non-lucid

Date: Sunday, May 23, 2010 4:31:56 AM PDT
Important: No

Strange blond
Strange blond guy in possibly la: "you don't have to mean anything to do anything really" when asked to say something while standing on a chair in public posing. He wears glasses and try to look cute like facebook Thai girls. I stood up there to but somhow I had more reason tobe up there.
Near the beach.

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Date: Wednesday, May 19, 2010 12:48:41 PM PDT
Important: No

Red shirt
I am at someone's backyard. I see m-2 face. Smiling. I have a feeling that my other Thai nz friends are there too. I have a feeling that I'm not part of the group because I am a red shirt.

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Date: Wednesday, May 19, 2010 12:36:44 PM PDT
Important: No

Wrong class
I am swimming. Afterwards we go back to b-1 high on a bus. I sit beside s-1. Once at school I go to a year 10 math class but thinking that's it's a year 12. The teacher is bald. I sit up the front beside a girl Caucasian. I am tired and don't pay attention. He writes up simple math in the board. Then another teacher comes in. She can write Thai. She write algebraic equations with a mix of Thai and English. Real confusing to the class and herself. I am able to answer though. Something to do with suthep's last name and his sister's last name. I decide that this is too simple and tell the bald teacher that I want to go to mr sum-2 class. He asks me if I want a note. I say yes please thank you. I look at my watch. 2.05pm and wonder if it's the end of the period anyway and if mr sum will let me in. He gives me an a4 sized note. Is there that much to write.
I go home. Dad picks me up and asks where I would like to go. I say dreamworld. Once we are there I see a dinosaur with red eyes looking from the car park. I remember that I have a swimming lesson but don't want to disappoint my dad. So I stay.

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Date: Wednesday, May 19, 2010 5:32:09 AM PDT
Important: No

Cafe
I am in America
I went to a uni
Math floor. Met black teacher. Grey sweater. Classrooms on upper floor.
Lunch with sarah. B-4. G-2. And. B-5.
Talk about acurium. Cone ice cream.
P B-5 doesn't eat them. Dirty.
To scene looks old. I don't know who Sarah is but she is Asian. I feel I'm talking to much at the cafe and she is sitting behind me therefore I am blocking her from the conversation. I have a feeling that I like her. P B-5 b-4 g-2 look like kids. Small and cute.

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Date: Sunday, May 16, 2010 11:00:29 AM PDT
Important: No

Dark hospital
I visit pradang-3. The place had been renovated. The buildings now look more like in Rama hospital. One counter is like a hole in the ground. As I wonder through I find it difficult to find the registry. When I'm finally there it is dark and quiet and the receptionists are behind glass. I see p'garn-1, a fimiliar looking person possibly N-1, and another guy. They told me that I can go inside. Once I'm in I find p'B-3. She wears shorts and a shirt with no sleeves more like a singlet. While I was wondering around the hospital I saw her with Japanese traditional costume. And they were selling stuff as well. Religious stuff for Chinese funerals and I saw many monks there. P'P-4 comes in but seems like she doesn't want to see me at all. She also wears a pink nose stud. Before I found the main reception I went to another part which looked like a hotel reception. No one was there at all. I ask p b-3 why it is so dark. She says it's so that the elderly could have an afternoon nap. Then the light comes on.

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September 14, 2010

G/C night. First time. What a craaaaazy night!

Asleep by midnight.

First cycle dream! (I usually don't remember these ones )
I'm working my old 7-11 job again. Both my brothers showed up together to buy junkfood. I got off work early and joined them.

WBTB at 3:30am. Took the G/C. Back to bed, but merely drifted for about an hour. Then, the G/C kicked in. I decided that I should pop the 0.5 melatonin recommended, so I spit one of my 3mg's into 4. It wasn't very even, so I took one of the smaller quarters. Back to bed, and still drifted. Went to the couch shortly thereafter and must've unintentionally WILD'ed, because I had no recollection of passing out. I was dreaming about sleeping in the same position when this series happened... (these dreams are all in one, btw. I kept "waking up" into a new FA).

Call from Dad
False awakening. I got a call from my dad (who works nights), who wanted to chat about something that happened at work. In my sleepy haze, I accidentally hung up on him. I tried to look up his name in my contacts list, but could barely read anything (I blamed this on my terrible eyesight - which is really bad - but even I have a point where I can hold something and read it clearly). I dialed what appeared to be dad's number, but instead, I got this awful sound on my phone. I can't describe it, but... it was AS terrible as that ending bit of "Nights in White Satin."

This woke Jack up, who wondered, "Why are you on the couch, and why is your phone making that noise?"

"I dunno, it sounds like demons moaning, and I can't make it stop!" I complained. (Yes, I think the ending bit of "Nights in White Satin" sounds like demons moaning... )

"Just turn the volume down on your phone and come back to bed," he suggests. I do so, and "wake up."

HH sounds - Lucid - 1/5
False awakening. I'm back on the couch again, with my blinders on. I had decided the best course of action to try to sleep through the G/C would be to WILD, since I usually pass out anyways So, I get these sounds of voices. Young voices, like children. I can't make out what they're saying, but it sounds like a noisy classroom. I try to envision it, and it's a little murky. Then gone.

It's very quickly replaced with the sound of a song. It's a Beatles song I'm creating in my head. It would fit in well with the revolver album, as it sounds very big band, like "Got to Get You Into My Life." I'm all pleased with myself that I can conjure up the tune AND the harmonies for John and Paul so well (but not lyrics! I can't make out what they're singing), and I consider trying to record it when I get up and sending it to Paul with a note, "Dude, I dreamed this!" But then I realized that any recording I could possibly make would sound like crap

I "woke up" from this scene.

