LudoSiren

IMPORTANT DATES
08/31/11 -- Started my Dream Journal!

CURRENT GOALS:
[/] Find a lucid-inducing technique that works for me
[ ] Stabilize Lucidity

KEYWORDS:

#1:
J-Biebs Hate
Broken Nose

#2:
Hospital
Stop light
Graves

#3:
Pink (ilegible)
Midnight
Painting

#4:
Souls
ninja-cat book
(illegible)=pass
gym
yell (illegible)
asleep- not
desk tricks

Dream 1:

I honestly can't remember this dream now...I am going to assume that I got into a fight with a Justin Bieber fan or Justin Bieber himself and either got or was given a broken nose....I hope I broke his. I truly despise that bratty, narcisstic, twelve-year-old girl... It makes me ashamed to be part of my generation! (Okay...alot makes me ashamed...but I'm not here to list what those things are.)

Dream 2:

I remember this being a simple dream. I was driving down a winding highway that was similar to the Aerosmith Rockin' Rollercoaster at Disney World with snakes crawling all over my vehicle...For some reason, I was trying to get to a hospital.

Dream 3:

All I recall of this dream was staring at a pink midnight sky, and that I was inside a painting...

Dream 4:

This was an odd one.
I was running around a larger, twisted version of my schools freshman-sophmore campus that is located near by home. I remember that in the dream with me were my friends Ontario, Cynthia, and Kye. I was looking for something...I remember Cynthia's forehead being really huge because she was bitten by a bug, and Kye had fallen down the stairs....I then remember running urgently to the gym, through the library which for someone reason had a book called 'Ninja Cat'. I believe I was trying to find something...Then suddenly, it cut to me getting to English. I made it to English where an African-American man I have never seen before was teaching the class....This puzzles me because most often my dream characters are people I know or who I have seen before... I started doing tricks with my desk, standing it up on one of its legs and making it bend backwards as I sat in it. My teacher yelled at me about my test, which I had on my desk and handed in. The bell rang, and my teacher held me back. He asked why I had fallen asleep in his class. I answered that I had no idea I was even asleep! I thought I was awake, I responded, as I had never realized even falling asleep! He told me I was, and that my pencil had moved as I slept. Soon after, I walked out of his class and woke up.