non-lucid

Sidenote: I decided against polyphasic sleeping. I woke up on time (at 3:30am) and stayed up for an hour but I was so tired and I thought of how exhausted I would be for weeks as I was transitioning and I decided it wasn't worth it. I am going to continue waking up in the night (though about an hour later) as a WBTB.

Dream 1: Pre-Three Thirty
I was with my friend Jacob (who seems to be in all of my dreams right now). We were eating vanilla ice cream that looked kind of lumpy and homemade (like the kind we made in chemistry class with liquid nitrogen). I remember saying something along the lines of "more food?" or "I'm so full but I'll eat this anyways" and I kind of remember seeing a ton of plates of food in front of me. We were sitting at a table in the middle of a square in a European looking city. We were watching the area as if we had been placed in a movie or a book and were watching some story take place, though I can't remember anything happening in front of us and I don't think anything was happening. I also remember Jacob saying "well it's up to you" as if we were deciding what we would do.

Dream 2: Post-Three Thirty
I was in some kind of room with people from my school. My friends Cora and Davida were sitting with me. One of them was sitting on a chair like this, the other was sitting on one of the arms, and I was sitting on the other arm. We were talking and decided to go outside. We were in a square similar to the one I was sitting in with Jacob but instead of being a flat square it had a round "pyramid" (like a round staircase up to a platform). We went back to the room and we were talking to this boy Adam. We went back outside and Adam's ex-girlfriend Hazel was sitting at the top of the stairs. Then we were looking online at some kind of message board about NaNoWriMo winners/losers (Cora and I both attempted NaNoWriMo which ended at midnight and lost).

I dream I am in a random house. It may of been a small building. I wasn't to sure when I recalled the dream. I go upstairs and look out the window.

I see that beautiful red sky you usually see in dreams. It was amazing. I come downstairs. On my way down the stairs, I see a woman. She's a bit chubby, middle-aged, and had black hair.

She randomly walks by and goes up to the room I just left. I see my Dad. I freak out. I'm screaming in joy. I see he has a box
with a wireless card in it. I need one for my computer to connect to our network. I'm thanking him and thanking him.

I return upstairs and set it down. Then, joy turns hate. I hear a song on the radio. It's
downstairs, but it's pretty loud. I reconize the chords. A, D, C, A. Then the chorus. D, G, A, A. Then, I hear the lyrics too. Then the solo. I reconize the drums too.

The chords, the solo, the drums, the lyrics...they add up to be a perfect match of MY song! Those f***ers stole my own original song!!! I am now p***ed off. Then, the dream begins to fade until I awake.

Note: Tonight I had plans to meet up with MoSh to place a connection between his inner world to the Hogwarts we have been visiting, but then he told me that someone has been screwing with Asuka's memory and she doesn't even remember him. So the first plan became to restore Asuka's memory. I also had plans to meet up with Kaomea to raise a bit of chaos in a different Hogwarts, specifically one where Professor Umbridge (5th year Defense Against the Dark Arts Instructor) deserves to be the object of some amusement. More specifically, never can these two dreams meet! Unfortunately, I once again have only fragmented memories.

The Memory Remains
I am with MoSh in a strange town, I have no idea where we are, and I am not lucid. MoSh and I are looking for a new age store where he says he will be able to find Asuka, he says I will have to help her remember him. I am wondering how I am supposed to help Asuka remember him if he can't do that himself. We are heading toward the store, MoSh seems to know where he is going, but we reach a spot where there is a barricade and a cop is not letting anyone down the street we need to take. And they are clearly taking this very seriously, there is a large barrier that is about ten feet tall at least and it is topped with razor wire… um… they are taking this way too seriously. MoSh and I take a different street to go around the barricaded area and get to the new age store that way. Now there don't seem to be any streets heading in our direction at all, and the street we are on is curving in the wrong direction. MoSh points out an alley and we go down that, determined to reach the store. There are dogs there now, about seven big dogs that look like Rottweilers, and they are all blocking the alley and snarling menacingly. I go over to a fire escape and jump to reach the ladder, pulling it down. Now MoSh and I are able to use the fire escapes to get past the dogs. We continue using the fire escapes until we finally reach a store called New Life, MoSh says that is where Asuka is working. The fire escape ends on the roof of the place, which seems a bit odd, but we are able to get inside through a trap door. Inside, Asuka doesn't seem to think this is strange at all, and she greets us by asking what she can help with. I tell her I think MoSh is looking for a bit of quality time with her, adding a wink. She looks at me strangely, as if she has no idea what I am talking about… MoSh says I had said I have a song to restore memories, maybe I should try that. I look in my pocket and find I have my iPod, so I take it out and play the song "The Memory Remains" by Metallica while focusing on restoring her memories. The song plays through, and it looks like there is a flicker of recognition in Asuka's eyes.

