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All I can remember from last night was that at one point I was in a building surrounded by insurgents in Afghanistan and I was able to take enough of them out to escape. After that I was in the barracks and I just could not find a uniform that was either the right color or was not dirty or full of holes. weird.

In my dream last night, I'm sitting in a vehicle at the airport where I work. I'm in the passenger seat and one of my crew chiefs (J.H.) is in the driver's seat. We're parked out on one of the taxiways and I'm watching some kind of training video on a flat screen TV that we have set up on the dashboard. From time to time I'm distracted by this other guy who is driving some kind of strange construction vehicle up, down and around the taxiway near us. I can't help but watch him because he doesn't seem to know what he's doing. He keeps running into signs and markers. There is a headlight mounted on the front of his vehicle that is almost broken off from all the collisions he's had.
From up ahead, these two other vehicles start coming down the taxiway towards us. Each of the vehicles has some sort of spinning brush head mounted in front of it and they appear to be cleaning/polishing the yellow stripe that runs along the length of the taxiway. I tell my crew chief, "I would just stay put. They'll go around us...", but he has already started backing up so I add (a little sarcastically), "..or we can just back up down the entire taxiway." But right after I say that, he makes a 90 degree turn to the left and backs OFF of the taxiway into the grass. I'm impressed with this and say something like, "We should have parked here all along so we wouldn't be in anyone's way."
As we're sitting there, I see another vehicle (a forklift?) coming down the taxiway. It has a big bag or box or something hanging from the front of it. It is trying to make a left turn but the guy in the other vehicle who keeps running into things is in his way. At first, he backs up but not enough. Then he means to back up but drives forward instead. Finally he backs up enough to let the other vehicle get by. I look down the other taxiway that the vehicle turned onto and see a dumpster off in the distance and realize the other vehicle must be taking trash to the dumpster.

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this dream started that me and my fiancee were going on a trip, i not 100% ware but we were going on a ferry, we were in a house and we were trying to get ready and we kept getting held up but still had it in my mind we would make it. we eventually got to the docks near our home city but the bridge was broke and we had to find another way to the boat. i started to climb down some rocks and help my fiancee down. we crossed a small burn and started to climb the other side. we eventually got to the top of the other side and the dream changed. we were at the top of a really high cliff but the cliff was an old ruin where a bridge use to be. we wer now standing there with my step dad, he was explaing that the watter that was shooting up the middle of the ruin was filled with macrel, i stepped over to it to have a look and he then grabbed me from behind and jumped off the side of the cliff. i realised it was safe as he would not be as stupid to put me in danger like that and also he knew this because he knew about the macrel.... we started to plummit towwards what was now the see and it was more of a ride than a scary dream,on the way down the adrenaline was amazing, it was soooo cool. just as we hut the water i kind of jumped in my bed and woke up, but i woke up with a smile on my face and had the exact same thought that you get the first time you go on a rollercoaster......... "i wanna do that again"!

Vividness:1
Recall: Not Sure.
Overall: 3
Non-Lucid Lucid Comment Aids

Suplements: 200mg B6
Mantra: Spent 5 minutes "I'm Dreaming"

Very odd lucid, no vision, some feeling and hearing.

Complete darkness, I believe I am at a supermarket, tescos maybe. I'm on my motorbike, I hear the engine rumble beneath me. Spark of awareness occurs, 'why can't I see', I attempt the finger though palm, it goes through with some effort. The dream is way too unstable, I hear a friends voice offering advice about my bike.
End.

Dream 1
I was in a room at college with my friend who was checking something on a computer. A girl I know was there she said that her cousin was going to straighten her hair. Also and I dry humped her. When I went to leave the college the gate looked like my old school gate and a bus was stopped outside.
We were then walking near a park another bus went past and I saw an advertisement with JLS on it 2 of them were wearing Michael Jackson’s thriller jacket. There were loads of roofs, I jumped on them and started running across.

Fragment
A woman punched a man, but the haymaker she trhough was so sick that she floored him in one punch.

False Awakening
I went down stairs and turned on the computer, it was much closer to the edge of the platform. I went onto youtube and clicked a video that had nudity, but it wasn't blocked.

