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I remember explaining to someone my reasoning about wanting to go to New Zealand, because I loved big mountains...

I was, for some reason, going into my old middle school with people from my high school to eat dinner in the cafeterias. We must have been together for some sort of a program, but I'm not really sure. I know that I stayed behind a bit while everyone went to dinner. Then, I walked towards the cafeteria and began to feel kind of numb... my whole body was pretty numb, but in a "feeling-sick" kind of way. I knew I would have to lay down or something eventually, but first I checked the line. I walked towards the end of the folded line and saw that it was too long, so I began to walk back down the hallway.

On my way back, I saw an open room with some things that interested me (I can't remember what they were). I walked into the room - a dimly lit computer lab - and saw some very new-looking computers (some of which were turned on) and identical, quality backpacks that were resting on most of the chairs, all with a sleek laptop in them. My reaction to this was natural, but right after seeing them the principal (or someone in "high authority" at the school) walked in rather quickly to bend over and quickly use one of those new computers (it was touch screen, I had another natural reaction to this fact). He mentioned to me what was going on and why he was in a rush: a student with some sort of known health problem or impairment was having an emergency situation and he was getting her help. Apparently it was a really big deal because he said that she would be in the hospital for a while. Then, he said I should make her a piece of art for when she's in the hospital. I was all, "Why would you say this? I'm not an artist," and he was all, "Actually, I've seen some past work you've done, you should/can do it,"- he then walked over to the wall of the room and pulled up some sort of cover that hid a piece of art that I had previously made. It was a large piece with some nice shading in shadowy areas, lots of blues, angles, and in the bottom portion some nice water that was moving naturally as water in my dream (I seemed to know in the back of my mind that it was a dream, because I reacted as if I knew this when I saw the water, it made me smile). I recalled making this in a previous art class, but I had definitely forgotten about it since (I never actually made the piece). I said something like, "Wow, this actually looks pretty good with the lighting in here!" because I had really forgotten about it and was legitimately surprised that I - apparently - used to be good at art.

During this time, I had still been feeling that numbness and sickness, but it didn't prevent me from talking to the man. I told him that it's funny that I ran into him to have this conversation so early (he was going to ask me about that painting thing anyway), and then explained why I was there - the turned-around, felt sick thing. I tried to explain to him all my strange symptoms. I had never felt that numbness before but I knew it wasn't anything good. He said that maybe I could go with the emergency service-people when they arrived, along with the other girl.

They arrived right after that, and I walked outside onto the sidewalk in front of the school (streetlights were on, it was dark out) to wave at the people coming into the school and motion that I needed help as well. At this point, I couldn't speak, I was feeling too bad. Someone saw me, as I thought they would, and brought me onto the vehicle with them (for some reason it was a school bus). I sat there, numbly, and watched two of the young workers talk to each other. It was sort of like I was observing them in their social state, thinking that it was kind of annoying how the one girl was happily gabbing away about social things while we were there waiting on the bus, but then not blaming her because why shouldn't she do that?. I watched her decently pretty, happy face, then looked outside and watched another overweight girl with no makeup on stand there doing nothing as she was supposed to, with a blank facial expression that wasn't happy. I noted how she was sort of depressing to look at. This watching&observing of people was the most realistic part of my dream. I also looked out the window at another emergency vehicle and saw a baby who they said something about - she was either sick or had a deficiency of some sort - and although she was bald with an unusual-shaped head and a tiny body and big eyes, she didn't look like she was in any pain. She was shrieking, and her O-shaped open mouth took up an unusually large portion of her face. The shrieking may or may not have existed intermittently with laughter, but I knew it was a happy shriek, and no workers reacted to the sight of her. I tried to watch her and react by being happy and feeling love and care for the child, despite her appearance and shrieking that naturally made me feel scared and uncomfortable.

The dream ended with me feeling completely numb, watching that girl shrieking. (I didn't watch her for a long or unnatural amount of time, maybe 5-10 seconds - the dream just ended there.)

