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Much of this dream has been forgotten. I am thinking that this is a cross between dream and fragment.
- I was in a giant outdoor fair type thing. There were many restaurants but the strange thing about them was that they were all completely outside. There were many booths and chairs. There were fences to separate the different restaurants. It was super sunny out. I saw some people I knew from highschool at a booth. Alyssa was sitting next to Mandy and Alicia sat across from them. I walked up and could sense there was a secret being kept from me. I asked. Finally alyssa suggested that she was having sex for money. I was in shock.
- I am in a grocery store in line.
- the store is packed with people.
- I am wearing denim shorts and a red tank top.
- I was looking at my phone while holding a melon.
- I was thinking about Allen.
- there were flashes of red and bright yellow
- I had a plastic bag in hand.

I was hanging out with some friends in a haunted ass mansion. All of a sudden the cops arrived looking for one of my friends. I let him in, left the house, and started to walk home. One of my friends whom I just left sent me a text saying we need to hang out tomorrow at 6 AM so he can show me his pot plant. Then the dream fast forwarded to the next morning when I was at my Dads work. For reasons unknown I had been forced to go to work with my dad so unfortunately I couldn't go hang with my friend. The dream fast forwarded again to that afternoon when I was walking home. I arrived home and chilled in the backyard with my friend and some girls I knew from a long time ago. For some reason, random schoolmates of mine were walking around my house, which had become a mansion, mostly people from middle school. I chilled with them for a while and flirting with one of the girls who I used to like. This sparked a battle between me and my friend over who could get the most attention from her. Initially he was winning. He started touching her and she grabbed him, and this surprised him. Everyone could see he was uneasy about how to proceed and very unsure of himself. Seeing this the girl proceeds to lie back into my arms without bothering to let go of my friend, who begins to wrestle her in a vain and weird attempt to start something sexual. I get up and enter my house. I stop on the stairs to spectate 2 girls who had walked in and were slowly making their way towards the kitchen. I proceeded upstairs and went into my bathroom. There was some secret cave in my bathroom. I walked in and picked up the fire bud I had bought the day before and hidden there. I wanted to smoke, but I could here the voices of my family and thought it to risky. Past that point I sadly cannot remember a thing.

I was at my old high school. For reasons unknown, I was trying to sneak out an open window on the second floor with a large purple block the size of an encyclopedia. The purple block was actually wine in solid form. I was about to exit through the window into a courtyard below when my friend's dad, who was a teacher at the school, caught me trying to climb out the window. He was extremely angry with me for opening the window. I hastily hid the wine behind my back for fear of being caught with alcohol on school property. Mr. X continued to yell at me repeatedly for opening the window, but he had not acknowledged the fact I was about to jump from the second floor. He also hadn't noticed the wine behind my back. A crowd of teachers formed to watch as Mr. X continued to yell at me repeatedly, and I started to panic. I quickly threw the wine into the trashcan when I though no one was looking. Somehow no one noticed, and I felt I huge wave of triumph come over me for my sneaky maneuver. He notified me that my parents were being called in the office at this moment. A split second later my parents joined the crowd watching my humiliation. Then my memory fades out.

1. I was running through the forest with my sister. A pack of wolves was chasing us. We came to a clearing with a mansion, which was our home. We ran inside (there was a wall that wasn't there so you could just run in) and I hid behind a chair. A wolf came to the chair on the other side and started circling round it, so I circled too, trying to stay on the opposite side from him. He was going kind of slow, so I didn't think he saw me. After we had gone all the way around, he changed direction so that we ran into each other. To escape, I launched myself through the air and flew out of the house and into a thick part of the forest. I was all tangled up and couldn't move, but I heard wolves plowing towards me. I hid my face in a tangle of vines, until I heard a wolf approach and felt a golden light behind me. I raised my head and turned around, and saw a wolf staring at me, emanating a golden light. The golden light grew until it was all I could see. The mood of this dream was mysterious.

