non-lucid

12.11.14

Last night bed 10pm - 6am

Had dreams all night. Everytime I woke up, I remembered some.

DR:
I'm in the mountains. Many people around me, all tourists. We are getting on a ride, that looks like Disneyride. But only the vehicle, the nature around us is real. It's a large open-top vehicle on rails. It seats about 10 people in a row and has about 8 rows. I see my frends sitting in the first row left, but somebody already sat next to them, so I sit in first one on the righ. I'm holding 2 seats for other friends. I wonder how it will be sitting in the first row.

Something to do with trench warfare in WW1, only it seemed as though they were wearing some kind of armor over their head and body that could deflect bullets. A rush started and the dream was following the narrative of one guy. He took a couple of hits in the armor, then someone started shooting him in the arm. Five or six bullets went in and he fell behind the cover of a tree stump and started bleeding out. He wished that he had never joined the army and stayed at home with his family on a farm.


Earth was now in orbit around Jupiter somehow all the moons of Jupiter were visible in the sky. (Mysteriously lacking the king of planets though.) I was pointing them out to someone that I was standing with in the parking lot of the supermarket in my town. I think that the moons were my doing.

"That's Europa, and That's Io, and That's Ganymede and that's- also Europa?"

There seemed to be slightly varied duplicates of each moon. I started to question why each moon was exactly the same size in the sky. They all orbit at different distances and are different sizes. Also why are there duplicates of some? How is earth surviving in the orbit of Jupiter?! Wouldn't everything freeze out this far from the sun?

*Wakes up*

Rats. Well I didn't fall asleep until pretty late last night, so I suppose that explains the sour recall.

I found myself on a field with a big tree at the center where there was a beautiful girl in cyan underwear with blonde hair and we were practicing sword fighting. After some practicing we would stop, she would turn away from me lose her clothes and then she would start walking/running the other way.After she left i would have other short dreams but when they ended i would be in the same situation practicing sword fighting with her.This happened a lot of times until i felt tired just before we started to practice so she started to go away sooner than normal, i chased after her and said im sorry and asked her if she wants to do something else this time.She suggested that we could do some puzzles but i dont really like puzzles so i said there boring but if that would make her stay then sure, after that i asked her what her name is and she replied that her mother gave her the name Shyvan.
After that i either woke up or got into different dream.

+(f) (vague/unsure) cars? At LH(s)?

+ summary: (angband dream!) walking through a cave dwelling, stepping over a spiked pit trap, opening doors onto singing monsters who were frightened of me

I'm walking through a complex of underground dirt caverns, fairly dark but I can see. I'm looking for something, a way out, a way home, or just back to the "main" room of this place. At one point I enter a large spherical dirt room, near the top of the room is a little "window"/door thing that I think people above me can use to look down. At one point I open a door which is made of criss-crossed metal bands and there are monster-zombie looking things on the other side of the door, singing (it's a concert? ), they're frightened of me, I'm not supposed to open that door, I close it again. I walk up to a circle on the ground and step over it, the top falls away to reveal a spiked pit trap, I move carefully and don't fall into it, but I look down and see dozens of crudely sharpened wooden spikes pointing upwards.

+ standing outdoors at night next to bleachers where people are sitting, (DO?), a wife takes pictures of a husband and son against starry night sky, I "see" the photos

The photos are the profile of the man and boy, dark but visible, against a starry sky. The stars are superimposed on top of the faces, I look at several faces and think the photographer must be using a long exposure in order to get the stars visible in the night sky

+ competition in front of computers, faces of celebrities giving reviews of video games

The faces are talking without sound. The view sometimes zooms close so that only a portion of the face of the speaker can be seen.

+ chased by a guided missile, pull out its circuit board; closely examine the components and structure circuit board

I and something else are flying through the sky, the other thing is being chased by a guided missile thing. Then the missile thing starts homing in on *me* and I must fly for my life, twisting and turning and rolling away from it. It is a large blocky device with exposed circuit boards. I slap at them and one by one they close up into the housing of this "missile." At one point I decide to yank out an exposed circuit board in order to disable the missile, this seems to work.

