing, touching me up?''
Note: Me and my friend Niall constantly make jokes about him being a child molester.
I just want him to go away to be honest, because I'm having difficulty finding these coins which are randomly in the bottom of my bag amongst the horde of other things.
He eventually leaves, which means I can go back home, but he reminds me to pick up my bag which I left on a bench nearby, just around the corner, out of my line of sight. I think to myself ''Phew. Glad he reminded me about that. My laptop/computer is in there!'' I then go back to the bench and pick it up, thinking to myself ''Yeah, nobody's gonna get this, so don't even think about it.'' then get my bike and head out of college.
For some reason I take a seemingly different route 'home' and find myself crossing the road and going up a steep and large hill, to which I find a dead end facing me at the top. I'm now standing with my bike wondering how to continue on my way (there are walls higher than me all around me except for the way I just came from, a grassy landscape located on the top level).
Jemma Rodgerson then appears, looking down on me. I ask her how I'm meant to get out of here and she simply replies ''Climb up.'' I comply, and first throw my bike up, then finally lift myself up. I ask her what she's doing alone out here and she tells me she's on the run from the police (or somebody else with authority) because she's done something bad.
We both sit down and chill out, talking about things.

I got a phone call from a friend who was across the bay. He asked me to bring him a large metal cylinder that he had forgotten to take when he left. He told me he needed it right away. I looked where he told me to and found it. It was quite heavy. I wondered how I was going to be able to carry it and still be able to keep my balance. Then I noticed it was attached to what looked like a harness. I managed to get it on my back and all strapped in. I still was not sure if I could manage such a heavy load, but decided to give it a try. I pushed off the dock and began to fly over the shallow water. Because the cylinder was secured on my back and not shifting it's weight, I was able to handle the extra weight. I do not know what is in the tank, but I assume it is some kind of fuel for his fishing boat. I took off across the bay to where my friend was waiting. When I got there he asked me to stay for a while. He had some friends coming over and he would be grilling. I agreed to stay. I got comfortable on the dock. (There is not much I remember in this part of the dream., but he is only there part of the time. He keeps going elsewhere to be with his other friends then returns. At one point we all get together and eat.) While we were all sitting around my friend's cabin after the meal, a man comes up and tells my friend that he was only authorized two fishing passes and there were a lot more people using it. I told the man that only two people had been fishing, the rest were just friends that were visiting. The man left, but I then had a very uncomfortable feeling come over me. I noticed how everyone else was acting jittery and nervous. I felt that I had unknowingly been involved in something illegal and it had nothing to do with fishing passes. The last of the food had been put away and my friend left with his other friends, leaving me alone in the cabin. I wondered what was in the tank I brought over. I looked around and found the tank. When I lifted it, I was surprised to discover that it was now very light. Whatever had been in it was no longer there. I unscrewed the lid and looked inside. Empty. Then I took my finger and ran it on the inside of the container. A white residue remained on my finger. I smelled it, but couldn't smell anything. Then I touched my finger to my tongue to taste it. It had a slightly sweat taste, but it was nothing familiar. Suddenly I realized what I had done. I had no idea what was in that container. Why would I taste it! I thought of the old detective shows where they always tasted the white powder to see if it was cocaine. But I had no idea what cocaine taste like, so what sense did that make. I put the lid back on the container and put it back where I found it. Then I headed into the kitchen. I heard my friend returning and I grabbed the broom and began to sweep the floor. That is all I remember.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! My one month of no supplements is soon over. I have actually had more dreams and more lucids this month, which is kinda cool.

23.00: Sleep

05.10: Fight
I enter a room which is my taekwondo club's dojo. I greet all the people there and ask what's up. "We're going to watch your old fight" one of them tells me. Ah shit. I remember being knocked out in that one. I start watching and it's not the fight I thought it was. I'm up against an old gaming buddy, Sammy. My body is totally ripped!

We're both soaked in sweat and must have been at it for quite a while. Suddenly I land a big punch right in the gut. Sammy goes down and the referee starts counting. He gets up and we shake hands, the gong sounds and we take a break. During the break of the video I decide to do some kicks on a sandbag.

