side notes

litterally remember nothing about it. and i mean nothing. its almost as if my mind dosent want me to remember.

but thats stupid

isnt it?

My Notes
Non-lucid
Lucid
Awake

So I wake up to make 6 hour alarm as usual. I realise quickly that I'm far too sleepy to try WILD. I can't focus on anything. Being in this drowsy state, I never think of getting up and waking up.

I have a short dream. In the dream I'm in bed still. My parents are talking to me about how It's very late, and I'm going to be late for school. I wake up quickly, very relived that didn't actually happen.

I get back to sleep, and I have the almost exact same dream as before. I wake up, relived again.

I'm standing at an airport runway. To my left is the youtuber "T2." Suddenly, a plane appears out of nowhere and land on the runway. I notice that it's going very fast, and it's just landed at the very end of the runway. The plane makes a loud and sharp turn to the left. A few moments later, it crashes head-first into a building in the distance. I can't see the front of the plane, but I can see it explodes. The entire plane is on fire. The fire is abnormally bright. T2 makes some rude remark about the event, and then the dream ends.

I'm in a room, sitting on an old upright piano. To my right is an old-fashioned lift. To my left is a movie set similar to Star Wars.
A man walks in. He has a short beard and read hair. I know that he's a big time actor. He begins talking about how the lift is actually real. Some people (including myself) don't really believe him. I believe him a few moments later, when suddenly I get the feeling that the room suddenly moved (like when a lift does). Silly dream logic.
The man starts talking about acting. He says something about how he used to have to kiss an overweight girl who didn't like him.

A new dream begins. In this dream I'm in a grey room. The carpet is similar to mine.It is very long and narrow. The room is filled up with chairs just like a theatre: higher chairs at the back, and lower ones up front. Behind me to the left is a Japanese kid, who is also named Matt. At one point I looked at him.
At the front of the room is a small stage for people to stand. There is a teacher standing there. She is holding lots of bags. Each bag is filled with lots of small chocolate sweets. Apparently they are for a very hard school project. I'm now at the very bottom of the room. At the very bottom are two beds. Both are bunk beds. I'm sitting in one. I'm happy because nobody can see me from here.
The teacher (who is female) now takes me into the other room. Annoyed, she asks me why I didn't receive a bag. I respond by saying each time I got mine, it turned out to be for another Matt. After all this the teacher started going on about something else I've forgotten. She accepted this, and I went back into the bed.
There was a middle-aged teacher (male) standing on the stage now. He put a white metal shelf filled with valuables on the stage. A kid named Dale.C for some reason, ran straight into it. I was surprised nothing fell off. Around this time, a girl my age walked down all the chairs, across the stage and out the room completely naked. A few people yelled out childishly at her. I just looked away. This happened more than once.
The male teacher was in front of me now. He was standing in front of a small table. On the table was one of those tools you use to see if a surface is level. I was very long, red and was bent at one point, pointing up. He called me by a nickname I hate, and he asked me to help him click it into place. I'm holding it and I just can't seem to manage. I tell him I'm no good and this stuff and sit down, slightly embarrassed. He keeps calling me that nickname, but nobody laughs. A large student then jumps on the tool. I can't remember what he did to it though.
There's another kid on the bed with me now. He shows me how to fold the quilt. The quilt is black and has the texture of a sleeping bag. I thank him. That's all I remember from the dream.

