non-lucid

Presleep: I attended Percy's MILD-1 course. The class was an intro class. Since it was an intro, he talked about everything we would be learning in the coarse. This surged my mind with thoughts of Lucid Dreaming, i was very excited to sleep. I drank a glass of apple juice before i went to bed(I try to do this every night) while thinking about how i was going to fall asleep. Going over it in my head the step by step process. I got into bed and waited for my body to warm up; i sleep in my boxers and its cold now a days in the great white north. After i was comfortably warm, i went through my relaxation process. This only took me about 5 minutes; i was burning out from using Mary Jane . I concentrated on my breathing while repeating "My dream characters will tell me i'm dreaming and remind me to reality check. I will also find my dream guide". Initially I actively tried to visualize this happening, i got lost in this dream and woke up about 30 seconds later from me physically moving according to my dream. I tried to continue the chant while i fall asleep, I think my thoughts got lost before i fell asleep.

Dream 1: Parkour (Semi Lucid) I was in a large room(large for a house). The room had a jungle gym(it much resembled the one i used through grades 1-3) in the middle, then chairs and beds around the perimeter. There were many Dream Characters in the room, i guess around 15. I felt as if it was a gym class and we were doing Parkour (or Free Running). Most of the class was doing basic things, essentially they were just climbing the jungle gym with technique. There was a teacher instructing individuals how to do certain things, though no one really moved much. I exploded in excitement. Immediately i started running around doing some warm ups. I was very impressed at myself for being to do very difficult things easily (this made me aware i was dreaming, but not completely clue in). I continued to "play" around in my dream until i spotted a very pretty girl on the jungle gym structure. She was doing a cat on the outside of the bridge section. This was a very tough place to get and i could tell she spent the entire time getting there. I scoped out the area and found a path to get me there. I ran up a pole using my hands to pull me up at the same time and preformed a 360 vertical cat (This is more or less physically impossible). I was now beside her, shot her a smile and continued on free running. I could now hear her talk to the teacher and ask how i did that. The teacher explained that i was a bit more advanced but if i did another example, the teacher could explain it to her. Sure enough i did; a basic wall run to cat this time, one that i can actually do. I explained in detail the simplicity of the move and did it one last time. That was the last time i saw her. I started to get tired at this point and decided to walk around and help my fellow classmates. Everyone seemed to have quit and was in a very depressing mood. I very clearly remember seeing a female friend (cannot remember who) look like she was about to cry while her head was down and body leaning against a pole. A very sad image. Seeing all of this made me start to become sad, so sure enough i continue to free run. I do a series of continuous moves and land in a spinning computer chair beside a bed. As i catch my breath, a person in the bed turns over. Its my friend T.V. (not the television) and she looks at me and smiles, we stare into each others eyes for a few moments and i wonder what she is thinking. It feels like time is up and she rolls over, back to me. I jump off the chair to continue free running and i wake up. Upon waking up, my feelings towards the dream were: Fun, Extreme, and a little confused to why everyone seemed so depressed. Not to mention i cussed at myself for not becoming lucid. I wrote down key aspects to the dream then tried to fall back asleep

Dream 2: Unknown Conversation (Frag) I don't have anything written in my DJ about this, i believe it was a false awakening. I just remember having some conversation with my mother during my dreams, since it doesn't make sense in my other dreams and i remember the first and last dream i had, this fits here.