I'm super fast still, even though it has been a whole year since my last training. One guy walks up to me and gets annoyed that I'm still that good. It's about time for the second round to start, so I head off towards the showers. Apparently we're about to fight for real the next round. I meet Sammy in the stairs and he laughs at me and slaps me on the back. "I'll get you!" he tells me laughing.

I head down the stairs and into the shower. My sister Malin who was supposed to keep a track of my change and towels appears. The match is about to begin in a minute. "Where the hell are they?!" I ask. She has no clue. I grab my used underwear and put them on and rush out of the shower. I enter the arena room and suddenly I can hear an alarm counting down every second.

Uh oh, time's running up. "You had fifteen minutes, when they run out you will forfeit the match" a guy tells me in a speaker. I desperately try to find the booth I have to report to. The alarm clock starts beeping a few times a second as I spot the booth. I run up to it and breathe out, for a second. Apparently you have to right click with your mouse (somehow I'm playing a game right now) and I try to, but in vain. "Eric wins the game by forfeit" the referee tells me. My friend Eric seems relieved somehow. "I'm gonna start playing Counter Strike again" he tells me happily.

05.10: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 6 hours

Supplements: None

That's it!

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

I am positive that the following dream sequence contained more than I have written below, but for the life of me I cannot recall what those extra tidbits might be. I believe it may have had something to do with the sewer scene, but I am at a loss.

Sunday, March 27, 2011

The earliest recollection in this dream placed myself, I believe my father, my friend Mike (the dream image of which I am starting to believe may be my DG, given how often he has been showing up lately) and a woman with whom I used to work, Kari, in a sewer, knee-deep in sludge. There was no indication as to why we were in this location, but I got the impression we were searching for someone of something. Kari and I are chatting and I notice movement out of the corner of my eye, from around the other side of a brick pillar. I peek around the pillar and notice some kind of strange, humanoid creature, clearly female and glowing blue. The creature takes off as soon as it sees me and escapes into a large round drainage pipe. For some reason this encounter does not faze any member of my party and this apparently was not the thing for which we were searching.

Next, I am on the back porch of an older, run-down house at night. It is snowing lightly and is pretty chilly outside. Mike and I are having a discussion on the porch and gesturing to the right, beyond the fence in the backyard. On the other side of the fence is the back parking lot of a police station. There is a path that runs through the backyard directly in front of us and up to a gate in the fence leading to the police station grounds. Mike points out a police SUV with a trailer attachment on it (like the ones landscaping trucks pull containing their equipment). A uniformed police officer is moving lawnmowers onto the trailer and Mike comments “They are getting ready to move out for the search.” I ask Mike why they would need lawnmowers for such a search and his answer (which I cannot recall) seems to satisfy me (damn my illogical unconscious mind!).

Down the path in front of the Porch walks Kari, wearing a black winter overcoat and one of those puffy Soviet winter hats one always sees in Cold War-era movies, complete with a red star. I walk down to meet her as she nears the gate leading to the police station and she informs me that she has found exactly what we, and apparently the police, were looking for. It is a serial killer that she mentions by name, which I cannot recall but I think it sounded vaguely Latin.

As Kari informs me of her find, the police officer who was loading lawnmowers onto the trailer approaches, apparently having heard our brief conversation and congratulates Kari on her stupendous find; they will proceed to arrest the individual immediately. I congratulate Kari, but am slightly perturbed that she made the find and not I.

I awake and perform my RC.

Dream - Lucid - AP

I was in a computer lab at a library. My brother was doing an assignment for school. My mom was there too.

Then, I remember I was outside, at something like band camp. I borrowed some markers from my brother to write on this poster with. I was with some friends. My brother was on the other side of the parking lot we were in. I remember using an orange sharpie to write with. My brother came back for his markers, and he tried to take the orange sharpie, but that one was mine, and I wouldn't let him have it. He tried to pull it out of my hands, but I kept it.

Then, I was at a restaurant. It was nighttime. I was sitting across from the bar at a tall table by myself. My family was in the restaurant somewhere. My friend Bret showed up, and took out a bag of weed. He gave it to me, and I took a huge nug out of the bag. I wondered where we could even go smoke it, since I live with my parents again. Then, the restaurant manager, a short, stout woman with short, red hair and glasses, came up to us and politely asked us to leave. She didn't say why, but we knew I knew it was because of the weed. We got our things together and got in the car.