Haunted Dungeons
I am at Hogwarts, and this time I am spontaneously lucid, or maybe I just don't recall the time when I became lucid. But at the point where my memories start I am with Kaomea, Fred, and George in some dark corner of the dungeons at Hogwarts. We are all talking about making fools out of Umbridge, Snape, Ubridge, some of the Slytherins, Umbridge… oh, and Umbridge! It is unanimous that every there hates Umbridge beyond all others. Something comes into my mind, I am thinking Kaomea and I can use form shifting to make Umbridge look really retarded, and the effect will last even after we are gone. The situation will be set then for Fred and George to have whatever fun they can get out of it, make a plan? They say they will improvise, that is what they do best. So we start off by sending a fake message from Snape that says he needs to meet with Umbridge immediately. Kaomea and I turn into cats… she turns into Hermione's cat, Crookshanks, I turn into Mrs. Norris. Umbridge comes down into the dungeon shortly later. I, as Mrs. Norris, go over and wind around her legs, which results in her kicking me. I hiss at her. That doesn't fit with all her plates and pictures of cats in her office… but it is also not unexpected. I flip back to my feet, arch my back, and I hiss loudly. Umbridge tells me to shut up, so I start mutating. From the form of a cute little kitty cat I start growing, there are bony spines protruding from my back, and my hissing becomes more malevolent… Before long Umbridge is staring, stunned and terrified, at a face that looks something like this.

She stumbles backwards a couple of feet, then trips and falls on her ass before letting out a horrible sounding scream of pure terror. I hear someone behind me, so I quickly transform back to Mrs. Norris and jump on Umbridge's chest and start purring. Snape enters the hall and sees Umbridge on the floor, cowering, pointing at me and saying to get it away from her, please get it away from her, it's a monster… Snape picks me up by the scruff of the neck and looks at me, he states the obvious, "It's… a… kitty… cat…" in his usual mocking tone. He puts me down and looks at Umbridge with disgust. Umbridge is going on about how I had been a monster just second ago, I respond with a questioning, "Meow?" Snape says, "That's Mrs. Norris, Filch's cat… she may be filthy and have fleas, but she is no monster." Umbridge wants to know what Snape wanted to see her for, he says he doesn't and then walks away. Umbridge is visibly shaken, but then she walks down the hall she came from. I see Crookshanks waiting near the end of the hall, Kaomea is going to have some fun with Umbridge. I head down the hall towards them, to see what is going to happen, but this is the last part I remember.

A whole LOT of dream time this night, maybe 3 hours. I got to sleep on time but was tired.

I also think my dreams have been influenced by the news events lately, I have to stop watching the news...

Dream 1 : Teaching My Dog and Cat to Hunt.
Nonlucid
I was out in my backyard and the dog and cat were back there sniffing the ground and stuff as usual but then I saw there was a rabbit between them but they didn't seem to see it! I ran out into the yard and called them over to the rabbit and said "go get it!" a few times. After a bit they got the idea and started to chase it. They caught it and just stood there with their heads down like they were biting at it or something.

Dream 2 : Pink Shirts and Bomb Making
This is a very long dream which I will shorten to get to the best parts.
Partial lucidity
I was coming out from an alleyway and there were a lot of shops here along the street but they were closed and had a strange chain-link type of fencing over them. It was on a small hill and i walked down the hill to a parking lot where it leveled off. I looked at some of the cars here and then an old Italian American type guy came up to me and started asking things about my interest in the car. I was not at all interested in him OR the car and said "no thanks" and walked off.
There was a shop nearby which I walked into and people were sorting electrical stuff from these hand sized bins. I walked around pretending I worked there but really just exploring.
Then I noticed this guy on a step ladder had a pink shirt and black tie. I was taken back by that, and though I said nothing, they heard my thoughts. The guy with the pink shirt looked down at his shirt and looked annoyed and then somehow ripped his shirt off single-handedly tie and all. Then I saw three more guys behind him, also wearing the same things, do the same.
As I walked around I watched them all working but one guy seemed to be sneaky and I thought he was trying to put together parts to make a bomb. I followed him to his work station but the parts there could never make anything much less a bomb.

