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Fragments:

1. I was traveling out in the cornfields with Matt.
2. Jasmyn posts on Facebook that she is now "with it."
3. I'm talking to Matt. He asks me some sort of question, or the conversation goes in some direction, and I mention that I tend to dream about two people most often: him and Jasmyn. He asks me why I think that is. I tell him that I tend to dream about the people that I care about. He acts surprised.
4. I buy presents for my brother in sister and they turn out to be really lame. I think I got Micah drumsticks and Kristy something similarly-shaped.

Frustrated Ball

Jasmyn gets pregnant by sleeping with a random unremembered guy at a party when she was drunk. I get really angry and we fight hardcore, including some physical pushing and stuff in class. Chelsea and Erica (her friends) are disgusted by my immaturity. There's a class downstairs taught by a Mr. Walker-esque male. Eventually, we rehearse for a ball or choir performance of sorts. I'm dancing near Jasmyn with no idea of what the fuck I'm doing. I'm eventually dancing with this really cute girl that I hit it off with, and I can see Jasmyn's frustration. I give her and Jasmyn mixtapes while dancing, and Jasmyn smiles.

Break. This dream showed a number of the recurring aspects of my dreams, including the thought of being back in school with a schedule, my feelings about the separation with Jasmyn and her "sexual exploits," my discomfort about how her friends think about me, and my interest in finding someone else to love. In particular, I remember three dreams in the recent past in which I found someone else. Thankfully, there was a happy "ending" (more just a cut-off in memory) to this dream, where my friendship with Jasmyn was reconfirmed. This dream may tie in to the fragment about Jasmyn I had, covered above.

Cocaine Wars

I'm walking down the highway with some other people, analyzing how to get onto I-65 to get to Indianapolis. We snort some coke on the highway, and it's good. Some cops come by and stop. The guy next to me quickly slips his coke stash into my pocket, and I frantically search for a place to stuff the coke while we're ordered to strip, finally finding a little fold in the ground. The police strip search all of us by the side of the road. Break. Eventually, I am wandering the countryside naked, looking for my friends.

Break. I swear, cocaine has shown up in my dreams more than any other drug, and I've never done it. On the contrary, I smoke pot everyday (in fact, often before bedtime), and I literally remember no dreams about pot that I've ever had. Of course, there's the whole nakedness aspect that shows up in many people's dreams, as well. I have a feeling that this dream ties into the countryside fragment with Matt somehow, which may in turn connect to the conversation fragment with him. After these two dreams, I woke up and jotted them down, then returned to bed.

Tree Dilemma

Before the following dream, I had somewhat-spontaneous thoughts about lying in a doctor's office, with the doctor caressing me. My mind would fly around to different ideas. Every now and then, I'd catch myself in the ideological swirl and try to focus on lucidity, but I don't remember at any point being lucid within what I would consider to be a dream.

I was required to complete a number of tasks as Bilbo for 40 points in a quiz/task game involving Matt C and Chris H. The final task is to scale a tree to get to a window to get to what's inside (an hourglass, a la the Zelda commercial?). I scale the tree, but it's tall as fuck and I'll have to jump to make it to the window. I reflect that Bilbo wrote about the illusion of height. I decide against jumping. During my time in the tree, I hear a quote on the radio about introducing people to new music (High Fidelity-esque). In a higher reality (was I in a dream within a dream?) Jasmyn smiles and thinks about me while I put a poster on the wall of the same room (telepathy? alternate future?). Back in the tree, the police arrive and I get the fuck out of the tree. I run and hide behind a fence while a nearby cop looks for me. I accidentally make a noise. He heads toward me. I pull out my gun, cock it, and....imagine a number of ways to dispose of him, then wake up.