Collapsed! - Lucid - 1/5
False awakening. Jack discovers me sleeping on the couch and sits on me, trying to antagonize me. I moan that I haven't slept all night, so he tells me he's getting up for the day, so I should get back in bed and sleep. He gets off me, and I think to myself, "I already had a false awakening of Jack finding me on the couch. Better reality check to make sure." I pinch my nose and breathe. I try pinching it differently, and I can still breathe. "I must not be doing this right... hey... how can you pinch your nose wrong?! This must be another dream. I should try something else."

I get up off the couch and jump in the air to levitate... and crash hard to the ground. The fall doesn't hurt, but I'm sprawled out, belly-down, on the floor and I can't move. I stare at the carpet fibers until Jack discovers me on the floor.

He drags me to the bed by my arms, and I'm still belly-down, but now staring at the fibers of my bed sheets. I'm completely unable to move for myself. "It's gotta be the sleep paralysis," I thought to myself.

I woke up, nose-pinched and found that I had finally woke up for real.

I was awake for an hour again, so I took another quarter of melatonin again to pass out.

Lucid fragment - Lucid - 2/5
I'm flying across the ocean, through the clouds. I decide to spawn my wings because I haven't done that for a while, and I continue on flying.

Odd rain-showers
I'm at school with a group of DC's. This incredibly obnoxious kid comes in, and I can't remember what he says, but when he leaves, I say to my friends, "I hate people like him."

Now we're outside, mostly just chatting. I notice the clouds are getting thicker and darker. It starts to lightly rain, and I stare into the sky and sing "Wonderwall," by Oasis (although, by singing it, I can hear the song playing full out, in the dream). As the song goes on, I notice that there's a hole forming in the clouds, which allows for this brilliant beam of sunlight to pour through. I interrupt my friends' conversation to point out the clouds. We watch them move across the sky and another hole opens to reveal another beautiful stream of sunshine.

The clouds move off and the storm is over, which makes me sad. And wakes me up.

Date: Sunday, May 16, 2010 8:43:24 AM PDT
Important: No

English class
I am sitting on a bench in a mall. There is a donkey in front of me. Paul-1 wants me to play a game with it while Anna-4 is waiting to talk to me. I see broken lines point horizontally to different parts of it's body with words written along it in orange fire like colour and texture. One word I remember is 'de-vination'.
Me and my brother are in a classroom. There is a professor who looks a bit like Hilary Clinton. We are having an assessment to get into good English classes. I see a list of people on the whiteboard. One being Hilary Clinton. The professeur picks one for each of us to imitate. My brother and another dude got picked first but they wouldn't start because of shyness. Another student has to imitate a black woman.

Date: Saturday, May 15, 2010 9:51:19 AM PDT
Important: No

Bus, stop!
The bus stop signal on the bus wouldn't stop sounding. It turned out to be my phone alarm. Nz bus.

Date: Friday, May 14, 2010 9:12:30 AM PDT
Important: No

Koranaka
I meet a girl named koranaka. I don't feel entirely comfortable about calling her that but prefer korana. She is blond and wears a creamy coloured jacket and skirt with a white shirt. She is a janitor.

Date: Thursday, May 13, 2010 9:07:38 AM PDT
Important: No

Survival
Something to do with the nightmare on elm street movie.
I see a picture of myself standing by a table and writing something
I'm in a semi dark room
No Im not writing but ringing someone
I fear for my life

Date: Sunday, May 9, 2010 9:01:49 AM PDT
Important: No

The president
I fear for my life as citizens gather in front of a large shared room where we sleep on the floor and wait for me to find the quadratic formula. If I couldn't find it I'll be assasinated by an advisor. I'm the president of the states. So far I have found two books but they are not what I'm looking for. While I'm doing this I hear the advisor speak in my head about his plan to kill me. I think about calling Thailand to order a book and plan to ring up using a calling card.

Date: Thursday, May 6, 2010 8:02:43 AM PDT
Important: No

Mean principal
I have a dog and I want to change the lead on my dog but my school principal wouldn't let me.

Date: Saturday, May 1, 2010 8:02:44 AM PDT
Important: No

American dream
Lear-3 eating tomatoes
Dad teaches me how to drive on American roads

Date: Sunday, April 25, 2010 7:31:10 AM PDT
Shopping
Went to buy electronics with Pa Jill-1. I carry a clipboard. With a red stamp. The clipbard has what I am gonna get.
First person. Fluorescent lighting.

Date: Sunday, April 18, 2010 5:16:46 AM PDT
I am charged with sexual harassment. March-2 was the victim. First I accept the charges. Then the victim has to point me out so i go to a mall where march and my other friends are sitting. She points me out. Some of my friends don't believe that it is really me.
When I sexually harass her, I am in her room and sitting on her bed while she is having a shower. The tv is on and I think I see something orange that looks like underwear. That's it though.
In court, the police is the judge. The courtroom is a classroom. The policeman reads out what happened and a slideshow accompanies his talk. He says that I told him the order of how things happened wrong.
A man plays guitar. Rock artist.
At one point he plays for guitar hunters.
The order of things were something like 90% percent accurate. And they found that out with msn chat.
this is one of those dreams where I wake up relieved that it was a dream. I was in doubt though.
the percentage for march's accuracy in telling what happened is 100%.