When I went to search for a rapper named K Koke youtube tried to finish my search so it had stuff like K Kai and some charcter from Bakugan was in the corner next to the youtube logo which was on the right instead of the left. I exited the application and when I saw the other window it had loads of tabs full of some useless stuff.

I heard my sister upstairs and I quickly tried to X all of them.

Side Notes

I woke up and went back to sleep atleast three times, when I RC'd I kept plugging my real nose instead of the one in the dream. I saw a load of images like Robert Downey Jr and such.

10/27/11
TALKING NON-LUCID, LUCID
I had this dream where there is a small track around this wired fence. Me and random DCs were running around. The track was basically pretty deep sand, but not deep enough for us to sink.



It was difficult running in this track. After a while, several other DCs and me lost the race because we took too long I guess. Either we were running in shoes which made it difficult, or it was ironic that it was hard to run in sand with our bare feet.



Then I had this dream where I was at this restaurant I go to that got bigger.



And this lady was making something that apparently was supposed to taste good.

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It was just chopped up cucumber or avocado in a bowl, and there many on the floor. Then the dream fades away.

I had another dream where I was in my bed and my father comes in to tell me that he was going to go somewhere, but before he did, he wanted to apologize for not remembering to take me to the university meeting to get bus passes.

I told him that it was all right because the I don’t even use the bus to get to my university because I live so close to it.



And the fact that he said bus passes should’ve made it easier for me to become aware because the university provides free bus rides to Texas A&M students and just about everyone else. I forget what else happens in the dream after that.

I also had another dream where I was at Cypress Lakes High School again (I graduated already and I'm STILL NOT AWARE OF THESE TYPES OF DREAMS!!) I was going to the bathroom to wash my hands, and saw some dude I knew from Mayde Creek High School named Charles. He was just looking at the mirror, and I heard some voices. I get out of the bathroom and saw my Physics teacher I believe or just some random DC, and he and his wife apparently were telling me something, but I can't remember what.

Now I’m up to do a WBTB after sleeping for a while after I woke up a little too early to do a WBTB. Going to stay up for at least 30 minutes, and then attempt to do a WILD. I feel a little too awake, but I’m going to just count my breaths from 1-10 and repeat that “I have lucid dream.”

I was inside a mall. I receive/read/see messages running up my vision as I walk. It's like somebody is telling a story, but it was so messed up.

No WBTB, or MILD. I tried DEILD but forgot. I will try all three tonight.

All of these dreams seemed related, but involved different characters. It was as if the characters morphed into different appearances.

To kick things off, I was in the old house in my mother's room. I was lying in bed with Anthony just having a chat. Mrs. Gunther-Brown, my music theory teacher from high school, was there and the three of us got into a discrepancy over her ability to sing certain genres, or something of the like. Anthony was on my side, and obviously she was on hers. The argument was only DE, but afterwards, she went into the bathroom to get a shower. While she was in there, she started singing. What we could hear in the room was not just her vocals, but a whole accompaniment of various instruments. Anthony and I started complaining. I used a pillow to cover my ears. I discovered that I could change the sound of her singing by bending the pillow, as if the sound waves were wrapping around the pillow in a different way. Bending the pillow more made her singing sound more tinny, and a flatter pillow meant a more crisp sound. I made a comment about it to Anthony saying something like, "isn't it funny how something so simple like this can make such a big difference?" He replied with, "She's still horrible." I was about to agree when suddenly the song changed. It sounded like a jazz/funk fusion, not unlike Hiromi Uehara's work. I said, "wait, this actually sounds pretty good." I got up to go to the bathroom to apologise about Anthony and I making fun of her. She wasn't there. And my bathroom looked very different and unusual. Instead of the normal beige walls, tile floor, and small size, I was greeted with a fairly larger (although still pretty small) room with wooden floors, and a strange looking sink with nothing in it. There was a white shower curtain behind me, which I never actually turned around to see, and where the toilet usually was, was now just a wooden floor, and across from it where the sink goes were these wooden swingy doors, like in old west saloons. They may ave led to a toilet, but I don't know. The sink was on the left wehn you walk into the room. In between the sink and the saloon doors was a strange contraption placed on the floor. What I was about to do would start a plot that would unravel in the dreams to come. I cannot describe the contraption, mostly because I don't clearly remember what it looked like. But I also cannot describe it because it didn't seem to take any definite shape. It was a solid object, but it was so conjumbled, as if someone went on Microsoft Paint, made a bunch of lines, turned them into wood, and put it on the floor, but at the same time it looked nothing like that. There were tiny, mini people on the floor by the contraption. They seemed to be hindered by the contraption in some way, so I fixed the contraption so that they could be...for lack of a better word, better. As it turns out, my teacher set up the contraption so that these mini people, who were evil, would be trapped in it forever. I messed all of that up.