What a weird dream! First off, there's revolving identity, in which at one point I am Bilbo, and at another point, I am Ryan remembering the words of Bilbo. There are little implantings of my everyday thoughts (Zelda hourglass, High Fidelity, police) throughout the dream. Most interestingly, there's the whole section where there's a sort of higher-level dream (a la Inception) that is ideologically connected to the dream within a dream, but this higher level also involves my ability to read Jasmyn's thoughts. I don't remember any appearance of this higher dream, aside from what I mentioned, so I'm fairly sure that my dream-within-a-dream construct was only imagined (an imagined dream within a dream, wow!). And of course, the fucking police show up...typical. I'm always smoking pot in public, so the police are a constant entity in my mind. There's just something really iconic about a police car to me. Interestingly enough, the end of the dream melds with my imagination (is this normal or is this just a function of every dream? in essence, can you imagine different courses of action for a dream with that still being the body of the dream, rather than imagination?). I'm beginning to wonder if I should color-code my imagination sections, or if that would be redundant. Certainly, the thoughts leading up to a dream are imagination rather than dream-body.

Lucid: Not quite
Dream Aids: None
Vividness: Not great, but better than the last few

Dreamsign
Lucidity

I was harassed by a rude, but admittedly cute female cop about being in the abandoned building of the previous dream. On rare occasions they tend to have loose segues into each other like this. I later saw her harassing someone who was just burgled, telling him that burglary is too insignificant of a crime for her. I got the idea in my head that she was crooked, and vowed to take her down.

I met a shady character who looks like Matt Berry (been watching too much IT Crowd lately). We made a deal. He'd give me the schematics of the cop building, and I'd steal a high tech piece of equipment for him that they kept. While on the inside I'd be able to frame the cop, provided she wasn't working late in her office that night.

At night I snuck inside, made my way over to the elevator and took it up. To my surprise a random talkative guy who I'd met in waking life not too long ago was in there, and we chatted on the way up. We both had nothing to do with the police force. After reaching the third floor I got out and rounded the corner where her office would be. I jumped back as I saw someone move in there. It wasn't her though.

Some other guy had snuck in there as well, but with different intentions from mine. I think he was a stalker or something because he was making weird and creepy messages for her. He was armed with a strange looking pistol as well. I wanted to talk to the guy but as soon as he saw me come in he was shooting. I ducked behind the corner I came from.

The pistol sprayed about five bullets at a time, but had to be reloaded very often.
During one of his reloads I grabbed a decorative vase that was displayed behind me. I rushed in and threw it at the guy's head. He went straight down. I then planted something something in her desk (can't really remember what, maybe drugs or something?) and left.

Just down the hall was the equipment I was sent to fetch. I carefully removed it from its display without setting off the alarm and got out of there.

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:
In this long dream, I became lucid once but decided to go with the plot of the dream.

I was in the atrium of my school, a large, spacious central room with a triangular roof made of glass panels. You could hold a party in the room, it was so big. The doors were all lighter teal, and the tiles on the floor were large white and tan colors. On opposite sides of the room there were three doors, each to separate classrooms. The other two sides hosted the large main door and the back door, which both had large glass panels so you could see outside. I was outside the door of a classroom, leaning almost right up against the wall, waiting for the class to end. There were students walking past me but none of them acknowledged that I was there.

There was a random borderless mirror beside me, and I looked into it. Most of my face was unseeable because there was a patch of fog on the mirror. When I moved my face to try and see it better, the fog disappeared and reappeared, again in front of my face. It annoyed me, so I stopped looking and just waited for the classroom doors to open.

After a minute, the doors opened and I saw students from the grade lower than mine come out. There was a girl slightly shorter than me and with blonde hair down to her shoulders, and she looked at me as she walked past with the other students. "Hey, can I talk to you for a moment?" I asked her. She concurred and stepped away from the crowd, which was quickly ebbing away into the halls. "What is it?" I decided to play mysterious and not give her all the details. "Something's happened, and I'm not sure I can stay friends with you. I'm hoping you'll understand." Her only reaction was a dumbfounded expression and "what?"

"I know that I'm not giving you a lot of details... I really think it'd be best if we weren't to talk anymore..." I decided to leave it at that, so I turned away and began to travel towards the front doors of the atrium. There was a set of stairs to get up to the second floor, and I was going to take them. "Hold it," I heard the girl say very sharply. "You're f***ing crazy. What's going on?" She began to press and press as I turned around to face her. She looked extremely mad, and her eyes were wider than they used to be. "Please, just go away," I told her firmly. "I'm sorry."

