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Type: Lucid, Fragment
Vivid: Short

Notes: I haven't been active for a while but now I guess I'm back

Fragment 1: I was standing outside my house with my friend and a gigant teddybear. I don't remember what I was doing but I remember that I suddenly thought; "Wait a minut, I had a dream about this teddybear before". So I checked if my hand looked normal, and noticed that my hand was kind of shimery. I was not sure what that meant, so I plugged my nose and tried to breath. I could feel the air running through my nose, and I started to scream; "I'm dreaming, I'm dreaming"! I wanted to try to teleport myself to another location, so I tried to think about the location

Fragment 2: I was in the location I thought about (I think.) Something happens but I dont remember what. I wake up

Type: DILD.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

Notes:
This relatively short dream disturbed me a bit. The situation was so unrealistic that this was one of the first times a dream scenario alone left me lucid.

I was in a train. It wasn't like a train I'd been on before; the layout was slightly different. It had a slimmer aisle in the middle, going down the length of the car, with a curtain-enclosed seating section on either side of this aisle. Both of these sections were probably ten feet long, and there were a few of them going down both sides; the sections were raised fifteen inches or so off of the aisle's level. The whole interior of the train was a burgundy colour scheme with orange and gold accents, which made it seem more upscale. As for the lighting, it was dim. Not eerily dim, but dim enough that one could assume at least half the lights in the aisle weren't working.

I walked into a section on the left hand side of the train, which contained two chairs facing a wall, and a single sliding-pane window edged with flat silver metal. Light poured in from the outside of this window, but I didn't see exactly what was on the other side of it.

I could tell some other people were walking down the aisle, and a man was sitting in the section on the opposite side of the hall, reading a paper. The majority of the people occupying the train were shadowy and dark, which was a first considering I could always see DC's faces and stuff. I couldn't even make out what they were wearing.

My vision was both in first-person and third-person at the same time. It wasn't like a split screen situation, and it wasn't like the two perspectives were superimposed on top of each other, either. It's as if I really was in two places at once. It's very difficult to explain.

Before I knew it, the lighting had dimmed even more. A man had suddenly appeared in the room I was in, right in front of me, and pinned me down right where the "x" in the drawing above is. I was now seeing exclusively in third-person, from the bottom of the curtain enclosing the room on the opposite side of the aisle. So, I was looking up at myself slightly, if you understand where I was looking from. I saw myself lying on my back, on the ground, my head coming out from the room and out over the aisle. The man was wearing dark gray and a ski mask, but for some reason I knew he had messy, slightly longer brown hair. He took out an axe; the handle was polished, cylindrical wood with probably only a 2-inch radius (very thin). The blade was very long, going outwards from the end quite a ways, and then became larger at the end. It was very sharp.

My viewpoint was still in third person, but as he took out the axe, it suddenly changed so that I was looking right up at him, looking past my own head from only a few inches back. The scene became a bit hazy. The man said, in a relatively normal-sounding but deeper voice, "when I kill you, you won't be able to tell them that I'm going to kill everyone else on this train".

I struggled, still watching myself from the same viewpoint as just described, and it was like fighting rubber and concrete combined. In the dream, I envisioned the axe coming down before it even happened, and just struggled harder. Within a few moments, the axe came down for good. I'd become lucid at that point - not super lucid - but it was enough to help me not freak out. Immediately the viewpoint changed, moving a few inches upwards, so I was finally looking through my own eyes, sitting there with no feeling whatsoever, except possibly numbness. I didn't feel the axe at all in my neck.

I laid there with the axe sitting in me, and it took a few instances to actually wake up.

Lucid
Non-lucid
Nightmare
Awesome


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I was flying up and down this garden. But I was flying breaststroke (WTF??). Somehow I knew that I was dreaming. When I got bored of breaststroke flying, I started to fly properly, upwards.I knew I had to believe 100% that I can fly fast, but even if I did, I still couldn't control the speed I was flying at. I looked at the sky and saw all the stars, and I considered space flying, but I got freaked out. So I thought : "Maybe I should try Shared Dreaming". So I did.
I looked for NightSpy2. I found him on the side of a cliff face, rock climbing. I took him down and said: "You're dreaming!!!" He got all excited. I shouted again: "Stabilize your dream!!"
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I can't recall anything after or before that.

