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Oct.16 - I was in a class. We were working on some papers - crossword puzzles. I finished mine. Someone took the paper from me and tuned it towards me, so I can read it. I saw the word LUCID kinda zoomed out from the paper. Didn't make me lucid.

Oct.17 - I was looking up some info on a hospital on the net. Then was in the store, picking binoculars, that had ability to see in dark.

Oct.18 - nap 2pm-5pm. I was in a big house, that was balanced in the middle and then it tipped over.
My mom visited me, she drove to me by car (she doesn't drive IRW), I told her not to drive back at night. There were crooks talking people into giving them money, I found proof of it in a deep crevice between tipped over house and the hill.
Bedtime 10pm - woke up at 5am with a dream - I was in the dream incubation place

Oct.20 - visiting family abroad in a huge house. I was flying around.

My dream last night was non-lucid and a dream fragment.

I was sitting in my Chemistry class with a friend of mine. I use her phone to get online. Well, I haven't spoken to my boyfriend in nearly eight months because our families are dead set on us being seperated.

Well, fifth period comes and I can't find my friend to give her, her phone back so I take it, planning to give it to her at lunch.

I get online and go to the website I want and half scream, scaring the teacher and my classmates. The reason was that I had five messages. I don't really talk to anyone on said site so having so many was really weird.

The messages were all from my boyfriend and I talk to him the entire time, neglecting my school work since I know I can easily make it up. When I get to lunch I tell my friend about it and give her phone back.

It was one of those dreams that tend to end up as a deja-vu moment. All I know is I really want it to become a deja-vu moment. Whether it happens or not is anyone's guess.

Wishful thinking I suppose.

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[MILD/WBTB]
[Woke up after 6 1/2 hours of sleep (8pm-2.30am, stayed up on PC about 20 min, went back to bed, thought about LDing, meteor shower and my upcoming class reunion, did some "Am I dreaming" and looking at my hand and saying my mantras. Fell asleep shortly after 4am). Woke up immediately after getting ½ way to LD at 4.45am].

Dream:
It's at night and I'm at my class reunion. I'm talking to my friends for a little while. Then I'm in adjacent room with big wall full of windows. Suddenly I see a huge bolide streaking through the skies from right to left. It's beautiful. I see some hills on the left and I know if I don't get higher, I will loose this meteorite behind the hill. Suddenly I feel as I was on a see-saw. I'm slowly lifting in the air without any effort and slowly coming back to ground. I do this couple of times. Then instead of coming back down, I keep going higher. Feels good but I'm surprised and I look up asking myself "wow, how high is this ceiling?". "I'm dreaming". My hand comes into view and looks almost normal, except mi middle finger is little longer than it should be. I realize that from this point it could go either way - turn lucid or continuing with regular dream. So I start willing my finger to stretch longer while repeating to myself "I'm dreaming, I'm dreaming, I'm dreaming." I'm still high all the way to the ceiling.
I get scared of the dark and wake myself up. Man, I wish I wasn't such a scaredy-cat.

I had the coolest non-lucid ever last night. Unfortunately it took such a long time to come back to me that by the time I remembered I wasn't near anything I could write it down on. Anyway, here's what I can remember, 10 hours later.

I was in a dark room with some other "students," all sitting at different tables. I was in a corner near a window, which was too dark to see out of. On the table there were a few cards with different pictures on them. I experimented with a card that had a picture of a snowflake and some tomato looking fruit on the table. The card floated above my hands and I focused really hard on it. The fruit began to freeze and the snowflake lifted off the card into the air. It began to undo itself so I concentrated really hard. It froze solid and dropped to the table.

I was amazed, so I decided to try the fire card. The same thing happened, but instead there were orange orbs lifting out of the card. The fruit lit on fire, but both instances were on a small scale, so the fire went out as the fruit dropped to the table.

Next thing I knew I was in the car with my parents. I showed them what I learned, and neither seemed to be amazed with it, even though I was. I called it alchemy, although it was more like regular magic than alchemy.

Went to bed at 5 am put alarm at 10 am. I woke up naturally on 8 am. Still tired, headache and i didn't recall a thing. Then i did nomad's trance recall and i remembered fragments from this lucid dream i just had. :O

Dream #1

I recall myself doing very short mantras last night. And visualizing practice. I kind of recall doing a reality check in my dream while riding a bike. Took me about 2 minutes to determin if i was actually dreaming or not. I went flying. At first i fell like i was gonna fall but then i just remembered to float instead of fly and it worked. I flew around little houses . I remember being on the ground again and prowling around looking for stuff to do. I climbed over a wall into a backyard and as i was doing that i was thinking if sex would really be the same in a dream. The last thing i remember is that there was a naked girl with tiny titties sitting across of me. She gave me instructions on what to do. She said, touch my right boob like this and say Yes. If you touch my left boob like this you have to say No. And you have to say it like this ; Noooooooooooooo.
I touched her left boob and said Noooooooo. And i woke up. i think.