Dream 3: Taking Down the School
Lucidity was maybe 80%. I knew it was a dream but my mind was not focused clearly.
I found myself in a school. At first I was not sure where I was and had to walk around to get a feel for the place. Every place has a feel for what it is. I was in a middle school office. It was a large office with a big section for seating and kids to play on the floor. A couple of middle schoolers sat in the seats while about 4 younger kids played on the floor. I walked around and got a feeling there was a hostage situation. I didn't get how that could be, the dream world almost never has a staged one time event like that, usually ongoing events that anyone can join at any time and fit right in. Still no one was leaving the school at all so I decided to take a look around.
While contemplating what I wanted to seem like (whether I wanted people to see me as a teacher, school administration, a visitor, or even a student) two boys walked by with one hanging onto the hoody of the one in front of him trying to walk away. Bullying! I stepped out the door and said "You two! In here." and they meekly walked inside the office area. Another office woman came up behind me and said "thanks" smiling. I could feel that she thought I was a teacher so I figured that's what I'll be.
I walked around and around, through halls and rooms, sometime they paid me attention sometimes not but no one seemed to feel like there were hostages anywhere so I took the long walk back up to the front of the school. I sat in a office across the way with those window-walls where the top is glass and the bottom is a very short wall. I thought if I could make all the windows break then everyone would have a reason to leave and then at least if there was a danger they would be safe. I used my telekinesis to pull on the windows but they didn't break or even rattle. This was really weird, actually impossible, how come the windows were resisting my powers without even trying? So I tried again even harder this time, still nothing. Then I noticed there was a door, and part of its doorway, that had warped towards me. No one noticed the door or my gesturing, I needed to do more, much more. I pulled hard on the door and everything around it, then looked. The door was way out of shape and the ceiling was bending down and towards me and still no one was noticing me as I sat amongst other people in this office. I went all out, using two hands I telekinetically pulled a huge amount of the building, bringing the ceiling way over and half the school and it was beginning to look like it may collapse as there were snapping and cracking noises! I didn't want to become a victim of my own success so this damage would have to do but no one noticed a thing. This is not strange since dreamers usually don't notice anything is strange till they wake up, just last night I dremn't of serving lunch in a shoe and thought nothing about it. I would have to start something, so I got up and said "We have to leave!" while thinking about the ceiling caving in. Three people noticed me and turned their heads as I spoke. They started leaving and then other followed them, we were all headed out! I held back from the doors a bit, the trouble makers should not be the first one out. I just thought they might know me or what I did; when your lucid you find it hard to think that others are not. On my way out the door I tried to hold the door for others but there were people who felt they were in charge doing that and the administrative type holding the door didn't let me hold it so I walked with the others. Everyone was grouping up outside like during a fire drill which is what it felt like and I felt that most people thought it was. I stood by a couple of women at the far end of the school and feeling pretty good about my mass exit I decided to say "wow they did a great job [getting everyone out] didn't they?" They agreed and one woman in a slight German accent said "yes." I looked at the side of the school and it was straight not bent over like I thought it should be.

I found this website yesterday, after finding a wikipedia page on lucid dreaming.
I thought wow, this sounds amazing. [Ended up signing up today]

So I researched further.. techniques on how to become lucid, reality checks, things you can do everyday to help you further.

I found something that said it's harder to WILD at night.
But me, being over-excited, decided to try it anyway.

So I lay in bed, dead still, for maybe 15 minutes, and bam.
I got what I think was the 'wave' I read about.

But I thought, isnt there supposed to be a urge to move?
So I thought, na, I won't give up yet.

I think another 10 - 15 minutes later, is when I wanted move. Badly.
After it subsided, I was relieved, but nothing was happening.
I got that urge maybe 5 - 10 minutes after, again.

After that subsided I lay there, unmoved, relitivtly calm, for another 10 - 20 minutes.

But that's when I gave up, and decided to move, and go to sleep.


Then I was having dream, but I didn't realise at first because although I was in some sort of indoor-camp-playground place. I thought I was supposed to be there.

I can't remember much, but I remember controling what I was saying to someone.
That's when I kinda realised.
So then I thought of "reality checks".