I'm somewhere outside my local milk bar. There are lots of black people around me, all of them wearing black clothes made of leather. For some reason I just know they're trolls (like internet trolls, but in real life), and they're about to troll the milk bar. I go into the milk bar. There are about 5 of them walking around, one of which is a girl. I expected there to be more. One of them walks into a room he's not supposed to be in. There's an Asian substitute worker there. She seems overwhelmed, and she doesn't know how to deal with all of them.
I grab a big blue bar of chocolate and some sort of drink. I ask the lady how much it will all cost, and she says something like, "2 dollars in English pound, 4 dollars 53c in Australian currency." I figure I have about 70c to spare. I look around asking how much everything costs. I want to buy the best item worth 70c. I end up buying a strange twisted light pink strap.
I notice my blue chocolate bar is already open and some blocks are missing. I go to replace it with a new one, and wonder if it's rude to do so. I pass one of the trolls who is about my age, and we laugh about something. I walk up to the counter and turn in all the stuff I want to buy. I take out a pile of coins and realise that most of them are English coins (I live in Australia). I try to read them, but they're in a language I've never seen before. I apologise to her, and she tells me I have to put one item back. I look down to find I have about 3 different drinks. I don't remember buying any of them. I can only keep one. She suggests I keep the orange one. I agree, but I still don't have enough. I ended up having to pay her back. I say I'll promise to remember to pay her back, because if I don't I'd feel very guilty and bad.

Sorry for the wall of text. I had to write this down on my iPod when I woke up, and again just now. Painful.

non dream - lucid - non lucid

I've been waiting for Sucker Punch to come out since it was announced.
I found a new Trailer for it yesterday (only seen the teaser so far), and I watched it quite a few times
because it reminded me of some awesome dreams I've had.



Whilst trying to fall asleep in the evening I kept playing out similar scenarios in my mind.
I tell myself that if I become lucid during the night, I want to remember Sucker Punch, and I want to go to that crazy and insane world.


I'm in Italy, following a mountain path I have walked a few times before.
It leads to a really good restaurant near the top of the mountain.
I stop to take a look at the scenery. It looks just like I remember it.
But something feels off. I slowly realize that I am in the dream world, though I don't know why.

I engage my senses, feel the wind, hear the noises of the nearby woods and try to see as many details as possible.
Then I remember, Sucker Punch!
Not sure how to approach this task I've set myself I close my eyes and let go of the current scene.
I try to remember the trailer. No specific details, more like atmosphere and how it made me feel.

I open my eyes and feel that I succeeded, though I'm not entirely sure what exactly it is I tried to do.
The scene has changed, I am in some sort of stone castle. There is a big door in front of me, presumably the main entrance.
The corridors are lit with torches. I try to anchor myself in this scene by further enabling my senses.
There is a lot noise coming from outside, a war is raging.
Something is trying to break through the door. Every time it gets hit it makes a cracking noise, it won't hold much longer.
I'm not really sure how to proceed.

I hear steps next to me, someone is stopping to my right. I turn around and I'm quite surprised by what I see.
It's Baby Doll, wearing the same sailor outfit as in the trailer, with a katana strapped onto her back.
Is she going to accompany me?

"You have to believe."
"I do... in fact... I don't just believe, I know"

She smiles and throws me her katana.
I take it out of its holster, it's beautiful, it feels oddly familiar.

The door breaks open. A huge creature comes in, at least 10m tall, wielding a double blade.
I start walking towards him even though I'm afraid.
The excitement and my sense of adventure is much stronger than my fear.
We both start charging at each-other. I dodge his blade and slice through his body with mine.
His body only provides little resistance to my blade, it goes straight trough.

I am outside of the castle, which seems to be floating on some sort of platform.
Yes, the castle is flying in the sky, over a city at war, and there are other platforms floating in the skies as well.
The city is partially on fire, there is smoke everywhere, and glowing shots hit he city and are shot from it into the skies.
To my left is another creature, wielding a minigun.
I can't get to him within time so I just do a slicing motion with my blade towards him.
Energy leaves the blade, hits him and cuts him in half.

Many more creatures are starting to climb onto the platform.
I grab the minigun, which is way to big and too heavy for me to use, but I still manage to do so somehow.
I can feel my muscles drawing energy so they can support the weight.
I start shooting the creatures down with the minigun, but there's too many.

"This way!"

That was baby doll again. I drop the gun and run towards her.
As I reach her she jumps of the platform... what??
I jump after her.

Below the platform is a railway system in mid air and a train is approaching.
I get it, we're going to land on the moving train.
But I'm falling fast, and the train is moving fast as well.
I close my eyes for the impact... believe...