Went back to bed after a shower. fragments again.
Dream #2

I was riding my bike and i ran into my friend's dad Hassan who was also riding a bike. He told me "It's about time you get a job already. You can come work at my place we need you there." I said "now? I'm just headed to school right now i can't go with you."
He hesitated and said well it's up to you but we could really use you. I said fine. Nevermind school let's go. I was still contemplating in my mind if i really wanted to do this cus he does have a big restaurant now and they almost only serve meat products. Not sure if i'm up for frying them all day.
Anyway i joined him and the next thing i recall is riding my bike coming from the restaurant's direction towards school. I thought i was with Hassan riding besides me but when i'm thinking of this scene i remember a really big and broad black man riding besides me. Possibly with sunglasses.
There was something really cool about this guy and when i was riding on the Boschdijk there where youth's from school walking around the sidewalks and i saw a lot of people looking at him in awe.

I remember fragments of being at school once. Taking a seat in the middle of the class. Alone.
I was at home and i was telling my mom about my dream with Hassan. I said that he got a job for me. Even tho i only dreamed it im pretty sure he really wants me to work there.

Then i remember going into class again. We where outside going into a Bus. Our classroom was located in a bus. (not 100% sure.. but i think so, atleast something like a bus) I went to sit next to Inge. One seat behind where i sat last time. Atleast i thought i was going to sit next to her cus then i realized i sat next to another girl and Inge was sitting next to her.

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

Notes:
Another dream with Gale Boetticher in it... Must have been because I missed the new episode of Breaking Bad on Sunday...

In this dream, it was sometime between afternoon and evening - the sky was still light, but it was beginning to adopt a pale orange tint. I was in a relatively sparse forest with very tall and skinny trees. They looked like the kind of trees that had been burned and killed by a forest fire; the ends of their branches were flimsy and almost crispy-looking, and the bark of the trees themselves was fairly dark, but not quite bordering on black. The trees had a few leaves here and there but not many. There was probably one tree for every fifteen feet of groundspace.

I was a young gray owl, and I was one of five or six other owls (of different species) who were in school taking flying lessons from a grumpy old teacher owl. I can't remember details about any specific birds except the teacher; he had slightly scraggly brown feathers, and longer ear 'tufts' on his head. The group was flying in place, in a circle all facing each other, at the side of one tree in the forest, which must have been at an altitude of about 70 feet above the pine-and-wood covered dirt ground. Myself, I was in the hollow of a tree that was right near theirs; the hole was only five feet higher than the group. Because of this, I was looking down on them. When the dream started, my dream-self knew that I was ditching class because the teacher wasn't friendly; he wasn't letting the owls eat until class was over, which I didn't like. So, I wanted to stir things up.

I saw the group, positioned about ten feet away from me. I looked at them and suddenly saw a perfectly round owl pellet whizz towards the hole and past my head; they were using it to practice catching things with their feet while flying at the same time. The sudden appearance of the pellet didn't surprise me, although I definitely would've jumped in real life. Without taking my gaze away from the class, I grabbed the ball with my foot (although I cant remember if it was an owl's foot) and as soon as I did this, the teacher somehow realized where I was.

"Puffin, get down here now!" he roared in a grumpy but non-intimidating fashion, but I just laughed to myself and put the pellet down. I then kicked my foot hard into the inside of the hole, which sent three moths, each having a different color - pale orange, mint green, and light blue - flying towards the class. The moths' wings looked normal at first glance, but then upon closer inspection, the wings were upside-down! As usual, I didn't notice this anomaly. I was just thinking about how sending food out to the class, moths, would surely piss the teacher off!

I looked away from the class as soon as the moths got further away from the tree; I didn't see or hear a reaction at all. A few moments later, I decided to land on the ground.