I remembered one being looking at your hands, so I did.
My left hand had two extra fingers on the left side, and another two on the right side.
My right hand looked like, it had that photo-booth yin-yang-swirly effect on it. They were both a bit blurry.
I started becoming very happy, but not over-excited because I heard that can wake you up.
I made one more reality check.. by pinching my nose, and blowing.. the air some-how went straight through.

Now this was pretty amazing to me..
but I didn't have much control, like I've read,
I would also say it was "bad quality"
It was unclear what everything was about, the things around me as well, I do remember there being individual people, but it's all blurred together now trying to remember.
Other than the hands, and the basic idea of where I was, I can only remember snips, small snips, and even they are hard to explain.
I know it happened, I just.. can't remember.

That's my first experience with lucid dreams.

Non-dream Dream Lucid-Dream


This was a lucid nightmare I had last night. I thought It was pretty interesting so I'm going to post it here.

I was walking around a mall. The mall was HUGE. I suddenly became lucid. I was walking around looking at how real everything was, I walked to the end of one of the aisles and came up to a big window. I looked out the window and saw a bunch of trees. Almost looked like a jungle out there. I saw a black thing in the distance. It started getting closer... oh no, oh god no, It was slender man.

I freaked out. he was coming at me on all is tentacles. I started backing away, not knowing what to do. He rammed his whole body through the window with a thrust of his tentacles. He was coming at me. I kicked him right in his fa-... Oh wait. He has no face. I kicked him in the front of his head as hard as I could. The dream faded, suddenly I was in a new dream, I was still lucid. I was in the passenger seat of a car and some one else was driving. We were out in the desert. about 50 slender mans were roaming around. I was kind of terrified. The dream faded there.

This dream was a lot different than ones i've had before. I dont remember how it started but what i remember was for some reason i was dreaming that i was holding a gun like in call of duty and i was running around shooting my friends and getting shot. When someone died they would respawn just like in the game. This continued for a while until my dream just randomly switched to an big grass field exactly like the one in my elementary school (which seems to be a recuring element in my dreams.) One of my friends takes out an eye drop bottle and begins squirting liquid into his eyes. He then tells us that it is LSD or Acid. He throws the bottle down and me and my friend begin fighting for the last drops still in the bottle. I take it first and squirt it into my eye. I look down at the ground and i guess i begin to trip (i havnt tried LSD before) the grass on the ground begins to turn different colors and i begin to laugh. When i look all around me there is a dark and dead forest. Almost like a horror movie. There is fog all around me and i begin walking down a pathway and my alarm suddenly wakes me up at 3 a.m. I wrote down what i dreamed about and went back to sleep. When i am asleep again i can remember driving down a long road with large buildings all around us. I think i am driving with a couple of friends and a family member. I think that im in my dreams version of Las Vegas where i used to live. We slowly drive by a movie theater and see large signs. One of them is a movie from a long time ago called Blue Velvet. We decide to go watch it but i cant remember going in the theater or going out. I woke up at 6 thinking its time to get ready but instead i went back to sleep. I can remember walking around and a friend was behind me. He wanted to fight and so i turned around and we began fighting i can remember winning the fight but i dont remember the actual fight. I woke up late for school and had to leave.

[This is a catch-up post. These dreams are from the night of November 18-19, 2010.]

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

I'm in a theater, watching a film that turns out to be really scary and disturbing. The film begins with one Congressman sitting behind his desk in his office, while another is standing in front of his desk, calling him out on his shenanigans. The one behind the desk dies of a heart attack a few seconds after the one standing up finishes ranting. The ranter then starts an investigation of the one who died.

At this point, the film's narrator says, "The more he found, the more he refused to see." The Congressman performing the investigation stays in one place [I think it may have been the dead one's office, but I'm not positive] for such a long time that he eventually survives by cannibalism. One of the things he finds while investigating is a bag of marijuana, which he goes through, looking for cigarette butts. At the end of the film, there is a message from his family, left in vinyl-cling letters on the window: he got out and is now getting help.

The film ends, and I exit the theater and walk down the long flight of wide steps leading up to it. The theater is located inside Disneyland. [I've been having dreams featuring bizarre versions of Disneyland since I was a child, but this one really takes bizarre to a new level.] It's a beautiful, sunny afternoon. I walk through Fantasyland and into Toontown; the two share a long, open border with each other, with no transition point or hard line of demarcation between them. Riding on a moving walkway, I go past a turnaround mechanism for the Skyway - the big wheel that keeps the cable with all the buckets attached to it moving and allows the buckets to turn around and go back the other way. It is at ground level. The cable is there, has buckets attached to it, and is moving, but there's no loading/unloading station there, just the turnaround mechanism, all by itself.

