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I woke up to the sound of screaming people outside my house. I got up and rushed out the door to see what the commotion was all about. There were many people on the streets, all of them riding blue Vespa-looking motorcycles. They all seemed to be running away from something. I looked up, and immediately saw a large purple dragon with very very small wings circling overhead. I thought, "Oh cool, a dragon. Why does it have such small wings?"

I'm not quite sure what happened, or how it happened, but apparently, I became the dragon. My body felt very heavy, and my arms (or wings) felt painful. I looked down and saw all the people in the blue motorcycles running away from me.

I didn't know exactly how to fly, so I started plummeting towards the people down below. I tried to tell them that it's me and I won't hurt them, but nothing came out of my mouth, except a misty and warm fog (and yes I really felt the warmth!)

Not sure what happened afterwards. I don't remember ever hitting the ground.

I’m having nightmares nowadays. It’s not encountering some vicious animals or dark things, but I often get very sick which is unpleasant.
First of all, I have never watched a movie or read a book about a hunger game; only seen a trailer from Youtube. It’s amazing how it got into my dream like that.

I opened my eyes… to see a white ceiling, and a desperate looking man, who calls himself ‘dad.’ He really seems to care dearly for his daughter, who supposedly is me. I am confused… it just… I don’t think I am a daughter who he thinks I am.
‘Dad’ went out for a cup of coffee.
I tried talking to him; say I don’t know who he was, but my voice wheezed out as if I’m having a very bad flu.
I got dumbfounded for a moment till I felt a sudden excruciating pain from my right hand… it…
It was not there. It was……………Amputated…
What used to be my right hand becomes a dark purplish flesh… rotting.

MENTAL DEMOLITION… ㅇ_ㅇ!!!
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There was a white card with a red cross on the top left corner. There were four blue lights, flickering.
● Level 5
○ 30:02 left
● your presence is detected by a hunter 10m
● your prey is detected 150m
There was a digital google-map, showing other players; preys and hunters, around me.

Kill or be killed.
Only hunters and the prey carry a white card, we are the only ones knowing in this sin city… the rest of the earth is oblivious.
I have to kill the prey while avoiding a hunter; trying to kill me, within this time or I will be degraded to a lower level, gaining more bloodthirsty hunters with higher level. If I kill the prey within a time, I will get more time for the next prey and get useful harnesses; weapons, wider range of google-map and so on.
The top of the food chain is level 20. At that point he/she will be like a lazy sublime jaguar hunting and resting as much as it likes.
No one knows who is a hunter or a prey in a mass crowd except for a dot showing on the map and viewers. Viewers are on the other planet with sneering smirks, watching and eating popcorns, of this real-life city of jungle; overflowing blood and massacres. It is horrifying and the most disgusting game in my life. I wonder what kind of insane psychopathic alien freak would create ‘this’ kind of game in a first place.

I’m now in a restaurant with ‘Dad,’ he is feeding me a meatball. So far he has no signs of being my predator, but genuinely cares for me. I feel a little sorry for him. After all he is an innocent civilian who happens to be stuck in a disaster, and he doesn’t know his ‘daughter’ is not someone he knows. He is unknowingly taking an extreme danger for giving me some kind of a glass like protection.
As I blew a balloon out of my chewing gum, a mysterious looking woman with sunglasses and a black suit, walks toward me and sits across my table… She is introduced that she is a very close friend of ‘dad.’ She might be a watcher sent by a freak. Need to evacuate immediately.

‘Nice meeting you ‘dad.’’

I excused myself for a washroom break; her sunglasses reflected a white light from a ceiling. As I casually pass behind her, I flicked a gum on back of her hair.

‘Better shave your hair Miss.’
I heard a sharp shriek behind a closing door and smirked.

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I stumbled from shaky legs. I feel very dizzy with a high fever; to the point I see a world in a whirl circle, but can barely feel pain from it. A painkiller or whatever drugs ‘dad’ used is strongly effective indeed. It is strange… to sense that I ‘have’ a right hand… as if it’s only made out of soul, but not flesh.

