Shiftless

Non-lucid.
fragments.
I'm in a sandy beach-type area, with a boardwalk / Hut structure covering the beach. I'm here on the boardwalk with people I vaguely remember from high school, acquaintances, people whose faces I remember; but not their names.

I am on the sand, fighting someone who I don't recognize. I win, and proceed to kick sand in his face..
I spit on him, and proclaim " eat it!"
As I walk back onto the boardwalk, my old classmates seem to look at me with fear and resent, they step away from me as I go up the stairs.

Iits strange how well this dream captured the way I felt about high school.

non lucid.
me and my girlfriend left the television on the entire time we slept, so it was stuck on Comedy Central all night. I believe this to be the cause of the following dream :
I'm in a theme park-esque town with a lot of my friends, the colors are all very vivid.. the entire dream revolved around working out for some reason. I felt as if I was in a fitness plan commercial, or some kind of p 90 x ad. I could even here inspirational music at times, usually accompanied by an emotional part of the dream.
I awoke to find the TV blaring workout infomercials, I suppose this was the reason for my dream being so ridiculous.

No lucidity.
False Awakening.

I awaken to find myself sleeping in my girlfriends bed, it is dark. The air is cold outside the covers. For just having awoken, I feel very alert. I feel my body tense up, something else is in the room.
Here the dream becomes slightly third person, and I can see the nightstand beside our bed. Something is sitting on it, a small mass of dark tendrils. Only a second passes in this vision, I am now seeing through my own eyes again.
The creature jumps from the nightstand to the back of my head. There it wraps its tendrils around my skull, my body is filled with a feeling much like sleep paralysis: A vibration, intense and encompassing. I cannot move.
Here I awaken in our bed.

I beleive I had a false awakening atleast once, I vaguely recall going to brush my teeth and there being a new tube of toothpaste. This morning I awoke to find just the old tube, causing me to remember this part of my dream.

using lookes w.i.l.d technique.
no lucidity.
I dreamt I was part of a group of young people who used spirits as magic. they were being taught by a group of older spirit users. I don't remember much from this area of the dream. eventually a darkness was released, followed by a group of demon users. the spirit users faught them valiantly throughout the dream, and made their final stand in a theater:
the demon user leader enters through double doors on the right with his group, and kills whoever is on the stage. he makes a speech about the weakness of the Spirit users. we fight him bravely until I am kicked from the dream by an image of the demons ripping apart the spirits.