Everything that happens next may be out of order.

The saloon doors morphed into a TV, and I was watching a bunch of child actors, one of which I knew as my childhood friend, Tyler. They gathered around this table, and suddenly I was in TV, in the setting of where the children were. Except now I was on in a field. What was taking place in this field was a situation similar to the Holocaust, and I was on the bad side, and a major figure. We weren't going after Jewish people, in fact, I don't think there were any distinctive features about the people we had captured, but they were all wearing red shirts, and my side was all wearing blue shirts. This field was grassy, and had a hill to the right. There was a path leading to the hill, and that same path, going in the other direction, went and circled around a section of the field. We were walking across this section of the field. I was with another person in a blue shirt. He was talking to someone in a red shirt, as if trying to calm him down. As we neared the other side, the blue shirt said for him to go now, because we had to be somewhere. As the red shirt went towards a group of red shirts, I patted him on the back, as to grant him some form of solace. As I neared the other side of this field with the other blue shirt, I saw on my left, a mother saying "goodbye, I love you" to her daughter. There was also this strange, carnival-like booth on wheels (they exist in real life, but I don't know what they are called). We passed this and kept going straight to another hill. We started to climb it.

The next thing I remember is this explorer character (I was merely observing this entire part), like a video game character, running around this cave fighting enemies, getting points. Then he was climbing these strange pipe-like objects with ladders on them. They were all orange, each one taller than the last, and they were in a row. At the top of each was a traffic light with four light bulbs. At the bottom was endless water, as far as you can imagine. The traffic lights were black, and only the bottom light was green, with the rest being red. The lights were timed so that when the green light came on, there was a yellow beam of light shining down from the traffic light onto the top of the pipe, covering the entire space. When the green light came back on again, the yellow beam of light turned off. The traffic lights on each pipe was in an opposite pattern so that one would be off, while the one next to it would be on. The explorer climbed the first pipe on the right, and had to time things right because for some reason he couldn't be in the light. This was a game-like scenario after all. So when the green light came on again, and the light turned off, he climbed on top. Then he turned to the pipe next to him. This dream was in third person, so he was facing my left, to the taller pipe. It really was a lot like a video game. Since the beam of light was on pipe, he waited until the traffic light was almost green. He jumped off his pipe at the last second as to avoid the beam of light on that one, then he changed direction in midair to catch the ladder of the next pipe. He repeated the process, but failed this time. He fell and landed in the water below. The water behind the pipes was dark, and deadly (think Spyro) with sharks. The water elsewhere was clear, safe, and clean. The two waters were right next to each other, and separated right down the center. The explorer landed in the deadly water, and quickly swam back to the safe water. All of a sudden, he was on top of the tallest pipe, which had an opening at the top, and was filled to the brim with water. The explorer had to swim down into the pipe, and under the deadly water to reach an island on the other side of the deadly water. It's important to know that for the past week I have been practicing MILD with the chart that gives you circumstances every day in which you should do a reality check. Doing a RC when you see a traffic light was the one for the day before I had this dream. So when I saw the traffic lights in the dream, I thought to myself, "Too bad I didn't see this yesterday, or I'd be doing a reality check." Well, fuck.

Then I was on 4chan as a girl. This version of 4chan was very civilized. It was implied that they get different privileges on 4chan, and so everything was different. Everything was multicolored in a psychedelic fashion, and I had to hack this girl's computer to get an IP address and password.