I'm examining an intricate circuit board up close. There are chips and resistors and wires everywhere. I think about replacing the board (forgot about the missile at this point) and line up the pins of a connector with some socket and plug it in. I see that by handling the circuit board I've messed up a bunch of resistors, which used to be neat and orderly and now are loosely hanging off of the board on long, bent, metal leads, very sloppy. I'm looking at the joining place of two metal plates of the board, there is a welded connection but in order to connect the two halves there is a special think bundle of wires that runs from one plate to the other plate.

+ (lucid) get off freeway at off-ramp to "visit" a book(?), some kids are watching me, I take off flying to show off, realize I'm dreaming, and move around spider-man style shooting webs from wrist and pulling myself along with them

I'm on a freeway and see a sign in something I'm interested in (a book? book reading?), there is a white circular sign and a black circular sign, and they indicate (1 mile?) distance to the event/thing/place, I exit the freeway on a curved off-ramp and reach a stop at the end of the ramp. There is a car (or two?) of (kids?) people there, I'm being announced? I'm an important person/celebrity. I'm standing in pajamas and holding a huge pillow in front of me in both arms. I decide to give the observers a thrill and to show off. I take a few steps and take off flying, I think they'll think they've just seen superman! I'm flying up into the branches of trees of a tree-lined suburban street. I will myself to go faster in order to make a good show but I don't go faster. I stall among branches and houses nearby, and do a few "air swimming" strokes to get higher but am barely moving. I start pulling myself forwards along thin shoots of branches from the trees. I'm up fairly high and moving along this way and approach a long water spout from the roof of a house with a smallish trickle of water coming down, which I want to avoid. I move to the left and continue pulling myself forwards via these thin shoots/branches from the trees. My eyes reach the level of the roof of one of the houses, a sloping roof of a brown-shingled house, and I realize that I should affirm to myself that I'm dreaming. "I'm dreaming, this is a dream." "I should keep this in mind as I continue the dream." I'm thinking how I can move about better and decide to try shooting spider-man webs from my wrists and pull myself along with them. It works the first time! I shoot a web to a vertical portion of the house whose roof I'm on, and pull myself along. Then I do it again and again, and I'm still moving kind of slowly. I think to pull myself faster by yanking down really hard on the webs after they stick ahead of me and I do move a bit faster. I'm then on the top of a hill outside trees are gone, sort of a ranch-like area with rolling hills, there's a hill across from me. My two sons have appeared and are kind of teasing me "Ah, what are you doing, moving around like spider man?" I say "you can do it, too!" I shoot a web to the hill across from me and quickly pull myself across. I notice my older son is going to try it, I think he's going to aim for a wire fence and think that won't be a good connection (there's a cow on the other side of the fence?). He shoots a web and I see it expand in the air but it just stops without reaching a target. I notice that I must sort of pull my hand off of the web every time. I wonder who cleans up all those webs that spider-man leaves around the city.

December 10, 2015

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I was at home, and it was around Christmas time. I was about to go out with my little brother and my dad to get presents for people. I remember coming out to my dad's car and getting in, but realizing I had forgotten something. I went back inside to get it, where I got side tracked by another member of the family, and then suddenly realized my dad and brother were still waiting for me. I rushed outside and hopped in the car, but that's most of what I remember.

I was in a open field with someone planting bushes into the place. But someone came and attacked us, trying to stop us from planting bushes. I than appeared on my bed and suddenly heard and felt this weird shaking sound. I thought it was a earthquake but still stayed in bed. After it happened again though I got a feeling that the house would turn over or something like that. I finally got up and left the room to see people around. I looked in the bathroom and it was different. Smaller but a sparkling clean and the curtains were blue and white.

As I was walking to the living room I saw a couple of guys talking about something. I than went back to my room. But before I could enter I saw my cousin talking to another person in what was supposed to be the big closet. She said hi to me and was talking to the person about how she wanted to go to Broadway so she could skip and dance. I tried to go back to sleep but than I heard something come in through the window. I looked closely into the air and saw a black glowing feather falling down. It slowly started changing colors as it glowed. Than a pigeon appeared and started saying coco a lot.