Dream 3:Paintball Wars(Semi Lucid) Another dream about one of my favourite hobbies. Paintball this time. I like to start by saying this was an extremely well detailed and realistic dream, standing out compared to most of my other dreams, i believe this is because i was unintentionally doing WBTB. I'm with my team, i feel like our team is around 10 people total, but i only ever see and talk to 2 others. The game starts, i sprint towards the enemy base. The map we are playing on is huge; consisting of a field probably about 3 acres and a huge forest. Our base started at the end of the forest. Theirs was on the other side of the forest and a bit out. I finally get to the end of the forest, about to break out into the plain. I double check all my gear, this is the first time i actually notice my paintball gun and equipment. Sadly, guns are one of my dreamsigns and i didn't clue in. Somehow my 2 team mates are beside me getting their gear ready. How did they keep up? Didn't matter, time to advance. Its pitch black outside now. I stealth to my tactical point, behind a tank. Im about 80 feet away from my targets. It seems the enemy is just wandering around their base, there is cover, but not enough for what they are doing. I peek out and fire rounds, nothing. They notice me now. Uh oh. Hundreds of paintballs fire at me, i keep cover. The pelting stops, they must be reloading. I jump out Rambo style and spray my paintballs everywhere. A couple connect, but they are about to fire. I turn around and run as fast as i can. I realize im running away in a straight line, i start zig zagging. Nothing hits me. Im back to the forest now, my 2 teammates are still there. Its time to reload. I notice my team mates have pod packs. I reach for mine; its not there. Shit. I ask my teammates if i can "borrow some paints". I get mean looks from both of them. I continue to explain that i forgot my pod pack outside and i would reimburse them with money or more paints. Finally one of them hands me a pod of paints. It seems oddly small, but it held the right amount of paintballs. I pour the paintballs into my hopper, the balls are half orange and half brown; a terrible paintball colour. Along with the ugly colour, some of the paintballs were broken, but instead of paint dripping from them, they spilled a dark orange powder. As odd as this was, i was only upset that i had to shake powder out of my hopper. Time to shoot some people! All 3 of us advance this time, each taking cover in different places, but close enough we can talk. The enemy is more aware this time and are also in battle positions. A long epic paintball battle happened for the next 10 minutes. I shot about half of them and my teammates eliminated the other half; though they never actually shot a paintball. One of my teammates got eliminated; he donated the rest of his paintballs to me . Victory was ours; or so it seemed. At this point im not sure if it is a continuation of the dream, a new dream, or maybe i went through a worm hole. The environment seemed to completely change. From a war torn field at midnight, to a completely bare land during midday. All i know is that my teammate was still with me, we had paintball guns, and the next enemy was the boss of the paintball war. A knight in full iron armour, riding a white horse and carrying a lance emerged. We pelted him with paintballs, he didn't budge. Fear struck us now. Realizing we were in an completely open field, we ran to the nearest structure. We found a fence. The fence was a perfect square with each side around 20 yards long and a height taller than me. We ran around the edge, buying time, but the knight slowly caught up. I waited until we rounded the next corner and stopped. I grabbed my teammate and told him to follow my lead. My plan was to run the other direction as the knight rounded the corner, as he would assumed i was still running. The only problem was timing; how did i know when he was coming? My perspective changed to third person, so i could see above the fence and see the knight, but he could not see me. 3..2..1.. GOOO! My perspective went back to first person as the knight rounded the corner and we slipped passed him and continued to run. It took the knight a while to turn around. We continued this tactic 2 or 3 more times until the knight stopped. He just stood there. My teammate and i ran up to attack him, this time our weapons were extremely long, indestructible toothpicks; around 4 feet long. My teammate stood too close and couldn't understand how to use it. I stood back and thrusted the toothpick at the horses neck, it deflected, but i felt like it worked. I continue'd this 3 or 4 more times, the last time the toothpick pierced the horse. As soon as this happened the knight throw the towel. We had defeated him. He approached my teammate and handed him a pod with paintballs, we knew it contained 1500 paintballs (thats about 40$ worth). The dream ended with me telling my teammate that he can keep them all as long as i didn't owe him paint, he agreed.

Post Sleep: After waking from the previous dream, i noticed it was just under 2 hours before i had to wake up. I figured i should try a WBTB WILD. I got on my computer and read Lucid Dreaming Tutorials for around 20 minutes then headed back to bed. I couldn't fall back asleep . Too many distractions. Overall i feel awesome about my recall and my dreams were amazingly fun. Im just a little sad that i didn't become lucid. Maybe tonight

1/20/11 - When in Rome

Dream Non-dream Lucid

I was in a really big room with everyone from my MILD class. I was talking to a couple of the guys, and one of them said, "When in Rome, do as the Romans do." I think he was on rollerblades.

13.10.2010

Fly on Entropia Universe... (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I am lied on a bed. The scenery looks like Entropia Universe (online game). I ask my dad to kill a fly that's annoying me, while i sleep. After a while i wake up and ineed there is a fly flying over my head...

I remember walking through a door into a well lit classroom.I looked to my right towards the front and the slender teacher is looking at me. She recognizes me just as I remember her. I get a flashback of the last time I was in her class. I was sitting all the way in the front of the room.. I was so cheerful and quite proud to have known all the answers. Things are different now, I was different now. I looked away from her and choose the furthest empty table. I wanted to be alone. I remember writing.. no carving a date onto a paper... "1/25" or maybe it was "11/2"... I can't remember that too well. It wasn't too long afterwards that I heard her saying me seat choice was going to be a problem. I immediately thought I had taken someone else's seat and was thus more willing to move. I got up and was walking towards the middle of the room... I saw Ernest to my right, but he was far too close to her... I spotted Alex to my left. I said "what's up" as I sat next to him. Both Alex and Ernest went to elementary with me.. they changed so much by the time I saw them in high school.. they'd become thugs.. products of the hood I was raised in. They seemed different now.. they looked the same but didn't seem as angry as I did. Alex was talking to me about a way to make money... he knew someone apparently.. I didn't like the sound of it... I was so suspicious, so paranoid.

