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Man in the Canoe

I was on the computer. I saw a page of images with a girl. I selected the one I wanted and watched a video. It was of the girl masterbating.

Pictures in the Fog

It was night time. I was in the army or something--at least some commander type was ordering me to come with him. I told him I would be there in a minute as I had to get my shoes. He kept urging me. I finally convinced him I needed literally one minute to get my shoes. He said OK.

Dream Skip

It was still very dark. I walked along a path to a small bridge over a creek that led to a small lake. It was very foggy. The scene made a great picture, and I took a few.

I was then at another such bridge and took similar pictures feeling fortunate that I had the opportunity to take these pictures.

I started walking along the path when up from behind us came a Mustang. I identified it as such, then a DC identified it more specifically, I think as a Spitfire, which I realize is not a Mustang.

I agreed that it was that, but then asked how he could tell. Before he could answer, the Mustang started coming up the trail towards us, but now it was a motorcycle. As it came up to us, I noticed that the front was built out as a motorcycle, but the back had a bicycle tire.

The End

A dormitory and some tarot cards. Anxiety is what I feel. It is dark, not night, but hazy and dull and dim. Maya is near/here. A large box filled with alcoholic bottles. Empty maybe. Trouble. In the end I am not fearful. I'm going on some sort of journey. Someone asks me if/to write goodbyes. A bicycle is lying down and I write my goodbyes. I think I write down names around the bicycle in chalk. I think Rick S is here, talking to me. I write to my mom; I love you more than the moon and the stars.

Went to bed feeling down on myself...like really pitiful. Thought about past relationships, and what went wrong, what went right. Even friendships. Felt lonely....knew I was going to dream about one of my exes. Wondered why I had dreams of some of them, and not others. Realized it's because things actually went well and it seemed like they had a chance to last, or maybe just left unfinished....not destroyed.

The good news is, I didn't dream about any ex. The bad news is....I had a dream about the one that got away. There used to be so much sexual tension between me and this girl. We went to college together, and flirted with each other every chance we got. Always shared each others food...shit was intimate. The only problem was she wanted her freedom after being in a long marriage, and I'm still looking for that right one to settle down with. Anyways, on with the show.


I'm at my university, but things look weird. There are a ton of us in our scrubs and we're all heading to the next building. As I walk through the sea of women, I look around to see if I notice anyone. Eventually I see Su. We talk a bit, while the rest of who knows how many students flood into this building. After a little small talk I sort of realize that I don't belong with them, and head off.

I entered another building, where these people are wearing suits...it's all top secret in there, and some guy is bragging about how we're a special group or something. Some kind of security thing...I'm confused, because I'm in nursing....not security. I leave, and the parking lot is empty....it's very steep. I spent a while tumbling around the parking lot with nothing to do. A couple of people were watching me make a fool of myself, as I would lay down, and let gravity to the rest. I was also able to roll back up the hill. I probably should have gotten lucid on that, but I never think to RC when gravity is all jacked up.

Screw this....let's look for SU. I started walking, and I saw her walking towards me. We sat down on a bench, and I gave her that look I always give. That "if only you knew how many different things I want to do to and for you, and I dare you to say "what?" so I can tell you exactly one thing". She says "what"? I said "you already know, but your hair....it looks different. (Normally she keeps it in a pony tail, french braid, or leaves it down and wavy, but it's kinda messy with thick gray streaks, and it looks like she cut it)

It looks like someone's been pulling it. I ran my fingers up her neck, and sliding them slightly apart so they could closely run up the back of her head. Slowly i curled all my fingers except my thumb, and pulled back. She started moaning. I spent a second in my mind mentally congratulating the girl who taught me the best way to pull hair, and said "like this". She started rubbing all over my body, and the scene started shifting right before my damn eyes.

I'm in my room...lucid enough to know that this is going to turn out awful, but not enough to say "hey it's time to go out and do something other than attempt to have sex till I wake up". We both start getting naked...she's stroking cock...it's already ready to go. I placed it between her small but firm tits and started squeezing them. I noticed my damn door was open. Fuck it.....next thing you know, my damn father walks by, and lucidity fades.

She looks over, and she's got that "we gotta stop" look on my her face. I walked over to the door, trying to close it, but it took a while to shut it. I look back over there, and she's looking at me....sitting on the bed on her knees....ugh the frustration running through my head right now. It closes, but not good. I try to lock it. Fuck it looks like there's a shirt blocking the door. I slam the door on it, and part of it cracks. I crabbed my bicycle, and leaned it up against the door. Maybe that should hold it. I head back over there...my penis is looking jacked up...like really horrible. It resembles some long uncooked pastry.....fuck! The dream ended.


I'm playing golf with D and D...it takes me a million shots to get the ball in the hole....there was more, but I forgot it all.

10.05.2012

Buying Eyedropper Enema and Riding Crop Stick? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

So I downloaded an mp3 file of a Binaural beat that lasts for one hour, and is supposed to aid in Astral Projection. I set it on repeat for the whole night, and at some point, probably moved. But when I woke up and slept again, I finally recalled a few dreams while the beats are playing.

I'm inside of a store, and it looks like any regular supermarket like Walmart. I'm at a section where there seems to be some BDSM items at the end of the aisle. I noticed a Riding Crop is there along with what seems to be an eye dropper. It really looks like some cheap enema at first, and I get closer to get a better view.

At the same time, I felt afraid looking at it because I was worried people might look over at me to see what I'm doing. So I tried to do this whole process slowly as I could, and there were several moments where I tried to grab both items, but failed because I would jump a bit if I saw someone pass by. I finally get the two items and put them in the cart.

The dream shifts where I'm watching some people inside of a lab class, and one person seems to have a huge ass eye dropper that's probably the length from the tip of his fingers all the way to his wrists. For some weird reason, I would use that as an excuse if someone asked me why I have such a big eye dropper myself.

The guy with the eye dropper looked like your classic southern Caucasian male, he wore a red mixed with some dark color striped dress shirt where the stripes were going horizontally and vertically. He had a light gray shirt underneath this opened dress shirt, and his hair is messed up.

It's short and curly hair, and it look like it's regular brown hair, or dirty blonde hair. His visage obviously slows he's a bit chubby, and this is sort of augmenting him to look like a Larry the Cable Guy or Hardcore Hillbilly Truck Driver. He's talking with some people that I can't recall at all, and it seems he and the rest of the people are waiting for the experiment to start.

The dream shifts back, and I now have the Huge Eyedropper in my hand again, but no signs of the Riding Crop (I don't really need to whip myself, so makes sense).

