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Im watching TV and jacking off I have 2 p's. I come before my dad comes upstairs. Theres a show in tv wheres 2 ladies in a small motorboat in a tv studio which is filled with water.

Im at lesson in our ripari place. H pisses off once again and orders some students out into the cold. I have my Di with me. I come from the break and see that someone had played it so I start to adjusting it so that no-one can play it. H is angry at me because im adjusting the Di, so I tell her why Im doing that. Im at handcraft class and I still have the Di there. J and K are walking around the place, then I play an awesome solo with the Di and J is excited about it and O also comes to listen to it. Then Im sitting there with S while L and some of her friends are talking about mopeds, then we are laughing with S about their talks.

This dream is a very sketchy one as lately I've been waking up with the dream dissapearing before I can get any of it down:

The first thing I can remember was being on the top deck of a bus with a friend beside me (don't know who it was, I just had the knowledge that this person beside me was a friend), I was looking through a medical book on diseases as in this dream I knew I was suffering from something and knew what it was (though I can no longer remember what it was supposed to be). I remember opening up one page which was about the treatment of someone with the back of his scull off and his brain growing out of the back of his head, at this point the page became fully animated with the patient looking up at me with sadness in his eyes as a meat slicer was used to pear down the excess brain.

There are some earlier dreams from last night that I only have vague recollections of.

1. I'm at my parent's place, and my ex boyfriend comes over to see my mom. I'm super pissed about it.

2. I'm in some self-serve cafe trying to figure out how everything works. The deserts look really good.

3. My mom has entered me in some pageant for goth kids or something. This is confusing to me as I do not consider myself goth at all. My mom and I argue about it for some time. I get up to use the bathroom. In the mirror, I see that I am myself at 14 years old. Black hair, black lipstick, black eyeshadow and all.
I go back and sit with my mom. I hear them call my name which means it's my turn to go up for the pageant. I don't want to at all. I don't even want to be here. Everyone is watching me as I stand up, and I just start running as fast as I can. I'm out the door, outside, running through the parking lot and into the nearby woods. As I am running I somehow realize that this must be a dream.

Lucid:
I stop on the path I am running on and fall to my knees. I feel dirt and chipped wood of the pathway and it feels just like it should. I look up to see a large stage coach rounding the corner up ahead and coming towards me. I don't feel like dealing with this for some reason, so I hurry off the path and start to spin. When I stop spinning, I find myself at my old elementary school playground. There are kids playing everywhere and it seems to be recess or lunch time. I walk into the playground and it all seems so real. So much so that as I pass a kid, he bumps me and knocks my bag off. Even the sounds are real. Kids yelling and laughing, whistles blowing, seagulls, everything! I see an old teacher that I had when I went to this school. I am surprised she is still here. I walk over and start talking to her. I ask her if she remembers me, and she says that she does. "But, this is a dream, right?" I ask. She nods. I ask her if she ever lucid dreams and she says that she does all the time.

I decide to go in and explore the school. I start to walk around the side of the building, and I notice that the gym door is open. I walk through the gym and it is much as I remembered it, although not quite. A few things were changed. No matter. I continue through the gym and come out the other side by the office. The secretary is young and I do not recognize her at all. I have a sudden mischievous whim and I decide that I am going to piss off the principal. Walking just into the doorway of his office, I see that he is on the phone. He looks up at me, and I make an obscene gesture. "Can I call you back?" he says to the person on the phone. He starts to chase me through the hallways, and I laugh because I know he cannot catch me because I can run as fast as I want. There's a big janitors cart in the hallway and I push it on it's side as I run past, creating a barrier. Then I start to spin again. I want to keep exploring!

After spinning, I end up on a beach somewhere. It's nighttime and it's so dark I can barely see. I am only sure that it's a beach because I can feel the moist sand and hear the waves. This is not as interesting as I had hoped, so I start to spin again.

I have a false awakening, where I spin so hard in the dream that my real body starts to spin too, and I roll out of bed. I get up and start updating my dream journal, only to really wake up shortly after and realize that I had to start all over.

I know I only explored an elementary school, but damn if that wasn't the coolest thing I have experienced in a long time! I think I am finally getting the hang of staying lucid for more than a few seconds!

