Somniloquent G

I just had an awesome night of dreaming. Not only one, but two awesome dreams on the same night (7 and 10)!

[INDENT][RIGHT][SIZE="1"][COLOR="#808080"]31.12.2010[/COLOR][/SIZE][/RIGHT]
[SIZE="3"][COLOR="Black"]12/31/10 - 10[/COLOR][/SIZE] [SIZE="1"][COLOR="#808080"](Non-lucid)[/COLOR][/SIZE]

[SIZE="1"][COLOR="#808080"]NON-DREAM[/COLOR] [COLOR="#1E90FF"]DREAM[/COLOR] [COLOR="#DC143C"]LUCID[/COLOR][/SIZE]

[COLOR="#808080"][/COLOR][COLOR="#1E90FF"]1) I'm in a car with AP and UM. They're driving me back from someplace. I get a very negative impression of AP but rather positive one of UM, who's cool. They drop me off outside of a fence to what looks like a dump, but this is where I need to go. I thank them and leave the car.

2) I'm standing on a bus and BH is behind me. I begin lightly singing a Linkin Park song, and BH starts laughing. Only he would get the joke because the two of us are coming back from something where that song was prominently featured. I don't care what the other people on the bus think of me - BH gets it and he thinks it's funny, so I'm not really embarrassed about singing the song on the bus, even though at first I thought I was singing softly enough that no one could hear me.

3) I'm in Seattle, walking around a sparsely populated mall (There are only a few people walking around, and it's not crowded; there are just enough people to give it a friendly atmosphere. I feel comfortable in this place.) that I know is the football stadium. It floods, having the roof nearby (it was glass) completely shatter and water comes pouring in, flooding the mall (which I call a stadium). I passively watch this, but I don't really even notice it or give it a second thought - in Seattle, this is a regular event. It's no big deal and I don't even pay any attention to it.

I'm with JU and we're walking around the mall. We go into a mall and see an Hispanic worker pushing around a cart filled with bottled drinks that look like Gatorade. He's ready to stock the shelves when I interrupt him - I would like one of those drinks. They look really good and JU takes one too. I take a Brisk Iced Tea or two as well as a colored drink (a red one?). I ask the man what it tastes like.

We go to the counter to pay for our drinks. The cashier is a middle aged Hispanic man, probably in his 50s or 60s. He tells us how much the drinks cost ($3.75?) and I take out the change in my pocket and try to count my change. However, it's extremely difficult and almost is hurting my brain. It's taking an enormous amount of energy to count my change, which is sized differently than it should be. It looks weird and I can't seem to count properly - addition is extremely difficult. Looking like an idiot, I try to hurry up. I'm kind of embarrassed, not being able to count my change in this store. I pull out a dollar bill to decrease the amount of change that I'll need, but I still need to find 75 cents in the group of coins that I put on the counter. I try again, but each attempt to count fails. I know I have enough money, I'm just having a hard time counting it. The nickels are and the quarters are the same size, and the pennies have a weird color [/COLOR][COLOR="#808080"](I think it's the regular bronze, but I'm taken aback by that.)[/COLOR][COLOR="#1E90FF"]. I eventually just give up and tell the cashier to take all my change. JU and I exit the store.

4) I'm in a van. I'm drinking the Brisk from 3?

5) I'm with a group of people in a clearing behind school, where the football field should be. TB is there, hitting tennis balls off of the side of the building. I remark that he's really good.

A plane passes overhead, but I miss it. Two more planes pass by really low and it's cool that I get to see them. There must be an airport nearby.

6) continuation of 5?? I'm in a clearing behind school with a large group of people. We're where the football field should be, but the football field isn't there. The librarian yells out the window, but no one can hear her. Everyone starts asking around what she said, and finally word gets out. The terrifying news hits me: "All elves must leave" [/COLOR][COLOR="#808080"](or something like that)[/COLOR][COLOR="#1E90FF"]. I immediately realize that this is the end of the book, and that was the last line on the last page. None of us ever got done reading the book, but we we all got up to the last line. The librarian was doing us a great favor by telling us what happened, and she wasn't spoiling it for us because we were all up to that point anyways.

Still, I was terrified. The poor elves! They have to leave, and I could see all the Munchkins scurrying about. Hagrid bellows that he'll take in all the Munchkins, who are extremely relieved and thrilled to be taken in. They all squeeze together in a tight circular formation and all of them pack into a small area, which could be easily transported into Hagrid's hut and not take up space. Conveniently, Hagrid's hut is now in the center of the clearing.

7) continuation of 6? I'm in the parking lot of my elementary school, right outside room xx. It's graduation from high school, and so I say goodbye to everyone. I awkwardly wave and utter a quivering "Bye" to my Asian friends, knowing that I may never see them again. I start running home, and this is the graduation race. Everyone in the graduating class is running to find out who the best runners are and to rank everyone according to speed. Being the fattest, I naturally assumed that I'd end up last and finish hours after the leaders. Much to my surprise, I found myself in third place! This was probably due to my great start position, as all of the members of the class couldn't possibly all start at the same spot. Exhilarated to be so close to the top (even happy not to be last), I put in a greater effort. I tried as hard as I could because I actually had a chance of winning, even though I knew that there was no way I could realistically beat these guys.