I take a closer look at the eye dropper, and noticed the transparent tubing is way wider than it was when I first bought it. I could make a ring with my index finger and thumb, and that's the width of it. I also see there's anal beads, and each individual bead has a different color ranging from green, orange, and purple.

I assumed that you could pull out the black squeezing material for the huge eye dropper and use it on someone, but I didn't. I went to the bathroom with it, and the rest is history.........................

Actually, I don't know what I'm going to do with that, but I sure hope that it's at least a female and not myself I'm using it on.

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10.05.2012

White Horse Rolling in Shallow Water (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

There's a fairly big white horse, very majestic and beautiful, that ends up resting on its side on shallow pool of water that looks like a fountain as well. It has long and pretty white hair, and it seems to be trying to get up, and it looks awkward seeing the whole thing happen.

I can't remember anything else.

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10.05.2012

Smelling Food and Almost Tasting It!!!! (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm riding a bicycle fairly quickly on what seems to be a freeway. Most of the area consists of a lot of green trees passing by, and several gray roads with yellow dashed lines between them. There's another road branching off to some different area, and the whole path seems that it'll make it curved.

I end up going anyway, and the large green sign you see in traffic says something about. "Farmville" (looool, weird name to have that reminds me of the game on Facebook).

I really get lost and try to find any paths to take me back to the freeway to get to my apartment I'm assuming that I'm going to. I stop, forget about the bicycle completely, and walk around this random area. There's a red sign with white text that says "AMT" or something of the sort.

Then I go up to some wooden white gates that seems to be the entrance to get into some restaurant that has the format similar to "Denny's" in waking life.

It has some fairly racial content on the gates, and I think it was stating something along the lines of,

"Black Women Before they were Oscrzd"

I'm assuming the "Oscrzd" was a horrible abbreviation for "ostracized." I felt afraid going inside of this area, especially if it had weird text on the gates hinting it could be a racist restaurant. I go in anyway, and I see some Black people anyway, so maybe it's just my mind trolling on me. I'm on a deck that's covered by some shade, and there's round tables with white cloth on top and chairs organized neatly.

There's some food on the table, and I look at it, and I get a BURST of all these wonderful smells! DAMN IT, I could presume that my tongue was watering in the dream, because it's smells soooo good that I could literally almost taste what was there.

I saw Peace Cobbler or Apple Pie, and mostly just other dessert type of stuff. There wasn't anyone around outside here except for one random Black person wearing a swamp-ish green shirt and probably gray shorts eating something at a table.

I look around, and feel tempted to just take a bite of the stuff on the empty tables, but choose not to. I looked inside, and noticed there are more people eating, though it's barely noticeable. The wonderful smell of food was too overwhelming to me, and I forget what happens next.

10.01.2012

Evil Prince of Tennis Shapeshifter (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I woke around 2:41 AM in waking life....

I'm in a round hallway with orange-yellow lights saturating the area, and Prince of tennis players are watching what's outside through the windows. To name a few that I can recall on from the top of my head, there's most of the Seigaku team, most noticeably Fuji, Tezuka, Kawamura, and Oishi.

Kirihara, who is from team Rikkaidai is also there, and there's probably more of various teams there as well, but I can't remember all of them.

Fuji has a towel on his head, and his eyes are opened (that only happens when he gets serious in a tennis match or sees something amazing and tense from watching a match).

Apparently, the Seigaku team and random members in other teams are having a dining out party, and I see Ice tea drinks in the usual Restaurant cups with lemon slices on top of the edge of the cups. Oishi is showing the back of the Seigaku jacket I believe, and there's a digit on one of the long sleeved sides with the number "68".

It seems Oishi declared that this was the average height of the Seigaku members, which is about 2.23097 feet. (What the hell? The shortest regular member there is Echizen, and he's at least like 4-5 feet tall....that's impossible).

I'm mostly watching things in first person perspective, and I'm pretty sure I'm not a spectator floating around, and I get a feeling that there's a poser, or shape-shifter in disguise with a weapon, I can just feel my dream body tingling with negative vibes. I try to avoid this negative frequency, and I warn as many player's as possible that there's a spy/poser/shape-shifter.

I immediately hear gunshots, and Kawamura is preparing to duck, but I don't know why.

Maybe because of the gunshots were coming in his direction. While I'm seeing Kawamura on the floor taking cover, I realize that I have my whole body curled up next to an L-shaped wall (the enemy would have to move over a bit to see what's between the gap).

There's a door to my right, and it has two gray locks on top of each other, and I quickly turn them horizontally and opened the knob to quickly dash out of the door.

The environment outside is similar to my Aunt's in South Carolina, and I go through the small path that would lead to the entrance of her house with the tropical kind of bushes on the sides of the small walkway.

I go to the driveway, and a Black Jaguar car comes out of nowhere from the neighbor's backyard.

It comes onto the driveway somehow, it just magically passes through the small metal wired fence that's like 3-4 feet tall that would lead to the backyard. After the vehicle passes and goes it's own way on the road perpendicular to the driveway, I turn back quickly to see the shape-shifter point a gun at me through an open window.

He fails to shoot me, and I get more tense, and then he tries to shoot again, but he still fails to do so. I try to run, but I'm doing it very slowly, and frankly, it was pretty damn irritating because I have no sort of weaponry on my body, at least one that's apparent. I go to the right side of the road perpendicular to the driveway in this familiar neighborhood of my Aunt's, and the shape-shifter comes out.

He takes the form of a little kid who looks like the toddler version of someone (nicknaming people again) named Mo (a tennis freshmen when I was a sophomore in HS).

He's preparing to ride purple bicycle to get a beach ball with red and white colors (they are forming into a spiral) to hit me. Apparently, he declares to me that the beach ball is explosive, and he rides the bicycle down the small slope on the driveway, and the ball comes right at me, but I quickly dodge it.

Despite me not being able to run quickly, the ball came really slow. He tries to get a few more balls and random objects thrown at me by ramming them with the bicycle, but he fails to do so. I'm still feeling tensed up and can only run very slowly. This is where the dream resets or shifts to another point I believe, and I'm back at the driveway that looks like my Aunt's.

Another car comes out through the backyard of the neighbor's onto to the driveway I'm on, probably the same Black Jaguar with a female inside riding it this time. I remember she had a ponytail, looked like she was Indian, and she had glasses with the black metal rim on the sides.