She then lunged forward and tried to smack me across the face, but I fell backwards, getting up as quickly as I could but rather messily. She was breathing heavily now, looking almost like she wanted to murder me or something. "Come on," I told her again, almost jokingly, "this isn't worth it." I spun around and began sprinting towards the door, not looking back. Although from inside the building it looked light outside, when I actually got out it was dark. There was white-colored illumination from street lights though, which shone on a bumpy sheet of ice on the road. There was patches of snow here and there, covering up most of the grass outside. I saw a car which wasn't mine, but I figured I could use it to get away from the frightening student. It was a pale maroon-colored 60's vehicle that looked fairly worn down, but I got inside anyways. I pushed a large white button to the right of the steering wheel, between that and the radio consol. The car turned on with a "beep".

I began to drive it, pressing down on the gas pedal to turn around (it was facing the wrong way), and began turning the steering wheel. However, the ice on the road made it very difficult to steer properly. The car slide five or ten feet to the side, and then again when I tried to back up. I couldn't drive in this thing, so I had to walk. When I got outside the car, the sky was brighter, almost as if it were seven in the morning. There was much more light now, so I got to the sidewalk and began walking down the street. Instead of apartment complexes and gas stations like in real life, there were single story houses along either side. I began to run again, and ran until I got to a juncture consisting of four small, white, modern buildings, attached together in a pinwheel fashion. The corners were touching but there was no way to get from inside one to the other without first going outside. I took refuge in one of them. There was black barbed fence surrounding them, except for a few medium-sized openings, and a few large green dumpsters. There were many cardboard boxes as well.

Inside the building I chose to enter, there was solid tan flooring, and the walls were brick that was painted white. The whole building consisted of one room, which was littered with brand-new couches and television sets. I sat down in one of the chairs, which was comfortable. Only a minute or so passed before the student appeared in the door, which I thought was impossible. I told her to "stop" and she did, then I performed the finger-through-palm reality check. I really had to push my for my finger to go through, but it did, and then I knew I was dreaming. It only took a second to realize that I've never had a dream quite like this one before, so I decided to egg the student on instead of telling her to leave.

"Keep doing what you're doing," I told her commandingly. "You're boss," she said. That made no sense until I woke up, but anyhow, she then began to advance on me. I felt my lucidity beginning to wane, so I ran at her and tried to punch her. She dodged it and my fist slammed into the bricks, creating a hole. I could see red but there was no blood on my hand, so it must have been the red bricks underneath the paint. I then lost my lucidity almost all at once, but I continued to hit her. "I said to leave me alone!" I said, rather aggressively, and managed to land a blow to her collarbone. She recoiled and touched where I punched her as if in pain. "A**hole", she called me, and slowly backed away through the door, slamming it shut. I finally managed to get rid of her.

Moments later, she came back into the building with a large steak knife. I had a burst of panic, so I turned around and bolted towards a door that suddenly just appeared out of nowhere. I opened it and ended up in an alley consisting of a black dumpster, more black barbed wire, and brick buildings fairly close together. It was now daytime-brightness outside, so I could see everything. I began to climb up along the barbed wire, which didn't injure me at all. I must have been fifteen feet off the ground when the girl appeared outside, swinging the knife. I held my hand out for her to stop, but as I did, she took off my index finger. I shouted "ouch", although there was no pain. I looked at the stub of my finger and although it was flat and red, there was no blood coming out. The girl had vanished.

The next thing I knew, I was back on the ground, holding what was left of my finger. I sat down cross-legged and leaned back against the black wire, looking up at the sky because I wasn't sure what to do next. Then someone appeared; she was a woman in her thirties with long brown hair, wearing a casual dress. "Hey, what's wrong?" she asked me. I showed her my finger. "Someone attacked me."

She pulled out what looked like a finger puppet, but it was very plain; the only thing on it was the color grey. She took my finger and put it on, and it filled up exactly what part of my finger had been cut off. She took a small sewing needle and some yellow thread, sewing it on painlessly. When she was finished and I had a look at it, I could move my finger again. When I looked up, she was gone.