I was confused at how a pigeon was saying coco like coco from yes precure 5 but than realized it was a dream.I let the bird fly onto my arm and asked it what it wanted and and who it was. It said it was sort of someone I knew than changed into a small yellow parakeet. I walked to my living room that was now normal,put it on the table and asked what it wanted again. It said Dawn than stopped.

I wanted to see if my singing would calm the bird down a bit so I started singing anything that came to mind. As I was singing though a boy came into my view and he was smiling at me as he looked through the opening of the kitchen that let's you view the living room. I saw as I was singing that the parakeet was now scratching herself like crazy and almost looked as if it was having a seizure. I than tried to shield it from the boy looking at us then just decided to carry it in my hand.

Even though I kept trying to sing a heart whelming song the bird just kept moving around like crazy. I felt sort of bad then looked at the television to see a view of a place filled with buildings but from a high up place. Obviously my singing wasn't helping so I stopped and just as I did I woke up.

Dream 2
I think I was trying to escape a place but ended up flying out and crashing into the water. Someone helped me out but I don't recall what happened next.

I dreamed yesterday that i was talking to my friend about a party. that is really going to happen this week... anyways i end up somehow at the party. Im there at my friends house and people are there drinking.. Im on some type of drug in my dream.. cause I'm just sitting on his couch and I'm literally in space.. like stars and shit. I'm can feel a weird sensation throughout my body at this point and my vision of space is spinning. and the feeling is so good its like sickening.. its pretty weird. I have done lsd, and MDMA. wondering if that has anything to do with it. I quit though about 1 month ago and i only drink and smoke now!

10.12.2014

$330 Bill for breakfast (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

My wife in this dream was my girlfriend and she met with someone who was dressed as a hippie and someone who was a very rich guy. My wife and I hanged up with the rich guy, who apparently we were going to have breakfast together and then go out for lunch. After the breakfast, my wife paid the bill and it was a wooping amount of $330.







I was in shock but I figured she did because he was going to pay for lunch, and probably much more expensive.

We went to have lunch and the rich guy just bought some fast food and I was kind of upset... some fancy guy! In addition, he got mad because he could not take the leftovers from the burgers.

There were two additional guys going after me for some reason and I was in a weird bird contest. I was like in a convention, a lot of red carpeting and a lot of people. Despite being very upscale, some areas seemed abandoned and dusty. I somehow started to follow a bird, that was mechanical and was from some female friend I had. I was able to outrun the guys chasing me and our bird ended up in the 210th position out of like 4,000 birds. I reunited from my wife, who was safe and sound.

NON LUCID
*Smoking good ganja.(lol that's I remember)

I guess that dry spell is broken...

I was watching the final episode of Legend of Korra. In it, Aang appears as an old man and everyone asks how this is possible. He says that he faked his own death so that the world could actually have two avatars. (Um... okay, I don't think that it works like that, but it's a dream.) Also, elderly Aang looks just like the way he did as a child save for he has a long beard and bags under his eyes.

He used this energybending move that caused all of these blue orbs to fly everywhere. It had something to do with focus. He would then select one orb that was the move that he wanted to do. He tries to teach the move to Korra, but she doesn't understand it and gets frustrated. (Of course.)

He then decides that he wants to try it on me. The dream shifts to my garage and Aang is a real person now, only he's a kid now and he has hair like in season three. There is a mirror in the garage and I look into it to see what I look like. For some reason my hair is black has all of these dark brown highlights that look like stripes.

Aang wants to try to use energy-bending on me to make me better able to lucid dream. He asks that I cast a magical field to filter off any negative side effects. I hold up my hand and concentrate on creating a feild and nothing happens, but he seems to think its there. Aang then creates dozens of orbs around the room and begins connecting them. He then fires a bluish white ray at me from his hands that causes me to wake up.