Mo aims his gun at me again, but he's just making himself the epitome of a Crappy aim. I get to the right side of the road YET again, and Mo this time comes out with a Pit bull by his side. The shape-shifter has a baseball bat in his hand, and the pit bull has a white face and a brown body. It looks like it's about 2 feet tall, and the pit bull gets ready to come at me, but the pit bull betrays Mo and barks and tries to bite him.

Mo gets scared from this, and the pit bull was probably irritated with Mo ordering him around to try and charge at me. The pit bull goes back to focusing on me, but it's still just standing there, slowly walking a few steps and stopping. Mo comes at me, and I stand my ground. I focus on the incoming pit bull and Mo, and Mo comes first.

I grab Mo by his collar (sorry, the kid has a baseball bat and is mostly likely wanting to bash my head with it) and kick him out of the way, and then try to deal with the pit bull.

I managed to get both pushed back far enough to give me ample time to calm down, and I honestly don't know what I did in retaliation to deal with them both, but it must've been extreme.

I slowly elevate my top torso up again from having to bend my back while doing the fighting move that I couldn't see clearly at all, and after that, I woke up with intense feelings, and felt shocking sensations for a while.

Oh and, the 68 cm on Oishi's Jacket from before, that's about 2.23 cm tall, and the pit bull seemed to be around that height, maybe a bit more......WHAT?!??!?!?!

Coincidence or some vague foreshadowing? I don't know.

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10.01.2012

Father Studies for Medical School (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

It seems I'm a little child in this dream, something like that, it's really hard to verify this. There's some tennis match being displayed on a very large screen outside, and people from away on the huge grassy hills with other people sitting down are watching the match. The two people sitting down are apparently my parents, I could barely seem them, but their body contours from far away become clearer to identify.

The dream shifts to where my father is hugging me while I'm resting on the right side. He tells me that he has to study hard to get into Medical School...

That's all I can remember, and looooool, he did accounting...nothing related to medical school, at least as far as what he told me. Accounting was at its peak during his time, not medical...pfffffft what a stupid dream.

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10.01.2012

Novak Djokovic takes Statistics course? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm inside of a lecture room, and the professor asks if anyone is interested in taking Statistics in the future, probably to replace taking Calculus 3, which is similar to the options I have for Biochemistry in waking life. I raise my hand along with a few other people, and I'm sitting at the section to my left closest to the entrance.

The room is sloped deeply to maximize the number of seats, and someone who looks like Novak Djokovic mentions he's taking Statistics.

Someone asks how he got in it, and he declared that he had to get one of the highest scores, probably from a math placement exam, to get in. I see a value divided by 5 pop into my mind as soon as he declared that.

Then after that, the class goes back to paying attention to the random professor again. Then I realize I'm with a group of three, including myself. A random girl in the corp cadet outfit, which is a faded type of Khaki color, and she has a plump face, most noticeable on her cheeks. She has brown hair where the back side is balled up, and she has a device that looks like an iPad.

She has some weird extensions on it that's on the top and bottom layers, which leaves the rest of the screen available in the middle. The top section seems to be a keyboard type of extension for the iPad counterpart.

The next person in the group is some random dude next to her on the left side. He's chubby, and is wearing a dark blue hoodie jacket, light gray/white shirt underneath, and seems in a passive demeanor overall in class.

I can't remember anything else.

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10.01.2012

No Riding Bicycles in Building (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

There's a class I have to go to that starts around 1:35 PM dream time, and the time now in it was 1:37 PM, and the apartment that I'm in, I could get to the class in maybe 2-3 minutes alone just by running as fast as I can. To be honest, it felt like it could've taken 30 seconds or less to get there, and even faster if I used a bicycle.

I get to class, and fortunately, the quiz or test we were going to have, teacher's assistants were still distributing the exam/quiz packet and Scantrons to fill in the answers for the multiple choice section. The lecture room has white walls, and there's dark blue carpet everything....on the steps to get to the rows of seat and where the professor's desk and and large table were as well.

Again, the class was formatted like that last dream, it was sloped down, to maximize seating arrangement, and I'm looking for a TA (teacher's assistant) who is handing out the blue scantrons, and then wait for them to finish the last row of seats so that can give me an extra one. I head for a random left handed seat all the way to the left side of the room. The room was structured to where it was it was curved, and it reminds me of my current math class room in waking life.

I go down to the seat, and I can't remember what I did next, so I assume there's another dream shift....

I ride my bicycle to get to class somehow, but I'm 1-2 minutes late again, but I don't think the professor cares about anyone being tardy for class. I looked at my Blackberry Curve phone, and realized I'm actually early, so the time changed dramatically from 1:37 PM to 1:07 PM, and then to 1:21 Pm without me doing a reality check.

The room actually had a different professor, but I didn't realize this until later on. She didn't seem to mind me being here, and I saw more students coming in to fill some empty seats for the next time, so I assumed this current class was almost over.

After my class is done, I ride my bicycle again, but inside a building. An old man wearing glasses, has gray hair, and is wearing a dark yellow dress shirt and Khaki pants tells me to not ride in the building. I feel embarrassed by this, and I stopped, and spent around 5-10 seconds lifting my bicycle so I could put it on my right shoulder. I walk like an idiot in front of everyone.

While I'm walking on the black tile flooring in this random building, two people seem to be having a conversation over something behind me, and I started to take interest of what they're trying to say. My audio starts kicking in and augments on their conversation, and I heard words that sounded like they were talking to me, even mocking me.

I get irritated to a point where I stopped, turned around, and told them that I know I shouldn't have had my bicycle in the building to ride on, and wanted them to stop making fun of me. They were two fairly tall African American males that looked like the counterparts to waking life versions that I had for a Comm App class in High School who were basketball players.

One of them immediately told me,

"We're not talking about that...."

And I turned around quick in more shame for me assuming they're talking behind my back, and now I'm going down an escalator with the bicycle. I trip and land on my rear somehow, but I managed to get up, and it's probably because the bicycle made my body out of balance.

It's weird thought, I thought I was holding it just fine when walking.....

Then I meet some person who looks like "Nin" (nicknaming again) in waking life. I don't know why he's here, but I figured I'd be nice to say "Hi" to him before he thinks I'm ignoring him or something..(you know those people that look at you, seeing if you get the same reaction of surprise that you know them as well, but haven't met in a while? Yeah...)

We have a general conversation, and I ask him how's college going for him. He takes a while to answer, and before he could respond, I immediately said his words for him.

"Oh, you just wanted to take some time before you do anything right?" (Meaning he wants to do some kind of other work before he goes to college I'm assuming).