I'm at my sister's house, who lives in a different state, and I'm just sitting there wondering how I got there. We talk for a bit and she explains that I came down to visit, so I accept the idea, totally oblivious and non lucid.

While she's talking I close my eyes for a moment and I start to hear music, beautiful music that I've never heard of before. I start to wonder... "Where is this sound coming from?" The longer I kept my eyes closed the further my sister's voice would become like she was fading away as the music got louder. I try to figure out how this is happening and the only thing I can come up with is "Oh I must be stoned." So oblivious to the dream signs again, I accept the idea that I'm hearing music because I'm stoned. Then as I accepted that I began to feel very very high, in fact other dreams I've had where I was high the feeling was never quite like a real life cannabis high, it always felt fake or wrong. This was totally accurate though, I was totally convinced that I was stoned and creating original music from the depths of my mind with the help of some green. (I guess I was partially right)

As I give in I feel this total sense of euphoria as the music completely engulfs me. All I can remember is how beautiful it sounded. But I remember, oh wait I'm in a conversation, I'm so rude! So I begin to open my eyes and I'm somewhere new! I'm in my dad's drive way, how odd. I'm laying down too... with blankets and a pillow, right on top of the asphalt.

Quickly none of that matters though, maybe if I stayed on that thought and tried to figure out all these odd occurrences I could've become lucid, but I was just too distracted by the beauty that took over my vision. I'm staring up at the sky as I lay down on the asphalt and I see a tree above me and in between the patches of leaves there's streams of sunlight coming down. Although I wasn't lucid, the vividness was on par of my lucid dreams. The sunlight streaming down was just so beautiful and when I stared at it long enough the holes between the patches of leaves became amazing blooming indigo, fuschia, orchid, turquoise, burnt orange and crimson flowers. I was totally stunned by the intricacy of it all that I didn't notice the music had stopped.

Suddenly I see the sun setting rapidly and the shadows began to chase down all the light. I get up quickly to retreat to my father's home down the drive way. I pick up my blanket and pillow and almost sprint down, for some reason there's a sense of terror because the darkness is coming on way too fast. Before I can get to the house though, I see a strange thing floating in the sky, it looks like plastic bags or something. I stop wondering what I'm looking at, when I start to see a plane flying some 100 feet above the fence near my father's house. I panic at how close to the ground it is and I know it's going to crash soon. Will it hit me? Will the explosion be close? I watch it fly over me and across the street as it crashes immediately into a neighbors house. I try to run wondering when or if the impact or force of the explosion will hit me, but it never does. I look back and there's nearly no debris, but I see the family coming out of their rooms to find a giant plane in their house with little fire.

My father and brother come out and I explain what happened, but they're very nonchalant about the whole thing and invite me inside. As I look back on the wreckage one more time I try to decipher why all these strange events were happening and before I had the chance to become lucid, my alarm goes off.

Fragment 1

A strange dream about people just sitting in their highchair like things, facing me, touching their index fingers together like my 9 month old does.
Something falls down from a tray in front of one of them... Is that my son?

Fragment 2

A woman trying to park her car in a steep parkade. It's a tiny parkade, very tightly parked cars. She pulls in too close to the wall on the right side and pushes back (and squishes) her side mirror

Yet Another Wedding

Now I'm shopping for wedding dresses. I don't know what possesses me to try on the one with banana print, I think it's cheap and I have a feeling I am on a really tight budget. I'm horrified at how ugly it is, and how ugly it looks on me. I am even more horrified and upset when I get something on it! I try to get it off, but when I scratch the stain with my nail it turns darker. Panic!

I'm in a taxi and going to a club with a friend and her boyfriend. We're talking. When we arrive he goes up to get drinks from the bar during our conversation about going out. He says as he's walking away from us that when he's upset or angry with his girlfriend, he goes out to the club. He smiles as he stops for a second and says "When I'm upset you know I'm not so Bo-Bo". Then he continues to the bar for the drinks. I know what he means by the statement. Bo-Bo is his name (but not as in the clown), and he means when he's angry or upset he turns into a bit of a sleaze bag, but usually he's a nice guy. I notice his girlfriend has no expression concerning this statement.