After that, I was on these railroad tracks, which may have been at the top of the hill I was heading towards during the Holocaust dream. I was with Mom, and she was making a comment on all of the strange things going on recently (set in motion because of my meddling in the bathroom). She said it was the apocalypse. She started mentioning the seven signs of the apocalypse, which were somehow related to the 4chan thing, because I was looking them up or something. I wish I would have written down these signs, but all I wrote down to remind myself was "7 signs of apocalypse." I know one dealt with having seven waffles in one sitting. I thought to myself, "Let me guess, the seventh sign is that I'm dreaming, huh crazy Mom? Jeez, I really MUST be dreaming." Well, fuck. Again.

Another part of this weird dream was that there was this really futuristic purple hover car, and Superman was driving it on this road (the road also could have been at the top of that hill) with this chick. The road was long and straight, with green pasture on either side. The girl looked exactly like a dude, but had a girly voice for a few seconds. So it was a dude down to the last detail, but it was DE that it was a girl. They got to this building, which was the only building for miles, and went in. It was like a hotel, except it lead into my house.

CUT TO ME IN FIRST PERSON

I'm grabbing this fat chicks boobs. She's really old, I don't want to, but she's really desperate, and I make out with her a little bit. This is taking place in my old house, but not in any existing room. Then, I see Ms. Magro (student teacher from art. Cool gal) come in from one of those futuristic *schwop* doors. The door was on the landing on the step, where the china cabinet usually went. She says something like, "Do you guys have any important information?" I took one look at the fat chick, and said, "Yes we do." We didn't but I wanted Ms. Magro to come in the room so that I wouldn't have to make out with this old lady anymore. The information she was referring to was about some person that went missing, but is vital to winning in this battle for good that has been going on since the incident in the bathroom. Magically, we had important information to tell her when she came in, although we didn't when she asked. I said, "Yes, we know where he is." I got a hold of him on the phone, which was purple and futuristic like the car. The person turned out to be Rainn Wilson, and he answered his phone. The dream cut to a view of him driving the futuristic car on the straight road to no where. He looked at the caller ID, and seeing that it was Ms. Magro, answered the phone saying, "I told you I don't have anymore time." He then hung up, and it was DE that we couldn't call him anymore. It was also DE at this point that Rainn and Magro are ex-lovers. So it was a big misunderstanding, but now we have little hope for the good of humanity.

The last thing I remember, and this part was VERY dramatic, and engaging, and engrossing upon waking, is being back in a building that had the bathroom from the first dream. It wasn't my old house anymore, and there was really only three rooms. One room had bunk beds, and dressers, and was pretty normal, except it had the same wooden style as the bathroom from the first dream. You could leave that room, and there was a DE hallway that I never saw. It led to the other two rooms. One room was the bathroom, and the other was this very strange, morgue-like room. The part with the TV and child actors might have occurred here, but I'm not sure, and pretty doubtful. Anyway, the characters in this part of the dream are four people. Two were the same person, which was some little boy with a come-to-the-side haircut, a white button-up shirt, and black shorts. He had brown hair, and I never got a good look at his face. The other two, have a great deal of mystery surrounding them. One was that weird-looking doctor with the white hair on the cover of the box for Operation. I leave the fourth character's description void for now. The boys passed the bathroom, and got to this weird morgue-room. It looked almost exactly like the bathroom, except there was no shower, no sink, no nothing, except for the drawers with the bodies in them. The non-main character boy saw the doctor open one of the drawers and take a body out. The body was the fourth character and was seen briefly and from behind. It was almost DE that it was the non-main character boy, but I'm unsure. The non-main boy, panicked, ran back to the bunk bed room, and started packing bags to leave because he was freaked out. Suddenly, I was in the place of the main character boy, and I asked in a panicked tone, "Calm down just tell me what you saw." I knew he saw the body, but I needed to know who it was, because this would decide the fate of the Good vs Bad war that I started way back in the beginning, and he uncovered some sort of evil plot. I thought he could have seen himself, but I had to be sure, I had to confirm it. I said again, "You need to tell me what you saw." It was all very rushed and urgent. He took one look at me, with his faceless face, and that was it. I woke up. This is one of those dreams, for me, that leaves you wondering, like the answer would have been this life changing thing. Although it doesn't compare to the secret basement door, which I will forever wonder about. Perhaps someday, I'll open it, and see what's on the other side.