2. In real life, I have been waiting for a phone call from my friend. Well, he called me in my dream and we talked about everything I had wanted to talk about, so I felt great. When I woke up and realized that he hadn't called me after all, I was so mad. >

3. I was talking to this blonde woman as we rode in a canoe together through a swamp. We had just passed a little ring of cattail-y things with an opening that you could sail into, and so she was telling me about how she went to a sort of spiritual camp in that ring one time. She was very scornful of the camp, saying that she had 'fallen for all that stuff at the time, but of course now I realize it's ridiculous' and that sort of thing. As an example of how crazy the camp was, she told me something they had told her. She said that they had said that God could not be powerful as long as he was gold (as in, the chemical element). She was laughing as if it was completely stupid, so I didn't say anything, but I wanted to hear the story in more detail because I thought it had a lot of potential. After I woke up, I lay in bed for a while trying to coax it into a good story, but I haven't been able to, so far.

4. I was in a mansion with my sister, like the first dream, but it was different and more complete. We were doing a scavenger hunt that our mom had made, to keep us occupied. We found this old book on a pedestal and thought it was a clue. We opened it up and found that the first couple of pages were in braille. We took it to dad, who was riding in a canoe in a canal (like in dream 3). We showed him the book and he told us what it said to do.

5. I was in a canal with my dad. we were swimming, but there were these launchers that would make you go really fast.

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8-8-11
Type: Lucid Dream. (Visiting the Dead)
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
{telepathy in these brackets}

We arrive at the short few steps of a Brownstone. There is a guy behind me but I hardly know him and he is basically trailing along to learn some things. I have been to this place before and yet part of me doesn’t know where this is. I feel my awareness and that I am whole again on the other side of reality where thoughts make things and places and this was a simulated New York village. Every time I am here it seems unpopulated, there are no signs of life on the outside, save for shrubs and trees, not even any cars on the road.

I have forgotten who we’re here to see but I know what to do and walk up to the door. The guy I’m with wants to push the buzzer/doorbell. If this was physical reality the mechanical/electric device would work and ring the persons doorbell in their apartment but here only the newbies and dreamers try it out. I can see telepathically the guy I’m with is a mess, he is unsure of everything but trying so hard to be perfect, so I let him ring the bell and wait as if there is a buzzing sound and then I open the door and walk in.

It is always so dark in this vestibule and the stairs, I can see in the dark but it is so unfriendly and foreboding although it is not meaning to be.

I walk to a dark corner and push and twist some wooden molding, this opens the secret passage to the part of the place we are going to. We walk in and it is still just as dark.

We walk up the stairs to the correct door. The nervous guy behind me gets even more nervous as I stop in front of the door as I try to remember who’s place this is. The nervous guy comes around to the front of me and squeezes between me and the door to open it. The door opens and I realize it is my grandmothers place! No she never had this place when she was alive but has taken to liking it after her death. She is standing there expecting us. I see her but don’t know how to feel since she is not the full old woman I knew. She has been dead for years here and many more in the physical world and has regressed to her younger more vital young-woman-self. What are the rules for greeting someone who thinks they are both old and young and that they know you but not really? We greet {and acknowledge our relationship} but she is half the woman I knew and another totally unknown to me, the younger woman before she met my grandfather. He was not around since died before her and has forsaken the physical plane altogether (long story of another nonphysical place and a cool place at that, the Last Timers Ring that rings the earth, but that’s a story for another time. Basically he was leaving the physical plane for ever and I have never seen him since.), she seemed to know this.

Before going in I saw a metal threshold and there was an engravements in it and I bent down to examine it more closely. It was so real looking with dirt in the letters and abrasions. I felt it and it felt so perfectly real, I was blown away by it a bit but gathered myself and walked in.

I wondered around her place looking at all the intricate objects and how they all fit into her between-life life, it was very fascinating. I was in awe at how real it all looked, and felt! The kitchen has the same kind of tile from her physical kitchen, it is dark in there but I didn’t want to mess with lights in a nonphysical place.