I need to hide somewhere… quick. I did not kill or attempt to look for my prey, so I am now dropped to level 0; whoever kills me will increase their level two times plus a special prize.
I decided to hide in a midst of school parade practice. Everyone is on the field. All lined up horizontally and vertically following moves from a person in front like an army. I rest along the side, under a tree shade, where I met my childhood friend Purple.
It is time…


Avoiding looking directly at her face, I normally asked “here for the hunt?”
She did not answer; I can almost feel her eyes burning across my face. Nevertheless I continued,

“It’s scary… one moment you are just a student like they are, and next… everyone, aliens, hunters and governments alike are looking for you like I’m some kind of a living chocolate.”

She shuts her mouth tightly, so I gather up my courage and cautiously hand her my right hand, feasting with fleas. She did not take it… my middle fingertip broke into black ashes.

Purple stared at me, “God is everywhere.”

I sigh… I’m talking to a wall,
“I do not believe in alien freaks,”
I heard everyone holding their breath with surprise.

Awkward silent filled the air.

Everyone… students, teachers, walking civilians, birds, ants… hundreds, thousands of them… everyone… gave me a cold look at the same time. I flinched back a little… they look… possessed. They all have a purple smudge on their lips as if they carelessly had a poisonous cake.

A student with a Santa suit, hurled towards me with a drunken deer; it too had a purple smudge.
I snorted with disgust. I did not come to my deathbed, unprepared.

“Early present for Christmas.”

I closed my eyes and threw my right hand high above the air.

YOU'VE JUST ACTIVATED MY TRAP CARD

“Bye~”

11.07.2012

I Just wrecked a Porsche (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I remember going to some party. Before we could get there, we had to stop by some sort of parking lot. A rick man rode in an a large truck that pulled some kind of stage. On the stage was what looked like a light blue Porsche.

The dream sped forward, and the rich man, for some reason, had made me drive it to the party. The steering wheel was not in the position it normally is. Somehow I was controlling the car from the backseat, in the middle. The rich man and some guy he brought with him were talking up front, sometimes blocking my view.

Eventually it ended up that I swerved and hit a curb, smashing the whole side of the porshe. They got seriously mad at me.

Somehow we made it to the party, which was held on my back porch.

Date: 10/07/2012
Place: My bed
Time of getting into bed: 12.26am

Waking thoughts in black
Non lucid dreams in blue
Lucid dreams in red

Dream 1 - non lucid 3.57am
I am in a dark room, a young lad has got his small baby with him, and he is smoking weed near him. I try to tell him to stop, but he claims he is hooked. Some other things happened which I cannot remember, then for some reason I am hiding the drugs for him, or from him. It is a HUGE bag of weed, like a shopping bag full, and I'm trying to stuff it into my hoodie pocket, with haste. A baseball cap features heavily in this dream - it is red and blue, but I can't remember why.

Dream 2 - non lucid

I am with my mum and dad, we have taken my 2 nephews to a public play area. At one point there are lots of other kids that we are looking after too,possibly the kid from the previous dream??? but essentially we are just there with my nephews. We have fun pushing them down a slide, but are carefully watching the younger one as he is only a baby. Suddenly I realise there is S stood next to me.S is an old friend who I recently stopped talking to for a number of reasons. There is currently some issue with us in RL. I am shocked to see her, but she is here with her nephew too. We both see each other but ignore each other, which suits me fine. I remember in the dream she was wearing sparkly pink ballet style shoes. She is alone - apart from the kid - and I even think she was smoking a cigarette. I am shocked to see her because recently she told me she was leaving the country. I decide to just enjoy myself, and have fun with the family. Me and my sister (the mother of my nephews) start to do a silly synchronized dance. We go to sit down and eat dinner in this place, and it turns out she's sat on the table next to us. I talk loudly with the family so she can hear. While eating, I tell my nephews I can teach them to hit a ball with a baseball bat if they like.