Lucid: Nope
Dream Aids: None
Vividness: Not great

Dreamsign
Lucidity

I was tossing a tiny football around with two old friends that I haven't seen in probably 10+ years (possible dreamsign? this seems to happen fairly often). My overall form was much better than it would have been in waking life. Then a cousin of mind came over with some people I work with (an odd combination), and asked if I wanted to explore an abandoned building. We walked over to it. The building itself wasn't very exciting at all, and just smelled really bad.

This segued into another more interesting dream.

August 2, 2010
Bambi the bunny
I was trying to clean our rabbit's cage, but I was having a lot of difficulties with this task. Every time I took the top off the cage, Bambi would escape! She's a bit of a terror around the house, IWL (I call her "Destructor" as her nickname).

Anyways, that's all this dream was about. Having issues with trying to keep the bunny from running around the house...

No WBTB attempts made today. Woke up at 2am, and found the BF was still awake and watching TV on my couch I didn't want him to know I'd woken up and he apparently didn't hear my alarm go off, so... I just rolled over and fell back to sleep

Random stuff - same dream
I was at a gym, working out. I was talking about something that was supposed to be impossible (I can't recall what, though).

I went outside and I saw this mini car (smaller than a smart car) get pulled into the back of a freight truck, via rope. The truck took off and the back wasn't closed, so the mini-car came tumbling out the back! I could see through the windshield that someone was inside the car! I could tell by the look on his face that this was an intentional stunt. However, he started puffing his cheeks out like he was going to vomit . This made me feel queasy, so I turned away.

I felt something very softly putting pressure on my back. I suddenly realized I was laying down on the ground, and that "pressure" was a car that had stopped (that nearly ran me over). I got up and assured the driver that I was already lying down, they didn't hit me.

I went inside this apartment building that had a spreadsheet on the wall. It was full of people advertising to sub-let their condos, monthly rent and conditions. All of the rentals were asking for upwards of $3,000/month. I sadly couldn't afford that, so I walked away.

I'm in yet another building, and my mum's complaining that the workers that were in here were disgusting. So many things in the basement are now coated in dried up sperm I decided to investigate. I encountered a long black hose connecting a sink to a wall... yep, that's all crusted I went into the washroom and saw more in a soap dish. As I woke up, I was saying "Ewwww!" over and over in the outro of the dream.

This was a really good night! I had a lot of success.

Dream Lucid Dream

First dream takes place on a deserted beach. There are huge building as far as the eye can see, great big docks, and restaurants with flashing neon signs, all empty. A few lifeguards patrol now and then, but for the most part no one is there, except for one girl. She sits half-submerged in the water all day and night, even when the tide comes in. She is addicted to the sound of the waves. She will not leave the water.

A hurricane comes. The lifeguards are sent to go retrieve the girl so she won't drown. They drag her out of the water as she screams. She doesn't want to leave. A thousand tourists are standing there to watch and take pictures. I am there with my mother as the girl is hauled on the dock and wrapped in a towel. The storm comes closer. The water is rising and crashing dangerously, so a lot of the tourists leave, except for me and my mother. Suddenly, the girl breaks free and dives back into the water. The lifeguards ignore her. I yell to my mother "Don't let her drown!" She goes into the water and saves the girl. Then she yells at the lifeguards for not doing their job. We go into a big beach house and ride out the storm.

After that, I am walking home with my sister. There is a posh family on our route there, so rich that they have a giraffe tied up on their front lawn. I am afraid of giraffes in the dream. We go inside the house where there is a party by the skating rink. I want to get a strawberry ICEE but there is a long line. When I finally do, there is too much ice and not enough flavor. A little boy laughs at me and I spit in his cup.