He and I are talking. He is slow dancing with his girlfriend in front of me while I sit on a couch. I tell him I go out when I'm upset too, but that it doesn't matter, I don't get into trouble because I'm so average looking. He asks me something which I don't really remember, then makes a comment, something like "Your boyfriend loves you for who you are, which is not average. If wanted or lusted after rake thin girls, he could go f**k something with sharp edges, like a book." - He gave two other examples of things with sharp edges but I can't remember them.

Fragment 3

Random flash of a some guy - sales guy or bartender? He has a tattoo on his neck, it's a year.. 1100 something. I tell him it's a funny that my son was born that year too.

Side notes:
I think that the Mugwort is helping me remember my dreams. Glad I ordered more of it.
Perhaps one of my dream signs is Weddings, that's two this week. I'm not getting married nor engaged so it's not like it's on my mind.
I think one other dream sign may be Bars or Clubs. I have had a few set in a Bar/Club now.

The details are very foggy but the main part of the dream was pretty alarming. It begins with a woman, who I'm not familiar with, and she's speaking to me and a friend about something totally normal and boring. She vaguely changes the subject to a story, but the way it unfolded in the dream was a bit odd. I didn't hear her say any words but I knew she was telling the story, I suppose through pictures and ideas.

I see her waking up in the middle of the night in her bed. She flips over and notices her baby isn't in the bed next to her, there was never mention of a baby and I didn't see one, but somehow I knew that's what was happening in the story. She looks frantically on the bed in search for it when suddenly a very bright light emits from the ceiling and she looks up screaming but I couldn't hear anything, there was just this great sense of terror and I knew she was being abducted.

Just like that I wake up from the dream. With a very odd sense... like I hadn't just woken up, like I was already awake the whole time? I wasn't the slightest bit sleepy, I felt very alert. So I reach over for my phone to use the recorder on it to take note of my dream and oddly the time was 3:33am. Weird.

I dreamt that I was at an airport. We (myself and a pilot/professor and some other unidentified charecters) were outside and rushing through a parking lot to get to our flight. We were pushing this tall scissor lift contraption with our luggage on top (about 12 feet or so above the ground). One suitcase kept falling off. As we were about to walk through an outdoor gate/security checkpoint, I reached for my passport to be able to walk through the gate, and was suddenly awakened by my alarm clock.

I am in my high school's band room. It is a night-time practice during marching
season but we are inside working on music. For some reason I do not have my
saxophone. Instead of just sitting there doing nothing, I am helping the pit. Jill
is having trouble so I go over to help her and I look at the keys on the marimba.
From a distance, it looks completely joined and glassy. At a closer view, however,
the keys are obviously separated, as they should be, but there is no progression
in size. The size of the keys are all random and non-sequential. They should
gradually become smaller, the closer to the right side of the instrument they
come. This is not the case. The marimba should not even play correctly. Somehow,
it does. I go and check the other marimbas across the room and notice that the
letter names for the notes are etched into the keys. I find octave C's, play them,
and show Jill. She gets the orientation and begins working on the music. All the
while, the rest of the band is playing the show. Then my crush comes over to help
Jill with the music. I hug her and the dream ends.

Note: My dreaming has been non-existent lately, or at least my recall has been. I'm not sure why I've been having so much trouble remembering dreams, but there are many nights where I don't remember a single dream. Due to my lack of recall, I am taking a bit of a break from trying to dream share with Dakotahnok, since meeting someone for the first time is often a difficulty in itself, and I just want to remember dreams. I do have minor plans, of meeting Nomad and giving him a healing back massage, of hanging out with him for a bit in his serial RPG world as one of the vendors… but nothing major except to remember something.

Body and Mind
I am on the moon, in the area near the koi pond, though I am not lucid and I don't realize where I am. I look around and see Nomad there, I know that his presence should be telling me something, but for some reason my mind can't make the connection between Nomad and dreaming. So I continue to be non-lucid, and Nomad mentions something about me promising him a massage. I don't remember making that promise, but I have no problem with doing that, so I say sure, but let's go somewhere that he can lie down comfortably. We go over to the grassy area of the healing glen, he lies down, and I give him a back massage, focusing healing energy into it. We are talking about nothing in particular, he mentions that his dreams are fusing with his waking life, he says for example this seems like a dream right now. I agree that this is dreamlike, but I still don't do a RC. After the massage, Nomad says it's my turn, I tell him it's not necessary, but he says he agreed to it, so lie down. I lie down, and he rubs my back, and the place really does feel like a dream. The massage is so relaxing that I fall asleep in the dream and wake IWL.