CRAZIEST part: I woke up mentally knowing where I thought my two arms were. My left one on my left side, and my right one crossed over my body (maybe that was my position in the dream? I have no idea). When I turned my head to the right, though, I saw my right arm stretched to the right. It was really confusing, I did a double-take/feel and that is certainly how I felt. I guess my entire arm has never been 100% numb before, because that was a feeling like no other. I felt like I had no arm, and that that body part sticking out from me was not a natural part of my body at all. It was strange that somehow it felt like my arm was really in a different place, as if it were trapped inside my body. I don't know how nerves work, though.
Anyway, I sat up and made it move in front of me (my head had previously been resting on it). I was a little worried I'd hurt it since I could not feel my elbow at all or any other part of my arm, and I watched it bend and flop forward unnaturally. It was so weird. And I found it so strange that becoming numb was a main part of my dream.

I slept on the family room couch for this one. Went to bed around 4:30. (Had an earlier nap in which my dream felt like it lasted for 1000 years. It was so nice.)

This time, between dreams, I felt no vibrations/sleep paralysis, yet I still felt that wooshing feeling of my "body" accelerating upwards. My head felt intense pressure and a few of the times I "tried" to make myself go up further and it happened, even during the dream. I'm not sure why; it didn't seem to better the lucidity or anything like that. Each time it happened I thought, "So this is happening...why??"

My stability in the dreams wasn't great. I felt myself waking/about to wake up several times during it, but I persistently went back to sleep. I tried to make the dream more stable a few times, though. I've read about people looking at their hands to do this, so I tried that, but it did nothing. I found that looking at my feet on the floor really helped, sometimes jumping while looking down at them. It would feel clear after that, if only for a minute or so. Several times, though, after all the effort, I was feeling like, "What's the point to all this?" because it was unstable to the point where it felt pointless.

In the actual dream, i can't recall quite what happened. I know there were others "like me" in it. At some point when I wasn't yet lucid and was in a dream area of my school that I'd been in before, I was discussing with someone how lucky the younger kids were to have the school redone for them, just like the middle school. (while we were in the middle school it was under construction until the year after we left, so same kind of thing).
Oh my god! Okay, I remember something I really don't want to remember because it involved me feeling really h---y toward another girl, and I was confused in the dream but was like, hey whatever, she's here! It only lasted > a minute because my mouth went somewhere and I felt my teeth touch each other on my physical, sleeping body. (Things like that kept happening, so I must have been 1/4 "out of the dream" or something.)

Sarah was in my dream, not sure why. There was a sort of sense of danger throughout the dream, or like I was in a sort of competition with high-ish stakes. I don't know. Anyways, at one point I realized, "Wow, I forgot I can fly and get away from all of this." And I just flew up in the air and smiled huge because flying feels so freaking cool. I flew for a long time, so that's the last thing I remember.

Things I tried: I finally remembered to try walking through walls. So that was cool, I guess. I went right through like everyone says happens. I tried something else, too, but don't remember what. :/

I think my basic list of things to do has been covered!
Basic checklist:
-looked at hands
-looked in mirror
-read
-walked through walls
-looked at hands
-experimented with clocks
-met people saying they were 'of the dream world' (not really something i can "try" but including it anyway)

Ohhh, I never tried the basic light switch thing! So I'll be thinking of more things to do for the next time I'm in an LD, hopefully more complex than walking through walls

I was really surprised how quickly this happened again.

Only three days after my first SP -> LD trip, I found myself in SP again. This time was different, though.

As I felt the intense vibrations, I tried to do what I did last time, which was make my body accelerate towards the ceiling, but I couldn't do that. I don't know if it's possible for me to "make" myself do that if it doesn't "begin" by itself.

Anyway, in SP I just visualized my dream...and it worked! I would be in the dream I visualized, more or less. So, that happened several times (going in and out of SP - LD) This happened a week ago and I don't remember my dreams all that much. I finally remembered to look at my hands, though! For me, they weren't really demented so much as a finger or half a finger was missing.