Dream 1:

We were with the Ryan F (probably because I slept with the mag?) He was with his parents, and we were in the car. They were going to our province, and we watched trees and houses (both very unlike than that in our province). Finally, we ended up in our town, but we went directly inside the house.

It is partially an familiar place, but I can't recall. It is mainly painted white. He said he was going to show us something in his room, hidden inside a chest.

Dream 2:

I was fighting. Medieval style. Mostly dark. We have many enemies. Finally, I have to use an ice sword, but I can't make it work. Bbboy was there as well, and he tried to take out the ice sword from the stone it was stuck in. I told him it won't work. He tried anyway, and he was electrocuted away. He's still alive though. I recall some part of our uncle's store in our hometown, in semi-top-down view.

I was on a boat, with many allies, both humans and demi-humans. Some even look like real monsters. It was night and it looks like a storm is coming in. We were heading for the enemy encampment.

Suddenly, there were a few imps that came out of a dark portal-hole on the deck of the boat. They caught one person and pulled him down. The others didn't really bother, as if nothing is happening. I "overheard" some of them talking who the two leaders are. They were referring to me and a female mystic who was with us. She has short, golden hair, carrying a staff.

Non-Dream/Lucid/Non-Lucid

DREAM 1: I was in the living room watching television. I saw a naked guy appearing out of nowhere and coming at me. I was like "WTF? I'm probably dreaming! >_>"...I did an RC and I realized I REALLY AM DREAMING! I just went to that guy and tell him to leave! He was a little sad, but he has to know the number 1 rule of my subconscious while I'm LDing: No naked strange guys in my living room. After that guy went away I tried to fly...not successful! I just went down as a rock and the dream faded. I should have passively control it like the guy.
DREAM 2: I was in the front of my school...there were a lot of my old peers. I suddenly felt a pain in my armpits. I though someone had thrown a rock or something at me, but no. THERE WERE FUCKING BEES ON MY ARMPITS! And they were coming more and more! I tried to run all over. I entered an car-wash and I was able to get rid of those bees thanks to the water, but I sure got some injuries on my armpits from the stings!
DREAM 3: I was in another's house. I came into the living room and HOLY CRAP A GIGANTIC BEE!!
I screamed as it wanted to sting me...again!
My mom was scared and she came in to scare the bee away. He suddenly turned into a teen that was trying to flirt with my mom and ask her if she wants to date him. Of course my mom declined and asked him why he wanted to sting me...he said I totally deserved that. (I more likely had those bee dreams because I watched a documentary about insects before sleeping. )
DREAM 4: I was in some kind of caravan with Luigi. We wanted to steal something from that caravan. As Luigi was keeping me suspended on the ceiling and he was thinking about the insects that could get him, he dropped me down. Luigi was very scared of insects...especially of bees. (Maybe those are some remains of my other dream.)

1.

For the first dream, I just wrote "drugs wonder". No idea what that is supposed to mean.

2.

Someone had written "30 lectures - 15 - 8" on a piece of paper. I assumed it meant something like "I went to 30 lectures in a certain period of time, 15 in the next period, and only 8 in the one after that". Some other person tells them to use a certain symbol when communicating music and to spell out the word octave. The symbol was an eighth note with a line through it, so it looked kind of like a lowercase f with a note head at the bottom.

They then gave an example of how to use these techniques. They wrote:

3x Bb (symbol) - 2x Bb (Oct) - 14 knowledge notes

Apparently they don't even follow their own advice since they only used the symbol on the first note group and did not even spell out the word octave. But I was kind of annoyed with them mainly because the original person wasn't even trying to write music.

I don't know what knowledge notes are but they sound interesting.

June 30th, 9:17 PM

I don't know why I decided to write an entry now, because I really thought it wasn't necessary.

So I am not sure if I had a dream yesterday, or just my imagination after I woke up. Not sure which one.