I walk past Mickey's house. The path through Toontown dead-ends into a section of the queue for the Roger Rabbit ride. I decide I might as well stay there and get in line, now that I'm there; it was only about 4:00 P.M. the last time I looked at the time, so I have plenty of time to enjoy myself. [D'oh! Should have RCed.] I get in line, walking through an opening into the enclosed, indoor space where the queue is. I walk past a group of Cast Members who are singing a barbershop-quartet rendition of "Stray Cat Strut." I wait for them to finish, then tell them that I know where I'm supposed to go to get to the back of the line, and I'm not taking cuts in the line. They understand and let me pass. One of the Cast Members lets me get in line in front of him. This puts me in line directly behind Gary Coleman and some other little people. We introduce ourselves to each other politely; he goes first. I realize that I'm dreaming just as it's ending, when it's too late to do anything; I can already feel my real body.

I'm at a high school, in a room that has chairs in it, but no desks (possibly the drama classroom). One DC is talking at great length to a group of other DCs on the subject of her facial reconstruction surgery. I pull up a chair, joining the group, and listen. I introduce myself to the DC who has been talking. As we're shaking hands, she introduces herself to me as Anne-Marie. She says that she's ugly, and I automatically answer, "No, you're not." [She reminds me a little bit of real-life friend Dawn B. from college, now that I think of it.] She has dirty-blond hair in a ponytail, pale skin, and sunken, brown eyes. She has a black eye on one of them. I know nothing about her appearance is her fault, though, and I like people to be happy with themselves, so that's why I told her she wasn't ugly. In reply to my denial that she's ugly, she says, "Oh, are you another furry?" I answer, "No, but I am an anime fan." I know that she's an anime fan, too. We chat a bit more, and the conversation ends with our agreeing to eat lunch together.

At the end of the conversation, I have another “Oh, yeah, I'm dreaming” moment. The realization comes easily and naturally, the only specific trigger being that I'm in an unfamiliar place. [I had been MILDing again, so when I found myself lucid dreaming, I accepted and realized it readily because it was what I was expecting.] I take a look around. The classroom is irregularly-shaped, high-ceilinged, and sunlit from skylights. Visual clarity is good. I get down on the floor to feel the carpet, which is short, institutional, and gray. I start crawling on the carpet through the room, remarking to myself aloud: “I don't have any energy today. It's my own fault; I should have gone to bed earlier.” My dream body feels just as tired and sluggish as I know my real one does at this early hour of the morning. I've never experienced this in a lucid dream before, so I find it strange, so I comment on it and come up with a logical explanation for it.

“Why am I wearing this heavy backpack, anyway?” I say to myself, because, I realize, I am wearing one. It feels just like the ones I carried in junior high and high school, so it must be full of textbooks. I take it off, one strap at a time, and let it roll off my back and onto the floor. “That's better... a little,” I say. I can feel the absence of its weight, and I feel a little less tired, but not totally back to normal.

There is a full-length mirror on one side of the room. I stand up and go to look at myself in it. My hair is wavy again, and this time, it reaches all the way to my waist. “Oh, cool!” I say. “That's so pretty! I've always wanted it to be like this!” [While it certainly was pretty, I know very well that actually having hair that long would be really impractical... but, yeah, there evidently is a part of my mind that misses having long hair.] I'm wearing a bright sky-blue T-shirt with pink hearts and gold and silver swirls and sparkles on it, and a long, blue denim wraparound skirt. While looking at my reflection in the mirror, I reach for the outer flap of my skirt with my hands and try to touch it, but I can't feel anything there. When I look down at the skirt itself and try again, though, I can feel it. [That's a pretty cool and interesting difference between dreams and reality, and more (anecdotal) evidence that whatever you concentrate your direct perception on, your mind works harder to create.] I woke up after that.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! Had a few strange dreams last night. They weren't very long or vivid, but they were a bit more random than usual. It seems as if B6 has lost its effect. I won't take any for a month or so, and try to lower my tolerance level. No big deal, I got G+C and Calea!

20.45: Bedtime

05.15: Fragment
*I'm with Monica and we're fooling around with some kind of rubber dick. I squirt white liquid all over her... Twice...