I've been trying to WILD but unfortunatly it isn't going too well.. But hey-ho! Gotta be patient right This is from after my WILD attempt, which I passed out in.

Awake Non-Lucid Semi-Lucid Lucid

I'm in my room, randomly. I've started to recognise this now. I'm in a dream. I RC to make sure.

Yup, definetly dreaming. I feel oddly hyper, and start to run out of my bedroom door. I catch myself, and remember to stabalise the dream. I quickly run my hands over my walls and take in the details, sniffing in the painty scent.

My door doesn't lead to my hall, but outside. It's sunny, and I feel as though I'm in a different, hot country. Everything is brightly coloured. I see a van, with people serving food out of it, it's very busy. Just outside of the van is a chalkboard saying "Buy your Lucid Tea now!" I smile slightly, this must be because of my WILD attempts.

I sit at a table outside of the van, my hyperness passed. I don't really feel like doing much, just sitting, soaking up the summer sun, smelling hotdogs and watching people pass buy. Maybe I should buy some "lucid tea".

Getting up, I go up to the person serving. "Can I have some tea please? Does it really work?" I ask politely. They may be DCs, but I like manners. The man glares at me.

"You better pay for it, because I have a family to feed and I can't do that when I only have £100 to get me by!" He holds out his hand, and I reach into my jeans pockets and pull out some notes. Not bothing to check them, I just hand them over. In return, he gives me a bowl of muti-coloured liquid.

A passer-by turns to me. "That stuff doesn't really work y'know. They're ripping you off."

I shrug, and take a sip. It tastes like orange and cinnimon tea. I put it down and decide to do something.

I spin, willing a random location. When I stop, I'm in a narrow mainstreet of a town centre. Again, it is sunny and very busy. I walk along. My goals! I remember them. I look towards the sky. Should I fly up and fall? I decide not to. To be honest I'm a little scared. I've flown before, but shiver at the thought of hitting the ground. Go to Lake Hylia? How would I go about that?

I pay little attention to what is around me, wrapped in my thoughts, which causes me to lose lucidity. I fly forwards over the crowds heads, and into a stone chamber. There are people sitting around a little rectangular blue pool, debating something.

I was pregnant for the first time (I have a son in real life) and me and T were going to have a girl. We were fighting over something, vaguely remember it being something he would have to go get that would take 4 hours. I think I ended up riding along with him and a friend. That's when I went into labor.

It was really weird though, kinda twisted. I was delivering my own baby, what was in front of me was some weird creature out of Aliens and I have no idea where that came from. The baby died. I was really upset, but T was going around talking about it very lightly, kind of like shrugging it off. And everyone around me was acting like it was no big deal. I remember getting ready to get out of my car and I just stopped and looked around, then started crying really bad.

I go inside this house, thinking I would be alone. I had a being "single" mindset for some reason, like because we lost the baby we wouldn't be together. I walk in to my ex's mom and dad. They're asking me what type of liquors I want with what kind of pop to chase. I told them it didn't matter, just lots of liquor. Then I realized they just wanted to party, they didn't care about what happened. I started to walk to the bedroom when a kid I used to go to school with stood in my way. He wouldn't let me through. I looked out the window and saw lightning and could hear thunder. I woke up.

(When I woke up, say 5 this morning, I was feeding my son and it began storming halfway through, really bad. Not really weird, I knew it was going to storm last night.)

I went back to bed and had some more dreams. I can only remember bits and pieces though. Ever since I stopped writing in my dream journal, I haven't had good recall. I'll have to start up again. I was doing pretty good.

The setting is a downtown street in front on a club. It is daylight outside however It is around 11pm. It is winter and there is snow on the street and sidewalks. It is my birthday (even though my birthday is in the fall not winter) and I am upset because nobody is celebrating with me at my parent’s house, instead all of my friends are at this club to party with Cait, a friend of mine. I am leaving the bar and going home however the bus will not run for another hour.

Now I am in an office that is above the bar. I am waiting in the office to keep warm until the bus arrives. Also I think I am waiting for my friend Katherine. The office belongs to a female teacher. I think this is one of Katherine’s professor’s in school. I am looking around the office. I look into the closet and there are boxes of ‘how to’ cooking sets. In one of the boxes I find valentine colored smarties. I eat and few. Some of the smarties are larger and shaped like hearts and I eat one of those too.