I was literally giving it 110%. I ran harder and faster than I possibly could, more determined than I ever had been before. Sprinting with all my might, I passed both runners, who were at about the same location. The fastest in our class was clearly SOL. We got to the clearing next to my elementary school and I decided to run through the clearing rather than pick a sidewalk, as the fastest route between any two points is a line. SOL and the other runner both elected to run on the same sidewalk and then curve around. I ran across the leaves, but when I reached the other sidewalk I had to crawl. This was physically demanding, and as it went on it became nearly impossible, for there was no friction and I couldn't grab hold of anything. I desperately searched for ledges, knowing that my time was running out. I eventually crawled by using the little indentations between each sidewalk block since there were no longer any ledges on which to propel myself.

I reached the end of that sidewalk, got up, and began running down the final stretch. I watched with disappoint as SOL and the other runner passed me, just as I was getting up. We ran straight down the street in a winner-takes-all, all-out, gritty competition. The atmosphere was desperate; I [I]had[/I] to beat them. I helplessly watched as they pulled away.

Luckily, I had this planned all along. Two armored cars would buzz down the street and surround the two runners ahead of my, blockading them from the finish line and allowing me to run right by and take first place. Imagine, me being the best runner!

As I thought up this plan, it actually happened. The other two runners were across the street from my house and were in the middle of the street my house is on, a mere 3 feet from victory. The armored cars swerved in, blocking them.

However, something went horribly wrong. The cars were supposed to swerve to the left of the other two runners to block them from their goal, which they successfully did. But there was a third car!! It was supposed to swerve to the right of me to keep my path clear, but it swerved to my left and blocked me from the finish too!! That's okay, though; I'll just run around it and dart to the finish line in a mad dash to get threre before the other runner and SOL.

I ran around and cast a glance at the armored cars, which were opened up on that side. An African-Amerian boy, probably 16 or 17, was being handled by two men and thrown harshly onto the pavement. This is my brother! My brother had been raped!! SOL and the other runner came and blocked the men by standing between them and my brother, sacrificing themselves so that my brother and I could escape. I walked with him up the walkway and onto the porch of our house. He looked so violated, so downtrodden: he was fully naked and his vagina was clearly agitated and swollen. I screamed for the door to be opened, jabbing the doorbell repeatedly? and banging on the door and screaming for someone to open up.

Assuming he had gotten in safely, I sullenly walked into the driveway. Now I was a girl with long, curly black hair, on the verge of tears. My brother had been raped! I felt horrible. This is absolutely miserable! I reflect on what just happened and slowly walk down the driveway. Dad comes out of the house and beckons me inside to discuss my day.

We're now in K's room, sitting on the windowsill in the back. I'm holding back tears. I angrily tell my father that I don't want to talk to him right now. He's mad and is demanding that I tell him what's wrong. I don't want to talk about anything right now after being traumatized by what happened to my brother. It seems as if dad doesn't know what happened. He's asking me how my graduation went and tells me to smarten up. I almost told him that I was the top runner and I know that would make him proud, but this wasn't the time for that. I was going through a horrendous tragedy.

8) I tell my dad I don't want him reading my essays??????

9) I'm with KD, NT?, and JD. They're bringing cakes out of a kitchen? and JD almost drops hers. I'm just standing there not really doing anything and I notice I'm kind of useless and just in the way, but I realize that there's nothing I can do because all the cakes are already being carried by people. Someone comes over and helps JD because she's holding two cakes and one would fall if she tried to balance both of them.

10) continuation of 9???? We're on one of the top floors of some high rise. It's a pretty opulent place, with red carpets and Christmas paraphernalia throughout. I'm disappointed that I kind of missed the Christmas season because I was doing my essays. My mother comments on that and says something about me missing the fun activites.

I'm now playing a Pokemon game on what seems to be a mystical sphere. Inside the sphere is a swirling red aura. Pikachu is in the game. My father scolds me for playing a "baby game" and relentlessly yells at me. BS comes along (he got off an elevator???) and sees me playing the Pokemon game. My father points out that I'm playing it?? I'm highly embarrassed to be caught playing it in front of one of my friends, but I enjoy it so I'm going to keep playing, even though he's here.

BG starts playing a song on a keyboard. It's Beethoven, I think. I jokingly say that "you're just typing gibberish," but I know full well that each key makes a the noise of a different piano key. It's a QWERTY keyboard (at least I think it is, I didn't bother to look at the actual letters). I'm trying to play a game (Minecraft)?? so I pretty much brush BG off and don't pay attention to her. She's having trouble with the zoom-in and zoom-out functions, and I zoom in for her. She's mad at me and scoldingly yells that she wants it zoomed out max. I start to zoom out and eventually get it.

I go back to my game: I'm in a cyclical canyon with a floor of water and enormous monolithic rock walls. I'm flying around the canyon, trying to catch the enemy. We just keep going around and around the canyon but I just can't seem to catch the enemy. BG's in the game now, too.

It's a co-op: BG is on my team trying to catch that thing too. We gain speed and see the tail end of it - it's a huge freighter, kind of like the Republic Cruiser

[img]http://images.wikia.com/starwars/images/6/6f/Consular-class_Space_Cruiser.JPG[/img]

but much more massive and with much more height and length. We have to get to the front of it, but even with our burst of speed, the ship is so long we just cannot get to the front of it.