The characters seemed to morph because me and the other blue shirt during the Holocaust was also Superman and the man lady, and me and the old lady, and the two boys.

[COLOR="red"]Lucid[/COLOR]
[COLOR="blue"]Dream[/COLOR]
[COLOR="silver"]Thoughts[/COLOR]
[COLOR="lightblue"]Hypnagogic[/COLOR]

As usual I remembered a ton of dreams (around 7-8 dream scenarios). But I will only write down the lucid moment to save time.

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[COLOR="blue"]..I was thrown up on a roof and it looked too unreal.[/COLOR][COLOR="red"]I realised that it was a dream it looked like it didn't had an end and it looked like those kind of roofs with a top like black sandpaper. Sorry that's the best explaination I can give you. Anyway I started to run and jump really high, I thought to myself "This is how the astronauts felt when they jumped on the moon, but this is how a oneironaut feels when he jump in a dream :D".
Becaue of the emptiness I thought that this was exactly like Garry's Mod, but for real! So now I tried to summon a person, my friend Louise, for some reason. But I couldn't. So I imagined a rock and it appeared, and I went around the corner of that rock preparing to meet her. But she didn't appear... I was a little frustrated and eventually I forgot that I was dreaming and lost my lucidity.[/COLOR]
[COLOR="blue"]I had a long vivid dream about Harry Potter when that ended I were in my school and had a long boring lesson, until I woke up for real.[/COLOR]

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Yesterday I was reading about a member who had dreamed about portals after reading about portals in ANOTHER member's DJ. So apparently I decided to follow his lead and have a portal dream of my own last night.

I don't know where I was, or who I was with. But I was showing someone how I can make portals in the wall. I would just draw on the wall and a blue swirling vortex would appear on the wall. I don't know where it lead to, if anywhere. But I could change the colour and size. I changed it purple more than once and also collapsed it to nothing and made another one.

I did not become lucid

I chose not to smoke before bed and my recall did improve quite a bit. I was really hoping it wouldn't turn out like that lol. I'll probably go sober tonight and see how my recall is.

non-lucid - black
semi-lucid - green
lucid - blue

People are chasing after me for some reason. I’m running away. I’m suddenly in a jeep.

I'm driving in daylight on a highway.

I know I’m dreaming without even checking I just know for some reason. I hyperspeed the car while driving. Then I close my eyes and I teleport me and the jeep. I appear to have teleported but I only teleported miles away from my original position. I'm still in the city highway. But this time it wasn't daylight the sun is beginning to set. I park my car in this empty parking lot structure. I get off the car and run. The people chasing after me seems to be a family. Why? I don't know. I see the mom and her daughter looking for me. I head back to the parking lot but too late her son is awaiting me there. So I decide to hide behind this white ceramic pole. The son is not spotting me but I occassionaly am turning since the daughter and mom keep walking beside the pole. I keep on turning since they keep walking around me. Mom says to son “Check everywhere” while she’s next to me by the pole but doesn’t see me. The daughter goes “You check mom”. They suddenly see me as I'm moving around the pole. The mom spots me moving around. I'm dreaming I can do whatever. I try to take a gun outta my pocket but it didn't work. I try to pretend to shoot a gun at the son even though there was no visible gun in my hand. I thought this is a dream even if there's no gun it could still work. I shoot at him he becomes stinged for a couple seconds then he's ok. The "imaginary" gun stops working all of a sudden and they catch me. I end up in their “house” which takes the appearance of my house in waking life for some reason. The mom puts me in the room with her husband. I decide to sneak out. I tiptoe out of the room. I try to sneak past the mom in the kitchen to go outside. I manage to get outside (YES!) but suddenly I'm caught before I could run. She puts me back to the room. Her husband is horny. He's starting to take of my pants and starts rubbing. He's talking very dirty. The mom comes in and stops it saying something like "Not now." I decide to try to escape again. The mom I notice is easy to sneak by. I tiptoe around her back while she's in the kitchen and manage to unlock the door leading to the backyard. I don't run but I fly away. I wanna hyperspeed so from what I read on DV I take a pill outta my pocket and it gives me hyperspeed. I’m flying in the cloudy night.