I walked up to the edge of the hole and let gravity pull me over the edge; I dropped out of the hole, flapping my grey wings (which were still rather small because I wasn't very old) a few times to slow the fall a bit, and started to coast forward. I landed at least forty feet away from my tree, as a result of the coasting. I had completely forgotten about the class of owls now; it's as if they weren't even there. Sometime during the flight, the forest had seamlessly changed from a sparse one to a slightly denser and lively forest, with pine and sycamore trees that actually looked normal, leaves and all. I'm not sure if I was seeing from an owl's small perspective while in the tree, but I was definitely seeing through it now; the trees were very big compared to me. Anyways, the pieces of wood chips, pine needles and dirt on the ground looked large, which was pretty realistic for my size. I walked a few small steps forward and my feet sunk down into the materials a bit, because the sheet of them covering the forest floor was not one solid thing, but many pieces.

As soon as I stopped walking, I heard a woman's voice say, "what are you doing? Theres dangerous owls here, like this one!" As the last sentence started, an owl's face suddenly flashed in front of my vision, filling it up for a few instances. It was in the animation style of the owls from the film Legend of the Guardians, but with slightly less less feather detail. The owl was dark grey, with feathers that became lighter around its eyes and beak, and it had intimidating-looking red eyes that gradated to black in the center of each one. When the vision faded, it was almost juxtapositioned by a friendly-looking grey owl, who was probably a bit less than twice my own height. He was standing bot ten feet away from me; the forest around us remained unchanged. I knew that this owl was my friend; I enjoyed doing things with him and trusted him completely. He looked like the owl from the vision with grey feathers that got lighter around his face, but his eyes were normal-looking. There was no connection between him and the other owl I'd just seen; no premonition or a dangerous air to him; it was just strange and random dream behavior.

He said something friendly to me, although I cannot remember what wit was. We exchanged words a few times in a conversation I don't recall at all, and then I looked to my immediate left.

I was right next to a rectangular house (probably 50x20 feet) that had white siding, slightly stained in places with tree sap and other yucky things. The whole thing was raised five or six feet by a wooden lattice foundation; this foundation had black mesh behind it so I couldn't see behind it and under the house. The house also had a deck-like ramp made of pine wood going up the front of it, starting on the ground at the left and ending at the right. On the right, where the ramp ended about five feet above the ground (where the bottom of the house met the foundation), was a single white door with a square screen in the upper half. There was a small white-paned window a few inches to the left of the door, and it was divided into four equal sections by a thinner white windowpane; finally, it was screened with black mesh, just like the door. I couldnt see through it. I was in front of the house from where I was standing, the other owl a few feet down and slightly past the house. We both turned towards the house and started to walk up the ramp. During this, my height seamlessly changed to my normal human height of approximately 5.4", and the owl I just spoke with just vanished when I looked away from him and at the house. For the rest of the dream, he was nowhere to be found.

As I got to the top of the ramp, which was actually much steeper than it appeared to be when I was just looking at the house, I saw Gale Boetticher from the (awesome) television series Breaking Bad standing right outside the door. He was wearing a casual, button-down yellow shirt that had pineapple-colored criss-crossing lines, making a regular pattern of small squares. He was also wearing olive khakis and brown sandals; the outfit as a whole looked very normal.

Gale then looked at me and said, "excuse the mess." His voice was very similar to the actual character. He then smiled a bit as if to welcome me to his house, and pushed lightly on the white door. It swung open slowly and without making a noise, even though he pushed very lightly on it. I knew I was going to be discussing business plans with him, although what type of business I don't know; the dream gave no hints. The dream ended once the door fully opened, and before I went in.

I've joined an art class. The class is located in a 'portable', the same ones that were used in my elementary and junior high school. All the chairs and desks are cleared from the middle of the room.
We are painting with water colour and stencils. Somehow i know there is an online forum for the students to compare pictures and help choose projects.
The instructor is a tall eccentric guy with some raving red cargo pants and disheveled brown hair.

i am in a square room (normal). my whole class is lined up back-to the wall on all four sides.

we are taking turns reading our final projects out loud. we had to write/publish a poem that was as long as a book and printed in the same fashion.

i listen to a guy read his out loud. its plot follows a woman and her son.

my friend chellsye is next to me. i whisper for her to text heather because my phone died. they are good friends in my dream and she was already texting her.

outside of the room i am on a college campus. its a big field with little wood houses speckled around the area. there are tennis courts in the center.

i go to one house. these are like greek houses. i know a lot of bitches from my real high school are living here, but i am still curious as to what it looks like inside (i'm not sure if i want to go to this college or not)

there is a sign inside that says "9:00 pm sleep time/cannabis/meditation".

Somebody has taken me on a tour through my old schools, first primary school then secondary school.

