LucidDreamer09

Haven't remembered many dreams recently!
I think it has something to do with my new sleep schedule that has come with starting college again...
I need to start getting earlier nights

All I remember really from last night is that I was in my friend Katherine+Sarah's garage where me and the skate park lot had previously had a party. I'd left a lot of beer there previously and I presumed they'd nicked it, but they hadn't which gave me a lot of respect for them It was like a conservatory and was cloudy but light outside. I then went upstairs to katherine's room and to thank her for the party, I bought downstairs a cupboard full of kinder bueno's But on the way down I bumped into her stepdad, when I realized it was his cupboard and not really my write to carry! When I got outside again, it was a long field and it was completely quiet, but it was supposed to be the wednesday of reading festival so I was sad. It was dark now.

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So last night I went to be quite late for a college night (11:30ish) and woke up at 7:15ish, and whenever I do this I seem to have pretty crappy recall

On the plus side, it's been a lovely summers day today here in England! I've been sticking to my one fag a day, which is proving much nicer. I hated being addicted to smoking! I'm aware many people probably would say that if I'm having 1 fag a day then what is the point in not fully giving up, but I disagree personally! To me it's like a coffee :-)

I started my second year of college today, which was pretty good! I have a new, amazing philosophy teacher who has proved very helpful already, and I'm doing an extended project qualification on Buddhism which will be fun too!

Last night, my friend showed me a wonderful video on spirits and chakra, and it's changed my life. Generally, I'm a very happy guy at the moment - it feels strange being this happy after so long of being down!

Tonight, I'm going to set my alarm for 5 hours after I go to bed, as that's proved pretty successful for consistent lucids recently!

Much love to you all, stay happy and love everything!

Calum xx

SIDE NOTES| NON LUCID | LUCID

Last night I went to bed at about 10:30 and dozed off pretty fast.
I woke up naturally at 3:15am and remembered the following dreams:

1) I was looking at what appeared to be a card game. Each card fit into a square shaped grid. The way the cards had been layed out so far was kind of in the shape of a Nazi Swastika. The table that the cards were on was made of green felt. On each card, there was a different picture of a woman in a bikini. On the other side of the cards was the typical red+white weird pattern you see on standard playing cards. It was more of a puzzle than a card game, as you had to put the cards in a certain pattern. However I didn't understand how to work it out, so I more or less put the cards in a random order. When I'd completed it, it turned out that the puzzle turned out to be a really deep, moral lesson, made to teach you about the plastic fakeness of photo-shoots and how natural girls can be so much more beautiful without make up. Overall, I got 95% which I was surprised with considering I randomly guessed. In addition, this result really mate no sense considering there was only about 8 cards.

2) Someone was teling a story about how they found a monkey. The story was being told on some sort of radio or news magazine show. It was very fat and very lazy, resulting in it never leaving the house and becoming a massive slob in the person's house. I saw the monkey in my mind, and it reminded me of the infamous obese Asian baby, or maybe Buddha. I saw the owners take the monkey shopping, and he had to sit inside the trolled in the little seat like a baby does. I think the shop was Sainsbury's. It was very light in the shop, as it always is.



At 3:35am, I went back to bed, after getting a drink of apple juice, having a pee and writing my dreams down.

When I awoke at 4:27am, I remembered the following:

3) It was around 12:30am, and me and Leo were in my bedroom having a lads night in with music and chats. The light was off, but we could see somehow. I was lying on my bed on my side, and Leo was sat against the wall under my KoRn poster. He might have been on a chair, but there isn't one there in real life and I didn't see him really. My bed sheet had been pulled off and my bed was generally very messy, as always. I think it was quite an awkward night - Leo and I have always wanted to have a lads night with music, and it is occasionally awkward with just the two of us but we're usually stoned but it doesn't matter, however we were sober. I was showing him my ambient music playlist through my CD player, playing Kid A by Radiohead - one of our favourite songs. However I was showing him some sort of crazy sound effects through the speaker of an electric UFO I have hanging from my ceiling It was like the experimental noise music that I listen to all the time, and it went in time with the music making it sound even stranger than it normally does. Leo said he liked it, however I felt that he was just being nice about it as I was making my own music pretty much, and when the sounds turned into experimental distorted Aphex Twin style breakbeats I could tell he wasn't enjoying it. I figured he'd had enough of this, so I stepped down and turned the light back on to chat or whatever. I could hear that my sister had just come home from work at Sainsbury's and I thought it was far too late for work. I looked at my bedroom clock to check the time. It was my normal clock, except in between the numbers were strange pale colours, as if normal pinks, yellows, blues, greens and reds had been taken and added to a small amount of white paint. I immediately knew that I was dreaming, but plugged my nose and breathed just to make sure - I could breath, and was now lucid