He nods his head, we say our farewells, and I go back to my house to get something to go to another class, probably the same one in this new dream shift....there's an assignment that involves turning my vote on a worksheet, and I needed proper MLA citation, and it doesn't seem I didn't even do the assignment.

Eventually, I get the paper finished, and someone outside of the class before I go in has examined how the class is for me, and they're wearing a fancy suit and motorcycle helmet. I can't see their face at all, and the helmet is white with a black layer to cover their visage. They're resting their back on the wall with their arms folded, and told me that the class shouldn't be too much of a problem for me.

I go into the class, double check the worksheet I had to do with the proper MLA citation, and I can't remember what happens next unfortunately.

That person concealing their face with the bicycle helmet, it reminds me a lot like Light Yagami's father from the Death Note Movie where he wore a bicycle helmet during some small festival....

I know it couldn't have been him, the person felt familiar in terms of their energy signature, but now I'm not so sure....

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10.01.2012

Food in the Kitchen (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm in my apartment, and it's fairly dark inside. There's food left on the kitchen in various spots. Roast beef cut into circles done by my father I assume because I get an image of him when I see it....it's probably made for sandwiches I guess.

Then later on, I find fried rice in small to-go boxes, two of them, and there are a few ants crawling around.

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10.01.2012

Awesome Asian girl (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I meet an Asian girl who looks like the counterpart in waking life that I had for geometry in High School. She's a positive girl and is open to me, but it seems she wants me to start the introductions and conversations.

She's skinny, has a slight tanned skin, and she has black hair that's a balled up ponytail. I meet her outside some area with brown brick buildings. She looks down on her phone, and she tells me she works 6 side jobs....

I couldn't believe this chick, she's this happy and has 6 side jobs? To the left of me, there's an Asian guy who looks like Tim that I had for tennis class as a Junior, and the girl is still a few feet away from me.

I tell Tim that it must be her free day, because those are a lot of jobs...and I realized I think I should help him go out with her, rather than me taking her out.

I guess what I did was just help him get a date with her, and that's all I remember.

Lucid Scientist

A woman scientist was talking about a hairy ball. It was some kind of an animal, and more ovular, but there were no legs or head or anything. She ended up saying it was pork. Then she compared it to some kind of hairy stick. She went into some detail about the stick.

I'd been listening intently, but I somehow missed exactly what she said, but it sounded interesting, so I asked her what she'd just said. She didn't understand my question.

I asked her what she'd said about the stick. She looked dumbfounded. I posed my question very clearly, stating that she had just made a comparison between the ball of hair and the hairy stick, and I wondered what she had said about the stick. At this point, I became lucid.

I was going to ask her again, but realized that would be pointless, and I was so pissed at this stupid bitch, I decided to punch her in the face. I tried, but I couldn't move my arms. This is either because I was very tired, or simply very poor control. I have a theory that being very tired hurts dream control, though I have found this not to be true at all times. Just a thought.

I either woke up, or had a false awakening at this point. I think I woke up.

Lucid Make-out

A girl was on a bicycle. She wasn't a little girl, but she was younger than I am. Anyway, I started making out with her. She seemed into it. Eventually I tried to do more, but I woke up, again, possibly an FA.

At School

There were several projects hanging on a wall. One was lit. It had a crescent moon. The light turned off just as I looked at it. I was very interested and I liked the picture. I tried to see if the plug had come out, but there were easels in front of all the pictures, and some kind of wires between them. I tried to go around them all, but I had a coat on and couldn't squeeze through the easel on the end and the wall. I said never mind.

Then I was on the floor taking gloves off. I had 4 pairs of gloves on my left hand. Every time I pulled a glove off, there was another one underneath it. I thought that was very strange, and so did this other person who was watching me.

I organized the gloves. I had my driving gloves, I had my winter gloves, I had another pair of driving gloves which must have been a gift, and a single glove without a match.

Then a girl came in, gave me a muffin, and left. I was grateful and thanked her, though I was a little late. Then I tried to tell her I'd pay her back some time. Someone in the room was trying to sleep and she told me that I thanked her too many times.

Then I was trying to sleep. The portion of the room by the door had at least 4 medium to large parrots in cages. I thought I should be comfortable with them as I've had birds in my life. One looked like my old Blue Front Amazon, but I thought the birds were a bit excessive, and they were kind of blocking the door in and out.

Then I had to go to the bathroom. It was very public. The urinal was a bucket, and someone was standing on it to pee. It was to keep clean the way people don't sit on a toilet.

Then that person was gone and someone was in the adjacent stall. I thought I would wait even though the urinal was free. Someone else came up and was going to go ahead of me, and they said they would be a few minutes, so I should go. I decided to go.

When I got up to the urinal, it had a bunch of dishes or trash or something in it, so I said fuck it and walked out.

08.22.2012

My Zune HD Smashed Into Pieces (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Thank goodness this was a dream.

I remember talking a few people inside a fairly small building, I couldn't tell if it's an apartment entrance or a small store or coffee shop. I don't know how, but when the conversation was coming to a close, I told them how I had 150 videos on my Zune HD....

That's waaaaaaaay too many videos dream self!

I tried to pass what I said off as a joke, and even tried doing a fake laugh. The others fall for it, or are probably just being nice and laughing as well. There's more that I know that occurred before this, like meeting someone, and all I can feel from that is disappointment from the person. It was a female, she had some weird but positive aura in her.

The dream setting was hard to tell, the area I'm in feels slightly dark, but there is still a little bit of sunlight. It could be the sun setting or rising.

Then I find myself riding a bicycle, but I don't really pay too much attention to the details of it. It's a very ominous setting now with dark turquoise clouds and a cool atmosphere. It seems I'm riding on a new black tarred road and on each side, there's open fields everywhere, very beautiful. Even though I didn't pay too much attention to this large and expansive area, I could just feel how that despite the gloomy setting, it was still amazing.

It seems I have my earphones on, and I guess I'm playing music on my Zune HD while riding my bicycle. I start riding a little faster, and then the earphones get caught on something below. I quickly look down and they get between the spokes of one of the bicycle wheel.

Damn, and I knew I couldn't do anything about it, but I still tried to stop.



That was the worst decision I could've made at that time.....


The earphone and the wires connecting it start dangling rapidly through the spokes, and then I realize....

Crap, the plug that usually stays firm inside the Zune plug-in must be out by now. I hear several clanking sounds, and decided to just press the brakes even harder because the last attempt was just just a progression rather than a complete one. I get off the bicycle, let it drop on the around, and I'm looking at metal trails along the road.