I know a DC brought me here, i was walking through the fields of my primary school, eskdale, from the field we strolled onto the concrete/basket ball area. Everything is as it used to be there, the only thing is that its completely different these days so i should of known!
Im telling The DC that brought me about where i used to play etc.

Its really cloudy and quite dim lighting. I walk from the concrete up some steps that leads past a classroom, there is a long wall to my left, i used to play on it, i turn to this DC and explain the games we used to play. It is a very low wall, red bricks on the bottom and blue on the top, its only about 2ft high.
I walk a long the path and round the corner, took a left and headed towards a path, the path is going up a hill but also splits off to the right, in the middle there is a wall, in front and behind it are paths, the path from behind is higher up, and the path in front is below the wall.


Set up behind this wall is a table, and two chairs. Sat on them are a small child and a teacher, the child looks angry/upset. He has glasses and a bowl haircut. The teacher is an older woman, kinda chubby i guess?
I walk over and as the child what is wrong, he replies "I've been naughty, i have to sit here".... I laugh and reply with "Don't worry kid, i used to get in trouble all the time, ive spent ages on that wall" - the child giggles and smiles at me. the teacher seems to know me, she chuckles and nods.

I carry on, from this point on i am no longer with the DC/guide. I head up over the path and the scene changes into my secondary school.


I am walking up through the tennis courts, towards the technology block, now it is quite sunny and bright. I follow the path and walk through the red double doors, i turn left and walk up a few steps, i turn and knock on a read door, there is a sign on it that reads "STAFF ONLY". I hear shuffling and then a teacher opens the door, he has longish dark hair, brown shoes, black toruses and a blue shirt with a tie. I smile and say "Mr BRUCKSBY!!!" and offer out my hand for him to shake. He smiles back at me "Come in, Ben." i follow him through the door towards another classroom, i smile as i start to realise where i am. I open the classroom door and peak my head around, a few students that are close by turn and look at me. The room is full of computers, its the I.T classroom. The teacher is leaning over a student helping him out. He notices me, looks up, recognises me and then groans "oh god, what're you doing here?!" He laughs after he says this and i giggle to myself, "thats not nice Chan-man" i say. - It is a teacher i used to have called Mr Chan, he was quite a decent guy tbh.

I start to walk into the classroom. We begin to talk about our old lessons and he says that i was a brilliant guy, but i just never tried, i tell him that i didn't try because what he taught us wasn't I.T - he looks confused so i feel like i have to explain. I tell him "if i worked in I.T and i was asked to make a website, if i opened up Microsoft Publisher , i would just get laughed at." he agrees with me, im happy that he does.

Suddenly i look around and all of the Dc's turn into my old I.T class. This confused me at first but then we began to talk to them all.

Then i wake up.

First dream:
im at home living with my parents again, its night-time, pretty late and my parents are in bed. I have andrew, soph and some other DC round my house and we are watching tv, i am under my quilt cover its black on one side and silver underneath. I am sat on one of the reclining chairs my parents have, andrew is sat on the one next to me, soph is on my lap and the other DC is over on the sofa, i dont really get a good look at him/her.
(soph is my ex)

Soph keeps kissing and teasing me, trying to get me to make the others leave but for some reason im really into the tv program we are watching, she doesnt give in though. At one point she gets under the covers and Gives me some sneaky oral. I remember looking at her, shrugging and thinking "sweet!" (lol).
She is hiding it from the other Dc's.

Eventually i cave and decide its time andrew and the mystery DC leave so i can get down to it, i lead them to the door and they leave. My dad comes down the stairs and asks me what im up to. "Just had some friends over and they've left now" I tell him - there is a noise from the living room. "who is still here?" he asks, "oh thats soph, shes here too" i reply. He looks at me and says "thats not good ben, shes bad for you - she shouldnt be here" i sigh, "i know." dad goes back upstairs and soph comes rushing out of the living room, now she has to go. And she leaves.


Second Dream.
I am living with some of the cast from how i met your mother, Ted, Barney and lily. For some reason i am very close with Lily. We live in an apartment that is alot bigger than it seems, we are in a front room theres is a sofa, a couple of arm chairs and a tv. We are just lounging around and my mum comes round for a while. We are in a deep discussion about something but i cant remember what.

We decide to go outside and help a neighbour with her washing, This DC appears to be an elderly lady that i used to work with. The rest of the crew are helping her and i am standing in the road, i kick some litter about until they tell me she is my neighbour and i must help her out. So i do.