I don't think Leo was here any longer, as he is also interested in lucid dreaming and I would have told him ecstatically. I sat up on my knees from my laying position, rubbing my hands and touching things lots as I did so to ensure that I stayed lucid. I was getting ready to pull my weigh up and chuck my weight off the cabin bed by holding the wooden beam across it. I was worried that this would stop me being lucid, as the post is very wobbly in real life and the fall is quite scary. However, I did it anyway and it felt exactly how it always feels After performing several more RC's, I decided that it was about time for me to use a lucid to have fun, and not just walk around in excitement like I always do Whenever I think of what to do when I'm lucid, I imagine going to a beautiful field with blue skies and huge stretches of grass hills, with one massive oak tree where I would sit in the shade in awe. I figured I should go to this place, as it would be the perfect first proper lucid dream. I stood in the middle of my bedroom with my arms outstretched, fingers pointing out. I began spinning, but my room was very messy, and my movements were pretty slow and not very smooth at all However I imagined the perfect field, shut my eyes, and hoped for the best... but the best was not good enough, and nothing happened I think the reasoning for this was, like my recent lucid where I tried to spawn MDMA, I didn't TRULY believe that the transformation would occur.

Suddenly, I was in the spare-room arguing with my Mum + sister. It was dark in the hallway but light in the spare room. I still haven no idea why everyone was still up at this time, or where Leo went My Mum was sat at the computer and my sister was behind her. I think I was still aware that I was dreaming, but I had no control and didn't really feel very lucid at all. My Mum was telling Nicola about the new "image" of our landline telephone. She either meant the picture that pops up when you are called, or that we got a new headset. Either way, for some reason my sister was really angry about this.

I was now in the living room with my Mum. She was having a go at me about something, but I can't remember what. The lights were on in the kitchen and in the far left of the living room, but not in the section that we were. Strangely, I plugged my nose and breathed to test if I was still dreaming, and I couldn't dream, so I said something like "See what you did Mum!? You stopped my lucidity!!!" She seemed interested for once that I had been having a lucid dream. I find it quite amusing that I was aware that I was dreaming and that I had been lucid and that I could still be lucid, yet I wasn't lucid

No dreams remembered last night...
As usual when I'm getting back into dreaming, i'm going through the stage of waking up and not being bothered to write them down. Gotta get on that!!!

In other news, I taught loads of people in the last few days about lucid dreaming. I love how amazed everyone is when they hear about it. I remember how shocked I was when I discovered it :') I've also been having more metaphysical+philosophic conversations without freaking out recently, which has been nice. Finally, today I decided to give up smoking! I was walking with a friend talking about LSD Fractals and we used smoking cigarettes as an example. I couldn't deal with that thought and just wanted to cut the loop. The weird thing is, as usual I said "Oh I'll just finish this tobacco pouch!" and my friend moaned at me for it - however I actually ended up losing my baccy during the 2 minute walk XD

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Last night, I remember nothing. I don't just mean dreams, I mean my general night
I went out with my mates in the woods like antisocial teenagers and we had a lovely bonfired with some beers, was great! Anyway I got really drunk on Scrumpy Jacks and made my way home at about 1am and passed out in my bed. Next thing I know, I wake up in the middle of the night to wetness and nasty smells. Yeh, I pissed the bed. WORST THING that could have happened. I flipped the mattress and would have washed the sheets but was scared of my mum finding out but she hasn't noticed, so I'll just have to put up with a urinated bed for a couple of days

NON-LUCID| LUCID

So, it appears that this 'progress' I've been making is much better than I though. Last night I had several vivid dreams, as well as 1 lucid, which was pretty long in comparison to my past attempts.

1) I was going camping with some scouts, and I don't think I knew any of them. A leader and I were walking through an airport-like place. It was very grey and dull, as airports are. There were no lights and any blinds were shut, so it was really dark. I think it was about 6pm. We walked around a barrier at the back of the room, then walked back round to the left and out through a door, straight outside. When we left, it was as if we'd just left the reception of a campsite in the New Forest that I used to go to a lot as a scout. However, the field that I saw in front of me looked like a local Memorial Park in my town. We were very tired, so we walked to the tree where I usually hang with my mates, dropped all our kit and chilled out. Others had already arrived but had left again, but there was one guy remaining who looked like a chubbier, spottier version of my friend James.E. He had been asleep and I accidentally woke him up as I slumped down on the floor. He exclaimed with a moan "uhhh, I'm still tired!" I was worried I had a forgotten my sleeping bag, and my mates (although I didn't know anyone going ) were supposed to supply me with a spare, but they weren't here and it was getting late. In addition, I didn't trust them as they weren't very reliable, and I started to worry that I'd have to sleep in an emergency blanket tonight. My leader, who looked like a purple-haired version of Napoleon Dynamite's grandma, was leaving and on her way to the left she told me not to worry, and that if it came to it there was a scout hut on our left which had sleeping bags, and she could always just go get me one. After all, it was nice and warm in there and it was cold where we were, therefore they wouldn't need them. She was very nice, despite her scary and grumpy appearance. After walking around in random directions for a short while, she walked away into the distance and the sun was setting beautifully.