100% Off Sale: It's All Free!
I am with Nomad again, this time we are at a market stall like one might find at the swap meet, it is one of the larger ones, though, and there are people all around. There is a display of fruit that seem to be sparkling slightly, I look at the fruits and wonder what they are. The price tag on them says "100% Off, Today Only!" I pick up a fruit and take a bite of it, it is sweet and juicy… I like it a lot. I think if I can take a bunch of these home, I won't have any problems making myself eat fruits more often. Now to find a vegetable I like just as well… I look at the vegetable display, these are also free. I try a couple of them, and while they aren't as good as the fruit, there are definitely some I could get used to eating. Nomad comes over to me and tells me to not eat all the inventory, I look at the fruits and vegetables in my hands, but I can tell he's just joking around. There are other displays there, with a variety of chocolate treats on them, I wonder how many Weight Watchers points those would cost me… though I should be able to afford to eat something since I have eaten mostly fruits and vegetables. So I start eating other things. Yummy things. Chocolates, cakes, tortilla chips dipped in spicy cheese sauce… washing it down with soda… there goes my diet… While I am eating, a young man asks where he can find some magical fruit. I point to the beans with a giggle, he says not that, the real magical fruit. Since it's the closest thing to magical I have seen, I direct him to the sparkling fruit. He goes over to take one, I eat for a bit longer, then I wake.

The Sound of Music
I am in the mall, though it isn't a mall I am familiar with at all, and I am walking around past the stores looking for anything that might be interesting. Most of the places are just clothing, which while some women might be really into, I'm not… I spot a couple of computer stores, but oddly enough, they're closed. I see a music shop that specializes in keyboards… organs, pianos, synthesizers… I go inside and start playing around on some of them. An employee comes over and asks if I realize I am playing around on a $10,000 piece of equipment that is extremely fine tuned and any disturbance could put it out of tune, any disturbance such as me pounding on the keys. I am not actually pounding on the keys, so I say any instrument that goes out of tune that easily is certainly not worth $10,000. He says only a musical ignoramus would say something like that. Another man comes over and asks the first man how many times he has warned him not to point out and make fun of the ignorance of customers… The rude man tries to answer, but the second man, who I get the idea is the owner, says the run man should go set himself on fire for 5 seconds as punishment. The rude man slinks from the room, I wonder if he really will set himself on fire. The owner asks what I am looking for, I tell him I am looking for a synthesizer that looks and sounds enough like a real piano to convince anyone that I am playing a real piano. The owner looks at me oddly, even I don't know why I asked for what I asked for, then he says to follow him and leads me to a room filled with pianos before I wake.

The Aftermath of Doom
I am on my way to school, though things aren't exactly as I expect them to be. There are much fewer people there at the school when I arrive, though I don't notice that it isn't ITT Tech… and then there's the fact I have graduated from ITT Tech already. While there aren't many people around, there are lots of things lying around, discarded for some reason. I look at the objects on the ground. Many of them are along the side of the sidewalk, I see discarded iPods, discarded Nintendo DS systems, discarded PSPs… I pick up a couple of those things and look at them, no one is around, so I start collecting stuff that has been carelessly discarded. If they didn't care enough to keep their stuff with them… I also see purses lying around with no owner. I know I am being nosy, but I open the purses and look in the wallets for identification. Many of them have ID, many don't, so I hang on to a couple with ID and I leave the ones without ID, except I take any cash out of the wallet before leaving those purses behind. Money… iPods… game systems… this is my lucky day! But why is all this stuff lying out there? I wonder if maybe these people are coming back soon, and will be upset when their stuff is gone. The problem is I can't remember where I got what well enough to put it back, so I keep it. I go into the school and find a couple other people there, they look terrified of something. They are discussing the disappearances. I hear them pondering theories including the biblical rapture, alien abduction, a flesh eating virus, demonic attack… A third person says he saw it all, they were all just torn apart by an unseen force. The others don't believe him, saying if that was true, he would also be dead…

Just recently recalled a very small chunk of a dream I had. For some reason I was "watching a movie" about this really annoying kid that raised a worm that grew into a huge pet about 10 or so feet tall, and over 100 feet long. Something about him riding the worm, then getting smacked by a tree and falling off as the worm escaped or something. Very vague, just came back to me late in the day.