Then I walk out into the living room and saw her nonphysical-life dog, a little white poodle! Animals are so rare in these nonphysical parts! I bent down and pet it and it felt so real! It was not at all a perfect representation of a dog; it had dirt under its belly as if it had never been washed. I got down on the floor with the dog and gave it a good rubbing. It stayed there as if it liked the petting. It didn’t have much personality which is basically life-force so I intended on giving it some of my own and it perked up a little bit and became a little more lively, literally.

I saw my grandmother was happy that I was enjoying the dog but she was hard to look at since I saw both the old woman and the young woman, pretty disturbing. I realized that she was the “old dead”, people that have been dead for a long time but still felt tied to their old life. As for myself, I didn’t even feel tied to my physical life and I was still living it! I was, and am still, not sure why she hangs out in that drab place!

I got up off the floor and realized how low the crummy dusty chandelier hung. The table had all and birthday cake on it with many candles burning and kinds of stuff on it like back when she was alive. It was all kinda sad, not that she was dead, you can be more alive dead than you ever were when you were alive, but she was not moving on she was stuck in this dark small apartment of her own creation with all these sad trappings of a past life.

My grandmother was cradling a baby that was known by her, and I, to be unreal but she felt she needed the comfort it gave. The old dead are creepy people, two or three lives all jumbled up into one undead existence. {It is time for us to go} and she got up and the baby disappeared and everyone started to move to the door a bit. My grandmother had to walk around stuff and stacks of magazines, tied with string, in a tall knee high bundle. The place was full of little things like that, fascinating!

Then there was a woman with 2 small kids in old time clothing that just appeared in the living room. “Ok lets go” she said to the kids and they all walked into the hallway and vanished. Creepy. Can ghosts have ghosts?

My grandmother walked out of the door and the nervous guy waited near the sofa and wanted me to walk out first. I, on the other hand, was astounded with the reality of the place and rubbed my hand on the wall by the door feeling how solid it was “look at it! It’s solid, like the real thing!” He looked at me like I was crazy and was getting jumpy.

We walked out into the dark hallway where the jumpy guy said “my dream guide likes to be surprised…but not TOO much.” I thought I would try not to do anything strange.

As we all rounded the corner a man came out of the dark and I realized it must be this guy’s dream guide. I thought, about what not to do and so did exactly THAT, I skipped like a girl across the floor and then regretted it immediately.

“Hi, you must be his dream guide” I said.

The DG was a tall guy and dressed like he was a 17th century aristocrat with flowy sleeves and such, “yes, I am in fact!”
“Good to meet you.” I said while turning to the nervous guy.
He waved at the dream guide stiffly and gave a nervous “Hi” with a nervous smile.
I’d seen enough and decided to leave them on their own.

Then there are these little lights floating in the air in the dark hallway and everyone gives me one. I love this!

My Mom yells at me from a dark place but I can see her face, I ignore her, but everyone else seems not to even notice her.
The end, I wake up.


Awake i check the time, I had been asleep for only 2.5 hours!

Right before bed I was reading about a mother bear and her cubs in a Chinese Bile farm. The mother bear got out of her cage, killed her cubs, then killed herself by running head first into a brick wall. I was pretty disgusted with the chinese people as I lay down to bed.

Love and Hate
Recall: 8/10
Sleep: OK
Sleep Position: Unknown

There are a bunch of foreign exchange students or something staying with us. One of them is a Chines girl, and I don't get along with her at all. She thinks her country is the greatest, and I argue with her about human rights violations (Falung Gong, organ harvesting) , animal cruelty with (bears bile, dolphin slaughter, shark fin soup), international hacking, stealing technology. We can't stand each other. She has jet black hair with a streak of pure white in it like Rogue from X-Men.

And then I hear her singing to her self, and it's the most beautiful thing I've ever heard. Just like that, I fall head over heals in love with her. She responds to my change in attitude and is really into me as well. I make love to her, then we cuddle and plan our future together. We're going to get married.

