One Up Seeker

1. I had just walked into my restroom from my room. I noticed as I walked across the hallway and into the restroom that the house seemed to be empty. I didn't hear any movement, so I thought it was just me. Once I get into the restroom, I turn on the light, close the door, and lock it. After that I (this is where it gets explicit), something in the dream tells me that its time to have some private time with myself. Anyways, After that, and a few unexpected things that I won't go into, I get up off of the floor that I had laid down on and look in the mirror.
I grab my comb which is on the bathroom counter to my right, and start combing my hair. As I am doing so, I immediately notice that I am half bald(wow thats not good). I try combing my hair back to make it look better(didnt help at all lmao) but it did no good. Just then, I look at myself closer in the mirror. I look just as I would in waking life except for my hair and the fact that there are big wire coils spread all throughout my hair. "What the fuck?" I say aloud in disgust. I then realize, "Wait a second, I don't remember putting coils in my hair"(but it didnt occur to me that I was half bald lmao). With that I become lucid once more, but immediately as I do I feel myself go into a transition into the state between dreaming and awake(im just guessing thats what it was). Everything is all black and I can feel myself moving from my restroom in the dream, into my room in waking life. It's a very weird feeling and feels exactly like I had actually just came from the restroom in waking life. It feels like I floated back over to my bed.
As I sit up in bed at 2:30 in the morning trying to figure out what happened, I am stunned and also realized that the restroom in the "dream" or whatever I was in, had a completely opposite layout than my restroom in waking life. By that I mean that my mirror and bathroom counter were on the opposite wall and stuff like that.

2. I am sitting in a court type room with my dad. We are standing up in one of the rows behind the Judge's seat. To my left, there are 4 black men that are dressed in nice suits. The one closest to me is wearing glasses and kind of reminds me of Malcolm X. I look over at my dad and say sarcastically, "I feel less at ease with all of these other guys standing next to me"(i was just kidding). The malcolm x guy looks over at me and says, "Yeah you should feel less at ease".
At this point I am on the verge of lucidity. I look around the court room and out the main exit. Outside of the court I can see alot of people walking around in what looks to be a mall. The floor is marble white and really shiny.

3. I am in Physics class with Ms. Curry and the entire classroom is actually here. Ms. Curry goes around the class and starts handing out Celery sticks of some sort with an orangish/brown dipping sauce. After everyone gets one, she tells us that we can eat it. I put the dipping sauce up to my nose and nearly puke. It smells so strong and so bad, and its crazy how vivid this smell was. I dip my celery stick into the sauce and take a bite or two. "What the fuck this is the worst shit I've ever tasted" I think to myself. This dipping sauce was one of the worst things I have ever tasted in my life and I've never even had it in real life before. The taste was tangy and metallic mixed with another unbearable taste that I cannot even describe.
I felt like I should just throw it all up just to get it over with, but I never throw up so that wasn't an option. I look around and at this point I am on the verge of full lucidity once more. I see everyone else eating their celery and dip with looks of pure disgust on their face. Suddenly Ms. Curry announces to the class as she stands by the doorway, "Now most of you will start to get sick from what I just gave you to eat". I see everyone start to get sick to their stomachs, and you can just tell that they are about to vomit their entire stomach out. "You should start to feel sick and extremely cold". I notice that I am starting to get freezing cold, but I am not feeling sick at all. I had stopped myself from feeling sick, as I always do in waking life. I look around and announce to the class, "Yes, I'm the only one that's not getting sick!". For some reason I felt a great accomplishment because of this.
The cold started getting to me. I felt like I was freezing literally. I contained myself and got up out of my seat. I look out the doorway that Ms. Curry is blocking and I see students walking through the hallways. I wake up and as I do so, the taste of the celery and the dip is still extremely strong in my mouth as if I had actually eaten it, and I wanted to get up and wash my mouth with water.