No no no no no........

No no no............I get closer and I look at my Zune HD, smashed to pieces. I start shaking the bottom of my mouth in shock. I really believed this was the actual Zune HD I have, and I start walking slowly thinking of how I made over $180 go to waste(probably more than that now that it's a discontinued product).

I could do nothing but walk away, there's no pointing picking it up.........

You know what's funny...it could just be coincidence, but I was watching a video on my Zune HD where a camera gets smashed into pieces because someone accidentally fell and crashed into it.

Ha....Ha....Ha.....*starts getting paranoid* Don't LEAVE ME ZUNE HD, I NEED YOU TO PLAY MUSIC.

Music, when you close your eyes and listen to it, and depending on the theme of the song, can really help with imagination.....Anyway, done with that dream.

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08.22.2012

Biology Teacher and Facebook (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Finally we're getting somewhere related to the password experiment.....because there's no way in hell that I want to even be near that professor I had...ever...again...

I go inside of a classroom, the size of it alone feels like I'm in Middle School or High School. There's the dark blue carpet mixed and drowning other small colors, light colored walls, and adequate lighting on top. I look over to someone on my right, and it's him.

Let's call my previous professor "M." M looked over to me, started to lighten up his mood a bit, and he's actually enthusiastic to see me. Ha ha ha......right...

I start putting on that horrible facade of tolerating others that I cannot stand to be around, and decided I might as well be nice around the guy. He was telling me a few things, but I was being distracted holding two sheets of something.

It looked like tracing paper, it had the slight opacity that you would see in them, but it could've been overhead transparency sheets as well. There was something written and drawn on it, and it looks like==================== that I wanted to show to the participants in my attempts to find them.

After going through the two sheets back and forth, I put them down, and M asked me if I could log onto Facebook for him. I wanted to ask him why, but just gave a questionable expression on my face and went around his desk. I think he already has the site open for me, and that's all I remember.


EDIT:

Oh, and about the Zune HD dream, I was headed for the Biochemistry Department to send a letter for my adviser, and my sunglasses fell off while I tried to put them on while riding my bicycle. The moment that happen, I chuckled to myself on how this was just like the dream, except it was hot as hell out here.

08.05.2012

College Appointment (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm inside of a room, and it seems to be a hotel, and not my apartment. It seems my mother and father are both in here as well...looool.

Anyway, while I'm looking through some random papers, I think it somehow reminds me of the appointment that I can set up to switch my classes before the year starts. I think I'm going inside of a room to change or something, and my father passes by, and I tell him that I have to go somewhere to find what classes I need to change.

I thought he would say something negative, but it seems he keeps clear and just nods. I think my mother gets worried about the funding that I'll be getting for college. I get annoyed by this quickly, and I find some small random video clip that should convince her to ease her paranoia.

The same clip involved Elie from Rave Master, and then some random female voice declaring that college funding isn't really all that bad or something like that. I tell my mother to listen to that video clip when she can, and she leaves.

I noticed the carpet is red, and there are two beds as well, and the walls are white as well.

This is the part below I'm confused on whether or not it belongs in this dream plot.

It automatically changes to night time, and I'm riding my bicycle along the bicycle lane slowly. I reach an intersection, and look left and right for any cars coming, but it's clearly obvious that this place is empty of traffic.

Even the traffic lights have shut off, but I still make sure to check. There's a few randomly generated DCs walking on the sidewalks as well, and for some I had a weird hunch would look similar to people in waking life if I paid attention to their presence.

I turn to the left, and keep riding until I get on the street that will lead me to the Sbisa building. The dream setting suddenly gets brighter. I go into a random building, and it's a long stairway going up. I go up a few levels, and then see a girl with black hair. She's wearing a white shirt and blue jeans, she's petite, and is Hispanic.

She looks a lot like a girl named Olivia that rode the same buses I did in Middle School and even in High School. She's chasing boys, literally, but I don't know what factors she's using to do so in the first place. I feel bad for her in a way, and I quickly went up to her, put my hand slowly on her shoulder and declared that she shouldn't put herself in a position like this.

I know I felt bad for her, but I don't think my words matched to the situation, but either way, I smiled at her, even though she didn't look at me, and I walked away.

After that, I can't remember anything.

07.21.2012

Kicked in the Chest (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm inside of a house, and there's a beautiful dark skinned woman. She's wearing an orange shirt long sports pants, but they are so baggy, she most likely was wearing them to hide her actual curves. I was trying to be nice to her, but when I got closer to her, her face turns from normal to pissed off within a matter of seconds.

I believe she kicks me in the chest and mouths me off, and I'm just resting there on the floor wondering what I did wrong. The dream resets, and I see her again, and it takes a few resets in order for her to calm down.

When I meet her one more time, I told her quickly that I wasn't going to do anything sexual to her at all. She looks at me carefully, but she finally turns around and doesn't consider trying to hurt me again.

She was so beautiful though that it was very hard trying to refrain from being sexual around her. It's like she had a strong sexual aura all over, and it started to become torture for myself if I continued to be around this beautiful and sexy woman.

Ugh.....first time I've seen a woman in my dreams pissed off at me and assaults me, and I slightly feel the pain from it as well....

Why do you have to be mean to little old me? T___T

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07.21.2012

Bike Riding (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

It's hard to know which dream came first, but a gut feeling tells me the bike riding came first.

I'm riding my bicycle at a section of my University, and maybe 15 feet away from me to my left is a section to lock your bicycle at the bicycle rack. It seemed it already rained, because as I'm riding near the curb before reaching the bicycle rack, small streams of water start bursting out, and the surface was wet all over.

I kept my left foot on the left pedal, and stood up really quick to shift the right side of my body to the left side of the bike. Then I decided to bend down, while still having my whole body on the left side of the bicycle, and then pressed the handbrakes as much as I can.

I finally get off the bicycle, and I think someone tries to talk to me by first saying, "Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeey!"

But I ignored them for some reason.

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07.21.2012

Horse Riding and Torso Healing? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

My torso feels weird in this dream, it's as if I'm going through stages of getting it healed and stable if that makes any sense?

There's a flash black background with words in yellow font with a red outline I believe that shows how close I am in getting my dream torso region stabilized. I'm also riding a majestic white horse, and it takes a while for me to get used to riding this thing, but I start feeling connected with this horse for some reason.

I decided to put my faith into it that it will carry me where I needed to go, even though I don't know where I'll be going. There was a small rope like material that I would tug a little bit if I wanted it to speed up a little.

