The Erratic dreams of StaySharp

Today I slept throughout many shorter and longer phases, until this morning I actually became lucid in a dream, pretty much right at the start, used the nose pinch reality check.
I was in a long corridor, and as typical for my dreams the building style was rather unique, while I remember the feeling and the looks, I'm not really sure how to describe that. What can say though is that it was rather dark and there were green colors around, with light primarily coming through the ceiling from the outside at one end of the corridor. I also remember my girlfriend being behind one of the doors, but there was no real interaction. I stopped for a moment, and closely thought about what I should do now, and I came to all the right conclusions I long since had in real life, YES, FINALLY!
Well, I went through the corridor, I think away from the bright spot, into some kind of staircase room, there was a small window at the sloped ceiling which I wanted to open so I could fly outside where I would do my stuff.

Just that right here my friggin alarm rings, because of my apprenticeship, and it rips me out of the first all around promising lucid I had in 2 years. I can hardly express my anger in words, and I shall not try for the sake of keeping the cursing in bay.

Another lucid dream, once more proving to me at least some parts of me seem to be regenerating. Or not decaying further. Either way...

...the first part of the dream I can recall begins with me being in some kind of 'mall'. While it felt and was treated like a shopping mall, it much more looked like a home, that was maybe a little bigger than an average house. The interior was largely gray with some white, relatively normal I'd say, it didn't look fancy but acceptable by my standards. I remember the living room, there was someone I didn't know, a Playstation (1) and a staircase when walking through the room, which felt very spacious as it was connected to the other rooms, no doors or stuff that made you feel you changed the room.
I eventually walked up the stairs, and remember a more white kitchen like room, with an silver oven placed at an convenient height to work with. Somehow I felt and noticed that the dream played during a different time than reality, I was somewhat in the past, and first upon realizing that planned to make use of it to change things for the better.
I'm not quite sure what happened, or how, but then I'm standing on a small ledge, outside of a building, 20 m above the ground or something. The view I saw was... absolutely amazing, apocalyptic and dark. A feeling emerges I couldn't describe, a more valuable experience than I could ever get from watching even the most emotional movies in real life for hours. I'm falling down and I realize I'm dreaming, I feel relaxed and fine.
I'm in a big zone, I don't even know what it was, a train station, a building, maybe just an open place with some constructions. I was testing around with gravity, and again I also was flying a little. My girlfriend was there as well, she asked me if I was still dreaming, I did an reality check and replied that I was of course still dreaming. After some more time of being lucid but somehow doing nothing fancy I felt my focus fading for a moment, then I woke up.

Man, if just for once I would actually start doing something relevant upon becoming lucid...