At some point during all of this, I realized I was dreaming, but I quickly forgot and continued on with the dream. -_-

~

I was at my house, sitting in my pajamas on my bed. I was on the computer, looking at this computer program that would insert videos of people into music video-type things, and make it look like you were singing a song. I was playing with it, when my mom yelled for me. I ignored her. She continued to get more and more angry.

I went downstairs, and she was at the kitchen table. She was trying to get me to take my cat to the vet, because I had said I was going to, but I kept ignoring her yells, and responded by telling her to hold on, and that I was busy. I felt so irritated, but I kept a calm front.

Then, I went back upstairs, and my brother was using the computer program. There was a video on it of Austin and I in a studio, me with a microphone in my hand and him beside me with headphones, and we were singing "Celebrate Good Times". I was wearing a dark turquiose shirt with silver things on the front of it. We were smiling and having a great time. I was trying to remember when exactly a moment like that happened when Austin and I were together, beceause what I was seeing had happened about 2-3 years ago, when Austin and I were still together.

My mom then came upstairs and calmly talked to me about my cat and the vet. I listened and told her I'd take her to the vet. She asked me about something else then, and I told her I hadn't done that yet. We were both trying not to get too irritated with one another.

Then, she left, and I was in the program on the computer. I was walking through a restaurant by the beach. There were many people in there eating. I knew it was in the past. In fact, it was my mom's past. I walked through the restaurant, and saw my mom sitting at a table with a black woman with very short hair. They were chatting away. For some reason, I thought they might be on a date (weird!). Behind them was a table of my mom's old friends. They were all sitting at a booth in a corner. They seemed like they were having a good time.

Then, someone asked if they all wanted to go sing on the beach, and they all agreed that they wanted to, but they wanted to do drugs first. I started walking towards the exit of the restaurant to get to the beach, and I saw one of my mom's female friends, who had long, black hair, take out some cocaine and form it into a line on the table. I thought that was odd, because she was in the middle of a restaurant.

I was then outside on the beach. It was a cloudy evening. The sand was damp beneath my feet, and some of it closer to the shore had a blue-green tint to it. I turned around, and many of my mom's friends were standing outside with me. One of them, a man, was smoking a cigar and sitting at a table right outside the restaurant. At first, I thought it was a blunt, but he said something about his weed getting blown off his balcony. His two front teeth were stained black and blue, they looked bruised and rotting. A man walked up next to him with a joint. I was going to ask him for a hit, but I decided not to. They were all overlooking the ocean.

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I was at Universal Studios with my family. My mom wanted to go see this show, and we had to wait for the next one to start. I decided I needed to use the restroom at this point, and went down a flight of stairs to get to the bathroom. I entered a stall, and sat on the toilet.

Then, a group of 4 or 5 girls came in. They were about my age, maybe a little younger. They all came into my stall, even though I was obviously using it. They started making fun of me and being mean to me, pushing me around and such. I didn't say much of anything, but I felt chewing gum in my mouth. I took it out and stuck it in one of the girls' hair. She didn't notice as I wound it up in there nice and tight. They all left, and as they were leaving the bathroom, I heard the girl scream as she discovered the gum.

I continued to sit on the toilet, and I saw a black tube that looked like a tube of hair product sitting on the toilet paper dispenser. I picked it up. The writing on it was in purple. I read it, and it was instructions on how the girls were going to get revenge on me for the gum. It said something about them getting one of the girls really drunk first. It also said they were going to attack me in the 2nd stall, or something like that. Thats as far as I read before I discovered my phone had gone off. It was a man I know in waking life, Mason. It was a picture of him, the way he looked before he cut his hair. The message said something about him cleaning up and thinking he looked much better with his hair cut.

The girls then came back in the bathroom. My things were scattered all over the stall. They came into the stall, and tried to take all my things. I gathered them up as I was trying to leave from under the door in the stall. The only item of mine they got was a light blue denim jacket. They threw it in a fire they had set in the corner of the stall. They almost set one of the other girls' purses on fire, but she stopped them in time. I remember one of the girls being black with short hair and a yellow hat.