The dream is where I am playing computer. Not sure which one, because my point of view was only the screen (kind of like when you record a stream)
I was playing Team Fortress 2, a famous game which is now for free on Steam. I was playing as an engineer, a guy who builds sentry guns to defend positions. I don't know why I had this, but all I remember was:

There was no sound. Even gunshots were mute.
There was another engineer in the game, and he sucked.
My sentry guns kept getting destroyed for no reason, and I kept rebuilding them hoping they would last.
There was a moment where a Sniper had a clear shot on me, and I kept running. He always looked like he could have just pulled the trigger and killed me, yet he never shot once. He eventually gave up and ran away, in fear that I would have eventually killed him.

Now, my thoughts about this are as following:

No sound: Maybe because too much was happening, it did not need sound? Or it can be another metaphor, not sure what it can mean though
Another engineer: Maybe someone playing the same "role" as me, yet not being successful while doing so. Could mean many things to me, varying from family to strangers
Sentry guns kept getting destroyed: Might mean that I kept trying to build something of my own, to have a foundation, yet it just kept falling apart, something stopping me from doing so
Sniper not shooting: Might mean someone giving me another chance, yet proving to me that they could have easily killed me.


Not bad for just fragment (or probably just me imagining TF2) but it can mean a lot. Hope I get a fragment today, I do not expect to have a lucid today.

Lucid:Nope.
Length: Pretty Long
Accuracy: 10

So if anyone has read my other DJ you have seen that I had a werewolf dream. Wolves are my favorite animal, but this was beyond weird. I have many updates that need to be made, because I have dreams every night, but don't record them all on here, but i hope to some time.

The first part of my dream was from a book called Maximum Ride. I love this series so I should explain the plot of the book first. The book is about six kids all with wings. They were all genetically engineered in a labatory called the School to be born with these wings. they have 2% bird in them. They have no family except each other and are on the run from school. Max is the main character and leader of her family or the "flock"

The dream starts in the middle of the night flying through the air with the flock as Max calls it. I myself have taken the role of the leader instead of Max. Everyone from the book is there. Iggy, Fang, Nudge, Gazzy, and Angel. We are flying to escape the School which is close on out tail. We all have wings and are shooting across the water to land on a pirate type boat. The boat is beautiful. I remember looking in the distance to see a huge volcano erupt and ash and fire shoot across the sky. Soon the people of the school find us (guys in white coats btw) and we have to move again. So Angel is 7 years old and me and the flock land in my middle school. We had never seen a normal school before so it came as a shock to us. I remember my flock running through the halls and I chasing after Angel who said we were all poisoned. She then fainted and I remember my old science teacher take her away and me running after him

Okay so that makes no sense all all! The next dream!

The dream starts at night again and I'm shot. Not with a gun, but with a little dart. the dart hits me in the arm and i barrel over unconscious. The next thing I know i awake in this huge building. The building had floors and floors of kids. They were all werewolves, or so that I was heard. apparently I was a werewolf as well. I was on a sort of team of werewolves in this building. The building was like a protection, to hold us freaks in from the outside world. We could transform basically into this wolf-man type figure and it was very disturbing o.o. Soon, our team was facing off against another team. We were told by God knows who that we were to fight. We had to fight till one side couldn't fight anymore. The other side was already transforming, and I remember no matter how hard I tried I couldn't trigger the transformation. This huge guys jumps over the railing and puts me into a headlock. Without really thinking I push him over to the side and jump on him, but I end up being thrown over and losing, because he jumps on me instead. His name was Alastor. i think i must have blacked out because I wake up and I'm on a different floor of the building, (still the same building though) and I see people running around. I was confused because I still couldn't trigger the transformation and I was looking at my hand in confusion when I see my friend sitting on the ground and rush over to her. She was making a maze thing on the floor, and when seen at a huge bird's eye view the maze was huge. I couldn't tell you what the maze was made of. Kids were everywhere is all I can tell you, but they never touched the maze. The last thing I remember before waking up is that my hand and arm were slowly transforming at last!