I'm dreaming I tell myself. I am now fully lucid. "What to do?" I think to myself. Then suddenly I know what I want to do. I want to get to Den to complete my next mission. I'm still flying. I decide to try to open portals for the first time. I decided to try. I'm trying to rip the air but it's not working (DAMN). I then trace the atmosphere with my two fingers making a circle for the portal. It still doesn't work (GRRR!). Then I take out a sword from my side like a knight and slash it 3 times then make a portal using the sword. Suddenly a portal appears in front of me inside a mirror. I walked up to it. I decided that onstead of going through it I want to try something with a mirror. I want to go to someone’s dream and ask for permission. I know just the person. I think of my first ex because I never got any closure at all. I want to talk to him. I need answers. I say his full name to the mirror "Lorenzo Miguel Salazar". He suddenly appears in the mirror. He’s choking. I look away at the horrific sight. I look back and I see a phone cord choking his neck. I realize this mirror was no ordinary mirror but a Halloween themed mirror kinda thing. I look next to me and there’s another mirror but with a computer attached to it. Like I had to fill out my name and info and fill out the other person's info I wanted to see kinda thing. I'm too lazy so I fly up. I look at my hands to stabilize myself to make evrything clearer. I suddenly appear in this fancy restaurant. I see it getting unclear so I restabilize by touching everything near me. I'm touching the floor and the wooden staircase by me and everything is clear again. I am facing a painting on the wall then suddenly a waiter approaches me. He asks me what I want. "I want to get to Denn" I tell him. "There's a way there from here" he replies. I’m suddenly more inside the restaurant. I am talking with an old man. Everything becomes unclear again so I restabilize by touching everything. Smelling everything in. I ask the old man to give me a fruit tart. I never ate anything in the dreamworld. I look in his bag and see a red velvet cake instead inside "Even better" I thought.

I attempt to eat it. It’s good but not as good as reality’s taste of it I though lol. The part of the restaurant I was in looks like a spaceship-themed restaurant. The walls around me are white and this part of the building I was in took the shape of an alien spaceship. I suddenly realize there are a lot of people in this restaurant. Suddenly evryone including me all follow the waiter I met earlier. He was gonna lead us to Denn. We’re all walking down a ramp as we approach a big parking structure with a bunch of cars. I’m talking to one girl I know she's a DC. She appears to be nice. I randomly tell her “I’m dreaming”. She suddenly loses control for some reason and starts crying. I hug her and ask her “What’s wrong?” she says, “Well then this all isn’t real then.” I say well without you guys I wouldn’t have dreams, and without me you guys wouldn’t be in a dream” Lol. She smiles. I ask “Where’s Denn? This is just a parking structure. I thought you guys are leading me to Denn?” They say “There’s a portal in the parking lot to get directly there. We approach a portal that is by a red car. It’s low, near the ground. I suddenly hurl through the portal face-first. It’s suddenly tunnel vision. I'm in a wormhole (COOL!).

I go through. When I get out all I see is darkness. My eyes are closed. I restabilize. I feel sand by me. I open my eyes. I am in the middle of the street by my house in waking life. I fly up again in disappointment. I'm not gonna give up. I Take out my sword slash it 3 times make a portal and I go through it. I re-stabilize. I feel grass and dirt by me. I open my eyes. I’m in Denn (SUCCESS!). I restabilize but my hands look like yellow fur or feathers instead of skin. I only have two fingers, one big and one small. I wonder what do I look like? I see WakingNomad in Denn again for some reason. I don’t pay attention to him. I think I gotta get to the forest and look in the mirror to get my normal look back lol. I run into the forest. I find the mirror. I look in the mirror. I see myself having a furry chicken body with a dalmation dog head. I quickly look away. I look back and say "WITCH" and I transform back to my player’s normal appearance. A witch wearing red. This time what I was wearing became clearer. I'm wearing a skin tight dark red top. A dark red witch hat which matched the color of my mini-dress floats down from the sky and lands on my head. I look in the mirror to see that my eyes were orange for some reason. It looked cool. I had a weird pg nose so I looked away and say "Nose back to normal". I look back and it changed back to normal. I walk away in Denn's forest and see some kind of doppleganger. I see someone that looks exactly like me wearing the same outfit and hat except she has a pig nose. I think "That's weird." I don't pay attention to it. I walk back to the village and WakingNomad is still there. We suddenly are in a kitchen and he is attempting to mix drinks/bartend LOL. He attepts to do tricks with a fork and lemon for some reason and he fails horribly lol. Me and this other girl inside laugh as he tries to look cool mixing and blending but a fail lol. I try one bottle that he's mixing.

