LucidDreamer09

REAL LIFE NON LUCID
(btw, I'm starting to structure my DJ like this from now on )

I went to bed tonight at around 9:45, and I'm pretty sure it took me only a couple of minutes to fall asleep. I did a WBTB at 4am, and recalled the following dreams:


1) I was stood in the little hallway/corridor that aeroplanes have in-between areas of seats or separating first class from second class. I was looking right, into the class area. There was a man sat in a large, leather armchair to the left. He had a lot of legroom, and I think he was drinking champagne. Has getting all of this kind treatment as his Father owned the travel company. A woman was sent out to see him, suddenly appearing behind his chair. His chair was now centred in the middle of the aisle, and so was the woman. The woman was old and withered, with a blue flowery dress and short, frizzy, black hair. She was screaming at him, asking him if he was grateful for all his Dad had done for him. She didn't give him a chance to speak, continuously asking the same questions. She had a very harsh voice, much like Howard Wolowitz' mother on The Big Bang Theory. After she stopped being so strange, his dad began to get extremely close to his face with a professional camera. He was moving fast and all other the place, to take pictures to remember the moment. He then shouted "You know what's important in Paparazzi!?!? TAKING THE PICTURES!" This made me and Richard (who was suddenly stood to my left) laugh.

2) I was in my school canteen, pondering over what to do, as I had forgotten my packed lunch I decided it'd be a good idea to queue up for the canteen kitchen and try to blag some food of the dinner ladies, as I felt I had the charm to do that. I was whole-heartedly planning to pay them back. When I reached the front of the queue, my favourite dinner lady Shirly was behind the brownies and other cakes. She looked the same as usual, but had some sort of green bandanna pulling back some of her hair, which looked strange as she's about 60 years old. I told her my situation, however she could not reply immediately due to the large amount of kids wanting to buy food. Eventually, there was a dip in the queue and she shook her head, telling me she "couldn't do that". However, she then continued to pick up 3 oat-cakes, stacked on top of eachother. She wrapped them up in the normal green/white stripy pieces of paper, and gave them to me. I was very grateful for this, and kept telling her how 'awesome' she was.

After receiving the oat-cakes, I walked out of the canteen kitchen and made my way to the far front-left door, where some of my friends would be standing. I stepped outside, but there wasn't anyone It was sunny outside, but heavy cloud cover was covering this up. It was warm however. I then saw some of my friends Jake, Matt and Jack by the far snack shack. I approached them.

Suddenly, I was halfway through the opened french doors to the school Gym. Me and Matt.C knew there were modelling auditions in there, so we thought we'd check it out I was first to step in, and approached a large number of girls in my school year. Most of these girls were naked in some way, the majority topless. I approached one of my female-friends (who's name will remain silent for obvious reasons XD) who was topless, and leaning backwards to look diagonal. It was SOOOO hot. She started talking to me, before looking right at me. She had larger tits than usual, and the nipple was brown...not that I'd know the usual colour

3) My friend Robbie is travelling from the Shetland Islands to Derby this year to go to the Bloodstock Metal festival. He has been asking me to come for a while, but unfortunately I cannot. We were talking on MSN, and I WAS planning on going. However, I was worried, and stated that it’d be very awkward as we’ve only ever talked on the internet. I was only planning on arriving at 4pm, therefore his theory was that he would be pissed by that time as he was arriving at 12pm, and he would be much more relaxed and it would not be awkward. He described it as being “nicely drunk”, and how it’s a nice feeling. He said this as if it made a change from being absolutely hammered


I went back to bed after 30 minutes of being awake. I had gone to the toilet, had a small sip of water, written notes of my previous dreams on my phone, and sat down relaxing, thinking about lucid dreaming. However, I did not have any luck. I feel this could be as I was almost forcing myself to be confident that I would lucid dream. In addition, this meant I did not fall straight back to sleep after 30 minutes - it took me about 5 minutes. After 5 minutes, I moved from laying on my back to laying in my comfortable position of on my side. I fell immediately asleep, unfortunately with no luck of a lucid dream I did however recall the following dreams in the morning...

4) I ran from my house to a local town, which is about 35 miles away, in 5 minutes . I took the route that I have used in the past to get to a local village about 2.5 miles away, however in place of a field was the town. I then ran from here to a train station, and from there to a large concrete bridge. This was right next to an Inn which my friends' band plays at occasionally. It was very wet and cloudy, and the area was extremely grey, creating a very dark atmosphere. However, I had just ran 35 miles and was very pleased with myself. Whilst stood around, I met a few of my classmates who had taken the train to get to the same place, and it had taken them 25 minutes. I began to boast to them about how much easier it is to run, as it takes such little time. I then began to consider having a regular running route to this town and back.

I was stood in the little hallway/corridor that aeroplanes have in-between areas of seats or separating first class from second class. I was looking right, into the class area. There was a man sat in a large, leather armchair to the left. He had a lot of legroom, and I think he was drinking champagne. Has getting all of this kind treatment as his Father owned the travel company. A woman was sent out to see him, suddenly appearing behind his chair. His chair was now centred in the middle of the aisle, and so was the woman. The woman was old and withered, with a blue flowery dress and short, frizzy, black hair. She was screaming at him, asking him if he was grateful for all his Dad had done for him. She didn't give him a chance to speak, continuously asking the same questions. She had a very harsh voice, much like Howard Wolowitz' mother on The Big Bang Theory. After she stopped being so strange, his dad began to get extremely close to his face with a professional camera. He was moving fast and all other the place, to take pictures to remember the moment. He then shouted "You know what's important in Paparazzi!?!? TAKING THE PICTURES!" This made me and Richard (who was suddenly stood to my left) laugh.