2) I was in a small bedroom, on holiday with my Mum. The room was very cosy - it was very dark outside, and the lighting in the room was very warm and comforting. It was about 7pm, and the temperature was just right, I had a bed, and the room was generally very suitable for a teenager. I was using a computer, like one of the old 90's grey box computers with the massive monitor. I was looking at some facebook chat tabs that I had left up. Charlie. G had left me a message explaining that last night, he had smoked a whole bowl of weed to himself. I was chatting to Charlotte. Con, but it came across as actually being Megan. Ca's account being fraped by Charlie. The message read "Aw, can't you just play me at guitar hero instead?" Mum walked in through the d oor and asked me if she could take a photo of me. I got a little big angry, but I allowed her to take the picture anyway. However instead of taking the picture, she cautiously picked up my mobile phone where there was a picture showing of some curried potatoes. She said something like "ugh, let me guess - one of your stupid friends took a shit in a bag and you thought it'd be funny to take a picture?" I was very confused, and before I said anything she said "Oh, one last thing. I find out as much stuff as possible". At this point I groaned, as I knew she was probably about to tell me she knew I did something bad. I said something like "Cooooome ooooon" with a groan. She continued, "and I found out about your flashbacks!". She said this very dramatically with a wobble to her lip and an extreme quake in her voice before bursting into tears when saying "flashbacks". As soon as she burst into tears I did the same, screaming and wailing and trying to explain that I feel much better now and I'm no longer going mad. I was now sat on the bedroom floor curled up with my knees to my chin.

3)It was the day back at college, and Charlie.G, Chawner, myself and some others were sat on a 2 seated bench like the ones in primary school between the pond of my college and the college gym. It was quite cloudy and about 9am. I didn't know what my first lesson was and I was late, but Charlie informed me that he had Music Tech. This meant that I had it despite us being in different classes. I immediately rushed through the college's old science block to a classroom that I have never seen before. It was very big and very densely packed with students, and was in no way, shape or form a Music Tech class. There wasn't even any computers, it was purely made up of chairs and desks. I sat down next to someone near the front. I started to do something like turn my iPod off or text someone, and my teacher (who was like a strange version of my future philosophy teacher Ross) told me off and said that we do not do that in our class, so I stopped. When he finished talking and introducing the class, a girl to my left who was very fit and oddly dressed started talking to me. We introduced ourselves and then had a terribly feeble handshake - we practically stroked eachother! I thought this was good basis for some humour and confidently and jokingly suggested that it was a crap handshake and that we should redo it. She seemed to see that it was a joke but didn't get it. We did re-shake, but it was all very awkward. Her name was Georgia, but when she said this I thought she said Jordan.

Suddenly, we all burst into a big samba dance by our chairs, doing some funny dance moves, and I was kind of dancing with Georgia, making eye contact. We then all starting marching and dancing around the circular back of the room, and I was holding my green iPod nano firmly in my hand. At this point the room was the airport that I had been in when camping.

4) I wanted to buy some CDs from my friend Reece Hu. I was meant to meet him at 9:30pm at a harbour dock and then get picked up by my Mum at 9:35. I thought this would be a shame as Reece lives in Essex and I never see him, and I'd only see him for 5 minutes. However it'd prevent awkwardness. However, my phone died, and I kept forgetting that I had to meet Reece and get picked up. I have an image in my head of the dock - it was very dark and the moon shone bright, illuminating the clouds. It was windy and like a scene in a movie. I ended up going back to a house where I had dinner with my family. Everything seemed fine and happy with my family, until we finished eating. Everyone left the table and I walked into the kitchen, where my Dad was stood. He did the same thing that my Mum did in dream 2, where he suggested that he knew something bad that I had done. He questions me about how if I go to the moon, see a nose, or the number 8, I get a flashback. The second and third were true, but I don't know where the moon came from . As my Mum had previously mentioned this in dream 2, I started to realize this was a bit spoony. In real life I've been doing reality checks when something weird happens, so I plugged my nose and breathed...AND I COULD BREATHE. I WAS DREAMING

I was suddenly locked in a cuboid shaped hole in the corner of the kitchen wall. The first thing I wanted to do was get out, as it was restricting me making use of my lucidity. The bars that locked me in where typical prison cell silver cylindrical bars. I figured that I needed a saw. I'd never spawned an object before in a dream, so I just though "I WANT A SAW". It didn't appear, so I figured that I needed to really believe that it would appear. There was a small box in the corner of the hole and I reached into it and looked away. I thought, "I WILL find a saw". I moved my hand around until I found an object that felt relatively like the handle of a saw. I pulled it out of the box and it was a saw! I applied it to the bars and applied pressure and it carved a linear hole in the bars until they presumably snapped, but I didn't see this.