The dream suddenly changes to us being in the middle of a lush, green field. It's huge, beautiful and sunny. The grass is long and soft, there are hedges breaking up the fields and some clumps of trees every now and again. We all have bats and tennis balls, and I try to teach the kids how to hit a ball. The older one hits it really well, and we all cheer and congratulate him, the younger one just throws it and it goes into the corner of the field. We have our dog with us, a springer spaniel. My mum has a dog, but not a springer spaniel, we have never had one. It doesn't want to get the ball because it is too far away and we laugh at this. Lazy dog! In the end it goes because I tell it to, several times.

Dream 3 - non lucid
I am in a building. It seems to be like a block of flats, with corridors lined with doors - the corridors are outside. I am walking along the corridors, it is all grey and red brick. The windows are a bit dusty. I get to a corridor where there are around 4 or 5 men, mostly in their 50's lined up against a wall. Although all the men look totally different (one is fat, one is african american, one has glasses etc) all the men have some limbs missing, and some are on crutches. They claim they are part of a team, and their leader (an army-general type man with all his limps) tells me to get in line too. He is a bit bossy and mean. The team however, are friendly and like having a laugh, they share anecdotes and get told of for it. The tell me the black guy lost his legs while trying to kill a famous person, he seems a bit miffed he didn't kill him but proud of the attempt.

I am in the same place as the previous dream. This could have even been a different dream, but as its in the same place and the army general dude is still there, I'll say it was the same dream.
I am with 2 older guys, and we are sat on the floor and each have a little jar and some other bits. The jars are like sweet jars, but tiny - the size of a golf ball. We are doing some sort of experiment, watched closely by the general guy. We fill the little jars with water and wait, and each of us grows a jelly-like red bubble or ball in the jar. A bit like those magic toys that grow in water from when I was a kid. The general is satisfied, but I believe it's not the end, so I keep on watering my jar. I see more, smaller balls appear, lots of them. The general tells me to stop, but I want to prove there is more. To hurry it up, I stick my finger into the jar to swirl the water. The jar breaks, and I cut my finger, getting blood everywhere. This ruins the experiment. The general is angry, he starts to tell me off, but I shout back, telling him it's his fault that the lighting out here is inadequate, and it's too dim to see properly. The other 2 guys just watch with dumb looks on their faces.

Dream 4 - non lucid
A man comes up to me, claiming he is psychic, and can make me think whatever he wants. I don't believe him, as I don't believe in psychics and mediums etc. He follows me round, annoying me, telling me that my favorite movie star is Keanu Reeves. I tell him it's not, it's Denzel Washington. He insists it is Reeves, and I get angry, determined not to think it is Reeves and keep shouting DENZEL! This goes on for some time, and eventually I manage to get away, relieved. As I walk away, I realise I don't like Denzel Washington at all, and that was the name the psychic said he could make me think was my favourite. I feel stupid but a little in awe that he was really a psychic.

Dream 4 - non lucid - 5.53
I watched the film 'God bless America' a few nights ago, and this dream was largely based on that.
I am sat with the man from God bless America. With us are 4 girls, 3 of them are made up with lots of makeup, the other is fat and ugly. We tell them we are going to kill them, and they are scared. The man then pulls out his gun, and shoots them one by one, telling them each time he does the reasons for killing them (which are something along the lines of 'You're fake / you're spoilt / etc - like the movie) I get blood on my sneakers and at first I'm pissed, but then I realise I'm going to die too, so it doesn't really matter. The man then turns to shoot me, and I welcome it, pointing to my chest and smiling. He shoots me 3 times. At first, I feel nothing, but I lie down and wait for death happily. The man shoots himself. Suddenly, I feel a really weird feeling in my chest, I struggle to breathe but am happy I'm dying. It get's really intense, and soon my heartbeat is shooting through the roof, I'm really struggling to breathe now and I start to panic. I see the fat girl that was shot was only wounded, and she get's up and runs out of the building, falling as she goes. I suddenly feel bad for what I have done, and start to feel the life just flow out of me. Eventually, all my life goes, and I die- actually I wake up.