I go to a class to write an exam to get my real estate license. I'm almost done, and one of the last questions is written on the blackboard, but I can't see it, so I get up to take a closer look. There are other people at the blackboard, and before I can see the question, someone erases it from the board. As I'm all WTF with the teacher, I see a chinese guy go up to my desk and swipe my exam. I try to go after him, but the other students block me like they are all conspiring against me.

I chase him outside and down the street when I realize I'm bare feet and forgot my shoes in the class. I head back, but when I get to the building I see I have shoes. I'm confused by this, but too focused on my girl who is missing. I ask the teacher and he said the Chines embassy came and took her away. He says some tough guy came to see him before class and threatened him.

I have no idea how I'm going to get her back.

Woke up, but that dream left an emotional impact on my, so when I fell asleep again, I was still trying to find her.


Fragment: Searching
I'm trying to remember how to get ahold of my chinese girl. Then I remember she gave me some radios to contact her. Luckily it's set to the right frequency and I try it out. A guy answers, and I can't remember her name. I try a couple name, but the guy doesn't know them. Then I just ask him if a chinese girl is staying with him. He says he works with her and drives her home every day, and that her family is trying to marry her off. I guess they found someone else for her.

NOTE: My recall takes off once again where I became lucid. I've had to sleep with only one blanket recently. It's one of the ones where the design makes it have holes on the whole thing. So I've been sleeping uncomfortably and my recall is shot.

I was outside my apartment right after becoming lucid. I have no clue how I did though. I saw a car and decided to drive it. I noticed I was to big for it though. Hm. Weird. So, I squeeze myself in, and I start the car. I drive all the way down to the end of the development. I was coming up towards three cars at the three-way intersection. So, I slam on the brakes. I ram into the first car. Oh damn it all. So, I now get out, and take the right turn. I run up the street until I reach a streetlight. I see Steve Perry on a stage in the middle of the street. He's singing to everyone(INCLUDING ME TOTM!). I notice he's all alone up there singing "Wheel in the Sky." I jump up and grab a guitar, and stet playing(Yes, I know this song on guitar). The guitar solo now kicks in, and I play it. Soon I see someone who's terrorizing everyone. Really?! Oh well, at least I did TOTM. I go back to the car crash, and I see one of the mechs from Avatar(the movie, not the anime). I get in it, and I pull out my weapon. Really?! It's a bunch of different colored missiles on a pistol. I fly up from the mech and see the guy. I fires the missiles at him, but they don't do jack shit. Oh damn it all. I noe get back in the mech, and sit down. I close the cockpit and go back to the missiles. I pull out a big shotgun. I shoot the missiles, and a shitty foot radius explosion happens. Dammit! I notice the guy got away now. Fuck! I see him flying away. I get out, and hold onto the mech. I try ki speed flying, but I can't. What?! Oh it's the mech, but I wanna take it with me! I can't seem to get away with it, to I go and sit upon a tree until I awake.

1. I go to see Swan Lake at Cincinnati's Music Hall with C.W. We pass a White Castle on the way there, and I remark how it's practically an outpost of my college with the clientele it gets. We arrive at the hall, and as we ascend the escalator we see Dr. L. and give him a salute. We get to the lobby and see a glorious buffet laid out before us; the ballet is already starting, and we hear a flautist fail her solo. I start eating and scarf down hashbrowns, vegetables, and a roll before a frumpy attendant starts asking me questions. I act suspicious and evade her questions, and she starts chasing me down. I run into the auditorium, where I find my family and sit by them. I don't escape the woman, though, and am kicked out.

2. I view a montage of Call of Duty matches, all taking place in some sort of museum. It's a hardcore assault on an elevator, and teams trade places between attack and defense. The terrorists almost win a match, letting only two of the good guys escape before time runs out. Once, when the elevator is nearing the attack stage, a string quartet forms and plays Metallica in the space.