Now I am at Katherine’s apartment (she actually lives at home with her parents). It is an apartment that I have never seen before. I love the layout, however I can’t really explain it. Kat says that she is going to her bedroom to get changed and get ready to celebrate my birthday with me. She is trying to make me feel better for having been stood up by my friends. I wait for her and eventually get impatient so I go into her bedroom. I find her sleeping. I can hear a vibrator that is on somewhere in her sheets – for some reason it doesn’t faze me at all although I don’t know her as the type of girl who would use one. She wakes up and apologizes and says we can celebrate the next day. She even has a printed schedule for the next day (I’m laughing about that now ). I say forget it I’m going home.

I wake up the next morning in my bed at my parent’s house (I moved out a year ago).I wake up happy and relaxed like I have had the best sleep ever. Suddenly I remember the events of the previous evening and I feel bad. I feel like I was rejected by my friends. I go to the backyard to talk to my mom. She is doing work in her garden in a grassy area on the left side of their yard (there is a garden there but there is no grass, just an interlock pathway). It is a beautiful summer day and my mom’s two dogs are playing around in the grass (my mom doesn't have dogs but she is great with animals).

I begin to realize that the yard is wrong and that my mother, in reality, does not own dogs. I also realize that my birthday is in the fall, not the winter however I don’t notice the change in season from the previous night to the morning after.

I wake up.

Sleeping In

I sleep in late. It is about 9:30 when I get up, and I go down to have breakfast in my pajamas. For breakfast, I have a bowl of soup that my mother keeps saying is too thin, and that she needs to add more water. While I am eating (I think the soup is pretty good, and hope that she doesn't add more water) a guy walks in to the kitchen. He is a plumber, and is working in the basement. I am a little annoyed, as it makes me look like a slob to be sitting around in my pajamas while people are working. Another guy comes into the room, who is the assistant. We talk about something plumbing related.

Mirror (fragment)

I am looking into a mirror. I am unable to get a clear image in the mirror, as I seem to keep going cross eyed (sort of).

02/24/11

"When can I schedule an appointment for you?"

Needing a doctor's appointment, but I don't have a day free for a while. I'm working every day this week.

"Why are we walking to the train station?" I ask the nurse.

"I need a light. You don't carry a lighter."

"Only if I'm dreaming," I say, amused, and I snap my fingers. A sliver of bright red flame flares up over my closed fist.

Zippo. Scare Factor: 1.

Before I went to bed last night I tried to eat some buttercups for the peanut butter so i could dream better. Not lucid but it works.

I remember a part of my dream where there was a dragon that would grant me a wish, along with other people around. The dragon was a dark green with some black areas and a large head. I have had a lot of the same dreams dealing with the dragon and the wish, too much Dragon Ball Z dreams. When I was little I had a dream I was in my living room and some monster girl came rolling in with dragon ball z before her feet rolling her along granting wishes. I think Goku was in it too but not only DBZ characters in it some oddies where in it too. I think some blond woman was with me and Robin Williams and we where starring at the floor with this door frame moving along that had giant gum in it.

Me (thinking to myself): What is it?

Robin Williams: Gum, gum that is moving along..hurry now we must go.

Then we ran off. Thats all I can remember from now, oh and indina jones was in it too.

Dream
Non Dream


Dream 1 - Grey's Anatomy Cast Moving my Furniture

Some guys are moving some furniture for me. Included are my Partner, my Brother In Law, and Alex Karev from Grey's Anatomy. The house we are in in a two level version of an old beach house my Grandparents used to live in. After a while, they come downstairs looking exhausted and frustrated. Apparently there was a problem. Lexie from Grey's appears and gives me the low down on the situation. While they were moving furniture around my baby son's bedroom, a window was broken. They are all very concerned that my son will suffer from too many cold drafts of air.

Too much time in Germany is to blame for that brainwave I think! LOL

Work stops and there is pizza for all the hard working helpers, but I realize I must bring a table down from upstairs so that people can eat it. I can't do it alone, but no one offers to help because they are all so tired. My Brother In Law seems to be especially tired - he begins to snore loudly on the couch next to me. I chide him for it and he smiles at me before quickly passing out again. Suddenly I feel really tired too, like I can't move, even though I did nothing. I know that the others all want me to go get the table, but we all pass out instead.