I was walking around my subdivision by the lake when I nose pinched and realized I was dreaming. There was some sort of presence that felt very scary or dark in this location so I decided to fly far away. I put my hands down and turned on my flying jets, and focused on a cloud up above. The sky was a rainbow of strange colors going from crimson red to orange to a yucky shade of yellow, with bluish-gray clouds.

As I got closer, I noticed that the cloud didn't look very cloudy. It looked solid. I slowed down and ran my hand along it. It was solid ice; a solid ice cloud! I then noticed what looked like a tunnel into the cloud. I flew into it and eventually met a high-tech looking steel door. I heard a voice on the other end and someone let me in.

...

I was with Marcus, inside his ice cloud base. He explained to me that the base was actually a secret ship and coolant was pumped to the exterior so that the ship would be covered with ice and condensation to disguise it as a cloud. (That's actually a really good idea, assuming you have enough power to keep the ship aloft with all the extra weight.) He was fighting this alien race called the Fraxnor.

Just then an alarm sounded. A fraxnor was in the base. I saw him out of the corner of my eye and started chasing him. There was a plot in play here that this ship/base was very secret and we didn't want anyone fraxnor who found it to get out alive. I started chasing him, he was about seven feet tall, walking on long triple-jointed legs and huge feet. He had two sets of arms, four eyes, and a small ball-gut style body, and he was the yuckiest shade of puke-brown with wrinkly alien skin. And he could run.

He got to his ship, in the hangar. I jumped into a fighter spacecraft and Marcus followed me. We fired on the guy again and again, but his ship was just a hair faster than us and was getting away. A health bar showed up and it would take one more hit to kill this guy.

Then I looked below us. There was a huge war going on, and the original terrain of my subdivision and town had been replaced with a barren planet of craggy rock formations. The yucky yellow sky remained though. There were four or five space warships and hundreds of fighters on each side. Basically a full-on star-wars style battle. But our mission was to get the one who got away.

"We'll never catch him now."

My lucidity refreshed.

"Not like this, we won't!"

I pulled what I assumed was the eject lever and shot out of the space fighter. I broke away from the ejector seat's restraints with brute strength. I looked down at the escaping fighter. Flying jets on, and I shot after him.

This guy was fast, and I really had to gun it to catch him. I've never flown this fast while flying before, and my booster flame sounded less like a flamethrower and more like the whine of a turbojet. I came down into the canyon, on top of the fraxnor's fighter. He looked up out of the canopy at me and opened his mouth. I could assume he was screaming, though I couldn't hear squat.

The dream got blurry at this point, but I think I wrecked his ship. When it crashed, he tried to get out, but I punched him in the face.

Spoiler for violence and bad things in a school:

I was in what felt like my own high school, but it had three floors rather than two. The first thing I recall is all of these people fighting with knives and guns.

I then recall coming across this infirmary area. All of these people are in hospital beds and they all have these really weird and gross ailments. On one cot this really fat guy keeps giving birth to these tiny babies. There are two or three dozen of them laid out on a towel next to him. In another cot this lady has a basketball-sized pimple on her forehead with blood vessels, it almost seemed to pulse. There are some nurses clustered around trying to treat it.

I go downstairs to the first floor and see that there is a school dance going on. The dance was a blue and white theme and there were blue and white balloons everywhere. My parents were there and they wanted me to find a girl and dance with her, but I told them that I would rather just get the heck out of this school.

I then looked around at the dancing crowd. All of the boys were wearing white sparkly speedos and all of the girls had what were basically blue sparkly bikinis. (So don't ask me how this made it past the school dress code, but we already have guns and knives in the school so I guess this goes too.) My parents showed me that they had one of the sparkly speedos for me and told me that if I wanted to dance, I still could.

I was trying to get out of the school by leaving on a school bus. I was talking to this guy who was on the seat behind me. Then somebody fired a tracer round in an attempt to take down a surveillance drone and it grazed the guy in the back of the head. He fell down, but he was probably just shocked, he couldn't have been dead, he wasn't actually hit. I then saw the sniper shooting from the second floor were the window of the school had been broken out. I saw a platoon of tanks rolling up to the school. The whole school was a war zone. There was some explanation to this, that the school had changed its curriculum or something.