WHY DO I KEEP DREAMING OF CREEPY WEREWOLVES AND MUTANT FREAKS I DON'T KNOW.

I was inside a house with JR, JJ, Jr's dad, Kathy and Dave, and Jr's mom. Every one but JJ left. He approached me and started kissing me. I didn't want to be seen together. I felt uncomfortable. As soon as I felt him go inside me JR walks in. JJ knew before me that JR was there. JR didn't notice what we where doing. We then start hanging out together. I was sexually frustrated the whole time. I then walk around and notice I'm in our old apt. There is a bookshelf where the door should be. Its filled with Goosebumps books and I say "hey there is more goosebumps books". (I just donated all the duplicates to the library a day or two prior. ) Then JJ asked to borrow JR's dads car. I didn't want him to leave. And all I could think to say was "are you sure you want to let him borrow your dads car?". We then left and picked up jr's mom. I dropped jr off at walmart. I seen jr's dads car while driving threw the parking lot. Then me hillary and simon went to my dr.'s appointment. I went up to the desk to sign in and I asked the lady at the desk..."What are they doing to me at my appointment today?". She responded "blood work" then I got a bit annoyed and said "but I JUST got blood work done, I don't need more blood work".and she said "oh, ok" on our way threw the door JR walked threw the door. Jr's mom leaves. On our way home I told him what happened at my dr. appointment. We then got on the subject of dinner. We figured out that we were missing something for what we wanted to cook. He dropped me off at walmart. I was going to walk home. I walk up to the store and jr's mom is there macking on 20 year old guys...I seen her hand a pack of smokes to a minor.....I walk past...then asked me while passing her "what did you come here so late for, cigarettes?". In her snooty tone. "No, I came for stuff for dinner. Come with me while I shop...then you can give me a ride home on your way. We went in and got what I was cooking. I don't recall. I woke up.

Type: Regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

Notes:
This was the first in a set of 3 dreams I had this morning, one after the other.

This dream strongly reminded me of the wildebeest stampede in The Lion King. I was in a Pixar-style world, animated, with pale, lighter colors and three-dimensional animated characters. Visualize a pale shade of baby blue, just the color. Then add in an open plot of land, about thirty by thirty feet, with a basic white wooden fence on opposite sides of this plot; two of the sides had no fence and just went off to basic grassy areas. On the opposite side of the two white fences, stretching out into the distance, was farmland and lots of pale, lighter green grass that looked like something from a video game. Past the fence on my right, there was a small house. This house was one-story, and really small for anyone to be living in it, at around only four feet tall! It was a paler yellow and had a rounded, burgundy roof and thick features, including a light grey window frame surrounding a completely black window, and a slightly lighter burgundy door. I didn't pay any attention to this house after looking at it for a few moments.

Up ahead, on one of the unfenced sides, was a hill. It rose up from the ground and was mainly the same light green grass, with a few cobblestones. Somehow it also managed to have the colors light yellow, peach, and tan, arranged randomly in irregularly-placed, flat squares of color. I could look at the hill and see a grassy one, but also one with the colors and squares I'd just described.

Although the lower area was grassy, when I walked it was hard and not cushioned at all - just like in a video game. I looked around and saw other animals like dogs, cats, zebras, and birds (which were the size of the other animals!) They were smaller, only about two feet tall, and weren't "cutesy" with big heads or eyes, but they were rather cartoony.

The ground suddenly began to shake, and all at once, a couple hundred sheep had started to run down the hill and through the valley, pushing other animals aside.

I looked up the hill and to the sides, and dove to the left, pushing a grey bird aside. It felt like rubber when I hit it. For some reason, I knew that I was among only three others that were capable of saving all the animals from being trampled by the sheep. I then started to run up the hill, leaning so far forward that my stomach was practically ten inches from the ground, and going relatively slowly - I was being pummeled by sheep! I ran into a few of them and shoved them aside, so they'd change direction and go to the right or left instead of down.

For some reason, I pictured myself as a wolf, with the same style and coloration of the wolf from Kung Fu Panda 2, except with less intense colors and more of a paler blue.