I hit the train hard, but it doesn't hurt.
I open my eyes, we're both riding ontop of it.
The railway starts going vertical.
I look up, it leads to another platform high up in the skies.

Big bullets are shot from the city towards our train, this will end badly.
The inevitable happens and the train is hit hard, but a few cars in front of us.
The train starts to progressively explode from car to car.
We look at each-other... no choice.
We jump of the exploding train.

I flip backwards, so I see the world upside down for a moment.
For some reason this is an absolutely phenomenal feeling.
I turn myself around properly and feel the heat of the exploding train.
We're going down... falling past the castle platform, heading straight for the city.
The faster we fall the stronger I can feel the air pressure, and it's making a terrible noise.

I hear something. Baby Doll tried to tell me something.

"What???"
"I can't fly!"

That's right! I can!
I approach her mid-air and hold her in my arms.
I draw my wings of fire...

It HURTS.
My ribcage and my spine make a cracking noise, and I can feel it throughout my body.
The wings have to carry both of our weight and we're slowing down very quickly.
We fall through the clouds now approaching the ground.
I land on my feet hard, the ground beneath us crackles and the pressure of the impact throws things around us over.
For some reason she's now wearing a white glittery outfit.

In front of us is the city, and hundreds of these creatures are charging towards us from within it.
Suddenly, I have it all figured out.
I hand the katana back to Baby Doll and start focusing my energy as hard as I can.
The tattoo on my body catches fire and grows over my right arm and the right part of my face.
My wings burn hot, the flames become brighter every second.
The heat around me becomes extreme, but it doesn't hurt me, in fact I like it.
I feel insanely powerful.

I'm shot at by some of the creatures, but the bullets burn down due to the heat before they hit me.
My wings grow bigger and bigger. I feel ready.
I eject all of the accumulated energy and focus it towards the city.
My wings leave my body, they are now part of the insanely big fire dragon I just summoned.
It's wing span must be at least 100 meters.

I drop to my knees. This may have been a little too much energy, I feel dizzy for a second and my aura seems unstable.
I quickly manage to stabilize it though. I look towards the city.
The fire dragon has already destroyed all creatures in its path and is now ramming into the city.
The whole city catches on fire, the buildings are torn off the ground.
The war is over.

For some reason I know this war was over a key. A key Baby Doll needs.
I search for the key with my mind and find it in the burning remains of the city.
I draw it towards us with telekinesis.
It's a very simple key, one of those to lock doors within a house.
I hand the key over to Baby doll, because I feel that's what I'm supposed to do.
I get the weird feeling that the reason I'm here is to help her get the key.

She's happy to receive the key and gives me a kiss on my cheek.
Then she disappears.
Nothing happens for a few seconds.
I suddenly remember why wielding the katana felt so familiar...
It used to be my weapon of choice in childhood dreams... in fact I still own it... it must be somewhere in the dream world.
I want to find it... but it isn't in this world...

I don't know what to do next. It feels weird because nothing new is happening, that is very unusual.
I turn around.
A man stands right in front of me.
He punches me right into the face and it fucking hurts.
I wake up.

Note: My next goal is to find the katana I have used in childhood dreams.

Today, being 5/2/11, I have decided to pick back up lucid dreaming after 6 years off. I will be keeping track of my progress and the techs I use to get there.

Week one being from 6/2/11 to 12/2/11 I will just be getting used to writing down my dreams again and wont be actively trying to ld.

When i first starting lucid dreaming it took me 2 months to have my first real, full blown ld. After a while I was having 4-7 a week, the majority was natural with no more induction techs. I plan to get back to that level within 3 months.

[This is a catch-up post. This dream is from the night of January 4-5, 2011.]

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

I'm flying around a large, elaborate, indoor shopping mall that has an upstairs and a downstairs level. [I don't remember how I became lucid, but I did.] Like real malls I've been to with upstairs and downstairs levels, there are lots of open spaces connecting the two. I fly down through one of them to get into the lower level and explore it. Some of the people who are in the mall see me flying, and I talk to some of them.