Lucid, non-Lucid, Additional Notes

* I don't remember the first part because of it's very distant and didn't last too much. I just remember I became lucid in some ordinary situation and perhaps I was unsuccessfully looking for some lucid sex but didn't have much time before the dream started to fade out to partially wake up and hear the clock of my room for a while...

.../Now I'm walking in some narrow streets looking for my train station when I get to a very steep street that I have to walk sideways to avoid sliding. It reminds me that I use to find these kind of streets just in my dreams. RC confirms it the same way of the first part. I get to the other side where it was supposed to be the train station but there's a sort of street market there. I see a ladder leading to an upper small platform. I decide to go up there but I want to get there playing with some teleportation. I decide I will get in two steps. When I step on it for the second time the ladder sinks until its upper bottom is on my feet. I like my subC joke. I have to climb to reach the top. Now I see some people from above and the street which is wet as it has recently rained. I want to step on the floor changing my size by playing with my perspective. Once again I just teleport stumbling to the ground. This time it's not working, I keep on walking through some stands when I remember there are some TotM but I cannot remember any of them. I have a very long walk trying to remember, but I don't want to focus too much in forcing my memory to come back because of it could destabilize the dream. I decide the memory must come in a natural way. I realize I'm walking inside a house, getting from a room to another and so on. It looks like a neighboring city of my grandparent's town. The last room I get in is a kitchen where there are no more doors to follow. I see some grilled chickens on a table. I remember I like the taste of the grilled skin, so I take the whole skin out of a chicken and put it in my mouth. The flavor is good but then I spit it out because I don't like to eat it. A woman gets in the kitchen and objurgates my behavior. I don't care and decide to go out through the window. I get in my grand parent's house yard. I still cannot remember any TotM, I just know there are some easy to do but my memory is complete blank this time. I think perhaps there are some other options to remember when it hits me all of the sudden, the Lucid Dares!! Of course, Percy asked me to find the Necronomicon and raise some zombies. I see downstairs the old bakery oven room is still there. I remember there was something with fighting a beast around (). I find this place perfect to find the mentioned book. I know it must be black and have a weird graphic on its cover. I get in the room and see three coffins down there. The beast must be sleeping in the huge one, around 4 or 5 meters tall. I see the interior of one of the little ones which are arranged to the sides of the big one. There's a statue in the shape of a gargoyle
although it's red and is all covered in dust. I'm curious to see the beast, I know it was an epic dream when I fought it. I open its coffin. Another dusty red statue although bigger, muscular, with a bearded human face and huge wings. It's in a standing position holding an axe like it is the keeper of a gate or some. In the background starts playing "Two Steps from Hell" from Protectors of the Earth. I think they are sleeping because of it's daylight and I should better hurry before they wake up. I'm not intending to wake up these three little beauties. I decide to look for the book first. There are a lot of books here and there between the ruins of this place. None calls my attention to say it's the one I'm looking for. There's a bookshelf on the darker side of this room. I decide it must be there because of it's taking too much time. I see a big black book in the upper side of the shelf and decide that's the one I'm looking for. I cannot reach it because of there are some other things piled up in front of it, including a wooden model of a ship which reminds me the one I used to play with when I was a kid. I decide to use telekinesis to bring the book to my hand. It takes some effort before the book falls on the ship. I can hold it before it's a complete mess here. I don't want to wake up the beast by the moment. I don't see any peculiar sign on its cover. I open it and realize it's some Geography book, full of maps! Of course it was the book I found when I was trying to accomplish the fractal dare for the first time. It was full of maps, that was why I didn't find it interesting because of it had no sense at all!!! I flip through the book looking for something special, but it's just full of maps. At this point I hear my dad's radio is playing some Latin music in the background. I think somebody must be working around and that's why it's getting in the dream when everything starts to fade out to black.