I wake up and decide to try becoming lucid. I focus on lucid dreaming and what I want to do. Then I fall back asleep. I realize I am still lucid! Hurrah! I am on the edge of sleep so I make sure to anchor myself and then I try to make a portal. I want to go into outer space! I circle my finger in the air and silver sparks start to swirl. Then I jump into the portal and find myself floating in space, but I can breathe just fine. I land on a dry, cratered moon/planet/asteroid thing. There is a group of people fighting vicious monsters. I know the monsters aren't real, so I go up to a DC and ask "Can I fight with you guys?" He says "Sure." I go into a trench and he hands me what looks like balls of clay. "Here you go...Pyromancy, Aeromancy, etc." I throw the red ball at a lizardy thing, and he bursts into flame. I try the purple one on a different creature and he disintegrates! I think it's super cool, so I keep throwing. Finally all the monsters are dead and all the people go into a bar. I order a drink but as soon as I take my first sip i wake up again.

I fall back asleep, STILL LUCID! Only problem is, now I'm in a dentist's office. I try to make the portal again but it doesn't work.I say "This is a dream, I can do whatever I want," and try again. Still nothing. My mom appears. "Come on, we have to get to the airport!" she yells. I go with her. "You're a DC aren't you?" She shakes her head. 'I don't know what you mean." I poke her on the arm. "Guess what? I'm dreaming." She says "Yeah right." I just laugh and say "Whatever DC." My dad and sis arrive and we are running towards the door. Also a family friend is with us, pushing a stroller. "Can you push?" she asks me. "I want to get out of here," I say, but i grab the stroller anyway. While pushing I try the portal thing again and fail. The stroller runs into the wall. "My baby!" the DC yells. I say "Relax, it's just a dream. You're not real, you know that, right?" She screams and disappears. I wake up for real.

I'm beginning to see a pattern in my dreams. There's always the girl in the ocean or in some type of water. Also my sister crops up a lot. This dream is about 4 days old but I think there might be a lot of significance to it.

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

I was in the basement of my own house, sitting at a computer desk with my sister. However, there was no computer, mousepad, or keyboard. There was nothing to suggest that there was a computer there. Instead, there was a black microwave on the far left of the desk, and I had just placed a casserole dish of some sort inside, which was in a rectangular glass dish. The top was coated with a good layer of cheese, so I couldn't tell what was inside yet. I pressed a single button on the microwave and the casserole began to "cook". Two patches of darker cheese started to bubble, which was a sign that it was done. It only took ten seconds or so. My sister watched the whole time as I took it out and waved my hand over it to cool it down.

My mother walked through the back door upstairs. That door was right where the start of the stairway downstairs was, so I saw her come in. "I'm home," she called out and then I replied. "Hi mom, I made dinner!" I've never made dinner for her in real life before, especially not as a charity with no reason to.

I took the casserole, all cooled off, into the washroom where my father was washing his hands. "Can you help me cut this? I'm not too good with these things." He agreed, and pulled out a random knife from behind him, starting to cut the casserole into sixths. I watched as the knife went straight down, and he pulled out a piece. The inside of the piece he took out looked like light pink and tan cake, not at all like a casserole. I looked harder and saw the insides of the other pieces still in the dish. They were all cheese and larger-than-normal macaroni noodles. "Thanks", I told him and took off to my bedroom, also downstairs.

The lighting in my bedroom was dark, but it was brightened slightly by the light coming from the other room (where the computer desk was). I put the casserole on my bed and somehow managed to tilt it over. "Ugh," I muttered as a lump twice the size of my palm came out onto the light green bedsheets. I put the dish down to the side and tried to pick up the lump with my hand. It was gooey and more like silly putty than sticky cheese. It slipped out of my hand though, so I decided to just leave it there. I turned around and there were two massive garbage bags full of clothes and stuff in my room; they were almost as tall as me. I wiped my hand on one of them to clean it off, and left the room.

Darn I've been up for a few hours so I forgot some stuff. But overall it was the most realistic dream I've had since coming to DV. I was out on a basketball court playing bball with Steve Nash.