The lower level is completely enclosed with no windows. It's all painted off-white and appears to be mostly offices, rather than shops. When I get into this enclosed area, I start walking. I encounter a female DC and we start talking. At one point, I actually tell her, “You're a dream character!” She either ignores this or doesn't hear me, I don't know which.

While exploring the corridors and passageways of this enclosed lower level, I find a door that is an entrance to the Arlington Theater. [Although I identified it as such, it didn't quite look like that in the dream. It looked like a big theater for live performances, but without the decorative, themed walls, and even bigger and wider than the real one.] When I enter the theater, I exclaim, “I was looking for this place!” Then it occurs to me, Couldn't you have used an ability to get here faster, rather than just searching for it? I go to take an empty seat next to some of my high school friends. The performance we're watching is a live-action version of Jaws. At the end, I walk up to the very front of the theater and take a picture of the audience.

Then, I feel a need to start floating upward, just like a helium balloon, so I allow myself to. The ceiling of the theater is made up of several layers of pieces of canvas stretched out with ropes. I make my way between the pieces of canvas, sometimes detaching a corner and folding it back, until I float out of the building and into the sky.

The next thing I remember is being on a street corner. My dad and sister bicycle past me and tell me to stop at the corner before crossing the street, to be safe. I say yes, I will. I walk along the road I'm on. I think vaguely of trying to do something else cool, like run really fast, but I don't do it. I look at a photo [presumably the one I took of the audience in the theater; I'm working off brief handwritten notes here] in what I at first think is reality before I figure out that it must still be in my head, because I know that I was dreaming when I took that picture.

While still outside on the street [I think; not sure of the specifics of the transition here], I suddenly find that I'm lying down, and my entire body is vibrating. When I look up and to my left, I see a sleep paralysis monitor. It's measuring how much I'm vibrating. It looks like an oscilloscope, kind of like this one, only in the dream, the screen is all black and there's only one bright-green line across it, that grows thicker and takes up more of the screen as the SP intensifies. Below that line is a numeric readout, also bright-green, that jumps from 40% to 88% as I watch. Below the numbers, I see the words “You did it!” appear on the screen.

So this is what sleep paralysis feels like, I think. I know what it is, but I'm still just a little freaked out by the all-over, shaking, vibrating sensation. I realized that I had to be waking up and thought, No! I don't want to wake up yet! Go back! I tried to DEILD, but I couldn't think of a scene to visualize, nor could I calm myself down enough to visualize one. Eventually, the feeling went away, and I was awake and back to normal. [First time I've ever woken up into SP. Very interesting.]

When I went back to sleep after that, I had another non-lucid dream. This time, I'm in my church. The room seems to be the same size and shape as it is in reality, but lots of things about it are different. The piano is front and center [rather than off to the side], and I'm sitting a few feet behind the piano bench, with my chair up against the windows that form the front wall of the room. I'm watching Wendi play the piano. We talk to each other about something. We're attending Betty's memorial service [which was held the Saturday after I had this dream, and I knew that both Wendi and I were planning to attend].

Later, when we're at the burial service, I look down into the box that forms the underground enclosure for the coffin, and I can see furniture inside it.

After the service, I leave the church building. Outside it is a big, complex interchange of road overpasses and underpasses that spans across a straight main road. Airplanes are using this main road as a makeshift runway. I walk across one of the overpasses with my family to get to the overpass on the other side.

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Side notes:
This was the second night that I wrote down a goal before going to bed. This time, I wrote: “Goal: become lucid, look around at scene, make sure it's stable, then see what other verbal commands I can use.” This time, I accomplished the first two, but forgot about the second two. So far, based on two nights of experience, my working hypothesis is that writing down my goals is definitely helping me to achieve them, but that in the future, my goals should only consist of one or two actions at most, not three or four, because I don't seem to be remembering more than two.

might be ble to remember more now, as im well again! yay! ^-^

It's been a poor few weeks. Recently, I made the effort to put my sleep schedule back in line. I hope I can make it stick and that will bring back my dreams as well.

