dream fragment

Me and my friend from RL had our parents trying to get us to get together. This was also a thing IRL. I've finally had enough and we both told them that we just like each other as friends.

Later on, I chat to my boyfriend on IRC about a trading card game and whether I should get 5 copies of this one card or 5 different cards. He advised the former, the card was just that good.

I recall a dream fragment where my family took my house helper on vacation with us, we were in a Japanese restaurant. I was asked to order food for her but I told my mom I wouldn't know what the helper would like. I was also tasting what we have ordered prior. They taste great.

I also recall chatting with an internet friend on Steam.

Slept in today, can't really recall previous dreams.

I was in an amusement park with friends from my boarding school. It was in Thailand. We're going to be here until 9PM which seemed a bit boring, even for amusement parks.

I was a bit too excited from yesterday's dream and changed my mantra. I'm not sure if that was a contributing factor but I ended up not recalling anything except waking up several times in the night and doing reality checks, and being unable to remember my previous dreams. All i can salvage is a single dream fragment where I was in a shared bedroom dormitory with people from my university, and we were about to go to sleep, so I guess that False Sleeping is a thing now.

My dream recall is vague because I didn't have much sleep.

I dream that I am Bard, the lost character from the webcomic 8-Bit Theater, I am vying for a spot with the Light Warriors with Noble, a spoiled... well... noble.

I am with some people, playing video games. My friend show me that I have a supernatural power to win at everything. I can't recall much. I recall there being news on the TV about King Rama VI giving up his throne. King Rama VI was already long dead IRL.

I have a false awakening. I have trouble opening my eyes but I place my hand on my cheek and is surprised to count six fingers. I pinch my nose and find that I can breath through it. I get up and try to pry open my eyes, to no avail. I wake up.

I've had a few fragments before Virtual Hedonism, but I couldn't recall much of their detail except for one.

I dreamed that I was the Fallen Human, from Undertale. I was in New Home, standing on the wall of the castle. I was trying to entertain the monsters below and around me.

My dream transitioned to a virtual reality version of Second Life. There were many people around. My virtual house was in the middle of a grassy plain. It was mostly made out of wood, and had a look that won't be out of place in a magazine for architecture. I was a buxom woman with a male's part. I just finished having my time with a black-haired, slim man, and is trying to convince a jovial, muscular, white-haired, soldier-looking man to let me top him. We were all naked. I did not recall actually sleeping with the black-haired man.

Later, I was myself again, but I was still trying to sleep with the soldier. There were people going around my hosue and I was trying to convince them to leave. One of them kicked all of us out of the house despite not being the owner, teleporting us all out.

I woke up and wrote down my dream earlier. Since it was my day off and I was sleepy, I went to bed again. I had a few fragments, but most of them were too vague to write down.

I recall being antagonized by a loudmouthed man in a wifebeater as I sat in a blue metal chair and blue metal table at a food cart on the street (these are common in Thailand), at night, with a few other people around sitting on the chairs and eating. (I think it was a food cart? I recall working on a painting and I recall people eating food.)

I recall having a false awakening where I didn't bother getting up, which was why I didn't perform my reality checks. I was in a bed, which presumably was big, and back in my mom's city apartment, cuddling with her. I dozed off within the dream.

I dreamed that due to some educational shenanigans I have to attend my old school (and by old I mean OLD. It's my first school, which in reality was already demolished) during summer. (This actually would work since I study overseas)

I found that what I had found tolerable when I was younger and in this school was pretty annoying, mostly from my culture clash. The whole ritual of singing the national anthem and praying while standing pretty much pisses me off, so I just screwed around.

I couldn't remember my time in classes, which in my dream I had chalked it up to me sleeping through class and being really sleepy. It actually turned out that it's because my dream is actually a collection of dream fragments.

There wasn't much going on. All I remembered was that I could fly around the school, and I understood that it is something only I can do. I'm out of practice, so I didn't suspect a thing despite the evidence of me dreaming being right in my face (If I had bothered to do a memory reality check I'd have known)

What I was looking forward to was to show off my English in the English class, but I woke up first. Well, not really, I'm pretty sure I woken up a couple of times during this dream. So I suppose the more accurate term would be I woke up, raelized I was dreaming, and decided that I'm not going to continue because it's getting boring.