05.15: Riding the train
I'm with my friend Felix and his brother Viktor. We're at the trainstation, standing on the platform in the middle of all the tracks. It's very narrow and looks kinda weird. Viktor jumps out on the track. "No! You can't do that, you will get hit by a train dude" I tell him. He jumps back up. "I haven't been on a train before" he tells me and can't seem to stand still. The train arrives and we get in. My brother Martin is there and we start talking about the party we're going to. It's going to be kickass!

Strange visit
I wake up. Someone's at the door. "Who would want anything at this early hour?" I ask myself and get up. I open the door and a machinist from work is smiling at me. He shows me a porno on his Ipad while talking about doors. "This door, do you know what it is made of?" he asks me. "Uhm... I think there's an iron plate in the middle" I say and he gets excited. "No! It's concrete you can see through!" he tells me. "I got a piece here you can check out". I close the door and checks the time. 04.30. "Aw damnit... it's still thirty minutes left until the alarm goes off..." I say and Monica asks me if I can go to work early instead. I tell her I won't do it and turn on the computer instead.

05.15: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 8 hours

Supplements before bed: 150 mg B6

That's it. Kinda boring dreams, but three is a decent recall for being in the middle of the week. Well well.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

I was at some random place getting ready to go to something, and I was asking a guy if I could borrow his shirt. It was so weird because the guy had just taken it off. I went into the living room, and lil wayne was in there getting ready as well. I got like three texts in a row and I checked my phone, and it said something about a "Huck competition" on the 19th. I marked it down on my calendar saying that I would attend.

Had a dream where I was having SP and broke out of it. I went out the door, and saw my pops and asked him about it, and he sort of ignored me. I went outside, and there was theses people in a huge convertible monster truck. We road off straight into this field and ended up at some block party. There was some guy trying to tell us where we needed to park.

Had a church frag with my nephews.

I had another one where some people were raiding my grandmothers house. I remember running to the other end and trying to make sure the back door was secure, and there was this machete blade handle sticking out where the door knob should have been.

Had a frag about playing this basketball video game with D. They had all types of characters in it from real life, to made up stuff to cartoon guys.

First i was in some sort of bus with a friend that transported me to a large store that had a seven elleven. there was the ground with the carpet that was like the one in chukey cheese. I ran inside the building to seven elleven then wen to chukey cheese to chek shit out. First i shot some balls in the hoop missd a few times. A manager started giving me crap and i was basicaly like fuck you and started climbing into one of those tube thingys that the kids play in. That led me to a house upstairs where we were with our neighbors upstairs chilling on the couch infront the tv with those tv trays bein lazy. Then a white van pulled up looking for me to take me back to the mental hospital. They said i fuked up another patient cuz i fed him junk food. I ran in fear theyd take me toa bathroom that had urinalllls where i took a piss at school. back at home i was with an older dog miskey and itook him on a walk, they told me to let him free and i did and he took of and then was mauled in the neck by a dog that looked identical to him. the owner smashed his head in an i cried for a long time along with the owner. then i went around the block trick or treating making fun of the dumb attempts to scare me and then after i came back and realized that coltrain wasnt the killer it was the neighbors dog i tried to go over there but had no timme..

Yeah, my friends and I went a wee bit Harry Potter crazy the week before the movie came out.

Dreams for today! So I got up at 7:30 for school but there's still a shit-tonne of snow which means no school so I went straight back to bed (after jotting down some notes from previous dreams) and slept in until about 9 and dozed until 10 (lazy I know).

Smoke

Awake Non-Lucid

I'm in my maths class, possibly the class I hate the most. I don't like the subject, I don't like the teacher, or the old, cold classroom, or the bitchy people. Ms. Stone has given us a "task" to do that differs from out usual routine of textbook questions and past papers. We've to work in groups... Ugh. I get into a group of about 4 with the people who sit around me.

Then there's a power cut. I can't see anything! I feel around with my hands and come across Stuart. He thinks I'm feeling him up and grabs me, but I slap him away. I sit down, feeling very annoyed, and inhale a mouthful of smoke. I realise Kirsty is sitting smoking next to me. I choke a little bit, and turn my face away. You may want lung cancer, but I certainly don't.

The lights flicker back on. Whilest Ms. Stone goes over and shouts at Kirsty for smoking in the school, I move to the other side of the classroom. The head of department is sitting there, and she eagerly starts talking to me about her pregnancy. I nod and agree whilest thinking "I've never been pregnant, so no, I don't understand how you feel..."