Next, I really wanted to listen to my iPod and experience my favourite songs in a lucid dream. However for some reason I simply couldn't get the chance. It was very dark outside and very light indoors, with a similar warm orange light that I saw in dream 2. I occasionally felt my lucidity slip away and this was my original issue with lucid dreaming. My original method was to try and touch lots of objects and understand my surroundings. However I forgot about this and figured if I did lots of reality checks it would work. First, I tried the breathing technique and it worked again. I next tried to count my fingers. I still had 5, but they were very distorted, and my thumbs had fingers I then tried to poke my right middle+index finger through my left palm, and it jolted reality, turning my vision black and creating static before coming back. This did indeed help me stay lucid! I went upstairs, and we were in Charlottes room, although it looked more like Leo's room. Although it was Charlottes room, it was like we were at her work place as there was a big pick'n'mix sweet section, although her place of work doesn't sell sweets. I was walking around pretty aimlessly, and to the right of me I saw a plate with about a half ounce of ground cannabis. I considered smoking some of it, but I know it gives me flashbacks so I though I shouldn't bother. Instead, I fancied taking some MDMA. I tried to use the same technique as I did with spawning the saw, but it didn't really work. I should have persevered really. I presumed that the MD was on my palm, and I through it back in my mouth, hoping that I had taken it. However, I didn't feel anything so I presume I didn't spawn it.

I was now in my spare-room with Marc.W and someone else. It was night time still, and we had the light on so it was quite cosy. We were listening to some hip-hop we were recommending each other. Marc then went on Dreamviews on the computer. He was moaning that his dreaming was going shit, so I told him that I had literally just been lucid. Suddenly I realized that I don't remember waking up after the dream or anything like that, and that I must be still dreaming. I did some reality checks, and sure enough I was!

I was back in Charlotte's room, chatting to people. Charlotte said that before we all left, should would nick some pick'n'mix for us to share. Some guy who looked like a cross between Blacky and Chris from Skins said something like "this is how you did it!" and got a large tuppaware cuboid tub, and filled it with about 4 inches of jazzle. He then filled an overflowing 4 inches with white mice and just walked out with them.

I called Reece to apologize for not talking and asked him what had happened since I had been gone. He told me that he waited until 10pm for me before realizing I wasn't turning up and left. I felt so bad, but we decided to organize another date. I then called Sarah and Katherine about something, but I can't remember what. I remember picturing them in their house doing something.

5) I was outside of a gig or a party. The venue was very posh and looked like it was a villa in spain or something. I had gone out for a fag. It was cloudy but about 8pm and it was still fairly light.

6) I was at the memorial park again with Chawner, Charlie and some others. It was very sunny and warm, but I can't remember the time. We weren't sat in our normal place of the tree, but more near the bird cages. Charlie was rolling a very large joint. At this moment, Bryn turned up and asked what we were doing. We said we were rolling a joint, and he said "ahh give us some!". Charlie said only if he could chip in weed, which made me happy as bryn always scrounges off of us. Bryn muttered something under his breath and fumbled in his wallet.

7) I was sat down in a small hall with my fellow ex-year 11 secondary school students at some sort of belated leavers party or reunion. We had made Mrs. Brown really angry. However it was a strange type of anger - I described it as 'seductive anger' Suddenly out of rage, she ripped off all of her clothes showing only her white underwear. She then leaned over me sexily and got extremely angry with me. She did this to each student, and it sent us into some sort of trip. I experienced a very intense trip like the effects of DMT, being zoned away out of this dimension into a weird dimension which was the definition of seduction. She was on a new level of hotness, which is odd as she isn't exactly reaaally fit - she's about 50. It made me incredibly horny and confused as I almost climaxed, but I didn't quite get there. Charlie claimed that he saw her fully naked, which I was very jealous of.

8) The world was in some sort of abstract apocalyptic state. It was kind of like my old space nightmares when I was younger. I was viewing the galaxy like on Super Mario Galaxy. In front of me I could see another pink planet, and I was stood on a purple one with my dad. Colleen, my sister, was stood on the pink one ahead of us. I really wanted her to catapult her planet into mine for some reason, but she wouldn't. However eventually, through a series of complex reflections, her planet collided with ours. I told Dad to look but he wasn't too interested. It went very wrong. Something happened, and someone who wanted to take over the world killed billions of people on Earth, and there was only a select few left, including me. These select few (probably in the thousands) only had selective vocabulary left (i remember the world hobbit), and it was a representation of a dystopian world.

