non-lucid

Hello,

My name is Mandy and I finally got around to joining the website. One of my good friends recommended it to me after a few chats about dreams. I never really looked up much about lucid dreaming and have had some interesting experiences without realizing what is going on. To start, I will post a few dreams I have had in the past and then just keep updating with dreams I do have.

You may see a pattern with my posting and know that I only have weird dreams and nightmares. My dreams have been that way since I was younger so most of the graphic/scary things are very normal for me.

Actors are running amok in my dreeeeaaaaams.

09/21/10

Don't leave your distractions up to me. Things will get dark.

I'm leaning over the stone railing of the balcony, stretched out under afternoon sunlight. The balcony overlooks the city below, with its clay tile rooftops and climbing ivy. This place is teeming with life, and I allow myself to bask in its positive energy. Looking at the roads below, I can see -

Wait.

"Is that guy riding a unicorn?" I ask.

The soldier standing next to me, dressed in forest green camo, puts a hand above his eyes and squints. "Oh, yeah. That's the pizza guy."

"The pizza guy." I repeat flatly. "Of course."

The pizza guy has convinced his unicorn to go up a flight of steps. As he turns the corner, I see his face. I bury my head in my hands.

I appear outside next to him. "Really, Misha?" I say, "You know what'll happen if they catch you?"

He says something.

I shake my head. "The stage is set." I make a grand gesture with a sweep of my arm. "Your distraction is ready."

How many pizzas would you need to feed a platoon of soldiers, anyway?

Vampires.

The girl looks maybe thirteen years old. She's quiet and sullen, and thirty vampires are following her through the darkness.

She didn't mean to turn them. Well, not all of them. As their sire, she's responsible for them, and needs to keep them under control.

I really need to kill a few, she thinks.

She keeps three.

"Rosie," she says, "It doesn't have to be this way." She's staring at the animated corpse of her friend. She turned Rosie into a vampire to save her life.

Rosie laughs, trapped as she is within the circle. Still grinning, she'll speak the words that will damn her friend forever.

Flashback.

This is the girl vampire's past. She's still human, up in the building that I just left, protected by a platoon of pizza-ordering soldiers in forest green.

The soldiers are all dead, attacked by vampires. The girl is injured, bleeding. There is one soldier left, a recurring character. He turns around to reassure her, tell her they'll be all right. He lowers his weapon.

"Look," I say gleefully. "You can see the precise moment that she turns."

She's a vampire now. She kills the soldier.

Scare Factor: 3/10
Rating: 4/10

I realize this was probably confusing. I've got nothing.

So I very rarely have dreams on a normal school night, I just don't get enough sleep to be rested enough to remember my dreams. Until now I thought the only way to combat this was to go to bed around 9, which I doubt will happen again for the rest of the school year considering my workload. This was until last night... I had a dream and I remember a large chunk of it pretty well. I stayed up quite late last night and I was stressed so it can't have anything to do with being well rested. Then it hit me what was different about last night. I was listing to music! I always need some sort of background noise so I'm always playing some sort of "meditation" music when I'm falling asleep, but yesterday I listened to this rather sad and calm mix CD I had made. That is the only thing I could think of effecting me, lyrics. I'm not sure if this would make any difference at all, and one night isn't enough of a test for sure, but it might help. Needless to say, I'm listening to the CD again tonight.

Dream 1: Woodshop + Tumblr + Party?
There were three sections to this dream, and I have no idea what order they went in because they weren't really cohesive. I'll just post the parts in seperate paragraphs.

-I was with two girls that I am okay friends with (in real life they kind of hate each other, or just mutually dislike). They were kneeling next to a bed on opposite sides in a purple room. They each had pieces of wood about the size of a paperback book in front of them. I think they were supposed to be decorating them but they were both very plain, if not completly plain. These weren't supposed to be art though, they had some purpose. There were other people making these too, also kneeling against the bed, about 15 people in total (it was a really long bed). I walked into what felt like a class and the "teacher" (who was standing in the middle of the bed pacing back and forth) told me I would have to catch up.