So here's a tip:
If you ever find yourself with no time to lucid dream, do NOT stop updating your dream journal. :/
I stopped updating mine for a few weeks, and when I tried to LD again I noticed my dream recall was nearly nonexistent.
It took me the past two weeks to have a moderately long lucid, and going through this after having had sort of regular lucids is quite a frustrating experience.
So yeah, dream journals seem to be quite a bit more important than I thought.
Anyways, enough rambling.


I'm taking a bath. The water is very soapy and I'm sort of lost in thoughts.
Somehow I feel that it is weird that I have a bathtub, I used to have only a shower.
But I make up some excuse to justify the presence of the tub and continue idling.
I think about a girl I met a few days ago for some reason, and suddenly I notice that someone is with me in the bathtub.
There's a naked girl right in front of me, though not the one I was thinking of, I don't know her.

I don't really realize that this situation is weird, I even sort of ignore the girl until I feel the urge to touch her arm because I have the impression that it's supposed to feel weird.
I touch her arm and gently brush over it with a finger, and I notice that it feels extremely realistic even though it shouldn't.

Wait... why is it supposed to... oh!
Am I dreaming?
I look at the girl, whom is smiling at me and she proceeds to vanish into thin air.
I am now certain that I am dreaming, but I feel the urge to RC, I feel like I need the shock of awareness.

As I do the nose pinch RC I remember that I haven't RC'ed like this in a long time.
Usually I just become aware that I am dreaming, or I realize inconsistencies as to how I ended up where I am.
I think I stopped doing 'standard' RC's after WakingNomad had suggested other forms of increasing awareness on these forums.

The RC succeeds and I get quite excited that I finally induced an LD again, and I immediately feel the urge to do something with the limited time that is given to me.
I jump out of the tub ready to search my house for anything exciting.

Stop! What am I doing?
I haven't stabilized the dream, I'm running around aimlessly, this is bad!
I try to calm down and attempt to stabilize the dream.
That was close, my surroundings had already darkened quite a bit.

I try to open a portal on a wall. I have no destination in mind, I have no goals and just seem to do the first thing that crosses my mind.
As I walk through it I wonder why I've bothered with a portal when I can just teleport with my wings, plus I'm assuming the portal won't work
because I haven't set a destination... but it does!

I find myself in the desert, on a sand dune.
This is odd, usually my dreams are dominated by cold colors and watery landscapes.
This is pretty much the exact opposite.
I see some construction work going on and approach it.
As I look at my surroundings, I realize that I must be in the past, considering what people are wearing and the kinds of buildings that exist.

This place seems oddly familiar though... and then I finally get it.
They're building the pyramids! I'm in Egypt!
Of course! I've been here before in waking life, how interesting!

"It is, isn't it?"
"Yeah..."

Huh? It's the girl from the bathtub again, except she's dressed now.
She's wearing some sort of white gown and her hair is braided.

"You're the girl from before!"
"Yeeees... ?"
"Do I know you?"
"... are you fucking serious?"
"Err... oh! Faye?"
"Yes Faye! Dude!"
"I'm sorry... haven't had a lucid in a while, I feel like I've forgotten everything"
"You'll be fine."
"Yeah this is good, if I remember this dream it'll boost my confidence."
"Good good, time to wake up now."
"Huh, why?"
"Your phone is ringing"

I wake up and sure enough, my mobile is ringing.

+Waiting for my mom to get done seeing one of her patients who was dying. I felt like I was being pursued by a group of people and when I glanced upwards I briefly saw my reflection in a window. I was wearing some sort of robe with the hood partially obscuring my face. Knowledge of who/what I was arose in my mind upon seeing my reflection. I was some sort of symbolic combination of Darth Sidious and the virgin Mary. I could feel both intense darkness and light sealed by my hood.

+Me and Co had found an abandoned military submarine or some other heavy duty naval military vehicle. We explored it and hung out there for a while. It was cool to look at the barrels of the huge cannons. I felt an excitement over the fact that it had been completely abandoned and that it was now ours for the claiming.