* Woke up after that with the tic tac sound of the clock... no music around.

Morning of December 10, 2014. Wednesday.



This was another atypical dream that was quite impersonal yet at the same time very vivid and somehow seemingly connected to something very important, though ambiguous and mystical as well. Something in-dream puzzles me in a negative sense. It is not quite ominous but almost (though vaguely).

I discover a large cave which seemingly has something to do with my family history…

Before getting into this, there is another dream or dream segment prior to this one. It seems quite random in the associations. I am in the living room on Loomis Street and my sister (deceased) “visits” as if the house is not hers at the time. However, she looks a little more like an Alaskan Native who I only saw once in real life when she visited my sister’s husband. Over time, however, I notice that I had been talking to an unfamiliar Caucasian male. He is talking about the War of 1812 and some other historical events connected with my family yet also mentions Arawak (rather than the actual Shawnee relationship) and I see it on a piece of paper he is showing me. A person changing completely from one to another has happened before in my dreams but is not all that common, and although I am quite aware it has happened I do not say anything or become fully lucid.

In a seemingly unrelated set of circumstances, I go into a large cave and from here, there are very strange and atypical perspectives. The cave seems to hold an infinite collection of golden “wheels” though the imagery and vague thoughts make me somewhat puzzled and almost uncomfortable. There is one large wheel that is a version of Vitruvian Man, which seems to be the main “real” wheel and the first one produced by perhaps an ancient entity or extinct civilization.

Along the wall, standing on edge, are thousands of other “wheels”, mostly all identical, portraying either a young boy (I vaguely perceive to be a younger version of myself at one point) or girl in the same manner as Vitruvian Man but seemingly only endless copies thereof. I am not sure what to think and I am not sure of their purpose. They are life-sized. I ponder if they could possibly represent real people somehow (for an unexplained reason), though that seems unlikely since, again, the smaller wheels all seem like duplicates. Still, there is a strong sense of mystery and possibly a mystical anomaly. (Interestingly, there is no in-dream adult “Vitruvian Woman” that I know of though I may have missed it.) There does seem to be more to them than their potential of just being wheels. A pentagram is visible and fairly defined over the Vitruvian Man image, and the same is true for the other “wheels”.

In reality, the pentagram is only an assumption associated with Vitruvian Man, and there is also one version with an added hexagram (a completely different perspective), as well as a square divided into four triangles and many other variations of entirely different associations. This seems to be evidence, in a way, of how people “pigeonhole” their own thoughts into a different perspective than the evidence given (even of their own eyes) while not relating to the views or experiences of others. For example, I have validated thousands of detailed precognitive experiences (far too visually precise to be coincidence - and I certainly cannot “unremember” what has happened in my life since birth) on a day to day basis - even based my life’s continuity on that reliability and “dreams becoming real” (especially in marrying my seemingly predestined “mystery girl” - or at least attained by my soul through childhood remote viewing - which seems the only possible explanation), yet many others seem to be lacking the ability to believe such a perspective while many others have it minimally but not every day and only some seem to use it actively (other than for personal contemplation).

There must be a reason while some (such as myself) are “allowed to get that far” so to speak while many others (even older than me) do not even believe in it in the first place (as well as holding onto hundreds of outdated myths about dreams), so thus never even “begin” to enter dream work potential (even those who have supposedly documented their dreams for a long time). They also have an entirely different view of life, often defeatist or negative in relationship to my own path, and I clearly remember thinking this even at a very young age. This perhaps is my strangest puzzle - even stranger now in the apex of my life’s path (or maybe it is only the beginning of a new potential apex regardless of my age - my own landlady lived to be over a hundred after all).

The very meaning of “average” or “normal” is by that which is not average, common, or normal at all. In other words, “average” only comes about by combining everything and then dividing it - which then only presents a mundane and skewed view of what really exists or is possible (especially regarding outliers such as myself, but outliers in general, including long-term diverse experiences).

I do not yet know the meaning behind this particular dream yet, though. There is a vague association in afterthought with the John Lennon song “Watching the Wheels” though I doubt this was the main instigation for this particular dream.