I got to the top of the hill and found myself overlooking a big valley with the similar two-version grass and tan/orange/peach colors. The dream shifted and fast-forwarded to the next one.

this dream is from a loong time ago, i just remembered it.

i'm in a church van on my way to camp at GLBA. we're almost there but up ahead the road runs stright into a pond. to my left there are three or four cabins. i'm sitting next to this kid James from school and he shows me this poem in a book. the poem is about death and i don't remember exactly what it said but i think it was about the beauty in death. now i'm out of the van and James and i are sitting between two of the earlier cabins inside a pin where there is a goat. we go inside the cabin and it is broken and destroyed, everything burned except for this mirror. a full body mirror and in it i don't see myself, i see Satan. we decide to pour gasoline on everything especially the mirror and set the cabin on fire. we're sitting in the field with the goat watching everything burn. the mirror doesn't burn. we bury it to the best of our abilities and go once again to sit in the field. and at the exact moment that the goats lays it's head in my lap the mirror starts to rise out of the ground. i think the goat was telling me to accept my fate.

June 30th, 5:43 PM

So, I tried having a lucid again. I knew I would not be successful, as I can tell this takes a lot of hard work. But now after spending some time in the Newbie Zone, I learned HOW to make an entry to my dream journal (not this one, the one where I actually write stuff on paper)

Instead of: nothing Happened, I can say: I do not remember my dream today, but I feel awfully tired.

I need to say how I am feeling after, what I can remember or what the main subject was about (if I cant remember anything else). Even "cats" will do, according to the newbie zone helpers.

Anyways, Im probably going to bed not expecting to have a lucid, yet expecting to have a dream that I can still feel when I wake up. As some say, failure is better than no result at all.

1. My friends from a recent RPG campaign have gathered to perform a work of music I've written. I am leading the ensemble with a marimba, while C.W. plays flute, V.W., K.R., and M.G. all play various percussion instruments. The work is energetic and the conductor is very much into it; there's an extended section of dueling percussion soli.

2. I get a bulky letter from a great-aunt and uncle I hardly know, and on the outside is written something like "If you love us, you'll be much more important." We go to visit them at their sprawling southern plantation-type home, approaching through a huge bluegrass field with a great oak tree as a centerpiece. The great-aunt sees me from across the field and beckons to me; I run away, although I'm not sure why and am a bit embarrassed.

3. I'm in downtown Cincinnati with my brother for some reason, when I realize that I'll miss the opera if I don't go home and change into nice clothes. The crowds outside Music Hall are horrible thanks to the traffic of a Reds game and ticketing problems at the venue. As I walk to the ticket window, MB. T. and her friends jump out of a car and begin to walk behind me. I double my pace to avoid them, but she calls me and I turn around to hug her anyway. A random acquaintance from college, Jessica B., remarks "smooth move," but no one else present thinks this remark is appropriate.

4. I again run into MB at a games club/cigar making club?

5. I'm playing pro baseball, which is serious business in the dreamworld. I miss an important catch, which leads our team to a loss. I am summarily expelled from the team and jailed. In my cell, I get a call from another criminal asking if I want to sell drugs. I act like I have some to receive visitors, then take advantage of the open gate to run like crazy. I get shot but keep running anyway.

Thursday, June 30th

I. Burger

Another Pasty dream. We are playing the show in a tent, just like normal, however it’s completely a different scene. The tent is open on all sides, and is on grass where a dirt road lies in front of it and goes into a wide clearing. There’s a bit of a medieval quality to it; this is expanded later. I also have to play the songs acoustically with one other person before the show, however it’s not E.G. It is a male whom I cannot identify. We are playing the songs in a small stone chapel, also with a dirt floor. At least one of the times nobody shows up. I am in each of these places a few times apiece during this dream, the particular order I can’t quite remember. During intermission of the show there is also a singing contest, which some unidentifiable male wins the first time.

At another point also, K.S is playing a song and singing and I’m just sitting there listening. I can’t tell if it’s the chapel or not but it is definitely in a nearby area. The only part of his song I remember is “You don’t always have to listen to what I say.”