Well, from what I can remember my dream starts off with me and my buddies at a concert. All, of the sudden one of my buddies turns around and says "Dude, let's all make a band." when he said that I just knew that I wanted to be the sound guy. So we start practicing and the band is just killin' it. They decided to play a local show, little did I know this local show was at warped tour, so we get to warped and it's our turn to go on stage. I set up everything for sound and they set up their instruments. We have 3 people in our band a singer/guitarist , a bassist, and obviously drums. They play the local show and some guy walks up to me since I'm the sound guy/manager. and says "You guys need some keys in your AMAZING band. I could play keys for you." So I said to myself "Eh, why not let's give it a try." So we get him on keys and play at warped again. I get home and my phone rings and the people on the other end say "We are offering you a record deal. When you sign with us we'll give you 10 million dollars." and they pretty much begged to sign us. So we signed with them and just recorded our first album in one day and released it the next and 200 million copies were sold. We were rolling in cash and everybody loved us.

That was the end of the dream. Now what the hell, this is by far one of the wtf is this dreams I had. Also, if you look deep within there was the task of the month for July in there because they called us on the phone.

02.08.2010

End of The World (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

It was a hot day, the sun seemed larger and bright red. People were wearing their tiniest sets of clothes. I was in 5 stars hotel with my friend Don and with Tom Felton (Draco Malfoy) who I had just met at the hotel. We agreed to go to the pool, but first Tom had to get his towel in his room. We entered his room and while he searched for his towel, me and Don were talking about sports, and I asked him if we was going to join the wrestling team again next year (we met in the wrestling team IRL). After Tom found his towel, we started walking towards the pool. We saw, through a window, a huge explotion far away. Someone then turned on a radio and we hear the terrible screams coming from it "A huge chaotic wave of heat is spreading all over the world, destroying everything on its way". I turn pale, "This can't be happening" is the first thing I think. "It must be a joke, like War of the Worlds", but panic invaded me, everyone was panicking, screaming, unsure of what to do, what to say. I look through the window and I see a chain of explosions moving closer every second. It was just matters of seconds before it reached us. Then I felt an intense heat, and everything went white. I felt pain, heat, and cold, but the worst thing were the screams, which were still in my head, the most horrible screams I had ever heard in my life. Three things came to my mind:
1) So, this is how I die after all.
2) Stupid scientists, they really were off when they calculated the sun wouldn't turn into a red giant in about 5 billion years...
3) How am I still thinking? Is there life after or death.. or am I about to wake up.

This one has been the scariest dream I've ever had, not because of death itself, I've had lucid nightmares in which I kill myself, but it was just so real it was hard to accept the World would end... so soon?, that I would never see my girl friend, or my family again. It was a very strange experience once I was 'dead', in the white void after the heat wave reached me. The fact that I was alive, but could still think seemed really odd, yet interesting. Right after I considered the possibility of this being a dream, I woke up, my heart beating as if I had just ran a marathon.

Was at a family reunion last night at my parents' place, which seemed to have provided the location for the dreams last night that I could remember.

1st off, a small fragment of what feels more like a memory than a dream, but doesn't make any sense. My cousin and I standing in the back yard chatting, as we had done most of the actual reunion. He asked if I'd drawn anything new. I stated that as a matter of fact, I had, thinking about the fact that my sketch book was in the van. Dream shifted or ended or something before I could go get it.

2nd. My wife Jen, my friends Brandon and William, and I had left my parents place and were walking over to a nearby gas station I used to go to for squishees and snacks and such after school. We were standing across the road from the gas station waiting for a break in traffic. William asked if I remembered how to do this (referring to crossing that street and its 4 lanes of constant traffic) In response I grabbed Jen by her hand as a break in traffic was opening up, and we all dashed to the island between the lanes, and then across to the other side of the street a moment later. We got into the gas station of indeterminate branding (it's a Chevron, but didn't have any recognizable markings in the dream. Never noticed that in the dream though) and William and Jen went off to get their own things. I was standing there just off beside Brandon, when I heard a couple of girls who were there comment "Wow, he's big" "Isn't he a bit too big though?" followed by the two looking over at me. I, wearing a tank top, took this as referring to my arms which, while larger than the average guy, are certainly not what I'd consider to be huge.

Few moments passed, and there was some other girl I didn't know who went to walk by in front of me, and then started touching and rubbing my upper torso. She wasn't looking at me though, but past me, and seemed to be acting almost like she was drunk, but minus the stumbling around.