-The same two friends were on the website tumblr making a blog (this segment of the dream will make more sense if you are familiar with tumblr). I asked if I could reblog photos with them. They said no. I walked over to these two boys I'm friends with (I have no idea where we were). They said I could post on tumblr with them.
(this shows how totally and embarassingly I am addicted to tumblr)

-I was at a party with one of the girls from the other dreams and both of the boys. We were outside on some sort of patio and there were lights strung between the trees. The boys had one glass bottle between the two of them and I had a glass bottle that looked identical. The bottles looked like the kind you would fill with colored sand and closed with corks. They were both filled with a clear (possibly slightly pink tinted, probably alcoholic) liquid. I asked them if they wanted to mix them even though they were the same thing. They said no. Then the two boys started talking about some game like World of Warcraft.

Similar to last night, late entry. I may have been lucid for a moment at the end, but I don't recall any lucidity and from what I can tell the dream ended at or shortly after the reality check, so this one I won't count.

I was living with my dad in a house. The house was at the top of a hill, with the hill going down out in the back yard. My old shitty landlord Marv was living at the bottom of the hill in another house. For some reason, we would occasionally need to use his inflatable swimming pool, but he'd always be a dick about it. One time when I needed to use it, it was winter. When I went down to use it, it wasn't there, but I could see it locked in his house. I'd brought a hose with to fill the pool, so instead I just sprayed water everywhere to freeze everything. I dropped the hose and went back to my house. I noticed he was following me back up to bitch about the hose, so I turned it off and he left. He came in the front door later, mad about something or other, but he was just talking about how he wanted to go into the mall in town to buy a bunch of different kinds of coffee (like lattes and mochas et al). Afterwards, my dad asks me to go retrieve something from the mall. When I get there, I'm taken to a small back room where there's a clipboard face down on the table. When I turn it over, I find that it's a list of people who are either vampires or victims of vampires. I realize the dream is odd at this point and reality check.

My memory of the dream ends around the reality check but I have in my post-waking notes that I attempted to follow along the premise of the dream to stabilize, but I can't remember anything coming of it.

September 22, 2010

G/C night. 4/200 taken with a liquid shot of L-theanine, 200mg. Also followed by a small stick of marble cheese because I always need to eat food with pills. The shot was really gross, btw Melatonin taken 1-hour before bed.

Pre-WBTB

Excited fragments - Lucid - 4/5
I was having random burst of images and general excitement at the impending G/C. I don't remember much about this other than it being so awesome to watch that I wondered even needing the G/C tonight.

Interrupted by Jack coming to bed. I did my best not to check the time, but he was restless and keeping me up. I wondered if he'd still be awake by 3:30? Tried to let it go, and he finally settled down.

Odd mish-mash - Partial Lucid - 1/5
Starts out in this psych house. It’s literally a psych house. There are psychologists roaming around booking hour long appointments with patients who are all milling around waiting. I think I must be scheduling them, and one of the doctors gets frustrated with me, because I keep getting his name wrong.

The Beatles (younger, yay!) just kind of appear out of nowhere. Shit happens. Some of it was random, like Paul and I writing notes to each other... and I summoned one of Jack's cousins. Some of it didn't really turn out how I wanted it too... >.>

We rejoin the rest of the guys. “It’s time to leave,” I announce.

“We just got here!” George protests.

We’re outside and I ask George if they want to explore around the house, as it looks a little…ramshackle!

We went around to the back, and it gets fuzzy. Dream changes at some point, and the guys are gone. I lose lucidity getting whirled into a new scene.

I'm now at a children’s party, and some MM members are there, too. We have this pretty awesome bear costume that takes a lot of maneuvering to get in and out of. I get in it and test out some movements. You can even wiggle your own toes, and it wiggles the bear toes! I go to a circle of kids. They’re totally delighted, and I say, “Are you not scared?”

“No!!”

“Well, maybe I haven’t ROARED enough!!” I didn’t really want to scare them though, cos they were kind of young, so I found this kid who was the spitting image of my oldest nephew (when he was still a toddler) and roared into his tummy and tickled him.