The 2nd or maybe 3rd time I show up to play the show, I have the intuition of having come back from the house where we’re staying, which is completely different from physical reality in that it’s mansion-like and a straight shot down the dirt road from the tent to get there. When I show up, somebody asks if I can go and get the coat rack with the costumes on it that has been left behind at the house. B.R follows me, inclined to help with the task.

We pass an enormous truck, wider and longer than usual but also stilted at least 50 feet in the air. It does not seem like this from the ground, however when I climb it I find myself at a dizzying height (once again.) B.R says “hold on!” and he somehow gets it to start moving without driving it – he also hops on the back. I hold on for dear life and am therefore not very observant of what’s happening around me as we get to the house.

The room where I have to get the coat rack from is on a higher floor of the house, and I must go up several flights of an ovular shaped staircase. I can vaguely envision the hallways, hardwood flooring and lighting as if the only light source was flame. The strongest memory I have of inside the house though - I am hurrying back down the stairs, not wanting to be late either getting back or getting there in the first place. I have no coat rack with me. I run into Z.G, H.R and a friend of his who he introduces to me as “Burger.” He’s blond with sideburns and seems a bit strange. He says he’s “basically moved into the apartment,” meaning Z.G’s apartment, and I say that I remember him. In the dream I genuinely do remember him though he doesn’t exist. Then I see C? come down the stairs. I give Z.G a long hug, and as I look over his shoulder I see a setting that I cannot describe. Very 'out there.'

Unfortunately I have to rush away from them after the greeting and head down to the tent. As I get there I see that the place where we play is suddenly empty. I turn to B.R and he says “Looks like we’ve got some stolen equipment,” with his eyebrows high, using humor but obviously trying not to show his agitation.

We walk toward another tent at the right and we learn that all of our equipment, and apparently in fact the show, have been moved there. I talk to S.A briefly who is dressed in some medieval garment. I think she may have even had a conical hat on. She is singing the song that she’ll be competing with in the singing competition at this particular intermission. She’ll be singing a song that has something to do with a bed (whose melody is a sped up version of “Your Cheatin’ Heart,” one of the songs from the show) and she then notes that R.S will be competing with a song called “Kiss my Pillow,” (?) and notes the coincidence. I am interested but I am also preoccupied with trying to consolidate all of my equipment.

While I am trying to drag my music stand toward where I am sitting I notice that there’s already some type of scene going on and I’m right in the middle of it. I think I just leave the stand where it is and rush away and sit down. The main character of the show, who seems like a mixture between B.W and M.C.C, is addressing the crowd about something completely irrelevant to the show. She then introduces everyone to her “sister” who looks much like a smaller version of herself. They walk off in a stately way. The following lucid dream may have been the end of this one, but I cannot remember for sure. I even have a few fleeting impressions that there was stuff from Rocky Horror.
I think this dream was a commentary of the possibility of my playing for pit bands in musicals for a living. Either way it's affecting my dreams quite a bit.

II. Hut

I am in a small hut with B.W. I’m not sure exactly how big the house is but I’m decently sure the ceiling is not square but more rounded. Everything inside the place is also quite small.

As she is talking to be about something that is very fascinating (I could remember when I woke up, I can’t now because I tried to fall back asleep instead of writing this down immediately) I suddenly become lucid as I realize what my surroundings are. This time I do not impulsively try to fly or anything but I don’t do a great job at stabilizing either. I do not look at my hands, my feet, or rub them together or anything. I turn around and start walking around the little house. I am standing in the kitchen and see very small dishes and appliances and the cookware all looks very alien and I cannot think of any uses for it. I wait for B.W to stop talking (I don’t even bother interrupting for some reason) and I say “What…would you say…if I told you I was in a dream right now?”
Bap. Awake.

Skipped out on this for a few days. Whoops. Anyways, I went to bed between 1:30AM and 2AM, woke up around 10AM.