This was weird, I woke up, with a crazy fast heartbeat and breathing really fast. I decide to get up and get some water, when I remember the menthol thread. I was supposed to take 3 lozenges on a WBTB! I decide to do it now, and munch down a lozenge. It's not nice, but I stick another in to get it over and done with. They are sticky but they crunch up quite well. However my mouth waters like mad, and burns. I'm ok, but then start to feel a bit bleugh. I swallow it all, and it's all stuck to my teeth. I get some water from the fridge downstairs, to wash it down but the ice cold water with the menthol sends my mouth into overdrive! And it's pretty intense! I can't stand the thought of the third lozenge, so I just decide to go and sleep. Laying down, I wonder how much menthol I've had, and how much is still on my teeth. LOL. I start to think I'll never sleep, but I must drift off. After what I think is around 5 minutes of sleeping, I'm jolted awake. This is not a normal wakening, I actually jump awake. I go to sleep, and feel a little uneasy, but nothing too bad. It happens again, and again. In fact, for maybe the first hour, my sleep is terrible - I'm continually waking and jittery. I can see how the menthol helps become lucid, as soon as I enter dreams I wake up with a start - and sometimes don't fully wake so I could carry on dreaming. Possible DIELDS? However I'm too on edge to WILD or DIELD, and eventually fall to sleep.


Dream 5 - non lucid - 9.11am
I am I am back in my childhood garden, with my mum. My mum is washing the dog, a small, white terrier which has gotten dirty. It's kind of cute and fluffy with big eyes. We had lots of dogs growing up, but never one like this!After the dog is clean she goes indoors and I stay out, I start cleaning some dried mud from my shoes (could have been wellies) and it drops onto the floor, mixing with the water left over from washing the dog, to create a big muddy mess. I glance down, and the dog is rolling in the mud, now completely filthy again. So I wash the dog again, this time, I take off it's cape. It appears the dog was wearing a cape, made of it's own fur, and is naked underneath. The cape unclips from it's collar. I decide to hang the cape on the washing line so it dries faster, and doesn't get dirty again. My mum comes out and complains about the cape, telling me to leave it on, but I insist it is better on the line.

Again, this next part takes place in a similar way to the previous, so I presume it is the same dream, however there is a full lapse between the two.
I am still in the garden of my childhood home, but this time I am teaching my mum how to correctly hold my hamster. My hamster is brown. I used to have a brown hamster when I was about 10. She gets the hang of it, but I keep having to catch it because it's fast. It starts pooing on her, and I tell her to put it down but she starts squeezing the hamster tight, I start telling her no, and trying to stop her but she won't. In the end I grab it off her, rather annoyed. She seems to think she has done nothing wrong.

Dream 6 - non lucid
Along with a group of other people I don't know, I am an undercover agent. We are secretly investigating a school, which is selling the children. When we get there the school is in bad shape, the windows are smashed and there is glass everywhere. The building is crumbling and looks abandoned, several young children are playing in the field outside which has many hazards. We approach the teacher, a weird looking old man, who tells us we can pick any child we like. I am disgusted. He tells us he even has green children! We begin to walk away, because this is too much to comprehend and we are very angry. However me and another man get a child each; I get a green one. He is small, skinny and has a big head. His whole body is light green. He is only small, 8 or 9 yrs? He clings around my neck and won't let go, but seems happy to come with me. I am driving us all home, staying quiet because I am really angry. The green boy still hangs around my neck. He asks me if I'm his new daddy, and this makes me cry. I suddenly feel very determined to look after this boy.

Happy Skies

I am molesting a woman but she quickly puts me in my place. Then I see my wife bent over.
I press against her and say,"How much?"
She laughs and replys, "$100 and you can do whatever you like."
I get handsy with her and ask, "How about $50?"
She says, "For that you get a panty ride."
She is in just panties and a t-shirt and gives me a lap dance. I close my eyes in the dream and it feels amazing.

I suddenly open my eyes because the shock of it. (It is a false awakening) I want to go to bathroom and change but its like the dream the other day. There are people sleeping in odd places. I see my nephew asleep in the bathtub.
I realize am in a trailor house so I go to the other end. I see my dad asleep in a bed. I go to the bathroom. I start to change and I see red carpet in the bathroom. Something about this gives me a horrible memory and a bad aweful feeling. I think something like this is the house where that bad thing happened. I start to shake and feel scared(I honestly have no clue what that was about) But the feeling quickly passes. And I go about my bussiness.