I passed off the suit to Snowy. The party was dissolving into another scene, as I hear mental recount Snowy arriving late to the party (he was humoured by it). She came in the rain and demanded clean clothes. And was given a bear costume.

In the new scene, I notice Joe is now living with mum, Jack and I. He’s finally come out of his room (false memories told me he’d been hiding away) to socialize. I remember him removing a personal journal from an end table so no one could read it.

I also recall hearing mental telling us something about how Joe is doing really well in spite of the schizophrenia (he does have it), and that we should praise and not judge him.

WBTB from 3:30-4:30am. Popped the G/C and L-theanine now...

Ended up popping a 0.5mg melatonin at 5am cos I was feeling sleepy or relaxed at all... :Oo:

Umm... so that was uneventful...

I settled in for a WILD... vibrations, came and I was feeling kind of swirly and pleasant... Then, I decided to WILD from my side, cos that's how it worked last time. I passed in and out of sleep with nothing exciting happening. No music, no string of FA's... just me and some scenes I can't recall now. I was feeling too hot, so I pushed off my blankets. More sleep. Woke up at some point really cold, brought the blankets back... Over all, just really sucked.

Battleground
I was in a war, as a foot soldier. Things were exploding around me everywhere, the ground was shaking, and all that. Then, I was looking from the eyes of a villager the soldiers were trying to save. They were running in to get us, only, they would reach a certain point, expand abnormally large and then collapse and die.

Cutlery fragment
Sorting out spoons, knives and forks for washing. Hurrah! Also, from this scene, is attached this feeling of borrowing something. Like I was borrowing the house from someone, or a vehicle, or something...

My streak once again ended at 3. Not over though, il just start again Did not really remember much, and writing right now at 8. Not in the mood for writing

Dream 1: About the new show with Will Arnett, Running Wilde.

Dream 2: A girl is taking the bus in a grey car.

Basically, most of these dreams were about me dreaming that I was DEILDing and dreaming that I was dreaming lucidly, when I actually wasn't.
If this got confusing, I wasn't lucid in these (at least I don't think so).

Athletic Jail
I remember a dream in where I wasn't in, but I was looking at (like a TV) There were these men that were probably in jail and had to do hard labor or something. Everyone was outside at this time. it was nighttime. The guard was standing at the gate, the only place for escape. The setting looked like a football field/track. The guard left for one minute, and when he came back, he saw all the prisoners jumping over the fence and running away. He yelled at them angrily.

Where are they?
My siblings and I walked up to a place that looked like McDonalds from the outside but a normal house on the inside. We walked in to a big living room. We were waiting for our mom to show up. I was standing behind the couch. In the corner of my eye I saw a guy-about 16 (who must have been their son)- standing in his doorway. I turne dmy head towards him but then he vanished.
A few minutes later the father came around the corner and stood in the doorway of the livin groom. He was bald but had a mustach and glasses. "Hey." he said. I said hi, and told him my name. He wanted to show me something. So we went up to the master bedroom. I saw a pair of shoes and some trash on the floor. He showed me a view out the window. That's really all I remember. Also I recall hearing his wife say "I don't shop, I ____. (can't remember)" (meaning: instead of shopping at regular mall stores, she shops at Goodwill and thrift stores)

Dream FA or Dream DEILD
This dream would seem like a false awakening, but I don't think it was. I was actually in 3rd person in the dream, so I was basically like dream DEILDing or WILDing.
Anyways, I "woke up" in a different bed in the dream (still at my house, still in the same room, just different place, position, and style) and I rolled over in bed. Before the dream "FA" I had had a dream about iCarly so I decided that I would DEILD (I was really dream DEILDing) or something.

So a minute later I was back in a "dream" as I thought it was. I probably was lucid in this, or I dreamed that I was lucid in the dream.
I remember being in 3rd person looking at myself and a group of girls I was singing with. We were dressed in these cool pixie-like costumes.