My Notes
Non-lucid
Lucid
Awake

I went to sleep at around 12am. I woke at 6am. I don't have any idea why, but when I woke up to try WILD I thought I hadn't gotten any sleep that night, and I went back to bed. I must of been dreaming and heard the alarm but didn't wake up. Who knows. After falling asleep I had my only dream for the night.

I'm in my bed. I'm looking toward the wall where my feet point to. To my right there's another queen-size bed, kind of leaning over my bed. It's hard to explain.
"That's odd" I thought. I looked outside my bedroom door, and even though the morning sun had started to come up, it was pitch black on the other side. I got out of bed and instantly became lucid. I walked through the door and into the piano room. I was determined to keep the dream, and my lucidity, strong. I rubbed my hands and yelled out "This is a dream!" quite a few times.
I tried to spawn the girl I like to say to her all the things I've wanted to say. Despite being lucid, I wasn't lucid to an extent where I remember everything from the real world, so I didn't remember how to properly spawn. I walked into the hallway and tried to spawn her. I put my hand 20cm in front of my face and imagined her appearing behind it when I moved it. Nothing happened. I then closed my eyes and imagined her being in front of me. When I opened them, everything had become black and blurry. I instantly remembered you're not supposed to close your eyes in a dream and rubbed my hands vigorously. I went back into the piano room and started spinning. I was trying to spawn back in my bedroom with her in it. Everything turned into a clash of swirling colours: light blue, white & yellow.
I stopped spinning, and I was in my bedroom. Thinking about it now it was fairly silly teleporting to a room right next to the one I was in. In the bedroom was a naked girl sitting on her knees behind the coffee table.. I was shocked at first by the perfection of her body. I looked up at her face to find she wasn't the girl I was trying to find, in fact I'd never seen her before in my life. She may have been very pretty with a perfect body, but she wasn't the girl I wanted to talk to. For a few seconds, I remember my little brother being in the room with me. I sat down, disappointed, and when I looked back at the girl I saw that her "female bits" had been replaced by "male bits." Maybe it was time to leave...

I started spinning again. I ended up on a large piece of flat concrete. It had a tent-roof and a sheet of plastic used as a wall to my left. I looked like a greenhouse. All around me in the distance was nothing but flat green grass, the kind from video games. In the distance was a large building. I didn't see it in great detail.
By this point I was still lucid and knew I was dreaming, but I started to believe the people I met and the things I did were real. I stopped noticing strange things.

I'm in the mansion. I'm no longer lucid and everything from here on is slightly fragmented. I do remember that inside the mansion was very beautiful. The room I was in was about 5 stories high, and there were decorations everywhere. There was also a shiny, wooden grand piano. Next to the piano was a round coffee table with a laptop on it. I browse the dream-version of the Dreamviews forum. It's featureless, the background is black and the text is brown and purple. I actually add a few to my favourites.
What happened next in retrospect was fairly beautiful. First I try to light the roof of the building. I manage only to create a light red / orange light. Some man near me smirks at me.
I don't know how I got there, but I'm in an endless black tunnel. The tunnel swerved and had nothing in it whatsoever. A group of about 10-15 people and I were literally flying though it. As we flew we created a moderately dim dark-blue light, with a white sparkle here and there. I enjoy this quite a lot, and then the dream ended.

I'm disappointed I wasn't lucid for that last part.

Just a note, that part of the dream when I saw the bed next to mine and became lucid, I have a strange memory of that happening twice. I don't know why but it just feels like I experienced it once then right away afterward, then became lucid.

Comments non-lucid Lucid

I felt like I have had an introduction to this dream before. I recognized the bridge in it.

A family, which are depicted as members of my family are preparing to stay in a cabin / house on a tiny little island in something resembling to a fjord. The island only had room for a house with a floor. The house was white with dark brown lists. It was a great and wide wooden bridge to get to the island. At the bridge there is an old man with a blanket over him and a cap on his head sitting in a wheelchair. He has two holes where the left eye should have been. As if the eye had become skin tissue and was punctured. But they have said previously in a dream that he was not dead. The atmosphere is hazy, and over the bridge, I see only a mountain sticking up from the earth that goes sky high. The rest is just swamp, not a road even. Further than just across the bridge I do not see because of fog. Around the hut was only heather, all the way to the water.