As I walk out I see his eyes are open. He is just starting at the wall. I know he sees me but he doesn't move. I think maybe he is just half asleep still. Then, I hear him say something rude (can't remember what he said) I stop and look at him but just then my dad walks in. My dad tells my dad, "You stop that. What he does is perfectly natural and we all do it!"
I don't want this so I tell my dad, "Pleeeeease just let it go. Please."
(The man looked like my dad but didn't sound like my dad at all. He almost sounded feminine and flamboyant. Plus my dad talking to my dad... Whuuuuut?)

We walk outside. I look around and another trailer in front of us with a faded deck. I see mountains in the distance and a clear blue sky and I see a nebula thing in the day sky. Almost like that sky in Asgard in the Thor movie. I see a line of planets there to. They look brownish and dark with almost a grainy texture. There are very large ones and very smalls one. The large ones have what look like moons. The colors are bland. Mostly browns and yellows. I see a few stars in it though. I see texture and great detail. I stop and feel confused. I think how awesome the sight is.

Then, in a flash, I think, "wait something is odd. Something unnatural. This is not normal. I am dreaming!!!!!" I just know that I am dreaming. I don't even bother with RC. (Like I said before, if I have the mind to question, I just know)

I tell my dad. "Dad! We are dreaming!" As I begin to float I laugh and giggle breathlessly. I feel so giddy. I am so happy because I have been trying so hard lately.
The guy posing as my dad blows air out and looks scared. I think for a moment how I have had it in the back of my mind to find a dream guide. This guy may be the one. I let it go for now. I notice that I am touching the ground again
I say, "No really! We are dreaming."
I take his hand and use my other hand to push of the railing on the deck. We float up together a few meters. He is smiling and laughing quietly. I now know he believes me. I am out of breath with excitement. The entire scene is so vivid and so awesome. The sky is clear. I see the mountains in the distance. The summer grass below us is brown in spots. The air feels cool. I feel great peace.

I look back at the planets in the sky. They are very vivid pictures. Still there. I think how it looks like a text book. I study it so that I can remember the thing that made me lucid this time. I think, "Yes, strange things in the sky. Of course, that is a very old dream sign of mine."
Then suddenly I remember TOTM but before I could do anything every thing fades to black and I am back in my recliner with my eyes closed wishing it had not ended so soon.

I try out being a Xenomorph from the movie Alien for a while, walking around and hissing, but no one around to taste with my extending mandible.

I woke up, which I must've done about 5 times during the dream. I just lay still each time not opening eyelids or moving a muscle and the dream resumed. Probably 4 out of the 5 times I re-entered I did through a device in my dreams I call a "strover," which is like a tablet I can expand itself by gripping the corners and pulling apart. I'll see the screen, then sort of try to get in the screen to join the dream.

I try my hand at humor and being talkative, almost to the point of spaztic, getting the feeling that the dream will end if I stop talking. While I was saying different things (I don't remember what) I felt sensations at various points in my spine, slowly crawling upward.

I walk into the building of a Google-Apple merger for an interview, but through a side door where a technician was working. He directs me to where the interview would take place. As I reach the very inviting, ornately decorated room I see a man and woman, my interviewers, sitting across a desk. I continue to talk, getting them to laugh. I have an item on me I call a "silly shield," a normal shield I just name after my personality at the moment. I would be back with them later.

I feel a fabric stretched out across a metal square rim pulled over my head. Then I welcome the subsequent whirring sound and brainwork as something is drilled into the northeast region of my brain, while the nerves in the southwest tingle. It continues to enter at different angles, each time the opposite side tingling.