I did this a few times, but the horse did not make any changes in its speed, so I tugged it even harder, and it finally complied with my action. I think I rub the horse gently to show that I'm glad that it followed my request for it to go faster.

I can hear the sounds of it beating the ground while I'm resting my head on its warm neck. After a while, the horse stops, and I get off, and someone asks me if my torso was alright.

I said "Yes," and even told them that it was completely healed. They were surprised, but they responded that this was good.

Huh?

I don't remember how this person looked like who asked me the question.

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07.21.2012

Tennis Courts and Indoor Garden? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I believe I'm with someone, though I'm not sure who they are until later on, and even then, it was hard making a decent glance at them. The person I'm following is already way ahead of me, and I realize that I'm between two tennis courts.

To my right is two men playing, both Hispanic, and both wearing black clothing, or at least some type of dark clothing. It's dark outside, but there's decent lighting inside this weird Indoor Garden/Tennis Courts hybrid infrastructure.

The light sources are at the top corners of the building, like the corners of a square.

As for the guys' skills, they looked like they just play Tennis for fun. One of them literally pushes the ball when serving, or tries to randomly smash it down hard, only to put the ball off in a tangent away the service box.

They both turned around to realize that the tennis balls were outside, and they asked me if I could help they get it. I saw one tennis ball was still inside, and pointed to them to pick that up. They said thanks, and I just ignore helping them get the other one.

There was someone on the left tennis court who could help them, and it looked like their tennis buddy who was picking up the tennis balls for them while they're playing.

When I get closer to the person I'm following, I believe it's my mother. The material that supports the composition of the building is very weird. It's made of a very thin plastic, like when you buy those water bottle packs and try to pierce a hole with your thumb.

(That's actually a bad idea because I recently tried that and I made some weird movement with my thumb and it hurt a lot. :c )

I use my fingernails to pierce the plastic material of the building in order to climb up a little to get some plant or vegetable hanging on top of some small surface. My mother suggested that we go outside to make sure I'm climbing on the right section.

I go down to surface again, go outside, and it looks like I can just jump up or something to get whatever vegetable that I needed.

I don't know why I needed to get the vegetable in the first place.....

07.05.2012

Obama and Sneezing (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm walking in a High School, I don't have a shirt on, and I feel kind of disturbed about this, but I never really looked down to see how my stomach looked like. I'm passing through a small hallway on the side of a cafeteria.

I think I went to get something from my bicycle, not sure what it was. I go back inside the school with a shirt on, it was white and the pictures and words were a bit degraded. I would say it's exactly like the white shirt I have in waking life that has some of the plastered picture chipped off.

I go upstairs, walking at a reasonable rate, and once I reach the top, I see Obama. I pretty much treat this as a normal thing and continued by going left. I think I had to go to the bathroom to blow my nose or something.

There's a small dream shift to where some dream character who looks like he's a bully is showing me something. He isn't trying to bully me, in fact, he looks like he's trying to become friends with me. He was a little creepy looking for me, but I didn't really mind him being around.

He eventually goes away, and then I get some brown paper towels, and I start blowing my nose really hard.

Surprised I didn't wake up with snot.

I get more paper towels because I feel that most of it didn't come out, even though I had the sensation that most did come out already. Guess I wanted to double-check.

I look at myself in the mirror, but not my whole visage. I already had my head up to see what's inside of my nose. There's this huge white blob inside, and I wanted other people to see it for some odd reason.

And then I see Obama again at some point in this dream again, but I had the same passive reaction as before.

OH MY GOD GUYS, LOOK AT THE SNOT IN MY NOSE!! ISN'T IT COOL?

...................................what a shit dream.

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07.05.2012

Jumping on Panels (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I only remember jumping down on some panels, and some moved around a bit. The bottom was an abyss, and I had situations where I almost get into the abyss itself.

When that happened, I think the dream resets to a certain point. Then I remember seeing someone like Spike from Cowboy Bebop and I think Naked or Solid Snake from the MGS series.....

Boring.

[COLOR="#483d8b"]I'm standing at the end of the road in my home village, there are like 2 or 3 other people with me. I think we have our bikes with us as well.[/COLOR][COLOR="#2e8b57"] I tell myself that this is a dream and it suddenly gets really unstable, I think I'm[/COLOR] awake. I stay still and soon drift off to some other dream I don't remember.

06.20.2012

Sasuke's Ultimate Attack (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

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Lol, this Ultimate Attack was so funny....


Alright, I'm watching Sasuke Uchiha from Naruto Shippuden face Orochimaru again, and he already has Orochimaru trapped in some kind of Susanoo hand that's starting to form from the bottom of his feet.

The hand gets bigger and bigger and eventually contains Orochimaru almost completely. As the hand or whatever part this glowing violet aura is getting close to reaching completion, I think I stepped on a wire.

The Susanoo starts degrading......LOL, it needs a power outlet.

LMFAO, what kind of ultimate attack is that if you need an electrical outlet???

Instead of almost rolling on the floor laughing, I quickly plug the plug back into the outlet.

Lmaooooooo.

I forget what happens next, but I guess Sasuke succeeds.

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06.20.2012

Riding my Bicycle (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm riding a bicycle, and it seems to be the one I use in waking life, but I didn't pay too much attention to verify that. Someone says my bicycle is for little kids basically, and I get a little mad because the size would be too much for little children anyway.

I ignore the person who tells me this, and I continue riding until I reach an intersection. I wait for the Walk sign to turn on, and I go on the wrong lane (left side). Someone else was doing it, which prompts me to do so as well.

I didn't hear any honking from the busy traffic, so I guess the logic of the America road system was eradicated in this dream. I continue riding my bicycle on the left lane, and see a car coming up.

I quickly shift to the extra lane to the left, and let it pass. After that, I presume I continue riding on the left lane.

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06.20.2012

Age Regression? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm following some tall male in the dream, but I can't see him at all. Seems we're at some party, and it's very dark outside. There's quite a few people here as well. Some are already leaving to come home, and some are coming through the garage that is open to enter through the door where one section of the party is held.

While I'm following this guy, I think I see some small hairball with a small piece of transparent tape on it. I don't know how it appears, but I quickly throw it somewhere else. The guy I'm following says we're going to get something to eat, probably because the food in the party sucks or some weird excuse, not too sure.

I think I see my mother, lol.

Okay, she's wearing a black dress I believe, and I can't see much of her visage because it's dark outside, but the guy said she was my mother, I think.