Dreaming was quite odd for me last night. I dreamed quite a lot and the dreams were vivid, but for some reason when I woke up from them, I couldn't be bothered to write them down which is frustrating! Oh well
I still remember some bits though luckily

I was at a house party somewhere in a town. It wasn't really far away, but it was still a good 30 or so miles - one of these parties that you're invited to but don't really know anyone going. I remember thinking the area looked like Winchester. Me and some friends who I don't remember were walking along a long downhill road, looking for a turning to find the persons house. When my friend gave the instructions the area suddenly seemed like the town I live in, near a church by Pizza Hut and Tesco. The turning they gave to me was the same turning to get into a garden park in real life. It was a cloudy, dull day but I think it was pretty warm. We turned left down the path, which was more like a driveway with pillars and walls on either side of it. The driveway was bumpy with stones as opposed to concrete, as the real life one is. We were told to keep walking until we reached a brick wall, where you could turn right then immediately another left to get to a certain shop. I can't remember what shop this was, but it was some sort of male clothing shop, like Burton, Topman, Republic, Brother2Brother or something.

When we reached this shop (which was black), I don't really remember a section of the dream. Suddenly, I was at a party. I was definitely shown the start of the party in the dream, but because I didn't write it down I don't remember it. It was a massive, massive party, in a huge mansion of some rich girl. I was trying hard to not drink too much alcohol, because I always do that and end up not being able to get with any girls, which is generally my primary goal Also, I was one of the only boys there. I think the hostess must have been at a single-sex college, as there was a huge amount of posh girls there and very few boys, the only boys being posh too. I felt like I was at an advantage with the girls as I have dreadlocks and although I dressed up smart-casual, I probably came across as very unique in the environment.

One of the parts of the party that I remember was lying in a large four-poster bed. I was on the bed with a very posh, dark haired and incredibly petite girl. Looking back on it, it would seem that she was only 14 or so which is pretty weird as I'm 17, but I think she just looked young. I was trying to get with her, as we were both lying parallel closely on the bed. However I just couldn't do it, she was being very difficult and proved that some of the girls were put off by my lower class.

Another moment I remember was being in some sort of dining room, and seeing a petite girl with huge breasts in very revealing black lingerie. She had her boobs hanging out from the top of her bra for a joke, and everyone was complimenting her on her sexiness and confidence. I saw this happening and thought the party was pretty damn crazy.

I don't remember much else of what happened at the party. The next thing I really remember is going to Sainsbury's by myself to get some food or something. I don't remember the journey there, just suddenly being there. It must have been quite late as this definitely occurred after the events I saw at the party, yet despite being indoors it still felt sunny outside. I don't remember buying anything - just walking out from one of the aisles towards the cashier, with a cigarette in my hand. I was heading towards the exit via the cashiers, and I bumped into my friend Latham's parents. Mick, his Dad, smokes and I didn't recognize him at the start, but he saw me with my dreads, holding a cigarette, and when I realized who it was I panicked and ignored him, walking away quickly. I lit the fag at some point when I was out, and saw them again, again embarrassed.

I then suddenly appeared at the same position I was in when I was first travelling to the house, by Tesco and Pizza Hut. I'd forgotten how to get to the house, but by retracing my steps I managed to find my way back to the clothes shop. I was now suddenly in the garden of the house. I'm pretty sure on my walk from Sainsbury's to here it had been sunset again like it was at the start, but it was suddenly dark again I'm not too sure if I got the order of the events correct as they don't make much sense. In the garden, I was trying to roll a cigarette. Some strange things happened now. The first was that I was trying to put the tobacco into my rizzla, but the tobacco was just a fine white powder, and quite a lot of it too. There was probably only about 7 rollies left but I was very confused. Without really thinking about it, I put it in my rizzla anyway. I noticed my best mate Ryan. B being there, and I asked him what the white stuff was. He told me it was something to do with white starch or something being filtered out when you roll a cigarette. Whatever he said made little sense as it'd never happened before! It was now that I realized I was putting the tobacco into a king skin sized rizzla! This confused me, and I then realized that it wasn't a king skin. It was about 8 skins stuck together vertically, making it look huge!! I tried to yank them out, and a massive rectangle containing about 15 rizzlas vertically and about 50 horizontally was pulled out of my pack! I was so confused, and blamed my clumsiness on me being too drunk, when I don't even think I was. I approached a guy who I had never met before and asked him if he could roll for me as I was too drunk, outstretching the massive collage of rizzlas in his face as I did so. Not sure if he did or not, I can't remember the rest of this bit. The garden was quite big but not as big as you'd think with such a massive house. It had a bench which we were all sat on at the start.

I was now in a hallway with a guy that I think I met sometime during the party. We did some sort of stupid, drunken thing like set off a fire alarm, as sprinklers were activated and the whole party was evacuated into an assembly hall We sat near the back, and the rest of the party spread out throughout the whole hall. There must have been a good 400 people there!!! The person speaking in the assembly must have suggested that someone had to own up, as me and the other victim giggled knowingly.