I started dancing. By this time I realized that I was actually on a computer looking at myself. (Well, I didn't realize, but once I woke up I did.) I saw the whole screen like I was there, but I remember the feeling of controlling a mouse and clicking on some buttons.

At the end of the song we all jumped up and did these twisty moves with rainbows trailing behind us. Yes, it was that weird.

Dream FA or Dream DEILD #2
The same thing happened again. I must've had another dream about waking up and DEILDing. Again, I was in the same different bed. I was also in 3rd person again. I remember wanting to have that previous dream. I rolled over; and a few minutes later I was back in a "dream". Instead of the same drea, I was at my school trying to find the lead singer. I wasn't lucid in this, because I was dreaming that I was dreaming lucidly (I guess; darn this is confusing).

I was on the playground of my school. I found her and starting chatting with her. All of a sudden we heard a low rumble noise. She and some other kids ran into the school and I followed. I turned around once we were in the hallway and looked out he door. I noticed that there was sand covering the pasture land beyond the playground. There was still some kids playing outside, unaware of the sand cyclones in that area. I saw my friend try to run on a wave of sand as it was being blown. l0l.

Once again: "Basically, most of these dreams were about me dreaming that I was DEILDing and dreaming that I was dreaming lucidly, when I actually wasn't.

Phew!

So, I don't even know where to begin. Dreams are gibberish sometimes.

Anyway, it was very very sexual so I'm going to skip over a lot of the fun bits on general principle.

I kept walking to different houses with a bunch of girls that were really cute. I think we were all trying to find a place to live. The whole ordeal took a long time, and I kept feeling really tripped out at each house we would step in. I kept looking around at all the objects inside wondering how the people who lived there lived their everyday lives, what they were like.

Suddenly I was alone with D. We had been shown a house earlier in San Francisco... It was more like a mobile home attached to a huge house, but once you got inside it was really big. There were lots of details in the architecture. There were flower pots built into the walls with lots of beautiful wood carved designs all around them.

Later in the dream, I kept going to places... for example, a movie theater... and whoever would be working there would say it was free of charge. "Bob is here," they would say, "We know that you don't have to pay here." (Note: I don't think I've ever met anyone named bob in my life although this vaguely reminds me of Fight Club... I haven't read the book/seen the movie in a while. It just reminds me of that almost exactly come to think of it. This is a big note between these parenthesis so I should probably stop rambling on right... about.. now.)

Oh yeah, the whole time I kept talking about the rap/hip hop album that I am going to record. I was very excited about it. And hell yes, I am recording a rap album.

.. Also, I didn't write down my dreams yesterday but I remember them very clearly.

I was standing in a room with a few friends of mine. I think we were going to see a show soon. There was a plastic hanger in the middle of the room and I picked it up. Two others grabbed onto it and we all began spinning wildly. I can't explain why we did this. We were laughing hysterically the whole time and the dream changed to us standing inside of a store. It was like a Longs, Walgreens, Rite Aid, CVS, etc. One of my friends wanted beer but he didn't have his Id so he wanted me to buy one for him. They were a dollar. I didn't really want any so I was looking around for something else that I might want. I walked over to a guy who worked there and he began putting like 50 beers into a giant sack and gave it to me. "Don't tell my boss," he said.
"Uh..." I replied, "k..." So I took them and kept wandering around the store. I didn't really feel like carrying them so I dropped them somewhere and forgot about them.

I found a huge aisle full of paintings. I really wanted some of the big ones. There were lots of paintings of jazz singers, one strange rainbow bob marley picture, and a few others . I never finished picking one out.

September 22nd 2010

Quick note: I got more sleep last night, but my alarm (iPod) died during the night so I didn't get up to WBTB/WILD -_- Recall is still pretty rubbish.

Awake Non-Lucid

I'm at school, but classes have been switched. Why am I going to german? I haven't been in a german class since S2. It's one of the most boring subjects ever.

I take off my brown leather bag, take a folder from it, then hook it up. I don't use this bag... I had it in S2 (maybe I went back in time).