Third Dream:

I am at school, in the line for the dinner queue, im starving and planning what im going to have. there is a second queue over the other side of the hall, which doesnt seem to make sense, as i am wandering about this, a teacher walks over and tells me in this queue i can only buy one item. I begin to argue with her. "thats bullshit! I'm starving" she just repeats herself to me. I try to argue my case and tell her thats just ludicrous and nobody told me before i got into the queue. Eventually i just say to her "fuck this anyway, ill go over to the college cafeteria, there i can just push in the queue." She smiles and says "yeah, thats right."

I leave the queue and exit the hall, walk across the tennis courts with a random DC, i remember turning to her and saying "i can't believe that, i stayed in the queue with you all the way to the end even though i couldnt get anything!!" we both laugh.
I walk out onto the tennis courts and start to get really confused as to where i want to go or what i want to do.

I head over to a class room, enter and realise im late, i walk up to the teacher and he says something to me, that i cannot hear - i am suddenly aware that i am listening to my ipod. i take out one earphone and ask him to repeat what he said, he does and i still have no idea what he says. I take out the other earphone and say "im really sorry i couldnt hear you, got my deathmetal on full blast" and smile. He looks at me and says "thats cool, take a seat" and offers me his fist... I bump it and find a place to sit down.

Someone has saved a seat for me, i sit next to them but never really look at him/her.
After a while it seems we are cooking some sort of pudding, i find £15 in the bottom of the tray when we take the pudding out. a £10 note and a £5 note. i take the £5 note and offer the £10 note to my partner, who declines and says "thats not fair, theres only £10 there!" i am about to argue and draw the £5 note out of my pocket and its disappeared, and somehow a ripped up £5 note is in the bottom of the tray. "we could just split the £10?" my partner agrees.


Fragment of a 4th dream.

I see a school-friend Aimi come running out of some girls toilets in a bikini, her body was smokin'... I watch her until she is out of sight. We are in a club or something.

Class and Securing the Hill

I was in a class, but don't know what I was learning. We all chose net-books for the day. They were all unique.
One computer had a problem.

Dream skip?

I went to a grassy hill and was going to fight some machines. Everyone in my unit or on my team had a vehicle
that served as protection. I chose a place on the hill that offered protection from ahead and from behind.

These dreams repeated. When I went to class again, I knew one of the computers had a problem. I got the same
computer I had had before because I knew that one worked.

I saw some meat that had been flattened and salted. It was raw. I ate some and realized some how, not by the taste,
that the meat had been poisoned. I started to spit out the meat. Every time I spit, I had a lot more spit to spit out. I
spit enough to fill a baggie half way. I left the class.

I was on the hill again. Someone had a boa constrictor--possibly a red tail boa. It was about 8 feet long. They were letting it get very close to me. It was trying to bite me. Eventually I was trying to hold it anyway. I tried to get it behind the head, but being tired in waking life (I guess), I couldn't focus on it much. I ended up holding it by the tail and letting it crawl on the ground.

Then I was positioned on the hill again. My spot was now vulnerable from the rear. I didn't like that at all. I had a premonition that we would be attacked from the rear. I ended up in some kind of a room that was walled by tough, nylon strapping material. I had a machine gun. It was like a cross between an AK-47 and an AR-15. I liked having it. I shot about 15 bullets and then thought I should stop in case I hit someone. I wanted to get out of the room, so I started pulling the strapping and it was coming loose. Eventually I guess I did get loose with someone else who was in the room with me.

Then I was in a military aircraft. I was never in the military. We were preparing for something. I was trying to get my machine gun it a case because I didn't want to leave it, and I didn't want to walk around wherever I was going with an open machine gun.

One of the other guys with me, a superior I think, threw a jacket out of the plane. I was upset because I think it was my jacket. It was as though I wasn't supposed to keep the military property (including the gun). I quickly put on another jacket so as to claim it. That meant the jacket thrown out was someone elses.

OGF

I met a girl who looked like someone I used to date. I was my current age--she was the age I met her. I approached her nervous of how she would respond to what I wanted to tell her. I told her that I know I am much older, but I just wanted to tell her that she looked like an ogf. She looked exactly like her. I was in love.

Later, she responded more to my liking, and I became semi lucid, or at least controlled my dream. I started holding her. I was taking my time to go up her shirt because I was enjoying being with her, but I realized I may wake up soon, so I started going further up her shirt. I got so far as to feel where her breast started. I didn't go further because I wanted to save some of the enjoyment. I never got to feel her breast, but I was enjoying looking at her face too much.