Dream 2 - Cheater Theatre

I think it's rather strange that "cheating" seems to be a reoccurring thread through out my dreams. Perhaps it is a dream sign, reflecting in inner fear.

A group of people are watching my closely to see what I will do, if I will cheat on my man with this random guy that looks a bit like Tom Cruise. I feel pressured. I am not interested in cheating, but for some reason I agree to. There is a room separated by a curtain that we go into. Flash forward to after the "event", there is a large African American man telling me that I've got game, and he has respect for me. I barely acknowledge the comment. Flash forward to me putting on some makeup with the same people watching me intently. The onlookers are waiting with baited breath, and when I put on a certain shade of eyeshadow they go mental, telling me that the colour is perfect for me. It's really odd as they are all shouting and cheering over it. They offer me a really over the top curly blond wig to complete the look.

Dream Graduation

It’s the first day of my senior year. Most of the student body is sitting on a giant multi-tier bench system that isn’t quite bleachers. It’s in the middle of a giant intersection downtown. All of us are seated by popularity, with the most popular at the bottom with no one in front of us so we can see the “show” that’s going to happen. I happen to be in the very front row (though I was never that popular). From where the benches are, we can see upper main street which trails off and turns a corner. It’s sloped quite a bit more than usual.

The “show” starts. All of the “really really cool” fashionably dressed kids come out and use main street like a runway. The first is this big black guy who was never dressed nicely at all, but he was wearing some classy clothes (classy in dream terms: truthfully it was quite wacky). A few more people trickle out of some building passed the curve of the street. None are girls!

As the fashion students strut around downtown, the whole world turns, or at least the benches we are on. If one starts walking down the street instead of up, all of us lean toward that end of the street. I am so scared that I’m going to fall off the bench which would be really embarrassing. Whenever the benches turn, I grab onto the girl next to me: a girl I know in waking life, Hilary. Behind me, my ex-boyfriend Dylan is sitting. In my dream, they are dating, so it’s awkward that I’m holding onto his new girlfriend pretty tightly.

Once the show is over, all the fashionably dressed popular students are allowed to look around main street alone; we are all here to visit the new shops on the first day of school. I realize that we will be able to join them row by row and I’m in the first row. I panic because that means all the still-sitting students will watch what I look at. My row is dismissed.

I walk around kind of hazily and embarrassed for a few minutes, waiting to see someone I know on the street and for the rest of the rows to come join us. Eventually they do but I can’t find anyone I know. I decide to spend my time as I should: looking at the new places.

The first place I see is a new tattoo shop right next to our older one. It’s called Astral Tattoos and it isn’t an actual store, it’s a pink and green painted wooden booth. They’re selling body modification, tattoos and henna tattoos. I don’t pay attention to what else or what specifically the tattoos are, but I imagine they’d be interesting.

I find my brother Holden (who doesn’t go to my school) and follow him around until we are all brought into the big building at the end of the street. It’s the high school (not where it usually is, it also looks very different).

Inside, we are all wearing our caps and gowns now. Everyone’s color is maroon; it’s our school colors (not in waking life). I follow a few students who are in front of me, because we are arranged alphabetically. Steven and Jamal are before me and Adam is in back of me, although all of them have last names that are in back of where I would have been. I’m really nervous and walk into the bathroom for a moment, look at myself and walk back out. We are led into the auditorium of the school which is absolutely huge and decorated with maroon everything.

I sit down in my row with Steven next to me. Jamal isn’t here so there’s an empty seat. As the students are being shuffled in, I question where I am.

“Is this a dream?” I look around but make up a history to make sense of where I am: yes, the graduation memory that comes to mind is actually when I graduated junior year. Now it’s senior year, so this is real life. Wasted dream check.

Behind me, Martin who is a junior but is sitting with the seniors is handing out camera kits for us to use. I go to grab one but realize that I don’t talk to him a lot and that would be weird and he’d want someone he knows to have them.

While I sit and wait for the ceremony to start, I look at a pamphlet that I have in my hands. It has a bunch of activities we were supposed to do while downtown. They include things like woodworking, pottery, volleyball, etc. I didn’t sign up for anything. I wake up.