I was then outside with my parents. They were talking to someone. We were sitting in a circle. The dream started to fade, and as it was doing so, I realized I was dreaming, but it was too late. I woke up.

This happened this morning. The first thing I recall is walking through a park with a young boy around 14, we were looking for a girl to hook him up with, The park looked like Central park in new york city, There was a path down the center of the park, to the right was a awesome screamo band performing with millions of kids sitting on the lawn, The mosh pit was crazy, to the left were park bathrooms, and I watched 2 kids I thought I knew walk in but I didn't really in real life, One of them was a midget or something, He looked like a 2 foot punk rocker clown, with him was a girl and she had a big smile on her face, They turned left into the bathroom and for some reason I felt they were avoiding me so, I just sat there waiting to see when they would come out, The girl with the smile came out of the bathroom and stood to the right of the girls bathroom with a big smile on her face staring right at me, suprisingly It wasn't creepy or anything, She was actually really pretty, I told the boy I was with to go and talk to her but instead for some reason he turns around, all of a sudden there were bleachers and the park looked a lot smaller, what I saw next was really wierd, The "girl" he walked up to I can't figure out the sex and it was a giant, but, the wierd part was only his head and his foot sat there hovering into the air, While the giant had almost the same smile the girl did on his face, The boy I was with decided to touched it's foot for some reason, and the giant jumped up and started chasing us, He was so slow it caught him But, At this point I knew I was in a dream and was determined to outrun this thing, I was so proud when I looked around and the park that once was wild with punk rock partiers,the bleachers and the bathroom was gone, the way it remained had beautiful green grass and a picket fence kinda remind me now of a cemetery. This was by far one of my wierder dreams.

There was a man and a group of women at my house. The man was older with shoulder length dirty blonde hair. The women were younger, maybe mid 20's. These women were doing sexual favors for the man. Soon they left. I was sitting on the floor with the man, wondering when it was going to be my turn. He suddenly asked me to spread my legs so he could check if I was tight enough. Then he did a somersault over me and said I was perfect. I thought I was on my period, so I checked to see if I had a tampon in, but I didn't.

28th March:
- Went to Sekolah Musik Amadeus
- Had orchestra practice in the waiting room
- Took the lift to the basement
- The lift seemed more “hotel-like” and fancy/grand
- When I reached the basement, the lift doors opened to reveal these bright fast-moving yellow lights.
- It was some sort of MRT station. Got on the MRT.
- Reached some sort of Winter-Wonderland
- Got pushed into the icy pool
- Dried off and walked into a cave
- The cave was the entrance path to the weightlifting room
- Saw Bendik doing a dance

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I walked up something like a wooden ramp or a wooden deck that was in front of some kind of run-down beach house or shack made of wood. I may have been in a line with people.

I was now in a classroom. The desks in the classroom seemed all crammed together. We were all preparing for some kind of test like the SATs. I looked up from my study material and saw JW, my old friend from high school, studying for the test.

I made some kind of weird comment in a weird voice that I thought would remind him of our high school days. JW recognized me, but he only ackowledged me briefly and reluctantly. I was a little hurt.

Some voice called from behind me. I turned around. Another friend of mine, who I didn't recognize, was trying to get my attention. This guy was from some more recent time in my life. He may have been overweight, with tan skin, black hair in a ponytail, a goatee, and glasses. I was kind of put out that JW wouldn't talk to me, while this guy would.

Now the test was about to begin. The teacher was doing something. I made some kind of immature joke. The class' and teacher's attention were drawn to me. The teacher may have asked me something. I may have responded with a dumb answer that was a smart alecky way of saying I didn't know anything.

The teacher said, "What a disappointment. I thought you were one of the bright ones. I was looking for someone to give a presentation on how to take this test. I thought it was going to be you. But I guess not, now."

Apparently, we all had to go somewhere else to take the test. We were all walking through some area.

Later, I think I had decided not to take the test after all. I was somewhere that was half outside and half inside. I stood on some barren soil. A pit as long as my body and a few feet deep was dug into the soil. I sat down into the pit. I began pulling the dirt down onto myself.