{I don't understand how I didn't have a Lucid Dream last night ,as the cigarette scene was just so weird and I knew that it was weird, so I really should have done reality checks. I'm thinking of changing my reality checks during the day to doing so when something strange happens. I woke up in the middle of this dream, and had also been dreaming about a girl called Anya Holloway who is a model in my town. I got distracted and then went back to bed, and immediately continued the dream! Woohoo!}

Looks like I'm back on track with my dream recall
Last night I had 6 vivid dreams, wrote them all down! One of them I absolutely adored, I don't know why.
As usual they're all non-lucid but now that my recall has returned i'll be working on it

1) I was in CEX, the electronic goods exchange shop. We have one in the town I'm in but it wasn't that one. It was very dark inside, and reminded me of a geeky comic book store or just a general miserable charity shop or something. It might have been light outside, but the curtains were shut so I couldn't really tell. I walked in from the back entrance of the shop. As I walked in, there were aisles of video games, DVDs, etc. on the right side of the shop, and on the left there was the counter. I walked past the counter and suddenly noticed my good friend Alex. Bi on the cashier with another guy who I don't remember, but I knew them. He said something like "Hey Calum! I am DEFINITELY not really drunk ". He said it sarcastically obviously suggesting that he had drunk a lot before work or the night before and was now pretty intoxicated. It made me laugh and I turned around to see his manager very close. I was worried that Alex would get himself in trouble, but the manager obviously heard and was laughing to himself shaking his head jokingly whilst working, so he was clearly quite chilled out. I was jealous of him having such a cool manager. I remembered in the dream that Alex had invited me to a party but I had turned it down for some reason. I apologized for it and thanked him, to which he said it was fine. Then he told me I was shit at prank calling. I can't remember where that came from.

{Very random dream. I've been quite chatty with Alex recently which could explain his appearance. In addition, he has been organizing an end of college party in the woods for a while which may explain the party. I don't know what the relevance of CEX or prank calling was.}

2) I read on the news or some other reliable source that the Dalai Lama's brother was dying of cancer. I wikipedia'd it to make sure it was true, and it was. I then asked a man in CEX if it was true, but he claimed he had died 4 years ago from smoking. I finally told my mum, and she wasn't particularly interested.

{this dream made very little sense. i'm going to see the Dalai Lama do a speech on June the 21st and I told my parents and they weren't particularly interested which I was shocked about, as he is such a powerful religious figure. this might explain why my mother wasn't interested when I told her about his death. I don't understand the obsession with CEX last night.}

3) It was my birthday, and me and my family were sat in the living room exchanging presents. It was very dark outside and about 6:25pm. However lights were on inside so it was nicely lighted. Like in another recent dream, we had our previous red living room suite instead of our new cream suite. It was quite awkward, as my Mum had bought pretty weird, shit gifts and my Dad who doesn't normally help her pick items thought her choices were very disappointing.

• The first present was a big combo pack box of various socks and boxer-shorts. I was quite surprised as I normally hate getting underwear for special occasions, but they were actually pretty cool and I like them. One of the pairs of boxer shorts were Berbery patterned, which was awesome! The box was like one of those boxes you get box-set books or DVDs in. It was dark blue. This present wasn't actually the first - I remember there being presents before this, but I can't remember them.

• Next, I got some pyjama bottoms with Bart Simpsons scattered over it. They were light blue. I get this kind of thing every year - unneeded pyjama bottoms with characters that I thought were 'rad' when I was about 8 years old. I unenthusiastically said "Oh coooooool...Bart Simpson pyjama bottoms..." before exchanging an awkward look at my dad that said "God these presents are shit...".

• Next, I got some sort of computer program, I think it was a problem solving game where you had to translate Japanese alphabet to English. I wasn't particularly interested in this, but it came with a hiragana/english keyboard which I thought would come in good handy in practising my Japanese. The keyboard was like a traditional old grey block keyboard. The english letters were in regular QUERTY format, and the hiragana characters were under the english letters - you had to use the shift key to use them. I told my parents how I thought the keyboard would be very handy but they didn't really show any interest.

• I was now given one of those CD-ROMs you get in cereal packets that contain malware-infested shit like wallpapers or buggy games. This time it was various desktop wallpapers of football matches. One of the teams had an orange and black kit on, perhaps wolves? I was very confused about this present, as I have no particular interest in wallpapers or football. But my Mum then explained that the wallpapers were painted by Irvine Welsh, one of my favourite authors. However instead of saying Irvine Welsh she said "Lentin Quoke" - I still understood who she meant, somehow. As soon as she told me I saw a lot of value in the wallpaper. It was very abstract and psychadelic...can't really describe it, but there's a lot of abstract art I look at in reality and it was similar to that. an example of the art is this...
  