Dream shifted slightly, and while I don't have any actual memory of it, I have it in my head that some people were either in the shop, or came into the shop, and were going to try and hijack a train that was apparently nearby. Next thing I remember of the dream, which actually came after I woke up, was a birds eye view of the train they were trying to hijack, zooming towards the back of the train, and specifically the last car. The roof dissapeared like a cross-section, and showed a bunch of crates arranged in a V with the apex pointing towards the end of the train. I got the impression there were train guards stationed there? And there was a voice over mocking the people on not being able to hijack the train if they couldn't even figure out which end the engine was on.

There was probably more to remember, but as I was lying there trying to recapture the dreams, I was being talked to. I could feel myself losing grip on details, and that made me a sad panda.

TThis is my first DJ post on this website, copied straight from the little dream book beside my bed.

Dream Lucid Dream

I am at my sister's wedding, but instead of it taking place in Connecticut as it is scheduled to, it is going on in a parking lot. My father is riding around on a strange wooden contraption that looks like a cross between a unicycle and a segway. Dakota Fanning is on the other side of the parking lot doing some sort of photoshoot. I think she was supposed to be Cupid, because she had wings pinned to her back. I go and ask my father what he is doing. He says he is an extra in a movie with his friend Ed. Suddenly Ed appears, riding the same vehicle.

Then, for some reason, we go back to my house to fix one of the bridesmaid dresses. It is navy blue and beige with a red shrug, covered in flowery patterns. A professional alterations expert shows up and begins taking measurements. While he does this, he asks me to do a job for him and he will pay me 3000 dollars. I don't remember what the job was, but I know I refused, and he chased me around the house trying to stab my eyes out with a pair of scissors.

In another dream, I was at the pool with a few of my friends. We see a mousy looking girl in a stripey bathing suit dive into the water. It skips to us getting out of the pool and going into the locker rooms to change. A different girl begins talking to us, and I see the mousy girl leave. Suddenly, I am by the seashore and I run into the water thinking I can breathe. The dream skips again to the next morning, where the news shows that the mousy girl has drowned.

One of Leona Lewis's music videos come on TV. I become lucid. I try to leave the room but end up entering Leona's video. There is a duck with a shoe for a head and many dancing pinatas. I lose lucidity and the dream goes on without my recall.

All in all, not very promising, but I have decided that tomorrow I will try a WILD!

Although I never get a lucid dream yet, this morning I (almost) accomplished a feat i have never done before; remembering TWO dreams in ONE night. Today again I woke up right after a dream (about 5 or 5:30) and remembered the dream i just got out of. Going back to bed, it was a guarantee I would dream one more time and have 2 to write in my journal. Unfortunately, I had to go play golf with my father at 6. Out of luck. I tried to go back to sleep but nope. My fathers alarm clock buzzed. Times out.

The dream:
In my classroom at my high school. I am sitting at my place but nobody is with me. I look around and see Alexis, Antoine, Yussef and Eric behind me. At the end of the class there is Catherine and Severine (see Wave 2) with Etienne. He hugs Sev. I think its pathetic, since shes not his GF and she thinks hes ugly. Then my French teacher starts talking to the class. She refers to Alexis as the French fry, cause hes blond. She did some comments about the organisation of the class and how a teacher could help you with your binders (?). Then Eric says something racial against Muslims in the class. I think at that point our teacher is a man.

At recess in my primary schools yard, he walks and talks to his friends when he sees all the Arabic kids of the school. He starts to walk away and puts on his hood but they gang up on him and chase him around. I pop up and walk behind them while talking to Karim (who is a Muslim) and asking him of its really that funny. He answers yes and I agree in my head. Then at some point he pulls out a shovel and tries to hit me. I stop it with my hands. The dude is freakin crazy in real life, i wouldnt be surprised if he hit someone with a shovel. This happens in front of my French teacher who doesnt say a thing. End of Wave 4. Wave 5 coming up tonight.