She pulls a dog out from behind her back sim style, then gives it to me. I d barely have my arms out before she dumps what I think is a terrier on me. It's so heavy! I feel weighed down. And, oh wait, shit, it's paralysed me again. The dream fades as i realise.

Search for a Frappacino

I'm outside my local shopping centre ("mall") rollerskating towards the entrance. I'm going really fast and it's really fun! Soon I'm inside, and the smooth floor makes me go much faster. I blur by people busy shopping, and pass a sign that says "Coffee £10.10". Perfectly reasonable. I wonder why no one else is rollerskating and decide to make this a regular thing. The coffee sign has made me want a chocolate cream frappacino, so I head off to find Starbucks.

It takes all my concentration to NOT skate into people. But I accidently do. He's holding chocolate cakes that land straight on my chest. Oh great, I'm so embarrassed and as I pick myself up I give him the finger for laughing at me. Forgetting I have cake all over my t-shirt, I skate off. I seem to go in a loop, and find myself back with cake-boy. He sees me and eagerly starts telling his friend about the cake incident. He seems to turn black and white, and then I skate to the cafe beside him.

I shoot him evils as I order a frappacino, sipping on it angrily and plotting how to get back at him. He sees me looking and hold out two water-melons. Even though I'm angry, I can't help but laugh.

Piano School

I've gone to a college that specialises in piano playing. To celebrate, me and two other girls decide to go out to dinner. They take me to a fancy, dimly lit restraunt that is very expensive.

[Dream skip - after dinner] We're still in the restraunt, and it's time to pay the bill. £500? I don't have that kind of money. "Run for it?" I ask the girls. They laugh and say they'll take care of it. A man sitting on a booth behind us introduces himself as Henry. I realise one of the girls has taken his card and used it to pay the bill. Oh shit.

The school found out about "my" stealing Henry's credit card. What!? That wasn't me! They tell me I'm not allowed to play piano anymore. So I sit in the small practice room and watch the others play instead. They don't talk to me because apparently I'm not worthy of their attention. It feels like the caste system and I am "untouchable".

I'm on a plane now, but the teacher has told me to talk to no one because I'm not allowed. When she leaves I almost immedietly start to talk to the guy behind me. He asks why I've been treated this way and i promise to tell him later when we're off of the plane. He invites me to walk to the cinema with him and his little sister.

As we walk he tells me about his little sister and how it's his job to take care of her. When he's finished I make sure no ones around (I notice the girls lurking around in the shadows, but change direction) I tell him about the credit card incident and how I got the blame for it, even though it wasn't my fault. He listens and tells me it's ok, that people will realise i didn't do it soon enough. He invites me to dinner but when I notice it's the same one i was in before, I tell him I'll pass. He smiles and walks in, holding his sisters hand.

£10.10 for coffee and £500 for a meal? Apparently my mind thinks that food should cost a bomb

Estão começando os concertos de natal na minha escola de música, então tenho sonhado bastante com isso.

Eu estava voltando de alguma festa, ou encontro de familiares. Mas eu tinha um ensaio na minha escola de música, então meu pai (que estava de bicicleta), estava me levando até lá. Paramos em um semáforo da rua brusque e encontrei Vini lá (de bicicleta também). Ele disse que estava indo para casa dele, que fica praticamente do lado da minha escola de música. Eu disse para o meu pai que me deixasse ir com ele, afinal, economizaríamos tempo.
Me sentei na garupa da bicicleta dele e segurei nos guidões. Ele perguntou se, se ele soltasse a bicicleta, eu conduziria ela acidentalmente. Caso isso acontecesse, eu teria que trocar de lugar. Consegui controlar minha força nos guidões, então partimos para a escola de música (que fica para o outro lado de onde estávamos indo).
Chegando lá (que não era a minha escola de música, mas sim a casa da minha tia), vi que todos estavam se dirigindo para fazer um ensaio geral na igreja. Pegamos uma lombada em alta velocidade e caímos bem perto de onde todos estávamos. Falei para meu professor e para o maestro: "cheguei na minha bicicleta alada!". Todos riram.
Coincidentemente, eu estava com a roupa que seria usada no ensaio, mas estava sem meu instrumento. Vi que haviam vários e vários instrumentos no terreno da casa dos meus tios, então peguei um e fui para a igreja ensaiar.