I have an idea! We turn around and go to the other direction, easily confronting the ship head-on with the wind on our side. Being at the front, I'm the first one to jump on top of the freighter and begin work. Our objective is to cut off the extremities of the freighter; I easily succeed in cutting off the pipe/tube at the front. I see BG (and a third member of our team?) go further back along the freighter and do the same. Mission complete - we've succeeded!

I'm overcome with absolute joy. I sit on the front of the freighter, which is now a dragon?? (It's actually a long, white balloon, but I interpret it as a dragon?) We fly over my hometown/neighborhood and are welcomed back as heroes. We fly over X Street. I wave to my adoring fans, and it's almost like the end of a video game where all the characters tell you congratulations and wave to you, proud of your accomplishments. But this was real!

We were flying low, low enough for me to talk to my adoring fans. I merrily greet the Asian students I bid farewell in 7. I called out, "Ni hao!" One of them echoed the Mandarin greeting while the other replied, "Mu hao!" which I assumed must be Cantonese.

There were banners throughout the town and arches commemorating my great deed. Confetti was flying everywhere. I smiled and laughed, having never been happier. One Asian student inquired, "Are you a Buddha?" I replied with a grin, [I]"I am the Buddha!" [/I]I momentarily wondered if I should regret that and whether or not it was offensive, but I determine that it's not offensive at all because he does understand the ideology and I have been Enlightened. It's a rather appropriate statement for me.

Everything is great and perfect. I'm the happiest guy in the world.

I either realize that I'm dreaming and wake up, or realize that I'm dreaming because I wake up. By the time I think about what I should do lucidly or desperately attempt not to wake up, I'm already feeling my physical body and realize I'm just laying in bed with my eyes closed.[/COLOR][/INDENT]

Total dreams: 770
Total days: 372
Total lucids: 12
Dreams per day: 2.081
Lucids per day: 0.03225
Days recorded: 225
Dreams per recorded day: 3.422
Lucids per recorded day: 0.0533
Dreams per lucid: 64.166

Dreams this year: 48
Days this year: 7

Dreams per day last year: 1.978
Dreams per day this year: 6.857

[INDENT][RIGHT][SIZE="1"][COLOR="#808080"]30.12.2010[/COLOR][/SIZE][/RIGHT]
[SIZE="3"][COLOR="Black"]12/30/10 - 12[/COLOR][/SIZE] [SIZE="1"][COLOR="#808080"](Non-lucid)[/COLOR][/SIZE]

[SIZE="1"][COLOR="#808080"]NON-DREAM[/COLOR] [COLOR="#1E90FF"]DREAM[/COLOR] [COLOR="#DC143C"]LUCID[/COLOR][/SIZE]

[COLOR="#808080"][/COLOR][COLOR="#1E90FF"]1) My dad and I are helping K up the stairs. Dad's the one actually helping him and I'm the one who's picking up the yellow marbles in his path. In the attic, however, there are no yellow marbles; instead, the yellow is mashed into the floor and cannot be picked up.

2) There's long hollow pole - you don't want be be sent down there for punishment, because at the bottom you'll fall into a mixture "other things," i.e. feces and other disgusting permeable substances.

3) I'm in a suburban town. (transition to 2???)

4) I receive a large teddy bear as a gift. It's probably at least 10 feet tall; I'm really happy and I thank my parents. The teddy bear is a Cub, as in the Chicago Cubs.

5) I'm in some sort of battle; other kids are coming from down the hallway. There are two other kids with me, but we don't really talk. There's a small side alley in the hallway, which has two crevices. I hide in one of the crevices while the other two kids stay in the middle of the hallway. I sense people come and fear grows inside of me. They eventually come, and I change the crevice in which I'm hiding. Eventually, I jump out and am ready to confront the enemies. They're dressed up in knight costumes??

6) continuation of 5?? I'm horsing around with some kids in a grocery store. We probably shouldn't be doing this, but I'm having fun. As I twirl around dodging their attacks (they're harmless; we're just doing this for fun), I see my boss. I say hi to her, but she mustn't have seen me. She turns around and now sees me beause I said hi to her. I continue to run around playing in the grocery store, and eventually my boss comes up to me and asks if I want to work today. I really don't want to work, as it's Wednesday and I was planning on writing my essays today. I reluctantly tell her, "Sure," because you can't really say no when they ask you to work.

I then see Mr. S, who asks me where something is (I interpret this to be either a recycling bin or a mailbox). He must think I work here, but I remember where the thing is anyways...I think. I tell him you go across the street amd walk directly across the crosswalk, and it should be right there. I'm not completely sure if that's right, and I don't even see any crosswalks. I qualify my response by telling him that I haven't worked there in a long time. My mother agrees, noting that I haven't been to work in what, 2 months? We have a conversation about the last time I worked.

7) I'm in a car with my dad and I'm giving him directions. I want him to turn at X Street, but apparently I had told him before the dream started to not turn until Y Street. I don't remember him ever telling me this, so he gets mad and yells at me. We end up just driving home and not going to that destination, which I concede is okay.