I buried my legs pretty quickly. I started to wonder if I would suffocate if I managed to pull dirt all over my body, which was, I think, my objective. I may have gotten afraid. I may have pulled myself up out of the pit. As I looked down at the soil, the soil may have seemed disgusting to me, like it was feces.

Dream #2

I was in a high school, walking down the steps of a stairwell. A white kid kind of dressed like a gangster came up the steps and punched me in the face. I dropped my books. The kid kept attacking me, but I tried to ignore him. I picked up my books and walked the rest of the way down the stairs.

I got around a corner, into some place like a classroom. For some reason I looked back out around the corner, into the stairwell. The kid punched me in the face again!

Dream #3

I was in my bedroom. A strange, white animal was crawling across the floor. It was moving somewhat quickly. I thought it might be a mouse. But it had such a strange look, like a slug.

I was interested in the animal, but I didn't want it in my house. It seemed to be heading out the door of its own accord. I watched it as it approached the door. But just before it got to the door it turned back around.

I now got on the floor and tried to scare the animal away. But I only seemed to make it curious about me. It came closer, so I figured I might as well try to learn what kind of animal it was. It turned out to be very much like a white mouse with grey ears. But something about it still looked not quite right. I wondered if I actually wasn't looking at a baby rat.

//Well I didn't recall any dreams when I first woke up, but since it was Sunday I just went back to sleep and ended up getting a few random dreams (as opposed to nonrandom ones ).

Fragment 1:

IN THIRD PERSON. I am driving on the highway at night with some passenger. I can't remember who it was but I can remember that it was a guy because of the voice. While driving, I claim that I don't like exits (meaning exits from the freeway). In a laid-back, cool-guy voice, my passenger responds, "Why not? They let you know when you've arrived." And as if to emphasize this point, the car immediately takes an exit and stops abruptly (it was a very short exit ramp). I wake up.

Fragment 2:

I am flying on a magic carpet with someone that keeps changing into the Pokemon - Snubble (pic below). We are flying over a perfectly straight river that has a width about twice that of the carpet (so it's pretty skinny). The landscape is made up of many thin, brown mountains with rounded tops (like the ones in DBZ, pic also below). The river goes straight up (no mountain or anything, just on it's own) and then straight down. Our carpet remains parallel to the river the whole time so it feels like a roller coaster as we round the highest point and shoot down. I wake up.



Snubble. I've been playing Soul Silver recently so that might be why he showed up



The mountains were shaped like these, but brown and barren. Also the river in this shot is not like with perfectly straight one in the dream


Fragment 3:

Me and my senior soc. class are at the beach. Our teacher - Mr. S - says he will offer his wheelchair/pool chair (it changed between the two) to one student a day. I hold some contempt for this teacher and his proposal seemed ridiculous so I said, "Why the hell would we want to do that?" Then I woke up.

Dream (instead of a fragment just because it was longer and more happened):

Me and a ton of people I know from school are in the Japanese room. We are helping Ms. Sh carry food into the computer science lab. Everyone is talking about the soccer game at 5:30. Ms. Sh made multicolored M&M cookies and I am fighting with BBo about who gets all the cookies. (I should mention that every Friday my comp sci class gets donuts, and before every away soccer game the team gets food. So the food in this dream likely has something to do with one of those). Then KA and KS say that they want burgers and fries next Friday, but I say that the tradition is for only the comp sci kids to get food on Fridays. BCh is wearing his football jersey and he says that we all need to change into our soccer gear for the game. Then I woke up.

Don't remember much of this one, as it was 3 days or so ago. What I've got is vague.
Also note that I'm a bit scared of elevators so I can consider this a mild nightmare.

I was in an elevator that ran along the outsides of this high-rise building. The elevator was stainless steel and glass (Think giant glass box or Charlie and the Chocolate Factory). It was pretty sunny out, and there was a man with me in the elevator. I'm sure there were others, I just remember the man best because of his facial expression.
All of a sudden the elevator was near the ground and there was a tsunami type wave. However, the water was clear. It continuously rose and you could see cars and plants under the water through the glass. The water began to leak in through the doors and my Toms shoes got wet. The water was cold and slightly sticky. As it rose inch by inch up the glass walls of the elevator, the man behind me was silent. He wore glasses and had a look of hopelessness.

That's all I remember.