There was a baby there, portrayed as Stewie Griffin from Family Guy. He played in the heather on the west side of the cabin when I heard some voices from nowhere and he argued with them. He died of some reason and the man in the wheelchair drove him west from the cabin with a pickup truck. On a road that did not exist. Later, the father and daughter (my sister and dad) are discussing something I don't remember, while she looked down into the water on her reflection. They stood on the north east side of the cabin. It felt like she were suicidal. I felt that everyone in the family would die.

Dream skip until night. The whole family sat and watched the reflection of a very similar cabin on the other side. The father explained that the same happens to the cabin as it happens with this. If it burned, this one burned also. I saw that the hut was burning and that this one also did, then the image disappeared. I now have a sort of guided tour of everything in place before I wake up again. Just like as the dream wanted me to remember it. I woke up.

You may call it a nightmare, but it didn't frighten me even though it was some pretty freaky images there. Like the old man with holes in his eye.

My Notes
Non-lucid
Lucid
Awake

Last night was the first night I went to bed at a proper time, so I didn't get much sleep as I wasn't as tired.

I remember having quite a long dream, but then I got out of bed remembering it was back to school for the first time in 7-8 weeks. Because I got up so quickly, I didn't remember most of the dream. Here's what I do remember:

I was walking outside. The grass was a faint green, and there were old farm fences everywhere. Behind one of the fences was a dog. He was old and slow and walked up to me.

Yeah, that's all I remember of my long dream. My six hour alarm didn't wake me up because I took about 3-4 hours to get to sleep.

I was walking up some type of hill that seemed to be shaded purple. I immediately realized this was from a video game and became lucid. I was feeling like a sex LD, so i summoned 2 really hot chicks and we went into a nearby house. I'll let you fill in the details I abruptly woke up in the middle of it and was kind of disappointed, but oh well.



I was standing in what i think was our church basement. The dream seemed to be in the third person view and i saw myself as about 12 years old sitting at a table across from the girl. She wrote something on a piece of paper and handed it to me. I can't remember what it said but somehow it got me lucid! I quickly jumped up and ran around the table, but, being stupid, forgot to stabalize the dream and it quickly faded. Damn, another wasted dream.



I was in the hull of some sort of ship and there was a great storm going on outside. I walked near the window and coud see huge waves hitting the boat. I ran up on deck but the waves were coming over the railing. I dashed into the big tower thingy that the captain is in (don't know what it's called) and i looked out the window. Then, suddenly, I woke up.

My Notes
Non-lucid
Lucid
Awake

I had three dreams last night.


In the first dream I'm in the piano room with my parents. The wooden desk from my older brother's room is there. For some reason there's movie posters on the wall opposite the fire. There are lots of little white dolls around the floor. I know that they're XKCD dolls that I must have bought. I think one was cracked.
I'm now in my bedroom with my brother, who is holding a stick or something, accidentally smacks my telly. I look at the damage, and there's one dead pixel and a small dent.

The second dream was very strange. I was with a group of people who even now I can't recall at all. We were in some sort of puzzle from a game. There were different sections all in the one area, each with a different terrain. I was in the jungle area next to a person. I pointed to a stone section saying we'd come from there, event though I have no memory of ever being there. Over the wall of this section I see a desert section. There's nothing there but an insect (or bug) that looks like a cockroach. It runs around when a small animal digs out the sand and eats it.
I'm at a different section of the puzzle now. I have to get across to another section. To get across I have to get across a flying fox. The only problem is that it's uphill. The Stig from top gear goes first and does it fine. There are people on the other side. I give it a try and fail. The people all start giggling at me, because I "don't know the right way to do it." I eventually manage it, by stopping the rope half way and pulling my self up.