8) I hear JF say (I can't remember what he said. It was nothing strange or memorable, though.). I note that "This is the third time he's said this today!"

9) I'm walking through the second floor of my school and as I pass by a classroom, I hear JF say the same exact thing he said in 8. I note to JB, "This is the fourth time he's said this today!" [/COLOR][COLOR="#808080"](This is the only reason I know that 8 happened, as in 9 I clearly remembered him saying that at least three times in other dreams and I found it odd that he would say the same thing again.)[/COLOR][COLOR="#1E90FF"] I walk down to the cafeteria and tell RL to get out of my seat. It's the end of the day and it's last period. I tell him that it's my seat; I sat there for breakfast this morning and it was my seat! It's okay, though - I'll just sit a couple of seats down.

10) I'm in a group that's walking atop a hill in a forest-like environment (is it a Minecraft map???? probably not, but it's possible). The whole group of us is descending into a cave that will lead out to where we're going on the other side. I'm walking down the stairs in the cave behind some girl when my dad? nudges me and indictes that I should go more quickly. I'm always uncomfortable walking down stairs with girls, so maybe I am holding everyone else up. I dart by her and go down the stairs very quickly, not thinking about the girl and just running down, past several people.

11) I'm at a Model U. N. conference. [I]Model U. N.!!? [/I]I'm completely unprepared!! I didn't even know we were having a meeting today. I don't even have a country or an issue. I have no idea what's going on. The Model U. N. coach is going to be mad and disappointed in my lack of preparation. I never scheduled a practice with him or anything. Am I even suppossed to be here? I look for him in the crowd and see him, but he's near the front so I can't talk to him right now. I'll just wait until he comes over here.

We're in my school's gym, and all the chairs are set up to accomodate everybody. The lighting is kind of dim, but I can still see fine. TB is at the front, performing. I'm taken aback by this, as TB shouldn't be there! He's not a part of my life anymore and there's no reason for him to be here. Oh well, I guess his school is just here competing too. There are giant inflatable matresses/rectangular prisms and cylinders on the stage, and everyone's commenting, "Oh, we're going to have [I]that[/I] type of Model U. N." There must be all different types of this, with us randomly getting the one with the giant inflatable shapes mashing each other on the stage. NBA and JF are with me.

12) coninuation of 11? I wake up. YES!! Boy, am I relieved that that Model U. N. thing wasn't real. I was so unprepared for it; it would've been both embarrassing and a disappointment to the Model U. N. coach. It's only the morning of the conference, now. I'm so grateful for this opportunity; now I have an hour or two to prepare. I call NBA and look up some stuff on my iPod Touch.[/COLOR][/INDENT]

Total dreams: 760
Total days: 371
Total lucids: 12
Dreams per day: 2.0485
Lucids per day: 0.03234
Days recorded: 224
Dreams per recorded day: 3.3928
Lucids per recorded day: 0.0535
Lucid dream percentage: 1.57894%

Dreams this year: 38
Days this year: 6

Dreams per day last year: 1.978
Dreams per day this year: 6.333

[INDENT][RIGHT][SIZE="1"][COLOR="#808080"]29.12.2010[/COLOR][/SIZE][/RIGHT]
[SIZE="3"][COLOR="Black"]12/29/10 - 3[/COLOR][/SIZE] [SIZE="1"][COLOR="#808080"](Non-lucid)[/COLOR][/SIZE]

[SIZE="1"][COLOR="#808080"]NON-DREAM[/COLOR] [COLOR="#1E90FF"]DREAM[/COLOR] [COLOR="#DC143C"]LUCID[/COLOR][/SIZE]

[COLOR="#808080"][/COLOR][COLOR="#808080"]I'm really frustrated right now. I nearly always sleep until 11, 12,or even 1, but this morning I woke up at 8 and could never get back to sleep. I tried to fall back asleep for an hour but couldn't. :([/COLOR][COLOR="#1E90FF"]

1) I'm in bed, trying to go back to sleep. It's the morning, and I'm kind of hoping for a WILD but really I just want to go back to sleep so I can recall more dreams and hopefully DILD. Unfortunately, my little brother comes in my room and starts harrassing me. He's yelling and aggravating me in any way possible just to make me miserable and ruin any lucid chances. I'd be happy just to get back to sleep, really. He's holding onto something that belongs to me. He's attacking me and grabbing me, so I try to hurt him to deter him. This doesn't work, so I pinch him and won't let go. I keep hurting him and he starts crying, running out of my room to go cry to mom. He's going to try to blame this on me, but really it's his fault and I have nothing to worry about because I was just defending myself.

[/COLOR][COLOR="#808080"]Unfortunately, this dream pretty much came true (besides the part where my brother came in). I was miserably trying to fall back asleep at 8:00 AM (4 hours before I usually wake up) but couldn't. :([/COLOR][COLOR="#1E90FF"]

2) continuation of 1?? It's the early morning and I can't go back to sleep. I really want to, but I'm having a tough time. I'm kind of disoriented and everything's kind of fuzzy; mental acuity is abysmal. I decide that I need to check my fantasy basketball team immediately and that's why I can't fall asleep. I check my iPod Touch in bed and realize that I don't have anyone playing in the PF position. This is really important, because my star player (with PF eligibility) is sitting on the bench and his game starts at 2:27. If I go back to sleep now, I'll miss putting him in by the start of the game. For some reason, there's no button on the iPod Touch to edit the roster, so I quickly run upstairs to the desktop computer. I look for the site on my Favorites Bar but it isn't there. I click the double arrow (for the rest of the favorites) and see it near the bottom of the list. I go to the site, but it isn't there.