I'm back in the interview room, and the interviewers turn cold on me. "We've seen your silly shield, now what about your serious side?" I feel continuation of the dream is on the line, so I quickly whip out a "serious sword" and show it to them. Right as I'm sheathing my sword a zombie busts down a door off to one side and rushes me. I quickly reach over my shoulder to draw and in one motion bring my serious sword down across the zombie's neck, then arc it back upward to finish the job, lopping off the zombie's head. Five more zombies charge me and I notice a small bomb where people normally keep a fire extinguisher. I light a match and toss it at the bomb, blowing it up and taking care of the zombies. I let the interviewers know we need to get out of here and grab and carry the woman down a hallway while the man follows behind, falls behind, then falls down. I console my charge, saying, "There's nothing we can do for him. I need to save a woman..." Another woman, dressed up as a commando with gun drawn, marches in the opposite direction to fight the zombies. I grab her as well and finish the thought by saying "...or two." I carry them into a side office, do a quick recount of what had happened to make sure I was indeed dreaming, then jump through a window with women in tow. Nothing like free-falling holding onto two beautiful girls. The dream ends sometime during the fall.

LJS
...something about my wife got promoted...new freezers... I worry that she will be like the last guy that got caught having sex in the freezer. I blow it off because I know I trust her.

Then, I am working at my first job again. Long John Silvers. I am training some new hire and we are making potatoes. Sherry my old boss is talking to Sarah. I feel awkward because of what happened between us and I later snobbed her facebook request. I try to avoid her.I am rushing around. Getting ready to open the store.

Then I am outside. This Guy is talking to Jana. I am too far away to hear. She is sitting at a table under a large sign that you can put the black letters in. (idk what they call that) There was something about my wife and this guy before. She told me about him and how he always cheats on his women. Oh thats the guy that got fired.

So now I have control of the sign. I have keyboard but it is like I am texting here.
"Dooshbag. Major dooshbag. He will cheat on you." (idk why I spelled dooshbag like this but I know I was doing it on purpose) She replies on the sign something like an ads for church service on Sunday. I look at her like wtf. She smiles at me. Then he puts his hands on his butt runs off to the bathroom. She had put something in his food. I laugh so hard at this and the look on his face was priceless

Tonight i dreamt that i met a friend of mine, we ate diner at her house with her sister and her mom, later on i invited some of the boys so they came over and we was in her room but she did not want to be there when everyone else was there so she sat in the livingroom with her cellphone. later my father come with his 4 year old kid. i accidently hit the kid and she started to cry so my father came and yelled at me and shit the he left and we played the phonegame drawsomething, he asked if i know what a strawberrysurgery was and i was like nooo, so he said a surgery where they take away your dick and balls and george bush was goin to do a strawberrysurgery. the i dont remember anything but suddenly i was at my grandmothers house ( i dream about that house sometimes, i think it's because it is located in the woods and woods seem to be my dreamsign or what you call it) and saw their tv was on and it played drawsomething.

dream 2: i was going to my other grandmother and the car stopped som we walked ib to the woods and suddenly was standing on a bug cliff 40-50 metres above water ( that cliff OFTEN occurs in my dreams in different shapes).

i was in church doinga competition and i was dressed up as link but with a bure and i went on stage and said as cristians we need to be andexample we need to stop saying shut up.

Time would be around 3:40AM.

Woke up, tired as fuck, didn't try to lucid Lost consciousness, but then felt the 'hag'. Started squeezing my body, but never had any trouble breathing. The pressure points shifted and then became a pumping action like you-know-what Couldn't sleep, something inside me snapped. The bitch left, I plopped into a dream.

Greenish flash at first. I'm non-lucid. I see four people in the hall, I'm in my bedroom. Family of four, including me. Tadaa, I'm spontaneously (low) lucid.

I suddenly notice a weird looking man sitting on the floor near the open door into the dining hall. His face keeps changing. At first I was convinced he was a demon, my thoughts affected dream similarly. Quickly revised my view of the fellow, he became a tramp. I walked out the door...

...onto the road?! Outside my house. Flying comes naturally now. I superjump onto a corridor above (neighbour's house). Dream feels shaky.

I try stabilizing by interaction. I squat for a while, on cold tiles. Everything around me seems cold. I run my hands along a washing-machine sort of thing with grooves and inlay work. Vision improved slightly, yellow lights were turned on.