I sit down at the front of the class, book open, ready to be bored to death. My teacher comes up and sits next to me, because a student is taking the class. He turns around to "help" me but I just want to figure it out on my own, so I ignore him. The student writes a few words on the board but I have no idea what they mean. "P" something.

[Dream skip - Half an hour] I'm in a small shop with the rest of my german class. We've to choose a snack from the fridges and buy it at the counter running along the far yellow wall. I head over to the fridges (opposite) but my music teacher stands in the way. I stand on my tiptoes and grab a box labelled "chocolate fudge cake".

Hayley is at the counter, an ex-friend of mine. She smiles as I walk up, but I'm taking none of it. "What a class of neds eh? I didn't realise we had to many..." I tell her, nodding towards her group of friends. She remains silient.

"You've got the same snack!" The woman manning the counter says. I eye Hayley's snack with distaste... Chocolate fudge cake. "Wait a minute," the woman grabs a large camera excitedly; "strike a pose!"

We pose, grinning in an overexagerated way, but as soon as the photo's taken we drop it like it never happened. "Don't be a whore..." I murmer under my breath as she walks away.

[Dream skip - A few minutes] Now I'm in the main hall, back at school. I'm watching everyone else watch something. I can't see it because they're all in the way. I once again stand on my tiptoes. There's a photoshoot set. A woman tells to come up one at a time, pose and then sit back down.

What!? I don't want to do that! I'd rather be in boring german. Then I notice my hair's grown. My hair's long again! That was fast. It feels a bit heavy, but maybe this shoot will be fun after all.

Max comes up to me. "Hey, did you cut your hair?" I ask in horror. He runs his fingers through it, looking sheepish. "No! Don't cut it! Unless it needs a trim. Only Liam needs to cut his hair."

Possibly the shittiest dream I've ever had.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Woop woop! Slept way too much this morning, in hopes of getting a LD. But all in vain! I just had a few random dreams even though I used the WBTB technique after 9.00.

Night Fragments
*I was watching DV and I saw a DJ entry where they called me by my real name. I checked it out and saw that the person who wrote it, really looked up to me. I feel really good about myself for a while, until I decide to check the IP on that person. Ofcourse! It's just my friend Eric fucking around as usual..

*My friend Felix has finally got a hold of a girl! She's blonde and cute. Suddenly another cute blonde girl shows up, and they introduce her to me. "This is my sister" his girl says and I wonder wtf is going on. "Don't worry, you will forget about Monica after a while" says Felix and I don't feel so good.

9.00: Trashtalking an old friend
I'm talking to my friend Henrik about an old friend I once had. We actually had a great time, but he was kinda strange. We're doing some kind of work outside of a house and we start talking trash about the old friend. Suddenly we hear a voice from above and look up. The window on the top floor is slightly open and we look at eachother. "Damn that's right, he's living right here" I say and soon after we hear someone coming around the corner. Ofcourse it's the one we talked about and he's really pissed off. But he has changed somehow, and is taking it way better than I thought he would. Soon he's crying and we tell him it's alright, and we have a long conversation. We end up agreeing on doing something later.

11.00: McDonald's
I'm at McDonald's with Felix and G. It's late at night and we're having some food after our night out. I'm eating a cheeseburger and when I'm almost done, I see that the meat is completely pink. "Wtf?" I say and I look around. G gets a big hamburger from the guy behind the counter and he's just about to eat it, completely oblivious that the entire thing is pink. "Don't eat it!" I say and walk over to him. He puts the burger down and I confront the two guys working there. "What the hell? Why don't you cook the meat properly?" I ask and they shrug. "Do you think it's worth putting on the grill again? It takes a long time for it to heat up" I look at the supposedly turned off grill and I can clearly see it's still on. It's even glowing red. A monitor in the roof appears out of nowhere and it's showing us the grill. Zooming in until we see the fine cracks of the metal.

12.30-14.15: Fragments
*I'm watching some kind of talkshow of some sort. And there's a bunch of women, who all wants a man. One guy comes up and everybody screams. The dude looked a bit feminine, and was wearing some tight grey pants. A story about him appears and he tells us about himself while stretching. Apparently he's also into guys..