I'm on Wikipedia and I find out that the site on which I play fantasy basketball has been bought by another company. It doesn't explicitly say this, but that's what I ascertain from reading the article. It has a chart comparing the two sites, showing that the one that bought mine is clearly better in every regard. I scroll down the page of baseball information, such as a St. Louis Cardinals fan posting "if we had kept D. H. Neagle for another season, we would've [been competitive for another season.]" D. H. Neagle actually tied C. C. (which stands for Cy Young) for third in the MLB in wins in 1903 with 803. He went 48-10 with a 3.38 ERA. "Theo should look at the two guys who beat them as eligible for his homosexual roster!" replied a poster who was apparently disgruntled with the Red Sox's offseason moves. I then see a Tigers fan post that "We're losing 7 players this offseason who we're not going going to be able to resign." As I expected, a Red Sox fan replied "Well you took one of our best players," referring to Victor Martinez. Without reading the rest of the conversation, I understood how the rest of the conversation went: the Tigers fans are mad that the Red Sox are spending exorbitantly and are going to add Brian Fuentes to an already stacked roster, essentially buy a championship and assembling a team that's unbeatable.

The rest of the posts all referenced a number in the 700s (720?) that I eventually guessed was a 4chan meme meaning homosexual. It's apparently derived from a French phrase commonly translated incorrectly. I read some people posting the phrase, and the key word was "stoné." I remember thinking to myself that I should read the French because I can, but I'm generally too lazy. I started reading, and the only word I got to was "malicia."

[COLOR="#808080"]EDIT: I'm really glad I had that dream! I had completely forgotten about my fantasy basketball team, and when I just checked, I saw that I had had Kevin Love and Danny Granger on the bench for the past three days! :O Thank you for the reminder, dream![/COLOR]

3) I'm with my dad and we've crossed the border for the first time (to Florida??). I mention that the houses are big and my father agrees. As we walk through a neighborhood, the houses are actually pretty small, although the ones we saw at first near the border were definitely big.[/COLOR][/INDENT]

[INDENT][RIGHT][SIZE="1"][COLOR="#808080"]28.12.2010[/COLOR][/SIZE][/RIGHT]
[SIZE="3"][COLOR="Black"]12/28/10 - 8[/COLOR][/SIZE] [SIZE="1"][COLOR="#808080"](Non-lucid)[/COLOR][/SIZE]

[SIZE="1"][COLOR="#808080"]NON-DREAM[/COLOR] [COLOR="#1E90FF"]DREAM[/COLOR] [COLOR="#DC143C"]LUCID[/COLOR][/SIZE]

[COLOR="#808080"][/COLOR][COLOR="#1E90FF"]1) The bell rings: it's time to go to Mr. D's English class. I go to a different room and see Mr. D, which is surprising because I was expecting him to be in the classroom we're supposed to be in, teaching his class. He asks if I'm ready for the big quiz in class today, but he's actually talking to SK. I breathe a sigh of relief, but he's talking to me too, unfortunately. I say that I'm not ready at all. He asks us what "propriety" means in a sentence that he shows us. The sentence is something like "...and his propriety." I'm about to say that it means "a group of people following someone" when SK says, "a group of people," so I don't say anything because his answer was similar to what I was going to say. Mr. D says he's wrong, so SK tries again: "a group of good people." I then edit it, saying, "a group of good people following someone." Mr. D says that I'm wrong, and he leaves and goes to teach class. I'm frustrated, thinking that I should have said "ancillary" instead. I try to teleport??? to class or just think that I should be there but it doesn't work. I'm too lazy to walk all across the building and that's a ton of work, so I just won't get to class.

Apparently, I walk slowly or something like that because I find myself walking into class, 15 minutes late. Mr. D is drilling the students on everything we've read all year, especially the vocab, for which I am completely unprepared. I didn't even know we had a quiz today, and because we haven't been quizzed all year I never studied anything so I don't know any of the stuff.

2) I'm visiting Georgetown. I'm late? When I get to the room where the tour guide is explaining, I go to the back of the crowd and listen. The room is very opulent and reminiscent of P's house. It's an enormous mansion with rich staircases - exactly what you'd expect in the richest home in the world. The chandeliers, the carpets - everything about the room just screams opulence. It's time to leave, so I go outside. I walk down a brick pathway across a very long lawn and go back into the bus, which is parked along one of those curves of pavement that are usually found in front of fancy hotels. Only a couple of other people get in the bus with me (my aunt?), as everyone else is already in the bus. They're all rather old people, probably all in their 60s and 70s. Apparently I was one of a rather small number (3?) visiting Georgetown, so I momentarily felt bad for keeping everyone else waiting.

The bus drives away, and as it goes along a road I look out the window and see a beautiful landscape: tranquil hills vegitated with bubbly trees and a valley in the middle. I stare with wonder at the breathtaking landscape.