I 'bump into' B and S. They try to dissuade me from something. I cleverly 'distract' B,(wearing a black shirt with green/white/grey stripes) who walks off.

I try summoning a dragon. S takes offense, starts poking me and walking around real fast. Can't do much.
I wake up.

To this masterpiece of a red demon leering at me from my computer chair. I was scared(y the fak i go heel nao!!1! also pls dont do smthing nasty mr. redguy)

Slowly, I summoned the balls to fight. The thing just sat there, watching me. Horns flashing pink and red. Had a real big adrenaline rush (and a mini heart attack ). Then suddenly, I was alone. (I think this was a false awakening, but the clock read 5:00AM and it was damn near time to get up. note, im almost sure, since I can't see read the time in real life when its dark )

So I will myself back into normal sleep. An episode of squeezing paralysis was repulsed by white shield thingy I imagined. The end.

pps: this has got me interested in astral projection

1) had to explain the point of.star wars
2) had an Indiana Jones style boulder run the. Had el wall run to get to mewtwo.
3) was talkig to mates which predrinking this weird premade thing that was really strong

The title says it all. Basically plankton was trying to more customers at his crappy resturaunt and he had an idea: have random naked chicks stand outside shake their arses to attract customers. My dumbself was walking by his shop so he grabbed me and turned me into a girl. I'm not sure how he did this. I also remember spongebob saving me or something.


I'm glad i woke up and realized i was a guy.

Non-dream Dream

Fragment 1:

I am participating in a softball home run derby. There are two Mexicans pitching to me. I lose 10-9 because my field is much more difficult than the other participants (there are obstacles).

My dad participated in a softball home run derby earlier this week.

Fragment 2:

I discover that my fiance got in a train wreck on Westlake Blvd with my mom and brother. I ride my bicycle over to help them (I don't even own a bicycle).

Ok so last night was REALLY bad in terms of my sleep schedule. It is kind of embarassing to say but this is what happened...

So it is about 8:30 and I am just about to go have my nightly milk, OJ, apple juice,a dn banana. Right when I go to turn off the monitor though, a Steam notification pops up. One of my friends just got on and wanted to talk. So I get on Steam and start talking to him. In my head I keep thinking.. Ok, just one more message and then I am going to go start my nightly routine. Well, basically this 'one more message' ended up going on for 3 more hours! So ya, it was about midnight by the time I finally went to bed. *major facepalm*

In terms of sleep, I was really tired and went to sleep fast. For some reason whenever I am super tired no amount of binaural beats can wake me up so I just slept right through the whole night and didn't wake up and start the alarm or anything. So ya... bad night last night.

So TONIGHT however... I am back in the swing of things and getting ready to head off to dreamland. SO EXCITED FOR THE NEXT LUCID!

See ya!

The first fragment I remember was almost a false awakening. I was in the bathroom really early in the morning, attempting to put in my contacts. Now here already we have a problem, because in my dreams, any little fidgety thing that requires a lot of concentration I ALWAYS struggle with. Yet, in this dream I am actually having a fair amount of success. Anyways, I just can't get the stupid thing to go in. I look in the mirror and I see it has another one stuck under it! Now, you might all be thinking "Wait, you looked in a mirror in a dream. So????" Well, ya it was wierd. I am always being told how you can look wierd or frightening in the mirror but in this dream I looked perfectly normal. Right after this the dream faded.

The second one I remember is that I was standing out in my garage. I then remember that I had called this work out instructor guy to come over because he was going to show me some new routine or something for a better workout. So he comes over. The first thing I noticed about him is that he was pretty buff. I was like "Hmm, guess this guy is legit." Then I remember looking at him closer and it was wierd cause half of his skin was normal color and the other half was all yellowy. Then when he got there I asked him about this. He said it was because he was developing this body oil stuff that made you buff somehow. I remember in the dream equating this with steroids (which I would NEVER use) and telling him to get lost if that was all. Turns out he did really have a new routine though, so we started going through it. That is all I remember.