*This dream was fucked up. It was about a frog, trying to get into a tree, where it had its nest. To get to the tree, you had to climb, and build ladders with cards, by putting them together so they build a bridge. You could also use sticks, which you jammed between two trees and made some kind of ladder...


*I'm driving my dad's car and I'm closing in on a red light. I hit the breaks as hard as I can but the car keeps moving, and luckily I don't hit anything. The other cars honk at me and I put up my hand to say sorry. At the next intersection the same thing happens! I step on the break with both feet but the car won't slow down enough.

Amount of sleep: 11 hours

WBTB Food at 9.15: 2 eggs, 1 can of makrill on some knäckebröd,
25 cl applejuice, 1 omega-3 pill and 100 mg B6.

That's it! I will try to increase the B6 over the days to come. Tomorrow I will rebound my REM by not sleeping more than 4 hours. We'll see how much I dream even though I barely get any sleep!

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

Type: Regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

Notes:
I didn't remember this dream until a few minutes after I woke up, but when I did, I burst out laughing. "Hey, was I punching the drywall of my house...? Oh, right!" I didn't count this dream as a lucid, because while I did do some lucid dream-y things in it, I was so unaware that I can't confirm if I actually was aware on a very low level, or if the "lucidity" was just part of the dream plot.

I was in my house's living room. The lighting in the room was a bit darker than normal, but everything was still visible. The flooring was light hardwood, and the walls were beige. The entrance to the room was in the corner, and it was a simple square-shaped arc. A few feet away from the entrance, there was a large television unit on a wooden entertainment center that was up against the wall. I also saw two rectangular speakers, one on either side of the entertainment center.

There was one black leather couch in the middle of the room, in front of the television. Underneath it, there was a really fluffy burgundy rug. I was in the room and, although I didn't have much lucidity, I used the turn-around technique to summon Edward Norton, my favorite actor. I suppose he's my current celebrity/actor crush.

I summoned him and he looked a bit different, but I didn't care because I heard someone heading towards the room we were in. I wasn't lucid enough to think, 'whatever, this is a dream so I don't need to react to their arrival', but I felt like I needed to hide Edward Norton somewhere. I looked at the wall on my left, then at Edward Norton. and then I dug my nails into the wall, pulling out a piece of it. It was like thick cardboard, so it wasn't too difficult to remove. Inside the wall it was empty, but a foot or so beyond that, there was another layer of wall, probably from the room next to us. I peeped my head in through the hole and looked around; this wasn't a big enough "room" for Edward Norton to hide.

I needed something bigger.

I walked out of the living room; there was a hallway with really ugly pale yellow bathroom tiles as the flooring, and a few feet down there was only one room we could go to. I turned to the right and entered a kitchen, with the same nasty tiles. There was a basic white refrigerator and a stove on the right of it, all inside a countertop like a normal kitchen. On the left of the fridge was a cabinet, but there was no counter in between. And there was two or three feet of space, so I thought there might be a room behind there. I stepped back and ran at the wall, smashing my foot into it and causing the drywall to snap realistically. It was way stronger than cardboard now, but it still fell.

On the other side of the wall, there was a room ten feet deep by twenty feet wide. The floor was pale blue beveled square tiles, and the walls were pale dark blue. The room wasn't that well lit, but I could see a long dark wooden desk on the wall opposite of the hole we both went through. It had a large television on it, a bit thicker than a normal flatscreen, that looked like an iPad. There was a computer to the right of it; it was one of the thicker, older monitors, black with a black keyboard.

I was very vaguely aware that this was a dream, so I "expected" the computer to turn on when I pushed a round button in the center of the monitor. Instead of the computer, though, the large television turned on. On the television screen was a game selection screen. But instead of video games, there were links like "chemistry course" or "biology 101", and you could select them by pressing the up or down arrows on the computer monitor. "Choose the chemistry one," Edward Norton told me, and I obeyed. The television shut off.

"There must be a power shortage," he said when the screen went black, although the dim lights in the room were still on. I exited the room and forgot all about Norton, and then when I was back in the kitchen, I tried to summon him again. I turned around, expecting him to be there, and my dad walked up to me.