+I was inspecting some sort of trinket when small cockroaches began to come out of it. One at first then more, and soon they began crawling out of my shirt and all over the place. The dream environment shifted and the small cockroaches were now zerglings from StarCraft2. I was now watching a skirmish between a small force of Stalker vs the Zerglings on a map from the game League of Legends.

+It was dark, like sitting there with your eyes closed. I realized I was dreaming which strikes me as odd because there really wasn't much of dream to realize. Just dark. I had no body but I could feel that I was inside my mind just like in a dream, even with no actual materialized surroundings. After my realization as with most of my lucid dreams I can feel my mental world destabilize and what I feel fades from the dream to what my actual body is feeling then I wake up.

+For some reason I had to break a toilet in the girls bathroom of some building. Clearly I wouldn't do something like this but it was the circumstance I was placed in. In any case, feeling very nervous I climb in through the window and open a stall. Inside was an assortment of shoe boxes and different shoes. My friend TF is sitting on a bench in there with a shoe in his hand. He asks me what I'm doing and I tell him I have to break a toilet. He expresses his confusion with my circumstance but I assure him I need to do it and I break the toilet I tell him to grab his shoes and climb out the window with me.

+I was somewhere on the the east coast of the U.S. perhaps Massachusetts? At the filming of some rap artists music video. It was autumn and there were different color leaves all around with a crisp feeling in the air. I was in a crowd of people at the smallish concert. They were blowing wind and leaves at the rap star and filming the crowd for the video. After it was done I realized no one had any shoes on and that in the chaos of the concert people had decided to take whatever shoes they want. There was also broken wood with nails in what looked like the remains of a fire all over the place. I was stepping carefully around the broken glass when I saw Hs and some other arab person I'd never seen before with him. For some reason he starts chasing me and I begin running and weaving through people. We burst out of the crowd and there the street hit a bit of an incline I could feel him gain so I decide to suddenly reverse direction so I turn and jump towards them. He thinks I'm attacking him and knows I couldn't hurt him so he lets me jump into him, but I wasn't attacking him at all. In mid-air I spun past the guy with him and then planted my foot on Hs's chest and kicked off. I ran off and the dream ended.

+Watching some talk show. Two gay guys were arguing with each other about gay rights and prejudice from straight people. They spoke about how they didn't like straight people, how we look down on them. I remember finding this incredibly hypocritical because they were both being prejudice towards straight people during the whole conversation.

+Two young girls, kind of creepy demeanor about them. I had thought they were twins but one of them was actually a clone or a copy of some sort, and was waiting for something so she could become human.

+At some building supposedly at my university that was going to be where me and my room mate DM were going to move in to. His family shows up with all of his stuff and are ready to help him move in but apparently the building was close to a bunch of fraternities because there was puke all over the grass from them. I remember his family was a little surprised at the state of the place and was questioning whether this was the best place. I felt like I had to defend the place so I began trying to explain to them that it was because of the frats.

+Mike Meyers was moving through this Rube Goldberg's machine where all of the contraptions hurt him.

+We had a mocha machine in our garage for some reason and I was talking to GR. He said he thought the flavor I liked sucked. Then a bunch of buff guys wearing clothes from the 80's come walking through our open garage door to see if they could get some mochas. They end up defending my opinion that my flavor of mocha was the best.

+At Ross apparently shopping for stuff. Saw JS there as well as a small pale blonde girl who looked almost albino.

I enter a lucid dream and I'm flying through darkness. I am determined to have an enjoyable experience so as I fly around I begin trying verbal commands like, "sun come up" or "daylight now". But none of them work, so I starting singing. I make up a cute little song and add in phrases involving sunrises and with feeling I sing, "let the sun come up". I'm basically just using verbal phrases in song form. My subconscious likes it. Perhaps he is grateful for my creative attempt, and the fact that I am asking, instead of forcing. Forcing never works with the sub.