The car we go inside of is dark red, and it seems the seats were flooded with water a little, but it didn't bother either of us. I wanted to ask this random dude I still don't know who I'm following where we are going to eat, but I kept quiet.

For some reason, I felt like I was a 6 year old child in this dream, it's like some kind of age regression occurred at some point here.

I think the guy said I could go anywhere I would like to eat, and I made a joke and said,

"Let's go to Canada and eat at Tim's." (The Tim Hortons place)

I don't know how I came up with that as an initial joke, but I acknowledged to the man that I was merely joking. I have my elbow on the side of the door of the passenger's seat, and look through the window as the night starts to fade away and early morning makes itself apparent.

That's all I remember.

I don't think the male was my father, it was definitely someone else. But the fact that I didn't even see his visage or any signs of obvious physical attributes annoys me a bit.

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06.20.2012

Wolf Armor (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

It seems I'm playing Runescape, but how I'm experiencing it is weird. It feels I'm controlling the character while moving at the same time simultaneously.

I think I'm killing some Greater Demons, or some kind of weird dark red monster that was way taller than I was, at least for the character I was playing.

Then I see someone wearing a Wolf Mask, along with some weird looking armor. It was black and had gold trimming, but this armor was only placed on the elbows and the needs of the person. The person had a wolf-like body, a skinny torso and slightly wider hips.

You could say that it was like a Lucario from pokemon, just for the body structure, not the face. The person in this wolf form was attacking another player who was trying to kill Tormented Demons in Runescape.

Wow, that would be a horrible experience for the player being attacked because Tormented Demons uses all three forms of attacks: Mage, Range, and Melee. Just keeping track of which protect prayer to use to make yourself invincible to the attacks of the Tormented Demons is one thing, but if you add that player attack him, it makes it even more complicated.

I don't know what happens to the Runescape character, but I assume he got destroyed pretty quickly. I remember the wolf-like character doing constant verticle flips and even floated in the air while rotating when he attacked the player.

Crazy.

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06.20.2012

Age Regression Part 2 (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Seems I feel like my age in this dream now, and I think I see the guy I'm following a little better now. I believe he's wearing a blue dress shirt with black slim corporate type of pants.

He's shaking his head about something, and I think I tell him that there's some other way we can approach the matter that I forgot about.

DJ Log: June 12, 2012 – 8:00AM (USA Eastern)
• NON-DREAM • NOTES • DREAM • LUCID •

I am bicycling up the mountain road with my brother to go pick up my box truck which I left behind a few days ago. Along the way, we stop and pick up some bamboo, then go down a narrow dirt lane. I tell him that I parked it back here near one of the ponds. We arrive at the truck and find that the parking pull-off is flooded and it is up to its frame in flood water.

DJ Log: May 25, 2012 – 6:30AM (USA Eastern)
• NON-DREAM • NOTES • DREAM • LUCID •

I am walking through a bicycle junkyard, looking for a different set of handlebars for my bike. I sit on a couple different bikes to check out the handlebars and the last bike I sit on turns into a flying bike. I fly over the junkyard while looking around, then wake up

Of course, flying around on a bicycle is perfectly normal, so I certainly would not become lucid.

05.15.2012

Just walking and chilling (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm walking in the back alley or some remote and quiet area was what seemed like a city beyond my view. I start spacing out a bit, and as I'm walking, something doesn't feel right. I nose plus reality check, and I can breathe through my nose.

Instead of getting too excited, because I know there were so many things I could've done, especially with the city that would be apparent if I had been able to stabilize a little bit longer.

I believe I was wearing dark or blue jeans, alone with a white dress shirt with short sleeves, and there really thin black lining on it going vertically or horizontally.

It could've just been the shade, but yeah, I saw myself in third person view for a while, like seeing myself and looking up from the ground, and then I established a first person view again.

The area I'm in, it had a huge contrast compared to the city that would appear if I moved a bit further.

I'm going to take a moment to describe the feeling and the environment around me, since there's not much going on except me focusing only on the external.

When I realized that I was dreaming, my hands were extending out in front of me, and my eyes slowly opened. It was completely dark at first, but I could still see the city from beyond exhibiting a very bright energy.

The place I'm in had this sense of calmness despite it being a little dark, it was just dark enough for it to be considered as shade compared to the city out there.

There were small hues of purple on the skyscrapers I was walking through. When I looked up in third person view, these skyscrapers were huge, and I literally so the point of view from above as if I'm zooming in my perspective at a certain point.

I said that now because in waking life, it isn't like that, normally, I would only see this rule being applied loosely in things like How-To-Draw that include a section on perspective and everything.

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05.15.2012

I just want to freaking sign my Signature!!! (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This dream happened after the lucid I had. I heard the alarm play the two times I set it for the late morning.

I honestly don't know how I'm remembering all of this, but hey, if my mind is giving me the experience back again...no use complaining!

And I really need to start describing my dreams more and more, really helps with linking things back together.

I'm riding my bicycle at University Drive in College Station, and I believe I'm wearing something related to the sleeveless cardigan sweater I was wearing in waking life (because it was kind of cold in the morning, and I didn't want that to interfere with me trying to go into a dream).

I also had a orange shirt under it as well. In my mind, I was wondering if I should head over to Jin's Asian Cafe around here, but I already passed the road to get to it from University Drive.

Then I decided that I should just go ahead and go the extra length to get there. I stop at the intersection at University Drive, turn to the right, pass through whatever eating areas were there, only focusing on going to Jin's Asian Cafe.

I believe at one point while riding on the University Dr., I was waiting for a few people to pass by, but I got impatient, and there was a round curb.

There was the metal pole that would be the support for the stoplights above on the left, and I saw that there was a little space I could ride my bicycle through, and if I timed it right, I could dash through the people walking slowly without bumping into them.

I managed to riding into that tight space, and then....I saw this girl.

Not your ordinary girl, compared to the rest of the dream characters in this dream, at least the females, she was completely different, and although I shouldn't focus too much on her, seeing as I didn't really care about anyone in the dream because I was hungry (talk about biological needs....hahahaa).

Anyway, she had black hair, and it had a shine to it that made it looks so realistic and full of depth. I believe she was wearing black lipstick or dark red lipstick as well. She wore one of those Black trench coats, probably because it would be better at resisting the slightly cold weather in the environment.

I know I started to feel cold the moment I saw more dream characters wearing jackets as well, not all of them did though.

Anyway, back to the girl, when I almost ran into her with my bicycle, she freezes and is in a slight shock.