"Hey," he said.

Ugh...Great. "Can you please leave?" I asked him, "I'm trying to summon Edward Norton and you're appearing instead!" I had forgotten I'd already summoned him.

My dad made a funny frowny face and I laughed, even though I was trying to be serious. "Dad, seriously. Go." I became visibly more serious, and when I told him a third time, he walked away. The dream ended.

It's a weekday (and a school day) so I'm not getting near enough sleep. As such, with recall that isn't the best anyways, I'm not having much luck remembering most of my dreams. I do remember a couple of fragments from after I hit snooze on my alarm for about five minutes. In the first dream, I'm playing some sort of computer game, while in my pajamas. I think it's supposed to be Starcraft, though I've only ever played the first one, and only for a few minutes. In the dream, I'm trying to hide what I'm doing, though I don't know why. In a second dream, or a continuation of the first, I'm in the kitchen about to enter the bathroom when I realize somebody spilled something all over the kitchen floor. I quickly try to clean it up, so I think that the 'somebody' may have been me. However, a friend of mine enters the room and teases me before helping me clean the rest up.

Hello Last night, I had dreams about my normal waking live and I can't see any real oddities. I guess it's because of the fact that everyday live is starting again, which brings stability

1. I'm in my car. Next to me sits my brother. I want to drive to my university, because I'm not in the mood to take again several buses and trains. I have to drive my brother to his work-place, which lies on my way. I want to drive, but he changes the settings of the radio: He's adjusting Bass, Equalizer, etc. I argue with my brother, because the settings I made were perfect. But my brother doesn't stop turning on/off the buttons. I start too drive and while driving I'm changing again the settings. I remember just the interior off my car, because I just focused on my car and not on my surroundings.
2. I'm at my university, there are just girls, I'm the only guy at the campus. I talk with several girls and ask them about their opinions about the university; I asked them where they wanted to do their practical training as teachers, etc. I don't really remember what they are saying, but at the end, we start dancing together outsides

I don't remember much
I was talking with a friend, I don't remember who, and they were using a black marker on a page, pressing really hard. I took it and wrote with it but it was too dried up. I started pressing really hard and it made the awful squeaking noise and feeling in my hand and I shivered in disgust as I would do IRL.
I remembered that ^^^ because someone at school was using a highlighter, and when I remembered, I thought it was from the day before. I had to really think and check that it was a dream that I remembered.

Next dream
I met up with my friend James who I haven't seen for a while. I saw his sister and said "Hey!" and she ignored me, so I yelled out and she said "Oh hi Kevin!"
The end :3

Didn't have time to write this up this morning and after work I've been playing Civ 5 all day so there's been a bit of a delay getting this documented proper. I managed to go lucid for this one, but unfortunately I think I set a new record for how short it lasted. I'm still going to add it to the pile in light of the daunting lack of lucid dreams thus far this month.

As the dream started I was arriving to work at Metro Drug (where I recently spent a rotation), only the inside looked slightly different. Behind the pharmacy area was a larger, warehouse-like area. I'd managed to arrive before Mike and I didn't really want to see him so I hid in this back area around a corner where I couldn't be seen unless someone came all the way back there. After some time, a female intern I didn't recognize came back there and was browsing around the supplies there, taking some of them for herself. At first I interjected that she shouldn't be doing that, but then it occurred to me that I don't particularly care for Metro Drug and decided to join her in stealing supplies. Up in the pharmacy, it's apparently very busy and Mike is there alone. I realize that I'm not on rotation there any more and am thus under no obligation to help him. Somehow this transitions into the realization that I shouldn't be there, which calls the reality check. I'm not sure exactly what went wrong, I suppose I feel I wasn't ready to go lucid at that particular moment. I closed my eyes for a second, but realize quickly that this ruined previous lucid realizations so I open my eyes but it seemed it was too late; everything was fading into gray. I tried to put my palm on a counter to connect to the dream to attempt to stabilize it but with no success.