There were cockroaches in my house, but they were big Madagascar hissing ones. Mom caught one and showed it to me and I thought, "Well, if we have 'roaches now, I should keep some as pets." but the one I was holding was suddenly dead. I accused Mom of accidentally killing it but it started coming back to life, so I assumed it was playing dead. I noticed it had a beetle shell but no wings. They resembled the spotted shell of a Hercules beetle. I realized it was a female and maybe started thinking up names of her, I can't quite remember.

[transitionnn]

I was watching this business-type/reporter lady talk to a Japanese man who reminded me of Steve Aoki, except his hair was up in a Samurai-type pony tail thing. Anyways, the woman was asking him questions about I don't know what and the man replied, calling her madam at the end of his sentence. Then he asked, "What can I call you?" and she seemed confused. He said, "I was going to say he, but that wasn't right, and I don't want to say she. What can I call you?" My POV swooshed around them like a fancy camera, stopping at the other side at a low angle looking up. The man suddenly had no shirt and was wearing a piece of armor from a game I play. The two embraced each other all dreamy-like and shared a kiss. I laughed to myself and thought, "This is like all of those movies where the Samurai falls for the white woman." but I've never seen a movie like that.

Something about leather jackets.

My alarm went off and I woke up, pressed the snooze button and fell asleep again.

~ NSFW part ~

I was in a parking lot, approaching a p old school van. I opened the door and there was Joseph Gordon-Levitt, who I was apparently going out with. He was either naked or in his underwear. Anyways, the inside of the van had a burnt orange shag carpet and lights. The walls were yellow and when I got all of the way inside, it sort of turned into my room, except 9999x cooler. There were Christmas lights strung up everywhere, a bunch of shelves with cool stuff and of course, the amazing shag carpet. Joseph had turned it into a bed of some kind. He was getting ready to get spicy, putting on a raincoat and such, while I was avoiding the situation by organizing my CDs. I really wanted to, I was just nervous, and self-conscious. Finally I sat down beside him and decided I would close my eyes and just let him undress me and he could stop when ever he wanted. So off comes my shirt and I realized it was kind of nice having my eyes closed, because it was more surprising and exciting when he would touch me. He said something, or maybe I did, but I don't remember what. I was under the impression he was smiling. Off comes my bra (I wasn't wearing any bottoms already, not sure when that happened) and a few seconds later he embraced/kissed me and we laid down. I remember seeing a picture or a tumblr post about Vegeta from DBZ on the floor and something about boners, all just as I was opening my eyes, but my alarm went off and I woke up.

My alarm clock is silent for 10 minutes between each snooze so that dream was about 9 minutes long. Upon waking up, I realized it was one of the most vivid dreams I've had with my eyes closed. The sensations were all very real and I was surprised I didn't wake up from just having them closed, as that often guarantees the end of a dream. And my sex dreams usually get doubly spicy p fast, so it was nice having this slow and fairly realistic one.

I really want a Madagascar hissing cockroach.

EDIT: I forgot a bunch! It all came back to me a little while ago.

I was at a big party in some.. warehouse or whatevs'. It was just jam packed with people, so many people. There were a few tables set up with.. I guess food but I think there were a few with whatever junk. I was talking with some girls next to me and could sometimes see myself, like I was in a movie. The entire room was very dim, lit with only blue lights so everything and everyone had a blue tint. A girl next to me nodded towards someone in the distance, so I looked over and my vision zoomed in but it was kind of blurry and I missed what I was supposed to see. Everything rewound, I think, and I zoomed in again. Everything was blurry except this one face and it was Voldemort. He stared at me and began to grow hair, then turned around and left very quickly (the warehouse had biiiig sliding doors that were always open. There was a parking lot outside). I was now under the impression that most of the people in the room were wizards. I remember Joseph Gordon-Levitt being outside the door and waving for me to come out. I guess this dream came before the spicy one.

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Some little tidbit about wearing black pants, a black leather jacket and a tie-dye shirt and tie-dye shoes. Most of the focus was on the shoes and just seeing them from different angles (I have tie-dye Converse in real life). I was admiring how nice black clothing looked with rainbow accessories.