Lol I remember a random part of my dream included Cvan. He told me on MSN "hey this is for if you feel like fapping" and gave me a link and I thought it would be a porn vid but it was a porn .gif of something I can't remember what. Haha xD

Okay, another part of my dream. We (myself and someone else that I can't remember who. It might've been my brother) went to this martial arts place. I think that Jacinta (a highschool friend) was there and that she was training and I think she made us feel unwelcome there. We went to two different martial arts places and she was at both.

when the dream started i was playing around in a big monastery with my friend who i really didn't recognize, he hade a shaved haircut and he must have been around 30 years old. we were running around the different levels of the monastery witch was quite run down so many of the stairs and such were missing, witch only made great obstacles for playing around on. after a while my friend fell down to the first floor and i jumped after him. it didn't hurt us in any way so i realized it was some kind of a dream. as soon as i realized this the monastery started to collapse, big chunks of rock and stair and monks where falling down all over the place and i ran out as fast as i could. i ran out through the entrance but as soon as i passed the there was a metal gate that closed behind me and my friend was trapped the whole monastery was about to collapse upon him. And then i realized i could teleport him out of the monastery so i decided to try and teleport him out, it was hard and i didn't think it was going to work but it did. My friend didn't understand what had happened bud he was very greateful anmd he thanked me. we where out on a field so proceeded to fly around at first it was awesome but then it went waaaay to fast and i almost crashed into the mast of a pirate ship witch was stranded in the middle of the field like a beached whale. I flew back to my friend and told him about the situation and that i was dreaming lucidly. He understood and the first thing he tried to do was to start flying, he flew away and seemed to have speed problems aswell. I thought about it alittle and then i suddemly saw thre colours flash in my mind. The task of the month ! so i tried summoning something green and it was a book, i started reading it but it was going to slowly so i super-read it it was like sucking the information out from the book. then i tried something red and i was hungry at the same time so it was a big bowl of pasta and tomato sauce, witch i shared with my friend who had recently landed. when i tried to summon something blue it just wouldnt happen and i got frustrated so i started flying again. it was still way to fast so i enabled a menu of some kind and i pulled a flight speed slider to 50% instead of 150%. It sure made a difference, now i was flying really slowly and it had some kind of an anti-gravity feel to it, witch really was fine and all but it was still hard to controll but not as dangerous as flying waaay to fast. i landed on the pirate ships lookout tower and looked around i saw my friend but nothing else. so i jumped down on the deck and my friend joined me, i wanted to play alittle with my powers so i tried morphing my arm into a armcannon like samus aran has. I failed but not completely, what i now had was an old fashioned Iron and black powder armcannon and it was good enough. I fired a ball at the mast and it made a clean round hole straight through the mast. i fired again and it broke off one side of the hole. the mast didn't fall over and i was getting irritated. my friend morphed his arm into a musket and fired it onto the little piece of mast that was still remaining. It fell and crushed against the ground. I tried morphing my arm into a musket aswell but i only got a tattoo of a musket on my hand when i tried. but it didn't matter because i could still shoot with it. we walked below deck and found a treasure chest and inside were a pair of blue jeans witch i put on as fast as i could because i was naked, we then walked out of the ship through a hole my friend blasted with his arm-musket. there was one more thing i had to do before i left and that was ride a unicorn i thought, so i tried summoning one but i only managed to summon a narwhal witch i mounted and started to ride. i later morphed the narwhal into a unicorn after many failed attempts i finally succeded and then i woke up into another dream where i was in a big livingroom with bunches of weapons on the walls (swords and hammers, flails and such) my little brother and my mom were there but i was frodo from the lord of the rings saga. suddenly a horde of orcs and other tolkien creatures started coming into the room and we started battling against them. my mother grabbed a big plank with gigantic nails sticking out of it and started whacking away i was irritated that she was such a horrible fighter but it didn't bother me that much. my brother grabbed two swords and was doing quite well since he plays alot of sports and is athletic but i couldn't find any waeapon that i preferred. i grabbed a stick and a little knife and started fighting. after a while sauron erupted from the ground like a volcano and started walkign toward me. he stopped and held out his hand, we proceeded to have a tug of war with the ring in the center (the one ring) instead of a rope. i won the tug of war and went over to the fireplace and put it in a spoon and it melted. then i woke up for real this morning with my mother shouting at me to wake up.. i think there was more to the dream but i can't remember it ...