Analysis

It appears that I am so out of practice that I don't even notice obvious dream signs, which in this case were memory losses, flying, and the fact that I'm back in my old school. On the other hand, it seems that I'm a natural at flying. Woo.

[Title inspired by the wonderful roguelike Cataclysm]

First off, I remember some random bits early in my dream: I was trying to get some object in the middle of a lake. It turns out that there are no boats nearby for me to get to it, so I had to retrieve a boat from a boathouse that I own, I open up a Saints Row Third-esque map and went to get the boat, then got it to the lake somehow. Although I say lake, it's actually a pond in the middle of a city. I don't remember what I got.

Then I remember having a bath in one of those small tall japanese bathtub. It actually felt good.

Then for some reason I remembered driving a motorcycle across the city and avoiding missiles that fall from the sky.

Then now I remember being in what seem to be a house-bunker and closing a door because I saw a zombie. There are 2 people outside who want in. I told them to kill the zombie and we'll talk.

Ultimately they failed, but didn't die. The zombie was intelligent and was able to talk. I don't remember what it said but I do remember having to jump away as it tried to blow up the door with a rocket launcher. Luckily the door was fine. I opened the door and blew the zombie up with my own rocket launcher. But then some more nasties came and I locked the door.

Later in the morning I got out and found really weird enemies, like giant rats, a normal-sized rat riding a giant disembodied head of what seems to be a walrus. After I killed them I found the two people from earlier. I apologized to them about last night.

Then I woke up.

remembered I was doing something in what seems to be a storage room in my house (which house I don't know).

Then I had another unrelated dream where I am Blossoms from Powerpuff Girls, and the Mayor asked us to cause damage to the neighborhood for some reason. We were in my first house that I lived until I was 7. We had a giant oversized orange frisbee. The other girls threw them at the satellite dishes on the roofs of the houses and missed. I couldn't throw at all. I never learned how to pitch IRL, so I'm like a girl

I have been having a hard time recalling dreams, but this one shocked me, it was a semi-nightmare, I suppose. Now that I recalled it, it is pretty stupid now.

I'm in the computer class, and the teacher was being butthurt about me not handing it the first assignment from the last term (which doesn't exist IRL by the way) and was getting on my case all the time. For some reasons everyone in the room were from my previous school, but the room itself is something I have never seen before, and the teacher is a New Zealander who speak Thai with perfect fluency. I got him a paper and asked him to get the topic for me, but he started writing up a transfer note (AKA kicking me out of class) instead. I was distressed by this and started sobbing and bowing at his feet while he acted like a smug bitch about it. Then I woke up.

This was yesterday, I guess. So I dreamed that I was back at my boarding school again and holiday is over, but then I somehow got lucid and realized everything is fading AGAIN. So I went downstairs from the dormitory and found "Anti-wakeup pills" and downed them all, but it didn't help much though since I forgot to stabilize. I woke up from my alarm clock.

Spoiler for Points I should improve:

I really, really need to remember to do reality checks to reassert my lucidity, and I need to remember to stabilize. God I always forget to stabilize.

I think I’ve had this dream two weeks ago or something, but frankly I can’t remember shitall and I just can’t stand the thought of procrastinating on my dream journal any more. I want to end my self-inflicted dream break that went longer than expected and now I can’t recall anything.

It was a dream fragment, somehow I’m in front of my old school’s indoor stadium and there is this tree with something (I forgot) perched on it. My mom was with me. I had a shotgun and I tried to shot it but the shotgun flew over onto the top of the building from the knockback. I climbed up and started jumping with ridiculous strength and grace and tried to run on the wall to grab the gun, but I timed my jump wrong and fell off the building.

Spoiler for Things I should work on:

Well, recalling is the first thing, but that's kind of a given. I should also write down my dreams as soon as I wake up. I also forgot to do a reality check that morning, but that's unrelated. I also had a brief lucidity flash, but I was too distracted and never thought about lucid dreaming at that time, so I should get back to reading things on here ASAP.