Now I'm flying in bright daylight over an icy ocean of arctic blue glacial waters. I change the song and start singing about warm Caribbean waters, and suddenly the glacier breaks apart and the sea froths and foams and dark debris flies everywhere. This was a scene from some horrible flood. But it was only a changeover. After a few seconds pass, the water is turquoise like the Caribbean and there are beaches formed from the glacial ice. It is so beautiful and amazing just flying through this scene and watching these transitions occur as I sing. My subconscious seems ready to give me anything I ask for. I sing for a beautiful lagoon, and immediately I watch as the sandstone is carved from a cliffside, the debris shooting straight into the air and into nonexistence. The water surges up and over the cliff, and when it recedes there is a beautiful lagoon with waterfalls flowing into it. Plants, trees, and flowers spring up around it. I just float in the air, and watch this amazing site, ready to plunge into the warm waters. But my alarm wakes me up. Snooze.

I re-enter a lucid dream, but it's different. I'm in some sort of mall, but this mall has the most beautiful interior decorating I've ever seen. Each store has displays set up that are so intricately beautiful. They use color and light to make the customer's eye dance around the store. I had barely a moment to state in awe at this scene, when...again alarm goes off...snooze.

I wanted so badly to get back to that store in the mall to take a mental picture of the gorgeous display, but instead I'm in a different place. Or a different time. It's a mall...but there's only western stuff...and it looks like the old west. I'm dressed up as a cowboy, my hair is hidden and tucked up under my hat. The people tending the store in this mall don't look too pleased to see me so I say, "I'll see you boys later," then I make a bull sound, and go charging off toward a wooden wall, head first. Apparently I don't make a very good bull, because I just hit the wall hard and fall to the ground.

My head is aching but I'm alright, I'm more bothered that my boots got all dusty, so I wipe 'em off a bit. Two large men walk over to me, I see they're carrying rifles. The light is behind them so their faces are in shadow but I can see one has long greasy hair and the other is bald. "Howdy," I say, "I'm Dirty Nina." and I take off my hat and let my hair fall down. "You boys are mighty good looking," I say, trying to hide the sarcasm. The bald man walks closer and leans toward me. I can see that he has bandages over his eyes and he's looking really angry..."Well that's just fine little missy, but we got a debt to settle." He smiles, and I see a nasty toothless grin. The dust begins to settle and I need a plan, I see the spurs on my boots glinting out of the corner of my eye...but just then...my alarm goes off. And I have to get up or I'll be late for work.

Very frustrating, this dream was going to be mighty awesome.

The past few nights, my dreams have involved my ex, telling me that he regrets breaking up with me and loves me still... He told his current girlfriend that he never loved her and always loved me. The dreams took place in a hallway near my locker in school.---The weird things about it was that it was my school---but wasn't... you know what I mean? Like it looked nothing like it and the lockers were red, while they are blue in real-life. I hate how dreams alter the truth and I blame my sub-conscience. I'm jealous of those people who learned to control their dreams, knowing they are dreaming and can accomplish anything in their dream-state. I, myself was only to perform lucid dreaming once and it wasn't even on purpose, but it was a few years back.

Just a short fragment where I was at home in the kitchen and my dad knocked on the door with his bike, wearing a white shirt and a silver bike helmet. He said "Hi, I'm 33, can I come in?" (no, he is not 33. lol)

I was in a dorm of sorts. I feel... at peace? Looks like our dorm near LaSalle.

I was in school, in the college of Engineering. I was going to take some classes. First, we have to do some cleaning. Looking for a dust pan, I made my way out to the football field. I passed by a garden, and decided to water the plants, especially the ones I planted there before.

Went back to the college of Engineering, and thought I was supposed to be teaching. I was late, or forgot which class I was supposed to be in. I was going to be fired.

I was near a truck. JJ was there, listening to score of Harry Potter (or something).

I am playing a game of dice again ((I only had a dream like this a few nights ago)) Now I am observing and no longer playing. I am watching to see who the winner is and whoever wins can go by the pigeon!

I keep having fragment from nights when I cant remember my dreams, they pop into my head and then out they go again, it's so bloody annoying but I'm trying hard to remember as much and as many as I can