3) continuation of 2???? I'm in a bus and we're coming back from a trip. This isn't a tour bus; it's a regular MBTA. I'm joking around with the kids there, most (or maybe all) of whom are African-American and younger than me. I have a great time and all the kids love me. Some kids get off at a bus stop near my school and others get on. I realize I should have gotten off there, so I quickly push the button for the next stop. It's okay, though, because I can just walk from the next stop; the stops are close together so it isn't a hassle. It's the afternoon and I'm in no rush. I merrily say goodbye to all the kids on my side of the bus, shaking hands even with the students who just got on and hadn't been talking to me. I had been the center of the conversation and was pretty happy with myself. I get off of the bus and begin walking home.

4) continuation of 3???? Heidi Watney is finally doing nude pictures for NESN; before the Red Sox game, she's standing naked in a doorway. I'm watching as she twirls around and shows off her incredible body and long blond hair. She's beautiful and the front of her body is sexy, but when she turns around, everyone is shocked to find out that she has nipples on her buttcheeks! They morph into gross red and pink anomalies that are moving around and nearly cover her entire rear end now. It's disgusting and absolutely horrendous, and all the critics are ranting about how awful that is and how she should have kept her clothes on (well, at least her pants). Her upper body is still gorgeous, though.

5) I'm walking out of a building with AG and we're talking about a certain musical artist. [/COLOR][COLOR="#808080"]I think he called the artist "Dream," but for some reason I interpreted this as "Owl City." Sometimes in dreams people will say one thing, you know what they said, but you understand that word to be something else. It's almost as if there's one word that's in two different languages and that same permutation of letters means two completely different things in the two different languages. I'm pretty sure AG said "Dream," but when he said that I [I]knew[/I] that he was talking about Adam Young.[/COLOR][COLOR="#1E90FF"] We get on the bus and are waiting for something. As we talk about this artist, AG tells me that he listens to me! [I]Owl City listens to me!! [/I]I'm taken aback by this. This is an utter shock; I'm flattered. Incredulous, I ask him again. Could this really be? A great, famous musician listens to [I]my[/I] music!? I'm ecstatic!

A girl AG's age walks onto the bus, and I recognize her as AG's girlfriend. As the bus moves along X Street, I'm suddenly walking along the sidewalk of the X Street with her, right alongside where the bus was. She's pretty upset? I reassure her that I'm not trying to take her from AG; she's my backup plan in case my California girl doesn't work out. She's just my Plan B.

6) It's time to leave school for Christmas vacation. I'm near room ### and say goodbye to RW. I walk outside to the parking lot and my dad picks me up.

7) There's a guy in a rather narrow hallway who has his own business. He's a foreigner, most likely Middle Eastern, Italian, or Eastern European. He's hadhis business for a while, but he can't keep it up any more. He has to sell it, and he explains why in a long rant [/COLOR][COLOR="#808080"](I forget the speech)[/COLOR][COLOR="#1E90FF"]. He's at the bottom of an alley that slopes downward, and I'm among a group at the top looking down at him. The person who's buying his business is there. I kind of feel sorry for him and wish that he could've kept his business running??

8) continuation of 7? I'm riding on some sort of concrete monorail. I'm not really in a vehicle; I'm just riding along by myself. The concrete line extends really far, but it has a finite area. It curves up and down, so ahead of me I see what looks like a tangled web of concrete. It's really dense and I know it's really long. As I ride along it, I try to figure out what I'm doing. What is this? What's going on? I determine I'm on the "L," but this isn't Chicago. Oh! Voila! I got it. That's Queens over there, and there's the Jets stadium. I look to one side of the "L" and see a huge sports arena, so enormous that it's an island in and of itself. That's Queens! It's kind of like Hong Kong - not connected to the mainland, but there's something like a bridge (in this case, the windy and loopy "L") to get across. On the other side is the mainland.[/COLOR][/INDENT]

Total dreams: 745
Total days: 369
Total lucids: 12
Dreams per day: 2.0189
Lucids per day: 0.03252
Days recorded: 222
Dreams per recorded day: 3.3558
Lucids per recorded day: 0.0540
Lucid dream percentage: 1.61073%

Dreams per day last year: 1.978
Dreams per day this year: 5.75

12/27/10 - 8

1) I'm at a reunification with C-3, but most of the guys aren't there; there's just one counselor. We all toast to TP. GL is one of the guys I recognize as one of my friends, so I stand near him.

2) My French teacher is giving a speech in my kitchen. I'm eating, then I go into the next room. I come back to eat more yodels, pop tarts, etc. Mom gets mad - it seems disrespectful that I'm eating all this while he's talking. He stops talking while mom yells at me for eating too much.

3) I'm at some sort of baseball event, where I see DM walking around. I hang around with W, and we go out onto the field. He starts playing some toss game where everyone's tossing the baseball around, kind of in a circle. I think it's kiddy because it's all little kids playing, but I participate anyways because W's doing it. Then I see MG playing so I feel alright (see JG too??).

4) I'm walking around a Califoria suburb checking houses for something when a couple answers the door. I tell my partner, "No, they're not one of them." However, my partner thinks this couple is. We walk around more. There's a big field in the middle of the suburb with all the trophy wives running around. Suddenly, they all get mad at some guy on the other side of the field and angrily start running towards him. transition to 3????