  

• The penultimate gift was bigged up as the best present and was meant to be the last, and apparently one of my good friends (who I can't remember) owns one too. It was the only present I recall being wrapped in paper. I unwrapped it, and it was a 4 inch tall action figure of Stuart Little, the mouse from the animated film. However, it looked nothing like it. It was infact one of those skinny rubber bendy men whose limbs you can move, the kinda toy you buy from Hawkins Bizarre. However, it was actually Mike the green thing from Monsters Inc. I thought it was pretty cute and liked it. I started bending it's arms from a folding position to a spread out position, but by the time I finished doing that it was a 6 foot tall furry replica of Sulley from Monsters Inc. I looked away for a while, then when I looked back it was a model of a girl called Bronia in my Philosophy class. It was like a spoony china doll replica of her, now only 3/4 foot tall, and I remember thinking it was incredibly 'hip' and suited my weird personality perfectly. I thought I could stand it in the middle of my bedroom for everyone to see.

• After the previous present which was supposed to be the last, I was suddenly watching TV. It was a strange video tape of some sort of Disney Princess movie that I think was another present. It was very odd, and gave me the feeling that I was on LSD again. It was accompanied by music, and the strange creature - a red blob - which was supposed to represent a princess was about to jump over a huge chasm. You could hear the instruments doing a crescendo, building up the suspense. I was expecting a perfect cadence to end the short film which was only a matter of two minutes long. However in mid air, the princess just remained in mid air. I was a bit confused, presuming that the video was just skipping or I accidentally paused it. I clicked something on the remote, and the seconds continued to roll on - it was still playing, this was how the video was supposed to be. I figured it was some sort of experimental movie, and started to see value in it.

After all the presents from my parents, my sister had a couple to give me. However by this time it was 6:31 precisely, and my Mum claimed it was too late and she had to rush off to work that started at 6:30. I was quite annoyed, because there was still some hope in a nice gift from my sister.

{This was a very, very odd dream. My sister's birthday was recent and we all sat around the living room to exchange presents as we do every year, so I guess that may come from that. Something I found interesting about the dream is that it was 6:25ish, and the only time of the year that it is pitch black at this time is around my birthday (January). Maybe the time of the year affects the weather etc. even in dreams, i'm not sure...}

4) I was sat in the woods with a boy and my sister. I may have been accompanied by my family but I don't think I was. The boy was either my friend Nick. El or my other friend Marc. Wand. I'm pretty sure it was Nick though. It was around 2pm I think, cloudy outside but still fairly light where the sun was beaming through, nice and warm as well. I recognized where we were sat, I think it was the woodland area on the campus of my secondary school. The boy had a short haired, sandy coloured cute hamster which we were playing with. We started off by playing with it in it's cage (although I don't recall the cage being there) but ended up taking him out and letting him run through our hands, before just letting him walk on the dry dirt. Someone piped up saying it was weird and unnatural putting a hamster on the dirt in the forests, but I mentioned that wild hamsters grow up in the forests so it's hardly unnatural (I don't actually think they do, they might do, but I was fairly confident in my claim in the dream haha!). I then picked the hamster up, and kind of gently pushed his face into a dry, powdery dirt pile. I wanted to make it look like he was burrowing into the ground. He didn't seem to mind, and continued digging for a little bit, shuffling round the dirt. Suddenly, I looked down and the hamster was stood by Nick's leg, and there were 3 to 5 in total!

5) I was sat in a grey, boring but light exam hall. Instead of the normal auditorium like layout that I usually have college exams in, we were sat alongside each other in a cinema like set up. I was sat with with someone to my right who I think I knew, but not sure who it was - possibly Matt. Cra. We were waiting for everyone to turn up. I was going to be sitting a Music Tech exam, but people around me were doing a large variety of exams. A tall guy who looked like a cross between ex-bass player of Blue Camel Tom. Ho and a guy I met at a party called James. Gy came and sat to the left of me. I didn't recognize him really, just recognized his physicality as someone else. I greeted him and he greeted me. He then continued to criticize the exam I was taking, saying that Music Tech was too easy and not worth doing. I asked him what subject he was doing and he showed me a Maths paper, telling me that universities would value it so much more because it was much harder. I disagreed with this, saying that universities don't really care what subjects you took unless it's a subject specific university, and that all they care about it high grades - therefore I'd be more likely to get an A as it was an easy subject. He seemed to still disagree, but couldn't come back with a counter-argument so kind of muttered and returned to look at his own paper.