We both gaze into each others eyes for a while, and even though it only happened for a split second, something tells me that she was trying to get my attention by randomly appearing and accidentally bump into me, go through that whole "Oooh I'm so sorry" phase and introduce each other like how Mako had the Moped accident with Asami in the Legend of Korra.

Loooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooool
I just know those two characters are going to reach a conflict and have some kind of dramatic breakup...the potential is just SITTING RIGHT THERE!!!! No chick that hot would just randomly go up to a guy and go out with him without having some kind of mischievous plan....right?? /legend of korra rant

But nope it wasn't like that, I managed to just barely stop myself from accidentally ramming into her with my bicycle by stomping my right foot on the ground, since only one side of the brakes (the right side I'm presuming) was working.

(And it's like that for the bicycle I have in waking life...).

I just treated her like she was just a random dream character, I get on the bicycle lane, and then as I'm going to head right, (sorry, I'm back tracking again because I remembered more events as I was typing this out) I have to stop AGAIN to wait for another slow walker going through the lane for walkers when the light showed up for them.

I tried to restrain myself from getting pissed off, but this dude was being slow, and I don't know what's up with random people like the lady in the black trench coat suddenly being in my way.

But I couldn't take it anymore, I screamed,

"GOD WHY ARE SOME PEOPLE SO SLOW?!!??!!?"

I knew the guy registered my rage towards the general people, but I was trying to indirectly tell him that, and I knew he heard me. Yes, you fucking heard me, but he looks down the ground and tries not to look at me.

I look at him in rage, then shifted my attention back to turning right from University Drive (again, sorry for the back tracking there). Anyway, as I'm riding down to another stop sign, there aren't a lot of cars around the small intersection, so I immediately take a right.

I'm riding, and the road itself to the right had a slight slope to it. It wasn't bothersome, but I felt that was I'm trying harder and harder to pedal the bicycle, the gears might make that weird shift, and that sound where you know it's trying to go to the right level might occur.

But I kept going, despite it being difficult to ride the bicycle. I finally reach Jin's Asian cafe, and now, I had to find a place to lock my bicycle in place. There weren't any bicycle rails to do so, and I saw one bicycle on my right lock their bicycle around some small pole.

I turn to my left, and I see some weird furniture on the parking lot, but I ignore this, like I normally do. I can't remember where I lock my bicycle, but I'm sure I found some area, because I wouldn't be caught dead without my bicycle if I'm using it.

I go inside the restaurant, and I see an Asian lady who looks similar to the one I normally see there at the store, the shy and quiet type. She's not really all that enticing, but she has a nice and kind behavior in waking life.

However, the one in this place was kind of cute, though my recall on her complete visage is slightly blurry.

I take a moment to sit down, and there are other people who are waiting for their To-Go meals as well. The environment was kind of tricky to analyze and test my reality and all, since I'm not really used to the area in waking life because I only went there a few times recently before leaving to go home.

It takes me a while to realize that I didn't order anything To-Go as yet, so I quickly get up to the counter, and tell the lady that I would like Sweet and Sour Chicken with Fried Rice.

She asked,

"Anything else?"

I respond, "Ummmm, how much would it cost if I wanted to have the cheesecake as well?"

She inputs some information down on the cash register,

"$2.50"

Not to make myself look like some guy who knows too much about the prices of this area, I do know that cheesecake was definitely not that cheap in this restaurant, it's actually $3.99 in waking life because I remembered the pink menu I got from them in the mail.

I find it funny that I'm aware of that in waking life, despite not being aware of other things....I guess when it comes to food, I have a better awareness for these things, hahaha....hmmm that could be good practice for dream awareness, but again I might be oblivious and ignore those subtle alterations.

Anyway, instead of doing a reality check, I said "Okay" with a slight smile, and she tells me the price for everything in general, and I forgot how much.

I would assume it's over 12 bucks in total, at least, since the Sweet and Sour Chicken would be $9.65 including tax alone, again, there I go again with remembering the exact price in waking life! XD

I check my wallet, and it looks exactly like my wallet, except my debit card isn't there, but I wasn't too worried about that since I knew beforehand in this dream somewhere, that I had over 20 bucks. I know I had at least one ten dollar bill, 2 five dollar bills, and a few 1 dollar bills as well.

I take a while to decide I'm going to give my money, because I wouldn't want to use a ten if I could use the the two five dollars along with the several one dollar bills. I forget what I decided to do, and just hand the lady the money.

She inputs the amount on the register, and takes out the receipt and I have to sign it.

That's another thing I didn't pay attention to, because I would only have to sign it if I used a debit card, but not cash....oh well. Something to work on next time, I guess.

I go ahead and sign it anyway, and I'm doing pretty well signing my name in a dream on a receipt, except when I tried to sign my last name. I wrote something completely different in cursive.

Instead of asking the employee for another receipt to sign, I cross out the random last name I put, and tried to put my actual last name this time, but the pen started to run out of ink.

Ugh....DAMN IT!!!! Always happening when I really freaking need a pen...I changed my pissed off demeanor back to a neutral state and told the cash register lady that the pen isn't working. She looks up at me, and I give her the empty pen, and she gives me a new one probably.

After this, things start getting a little TOO dramatic. I can't remember much during the transition phase, but there's some old man who is wearing a light brown suit along with a white dress shirt underneath it, and he's also wearing a light brown cowboy hat as well. As for the pants, I can't remember how they looked, and prefer not to look down there anyway.

It seems he's annoyed that some order of his isn't getting through, and he's a little TOO angry, because there are other people waiting for their To-Go orders as well....man...old people....

I don't mean to disrespect them or anything, but wow, after him getting pissed off, it was kind of annoying because it was distracting me from getting this fucking signature signed on the receipt! After indulging in the moment with this man's rage, I turn my back, and then I heard a cock of a weapon..

Are you fucking kidding me old man...you're THAT impatient over an order that hasn't gone through for you as yet?

He's not aiming the gun at me, but I silent turn my head and see that he's holding an old-school revolver. He starts getting more confident, obviously since he has a gun. I'm not sure if I had a gun in my dream, and I would assume I wouldn't anyway since I'm going somewhere remote and humane like this restaurant.

The guy starts threatening the staff members, and I'm just like......annoyed by this point, even though I should be scared because this guy was being a bit sporadic and could've sublimate some of that rage towards me.

God damn it, why can't I just sign my fucking signature!!!!!@$%@#%$

That's all I remember unfortunately...I know I had another dream after or before the lucid I had at least, but it really doesn't matter...I hope..