In the third dream I was in my kitchen. A character from the TV series "New Tricks" was there as well (not as himself). For some reason I knew that he had done something bad in his past, but I decided to forgive and not judge him.
"Where are the glasses?" He asks me
"They're up there in the top cupboards" I say, as I point to the cupboard.
"I can't reach them; I have something wrong with my back."
Even though he says this he still gets a glass. As he puts it on the bench, I remember he slowly fell asleep. I knew something was wrong, because he looked like he was in pain. A man, who looked like a WW2 soldier, walked into the living room, and I tell him to quickly call the police.

Since I went to sleep so stupidly late, I never even woke to my alarm. I should have better luck this week, as I'll finally have a proper sleeping cycle.

10.01.2011

Death (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

A girl went to the seaside to capture a few photos of the eclipse. Somehow she got a wound in her neck and it was spraying blood all over the city. A doctor/detective and another girl went to help her. Soon the doctor was missing and it turned out he got killed in a car close to the bleeding girl. Another girl in something like a dorm got locked in a really long bathroom with a huge window in one end. The eclipse melted her. While I was going out of my room with another girl I didnt know, I met some guy who had something in common with both deaths. These deaths had turned into legends around the campus (since when do I live in a campus anyway?),so when we got in the elevator I asked him about them. Then I noticed that my girl was missing. We went back to my floor to pick her up and then she attacked us. I figured out It was going to turn into a nightmare failed to control my surroundings. I woke up and as I was thinking about the dream I fell asleep.

Lucidity: 7/10
Vividness: 7/10
Length: ~10 Min.

I was walking, then I was about a mile away from the bus all of a sudden. I was like "hey, look, I'm dreaming!" So I saw the bus I was on and tried to swim towards it. After swimming for a while I started to fly. Then I landed and saw this black cat. It did everything I did. I ignored the cat. So the bus went behind this big metal thing so I ran very fast and jumped. I jumped very high and didn't make it. Then I just started to jump for fun. I also did a front flip. So I finally got on the bus after an hour and there was a contest thing. We chose a team and tried to touch each other's heads before the timer ran out. I chose the wrong team and was like "oh, man." But it really wasn't that bad. When it started I put time in slow-motion. I just wanted it to do it and it did. So I was just touching peoples heads and this one lady didn't have any earrings on. She was also very ugly.

My Notes
Non-lucid
Lucid
Awake

Well I've just gotten back home after being gone for three days, so there were no dreams then. Sorry. I had three dreams last night. Annoyingly I've completely forgotten one of them. Hopefully I'll remember it sometime today.

The first dream I was at a caravan park. The ground was mostly sand, and my younger brother was with me. There were small trees everywhere, and they kind of worked as walls. I was riding my bike around and noticed while riding that the wheels had no air, but I still rode smoothly.
Whilst I was riding I passed a kid (who I think I used to know) and his little brother a few times. I kept driving passed him, missing him by only a small gap. I felt bad for annoying him.
In the dream I remember riding down a long stretch of sand, then after riding around more I'd return to this stretch of sand again.

The second dream was slightly more vivid. I was in a classroom with white walls, and I had a teacher I'd never met before. I tried to sharpen my pencil, but the blade was too dull. It only succeeded in breaking the end of the pencil. I took out a normal pen from my pencil case and rubbed it against the blade. I thought by doing this it might sharpen the it. After a few moments I went back to sharpening my pencil. Still too blunt, and now then pencil was all bent.
A boy sitting on a table to the right of me (Matt.W) was telling me something about how to do it properly, when the teacher walked passed. She was incredibly mean to me. As she walked away I callously stated she was a whore.
"You think the teacher is a whore?" Matt.W said, looking slightly confused. I was worried he would tell the teacher.
"No no no, I just..." I didn't know what to say, so I just kept quiet.
Matt never did tell the teacher what I'd said, and I'd never manage to sharpen my sharpener.

I awoke to my 6 hour alarm. It was going to be a 40 degree day today, and I was already hot. I hadn't gotten much sleep because my left ear was clogged with wax. I decided it wasn't the best time to try to WILD.