{Strange dream, as they all are really. Only relevance is that I took a Music Tech exam recently. I've also thought that it may have been a bad idea taking less academic subjects as uni's may prefer Maths etc. however I decided otherwise}

6) I was on a camping expedition in a desert (I think the Sahara) with two others. We had been hiking for a very long time, and we were now approaching our camp site. The area was beautiful - the sun was setting to a breathtaking purple-orange gradient, and we were surrounding by beautiful varying in size sand dunes. It felt like a life changing journey and that we had really accomplished something spectacular. I'm not really sure who the other people I was with were. One of them was my kind of age, and the other was an old man in his late 50's/early 60's. I thought the boy could have either been my good friend American Sam, Matt.P or Will. N, and the old man was my ex-Philosophy teacher John. D. If it wasn't him, then it could have been Hagrid. As we reached the camp site, I was informed that they were camping where we had just arrived and my spot was still a 1 mile walk in the same direction. I was angered and thought it was selfish of the others, but I immediately reminded myself of how beautiful the situation was, and how I needed to appreciate it as part of the experience. We all had very large hiking bags presumably containing water and essentials on our backs, so I told them that I would leave that in their area before hiking to mine, which they were fine with. Thinking about it that made not much sense as I'd have needed water in those conditions. We entered their area, which was a wooden log cabin! I'm pretty sure we were supposed to be camping in low-standard, traditional tribal tents, so I thought this was very odd, especially considering I'd probably be given a tent and be very jealous. We went inside and it was extremely dark, and I just dumped by bag somewhere. I occasionally worried as I snapped back to reality, realizing how crazy it was that I was on an expedition with a friend and an old man thousands of miles from home. I kept telling myself how messed up it was that I was in North Korea, although I'm pretty certain I was in the Sahara or another desert, unless North Korea has deserts? I don't think my parents were aware of what I was doing, which gave me a huge sense of freedom.

{I really, really enjoyed this dream. It was one of my favourite ever dreams, and I definitely want to revisit the beautiful area when I can lucid dream again}

EDIT: That was odd...after posting this, I googled North Korean Desert Sunset and foundd this image. It is an almost perfect representation of what I saw last nighht :O

So I had my first dream after being a drug addict idiot for a few months. I decided to get my recall back up, and I had 6 vivid dreams in the same night, which I was very pleased with. However, I don't know about everyone else, but my DJ was broken and it deleted it, GRRR! can't be arsed to redo it.

Anyway, i've been at a lot of parties recently, therefore irregular sleeping patterns therefore no recall. However, yesterday I had a nap at around 12pm and woke up about 2pm. I had 4 nasty, nasty dreams. I'd been researching DMT and other psychadelic drugs for a while before, and the nightmares felt like what my acid trip was like. I don't really remember them, but I was pretty shaken and figured that all my dreams from now on would be like this. I later realized this was silly though. Thinking about it, the dreams aren't actually very scary - they just felt very real and horrified me at the time.

1) I was in a train station hallway at night time where corridors split off to different stops, like in the London Underground. I was intoxicated in some way. I had the effects of being drunk (e.g. moving vision, very wobbly) however I think I was on acid. Anyway, I didn't really know what I was doing and I think I was trying to get home, so I just walked through a hallway.

Suddenly, I was stumbling very extremely around a quiet village. It was morning now, probably about 9am, and the sky was cloudless. It was a beautiful day, but I was more intoxicated than ever. I was ever so confused - I had the feeling you get the morning after a party when you don't recall what happened, but much worse. I decided as soon as I was concious that I was near my secondary school, but I simply couldn't get my bearings right and I was incredibly confused and lost. Suddenly I saw a train station, which told me I was not near my secondary school as there is no train station nearby. I did not recognize where I was at all, which was extremely worrying. I stumbled over to the train station, which was very small and made of wood. I saw the train station sign, which informed me that I was in Kingsclere of all places!

2) I was sitting in the shade of a swimming pool area, where people were sun bathing in the gorgeous weather. I was with a dealer called Dee. We were fully clothed as we were in the shade. Strangely, the pool area was in place of where my town's bus station normally is We were going to make a move and go to a party - maybe a free party or a rave, I can't really remember. We eventually got up and walked past where the buses normally would park, down the back alley of Nandos, Pizza Express and some other restaurants. I was told we were going to a place called the Crackhead Steps to meet some people we knew, but instead of walking straight for a while like we normally would, we turned left into a strange industrial building that I'd never seen before. It was very shadey here. Here, some very dodgy people were congregating, for example Chucky.Mo. I think they were doing some sort of drug deal, and Dee was involved in this. I, however, was very intimidated and didn't want to get involved, so I stood awkwardly, absolutely terrified.

I think this was the same dream, but it was in a different location - maybe a pub? Anyway, I was looking at Dee again, and she was absolutely stunning (she's pretty ugly in reality ). She was still odd looking, but it was a sexy-odd. Her head was kind of mis-shapen and was wearing a green dress. She looked like an alien.