Since I start my university life, most of my nightmares are related with my grades, and it's because I always feel fear of doing bad in my grades.

Dream:
I was at the university with some of my friends, we were there because we have to choose the teacher that was going to give us calculus class, but it was different this time, because we were choosing the teacher who was going to give us only our final exam of calculus, we were very scared because we have to do a grate exam to pass the class.
It was my university, but like in almost every dream it has some changes, because we have to climb some walls to go to other building.

After I was done with choosing, I enter a bathroom, becasue I was feeling a lot the taste of blood. When I take a look in the mirror, my mouth was bleedind, so then I washed my mouth, and get out of the bathroom.

I was running and climbing in all the university, doing what I wanted, but when the asignation time arrived, I went fast to a very high spot in the university, because in that place the internet connection was very fast, so when I finally arrived to that place, I take out my laptop to enter the university page and then choose my ptofessor.
The asignation part was pretty easy, so when I was done with that I started running againg, just wasting some time.

I was with my best friend, talking about the exam, when another friend arrived, and she tell us that her aunt was going to give the exam too, so we should choose her, because she can make us win, and she tell us that the teacher that we asigned with was the worst, and that he was going to do the most difficult exam we could imagine.
So... My serenity start becoming a really deep fear.

The day become night, and my time was getting over.
I start running again to the same point I do my choosing before, when I arrived I take aou my laptop again, but the university page was not loading at all, and every time I look in front of me, there was another, and another person, and they all were using the internet connection, so it was never going to load for me.
I look at my clock (I didn't do a reality check ), and I noticed that I was 20 minutes late for my exam. Because it was already late, I was not longer thinking in changing my teacher, but in having time to do and finish my exam.

I was going high speed, when I saw two guys that were planning to enter in the same class I was, by that time, 30 minutes had passed from the exam, so I ask them if they were not going to class, and the told me that they had already done the exam, but they get out too fast, because there was only two problems, and there were too difficult for them, so again, my fear was getting bigger.

I was getting closer to the engineering building, I was not longer with my friend, but insted of going to the stairs or the elevator, I just make a REALLY big jump, with the jump I get to the fourth floor (my exam was in the second floor), I enter that class going through the window, and I remember the teacher of that class following me to report me or something like that, I managed to scape from him, and I went to the stairs, when i arrived the second floor, I was running, trying not to hit the people in there, and then the time stoped, even with me, I was not running anymore, I was just looking at the other people expressions, with my same running position, and then I wake up.

When I wake up I was really happy, because I already won that class.

This one's from December 05, 2014:

On several planes, taking someone's bf back to her to Hawaii. Passed through my home city at one point and kept going anyway. Ate food samples in airport (everyone was selling food, like kiosks of food at every stop). The couple had a baby I think, and I knew them from a forum. The bf was supposed to be away temporarily (went to visit parents or something like that), but he decided to stay longer and just mess around. At one point he turned blind for some reason, and fell down the plane stairs. (Like the seating of the plane was like theatre seating). I ended up giving him a smoothie to fix him.

This one's from December 01, 2014:

Have Mexican parents (I'm not Mexican IRL). I'm a kid about 10 years old or so. The dad drives a truck (like a tractor-trailer). I climb on top of it like on top of a train and ride it there, hanging on to bars up there, as the dad drives it. The mom is probably in the front seat. This truck also flies, kind of like a plane, but at a lot lower altitude. It doesn't transform or anything, just starts driving then keeps flying then lands and drives again. The truck went mostly through/above country roads instead of interstates. We run out of gas & money and stop in a town. We have relatives there but we want to pretend to be rich or something, so we go hang out with this random rich lady who's got two dogs and a kid. At first we pretend just fine and make friends, but then she finds out that we're super poor and end up doing work for her. I'm not sure what the parents did, but I did a lot of cleaning. For some reason both of her dogs and her kid piss all over the house, and I have to take care of it. The lady likes me, and I also do some more personal assistant stuff for her, and organize things.