Fragment

Heather invites me to her house. It’s a huge place and her room is the size of a usual upstairs area in a normal sized house. We go passed her room which is quite barren. We seem to be in the attic. In back of her room she has a big stage that’s halfway on the house, halfway on the roof with wide glass windows containing a backstage area. She begins to dance with life-sized puppets as her back up dancers. The music plays and she steps into the darkness about half-way on the stage, the dancers follow, and everyone glows in the dark.


Fragment 2

I remember eating a lot of maple sugar through a straw out of this tiny dollhouse. I drained it of maple sugar and felt sick. I could see all the sugar particles in my thigh which was where I would gain the weight if I didn't start running. The radio started to play and a commercial was discussing weight gain.

"Usually when people eat fatty foods, they will gain weight. However, some people have a large amount of bridges in their body which distributes the fat evenly, so they don't gain any weight." I knew I had a lot of "bridges" in my body and didn't worry.

Dream - Lucid - AP

I'm not exactly sure where I was, but I'm pretty positive it was the roof of a building in a city. There was a very attractive young Indian man there, about my age with dark hair that went down to his ears. He was wearing very bright, colorful clothing. His name was Ramien. His parents were there too, standing away from us. There had been some sort of conflict between us all before we were on the roof, but I can't remember what it was.

But now, I was hugging Ramien. We hugged and looked into each other's eyes. He had Ryan's hazel eyes. Then, I figured out I was dreaming. I floated up a bit. Then, I looked at Ramien and asked
"Are you my dream guide?"
He turned his head away from me and said "No...". He seemed sad and disappointed. I reassured him that it was ok that he wasn't my dream guide, and I looked into his eyes again. I took his hand to feel the vividness of it. I then started to feel like I was going to lose the dream, so I started touching everything around me, feeling for the vividness. I then voiced "Increase vividness!", but I ended up having a false awakening.

I was in some sort of room somewhere, it didn't look familiar to me at all, and I started filling out this dream journal sheet. I kept writing 'Ramien' on it in different blanks provided on the sheet. Then, Ramien was there again, and we kept hugging and looking into each others' eyes. There's more, but I can't remember it.

~

I was sitting on my family's living room couch with Ryan. I knew I was dreaming almost immediately. I turned and looked at Ryan, and he was wearing sunglasses.
"Take off your sunglasses so I can see your eyes," I said.
I took them off for him, and looked into his beautiful hazel eyes. They were very vivid.
"Ryan," I said, as I took his face in my hands, "I love you more than words will ever say." My voice sounded so vivid and clear.
Then, I laid back on the couch, and I was wearing lingerie. We started to talk.

Then, I had another false awakening. This time, it was in my room. I looked at my phone. 8:28 it said. I fumbled around with it trying to turn my alarm off before it went off at 8:30. 8:30 came quickly, and it started to go off, so I turned it off. I got up to get in the shower, but not without first turning on my N64 to play Yoshi's Story. I did that for a bit, then got in the shower. On the way to the bathroom, I heard my brother playing Mario Kart Wii downstairs.

Something about me playing golf. I also feel crappy mid-dream for failing the WBTB. Not lucid, though.

I am at my house and my Dad is apparently running some sort of lemonade stand, but
there's no stand. He has this lemonade but he has very poor business skills. He knows
all about Sales / Supply & Demand, but he doesn't have a good relationship with his
customers. He tends to fight with them a lot. We are on the roof of my house for some
reason and we have a black tarp over the front lip where we are sitting. We are working
on something when my dad asks if I am able to get down from this height. I look, It is
a decent fall but not too far so I say yes. I jump down and fall promptly to the ground and
land gracefully. In real life, I probably would have hurt myself. I go into the garage and
start talking to a friend about my dad's customer relation issues and come up with the idea
that I should start a better "company". Somehow, computer programming plays into it and
we talk about that for a while. For some reason, I'm a better programmer ( not true in
waking life ) and the friend asks me a questions like "Do you know Emacs Lisp?" Or something
like that. I tell him I do not, but I'm going to learn it. By this time we are in a huge warehouse-
like place. Almost like an aircraft hangar. The dream ends.

I am in some dark room with my best friend and I am playing a piano. He
is giving me different keys and I am improvising in each. Later, I am sitting
in a chair and he is also in the room, but it is not him. He looks more like a
friend from college. He talks about how he is sad that he never gets any
phone calls and the dream ends.