Terminator RPG
I'm in a game world. I am with my roommate Hugh. We are an RPG party. We are in a dark underground dungeon. We constantly fight enemies and descend down stairs. Each floor looks about the same as the last. I am a fighter, maybe a dwarf. I have over 400 hit points and I do most of the fighting. Hugh is a very weak class. He has 2/4 hit points. He is a pixie? He does the looting and inventory management. The enemies are all skeleton mages. They have red eyes like a terminator, but they aren't metal, just bone. I think of Terminator and expect that the later enemies will be metal and much harder. After a while, I do some of the looting. The skeleton mages have items like "Terminator tool" and "Terminator ring". I ask Hugh if I should these are worth taking or if I should just leave them.

I was in a town with a bunch of ghosts. I was fighting them with a sword or something
and a couple hits would kill them. But if they hit me once, they go this red word over
their head, I forget what the term was, but basically it meant if I killed them they would
just come back and keep attacking me until I died. There was a sort of revolutionary war
general who was explaining everything to me. So I was walking through the town
and fighting a ghost. After the first couple, I did die and re-spawned. This went on for
a while then snapped to my house and then back to the town again. I think there was
a time it had come to my old house in New Jersey briefly. So I was in the town again and
for no reason, the ghosts stopped. The general told me to follow him so we went down
into a stony kind of short tunnel, and up the stairs was a massive courtyard.The general
pulled me back and said wait, we can't go up there. I had seen why. There were these
18th century police men patrolling the area. The general told me we need to get to the
fortress and through that courtyard is the only way. For some reason I had the 13 brush
powers from Okami, so I told the general, "I can use the veil of mist". He seemed to just
light up. he said "That's brilliant!". So I went up to the courtyard and drew two horizontal
lines in the air. Everything slowed down and there was a purple mist everywhere with the
little timer thing that shows up in Okami to count down how long the mist will last. Every
time it got down to 1, I drew the lines again. All the while running across the courtyard.
I noticed there was a woman running as fast as me when I was almost there and I was
confused. Maybe I was doing it wrong, but she didn't notice me so I continued on. I came
to a stone reservoir and turned down the steps into a small entryway. I met some of the
other resistance leaders who welcomed me and I went in. It was a small room with a
little wooden desk by a barred window on the right. Then the dream ended.

I was playing BZFlag and I was on a server where hacking is not only permitted but
encouraged. So it was like bzflag hack wars. I remembered I'd done that before. I
had hacked an admin password once and locked out every admin from the server
and set once of the graphics settings ridiculously high so that whenever someone
entered the server it would freeze their computer. So I did so. This one kid thought
he was the shit and was being quite obnoxious about it. He tried to ban me from the
server but he was I had anti-ban, something he would have known if he knew anything
about this. So, I deleveled him down to nothing and put a perminant ban on his id.
Thats about where the dream ended and I woke up.

I then went back to sleep - 2011-01-18.2 | NONLUCID

NON LUCID- YOU SON OF A . . .
Mom left for some reason, and there was a roach in my room. When a roach's presence is known to me, I am frozen and freak out. "What do I do, what do I do!" I asked in panic. My grandma (Mana) got frusterated and said, "Just get out here, I'll take care of it. Move!" So, I ran away observing the roach. I refused to go to the garage because of it. I was angry about how God broke his promise to me about never letting a roach come near me. When the roach came by, Mana yelled "You son of a b***ch!" Vividness: 4/5
NON LUCID- LAUGH MATH
I was in parenting class minding my own buissiness when Mrs. Smith called me to her desk (right behind me) and asked about my math class, because it somehow had to do with my midterms. I told her I'd be done with the midterm today, and Lauren said, "Yeah, but she has to take that class again when she is done with it." Number one, she isn't in my math class, and number two, this didn't have to do with me failing, she thought I had to take it again because I need to be in intensive math. Nothing like real life. "Oh," Mrs Smith said as I sat down. Frantaisia (the girl who laughs alot but is always nice to me) laughed at lauren's math comment, because they were making fun of me for being dumb. (I am not dumb, I am in honors classes not less than a B in each.) I just act awkward around Lauren, because she dated my brother and she makes me insecure. Vividness: 3.5/5
NON LUCID- EMINEM SONG
Someone else had to come up with a song for Eminem. It had to be about why he misses being with Mariah Carey. He sang an okay song for Eminem, and I told him, "Why don't you mention Slim Shady in it? It always makes your songs a hit." So, he did and it was. Mariah got black hair in the middle, the image just popped up for no reason. Vividness: 2/5