5) I'm with dad driving through downtown (Boston?). The streets are winding. There's one clearly dominant structure: a big city hall/churchlike 17th century structure. Dad says "Hey, didn't I show you these streets?" Yes, he showed me these streets the day before, I think.

6) I'm playing Minecraft (classic multiplayer), shooting through the underground, griefing, tunneling my way through. I finally reach a passageway; there's a middle-aged African-American lady is sitting at the end of the tunnel and the rest of it is sporadically populated with people along the sides. I'm explaining to someone that "This is the thing about minecraft, you have to fix everything you destoyed, but you have to destroy just to get around." I walk to the end of hall, ready to restore the passageway, but now I'm on a bus. One middle-aged lady has two pet crocodiles with her (they're really small, maybe a foot long each). The guy sitting a few rows behind her who is middle aged and wears glasses "finds her out." Apparently, it's really bad that she has those crocodiles on the bus (they seem harmless to me, they're rather tame and docile). The guy says, "I got my hair cut with you on the other side of the mountain." He knows that she brought the crocodiles from the other side of the mountain. She starts sobbing, acknowledges that he's right, and admits to it. She explains her story, something along the lines of "I just saw them there and I saw something else that influenced me to bring them and iI couldn't just leave them there." No one's mad at her; everyone understands. I'm peeling away somethign from the side of the bus as I hear Mr. C saying that you have to read every chapter twice.

7) I'm playing with my laptop, frantically trying to turn it off, when I eventually press the power button in desperation.

8) Celtics? Shaq? It's time to get on a boat, and everyone gets a turn. I get to row. K's at the head of the boat; we go around the small enclosed room. I control turning the boat. On the second time around, we're with the Queen of Norway? Mom is mean to K. Edwarda is the King of Norway? Historically, he finally got to reign over his homeland in 81 but got the whole thing in 84. He died in 84. At least he finally got to rule over his homeland. As we go around, I see a sign that says "A Charlie Brown Christmas Carol." I've been saying it wrong all along! I always pronounced it "A Charlie Brown Christmas." At least I'll say it right from now on.

Total dreams: 737
Total days: 368
Total lucids: 12
Dreams per day: 2.002
Lucids per day: 0.03260
Days recorded: 221
Dreams per recorded day: 3.3348
Lucids per recorded day: 0.0542
Lucid dream percentage: 1.628%

1) go into a building not a gym but has weird things to do like a playground lots of people training walk around a laser show? friends arrive I see them NBA, NS; NS asks me what I'm doing in ballpit I get out walk around with NBA and KB, KB asks to go see a movie NBA and I laugh at him say no way but then we walk by one I see popcorn, candy, etc. say hey, I actually do want to go let's go we walk down but I have to go to the bathroom walk in, press box at Fenway Park??

2) locker's gone, I wonder where it went, oh well, I walk into a room as normal, then look back, I should probably get my books, Mr. R is looking at me, I go up to him ask where my locker went he says I haven't been treating it properly, I say okay where are my books, he's actually Mr. W, I walk around finally go into auditorium everyone's facing the front I have to go way to the back last row see JT as well as JF? from 10th grade I'm in the last row by myself suddenly the violin player in the middle starts coughing and falls and dies suddenly everyone starts coughing it's the Black Plague!! they're all spitting up green stuff, I turn around and run as fast as I can try to get out of there I was lucky to be in last row, turn around, no one's following me, run down street toward's D's Cs bus stop, was I infected?

Total dreams: 729
Total days: 367
Total lucids: 12
Dreams per day: 1.986
Lucids per day: 0.03269
Days recorded: 220
Dreams per recorded day: 3.3136
Lucids per recorded day: 0.0545

1) sitting at a table with 2 other people, it's time for me to give a speech to 8th graders, I see JT in the crowd I start the speech about UN but it wasn't supposed to be about that, principal tells me, I'm embarrassed but shrug it off, laugh it off, start talking about topic 8th graders get up and leave I walk with DM and DOH?? I tell DM that the speech didn't go over too well he reassures me tells me it's okay, we walk through cave-like stone formations

2) getting ready to go bowling, walk towards the van a bunch of people can't come, too bad, we get in van, now at blood drive I give blood they just prick my finger, the whole team is in line, other people come I lead the way rally the people to give blood

3) playing basketball in driveway, see TC from rival school, we play, I dominate, dunk

4) driving around near a church pass it a couple of times then go into a city with skyscrapers, New York???

5) in a diner??