It tastes like champagne but kinda saltier and stronger. First time I drank something in a dream and it had to be that? I thought lol. There’s pain in my right leg as im sleeping in reality. It wakes me up. I DEILD. I appear with a little boy asking me where to get nothing to buy in the free market of Denn. Before I could answer WakingNomad re-appears and answers his question saying "It costs nothing." I suddenly remember the quest I have to do. I have to buy a weapon and kill something with it. I buy a long shiny sword for nothing.

Before I could go out and venture to kill something with it the pain in my leg bothered me and woke me up completely.

I managed to check off a few things in my dream goals. I ate and drank in a dream and I went through a wormhole. I didn't get to finish the warrior level of RPG yet though. I also noticed my dream control is on and off hopefully it improves. lol

$&%*!!!??? It's been a month since my last entry! That makes me feel bad... I need to stay up to date on this.

~So there are a few dreams I remember, or at least fragments. There were some vampire pigs in the back of a truck, a big hidden room in the top of my school, and one where I became friends with the phantom of the opera and he ended up being a nice guy.

~Last night's dream: I was in a large, odd building. Everything inside was just kind of fantastical, all strangely shaped and kind of difficult to describe. There were several round tables in the room I was in, and a few people were seated at each one. Some type of meeting was going to happen. Then a man appeared towards the front of the room. He had red hair a little longer than shoulder length, and wore a fedora-type hat tilted down to cover the top half of his face. All you could see was a nose and mischievous grin. He had a cape/cloak/whatever you want to call it, and old style clothes: a button up jacket with coattails, neck ruffle, kind of pointed shoes. It was all black, except for the stripe around his hat, which was purple. He had a red rose in one hand. (I tried to draw a picture of him, but everyone said it looked like a pimp... )
This fellow bounded across the room and proceeded to make a woman vanish with just a wave of his arm. Then he had a few doves fly out of his sleeve, and the single rose turned into a boquet. Having caught everyone's attention, he told us to go to the elevator. It was a big round platform connected to a curved wall. We all stepped on, Mr. Magician tipping his hat to me as he passed (squee ), and the platform began to rise. When it stopped, everyone had to grab a ledge that was a little over five and a half feet up and pull themselves to the second floor. Why the elevator couldn't just go up a bit more, I don't know. But I was too short to reach the ledge, so I stood there dejectedly, and then woke up.

~~~~I am making a solemn vow to write in a notebook DJ every morning and whenever I wake up at night, and to try my hardest to get on DV at least once a week, hopefully twice. Hold me to this, people.

I am at a rectangular table with J and some other people. It is some sort of grilling session. I am going to take the PSATs the next day but I decide I don't want to and announce it. I'm getting a burger.

At school with Mr. W and some other, people, we are riding out something HUGE. As in like a massive storm or possibly an apocalypse. There are six of us including Wasek. One of the others is K. We seem to be in a modified, more spacious version of my kitchen. I keep on trying to get alcohol out of the freezer (or it might have been the fridge) and put it into one of the numerous pewter glasses that are everywhere but I keep getting distracted. Mr. W talks to me about how a certain article was a metaphor for WWI, showing the greed of the WWI generals (he is my history teacher). He showed this to me on the right page of a textbook open on the round table, he was sitting across from me. Textbook was a pale blue. K and his two friends came in after that and they brought pirogies and something else. The priogies were cooked with an even brownness on the two sides but they were cold in a rectangular black container with a clear top. I told K I wanted him to heat them up someone said to me they were already cooked but I insisted. Mr. W was marking us off as if we had completed something. Some of the people were girls. Opening fridge talking with K about pirogies near cabinet with the glasses, Mr. W stayed at the round table.