Total dreams: 727
Total days: 366
Total lucids: 12
Dreams per day: 1.986
Lucids per day: 0.03278
Days recorded: 219
Dreams per recorded day: 3.3196
Lucids per recorded day: 0.0547

Hi there! I'm GMoney, and I'm going to be using this Dream Journal to record my dreams from now on. I've been recording them for the past year, but I'm not going to go through the trouble of copying every entry, so I'll just put the number of dreams I recalled each night for statistical purposes:

12/24/09 - 2
12/25 - 2
12/26 - 5
12/27 - 1
12/28 - 5
12/29 - 2
12/30 - 5
12/31 - 10
1/1/10 - 1
1/2 - 2
1/3 - 2
1/4 - 1
1/5 - 0
1/6 - 2
1/7 - 0
1/8 - 1
1/9 - 6
1/10 - 6
1/11 - 3
1/12 - 3
1/13 - 2
1/14 - 2
1/15 - 1
1/16 - 9
1/17 - 7
1/18 - 4
1/19 - 3
1/20 - 2
1/21 - 7
1/22 - 2
1/23 - 10
1/24 - 10
1/25 - 0
1/26 - 5
1/27 - 4
1/28 - 6
1/29 - 1
1/30 - 5
1/31 - 2
2/1 - 1
2/2 - 2
2/3 - 3
2/4 - 2
2/5 - 1
2/6 - 7
2/7 - 7
2/8 - 0
2/9 - 1
2/10 - 7
2/11 - 4
2/12 - 0
2/13 - 2
2/14 - 3
2/15 - 5
2/16 - 6
2/17 - 5
2/18 - 3
2/19 - 9
2/20 - 4
2/21 - 8
2/22 - 1
2/23 - 3
2/24 - 0
2/25 - 0
2/26 - 0
2/27 - 5
2/28 - 5
3/1 - 9
3/2 - 6
3/3 - 4
3/4 - 4
3/5 - 1
3/6 - 2
3/7 - 0
3/8 - 2
3/9-6/9 - 0 (didn't record)
6/10 - 4
6/11 - 5
6/12 - 2
6/13 - 4
6/14-6/26 - 0 (didn't record)
6/27 - 4
6/28 - 2
6/29 - 4
6/30 - 3
7/1 - 3
7/2 - 0
7/3 - 3
7/4 - 2
7/5 - 0
7/6 - 4
7/7 - 4
7/8 - 2
7/9 - 5
7/10 - 0
7/11 - 8
7/12 - 2
7/13 - 0
7/14 - 6
7/15 - 0
7/16 - 1
7/17 - 3
7/18 - 5
7/19 - 0
7/20 - 2
7/21 - 5
7/22 - 3
7/23 - 3
7/24 - 5
7/25 - 2
7/26 - 2
7/27 - 3
7/28 - 3
7/29 - 2
7/30 - 4
8/1 - 6
8/2 - 3
8/3 - 3
8/4 - 5
8/5 - 4
8/6 - 2
8/7 - 2
8/8 - 5
8/9 - 6
8/10 - 5
8/11 - 4
8/12 - 5
8/13 - 2
8/14 - 4
8/15 - 8
8/16 - 4
8/17 - 2
8/18 - 4
8/19 - 3
8/20 - 5
8/21-8/29 - 0 (didn't record)
8/30 - 4
8/31 - 1
9/1 - 3
9/2 - 1
9/3 - 4
9/4 - 1
9/5 - 7
9/6 - 5
9/7 - 3
9/8 - 2
9/9 - 2
9/10 - 1
9/11 - 0
9/12 - 3
9/13 - 3
9/14 - 3
9/15 - 6
9/16 - 3
9/17 - 3
9/18 - 10
9/19 - 3
9/20 - 1
9/21 - 4
9/22 - 1
9/23 - 2
9/24 - 4
9/25 - 1
9/26 - 3
9/27 - 6
9/28 - 0
9/29 - 3
9/30 - 5
10/1 - 1
10/2 - 6
10/3-10/9 - 0 (didn't record)
10/10 - 3
10/11 - 0
10/12 - 0
10/13 - 9
10/14 - 0
10/15 - 12
10/16 - 4
10/17 - 2
10/18 - 3
10/19 - 2
10/20 - 7
10/21 - 0
10/22 - 0
10/23 - 1
10/24 - 2
10/25 - 8
10/26 - 6
10/27 - 0
10/28 - 12
10/29 - 1
10/30 - 6
10/31 - 3
11/1 - 2
11/2-11/5 - 0 (didn't record)
11/6 - 2
11/7 - 1
11/8-11/10 - 0 (didn't record)
11/11 - 6
11/12 - 0
11/13 - 5
11/14 - 6
11/15 - 0
11/16 - 5
11/17 - 0
11/18 - 5
11/19 - 0
11/20 - 3
11/21-12/8 - 0 (didn't record)
12/9 - 0
12/10 - 3
12/11 - 1
12/12 - 12
12/13 - 3
12/14 - 1
12/15 - 3
12/16 - 1
12/17 - 1
12/18 - 8
12/19 - 3
12/20 - 0
12/21 - 4
12/22 - 3
12/23 - 1
12/24 - 2

December 2009: 32
January 2010: 109
February 2010: 89
March 2010: 28
April 2010: 0
May 2010: 0
June 2010: 28
July 2010: 82
August 2010: 81
September 2010: 93
October 2010: 99
November 2010: 35
December 2010: 46

Lucids: 12

12/28/09
1/3/10
2/6
7/11
7/24
8/1
8/5
8/9
9/1
9/18
9/19
11/6

Total dreams: 722
Total days: 365
Dreams per day: 1.978
Dreams per month: 60.1667
Lucids per day: 0.03287
Lucids per month: 1
Days recorded: 218
Dreams per recorded day: 3.3119
Lucids per recorded day: 0.055