(from a few nights ago. My mind can not handle the idea of not having work, or homework....)

I wake up and realize that I forgot I was a tutor for 3 weeks and have not been going to work. (new job stress?) No one has tried to contact me, no one has notified me, it must be a test of my dedication...
After a bunch of panicking I decide to go anyway and face whatever consequences their might be. I go and end up sitting in the back of the class and suffering through a horrible class. The kids are obnoxious, and someone I knew in high school Kevin C. is there making as much noise as he did in high school - _ - ug!

I control my emotions and as the class is leaving I say good bye and grab my stuff to go. The teacher who is a teacher I had last quarter Marc S. stops me and says "wait, we still need to paint!" I realize the room is unpainted wood, drywall and other materials. I run to get paint and a roller and find one in what looks like a large storage facility within the same building. I grab the roller and roll it throughly through the white paint in the paint tray. I lift it out and hold my hand under neath to keep it from dripping on the floor and quickly make my way back to the class room. I pick a wall to start on, and begin painting it. But the painter in the roller does not even have enough paint to make one go from the roof to the floor. I am astounded. I know full well how much of the wall it should have covered (too much time as a maintenance worker irl). I also realized that I should have brought the paint with me. (stress dream or no, these things are a given XD lol)

I go back to get it and run into someone I know Angela A. There are suddenly people making chocolate on a conveyer belt of some kind in the storage facility. She says "uh, chocolate! It is so bad for you." I turn to her and say "Except for you know, the bitter, actually healthy chocolate with not added sugars and stuff." She takes a moment to ponder the thought and then says in an extremely snobby way "mmmm...no! Chocolate is bad for you, if you read the nutrition info on the back you would know that." I go awol on her saying that she can be a douche all she wants but there is chocolate that IS healthy for you. She says "whatever" and walks away. I get the paint and bring it to the class.

I work until "class" is over, and decide to get further into the project during my maintenance shift. I go (dressed in cliche painting clothes) and get much further. It was like painting during a painting shift was somehow more effective. The teacher sees me and asks what I am doing. I tell him that I am continuing painting since I work here and all. He takes the roller from me and says that he now needs to re-do it. I am confused why painting at a different time makes the paint job somehow inadequate. He starts painting when I wake up.

irl: I am nearing the end of two weeks of break from work and school, I have not had a break in a long time, my mind can't handle it.

The dream starts with me realizing that I am not done with an assignment for a class. (SO original!) I wake up when at 8am, when then class starts and I start to finish up my assignment. It is a drawing of my roommates dog pidu, with some kind of writing on a separate page that I have to attach with string. Someone asks me if when I go to copy mine if I could copy theirs also. I realize the persons picture is much larger then mind and I realize that I did mine the wrong size. I decide that it will just have to be awesome enough for the size difference to be over looked. I spend some time adding shading and fine details to the piece and then go to make copies.

I open up the scanner and start on what now is a large stack of my classmates work to go through. It is slow but I get through it all and put it in a box. I pick up the box, and suddenly my entire dream becomes an 8-bit over view of me continuing the action. (Much like Zelda: Minish Cap that I have been playing rather non-stop ) I go to set the box on a table and accidentally throw it against the wall and it shatters. (a common occurrence for me irl in zelda games).

I now have no idea how I am going to explain to the teacher that I am two hours late, but also have no homework, or anyone else's homework. I freak out for awhile and then go to class. It turns out that the morning class I had was a different class, so at least I would be on time for the class I had no homework for.

It started out with me in my Effective Thinking class, the teacher asked who the only ones that needed to present still were. My partner got up and went in front of the class so I followed him. I looked down at my note cards and I was think "fuck, I don't want to give a presentation right now, this fucking sucks, but I have to for my grade.... wait a second, didn't I already give this presentation?" I tell the teacher, "we already presented, I distinctly remember doing it, and the grade we got on it, why are we going again?" She told me we hadn't presented yet, and thats when it hit me pretty hard, I said out loud "OHHHHHHHHHHH this is a dream!" I laughed about it and then said, "Well fuck this class, I'm gonna go explore."

Now again I have the option of what should I do? I decide I want my fucking gladiator battle already! So I decide I'm going to try searching for a gladiator arena. I walk out of the classroom into a hallway and began walking around thinking in my mind "I have to find the gladiator arena" trying to get myself to believe as much as possible that I'll find one. I walk outside the building and I don't see one anywhere, so I enter the building across from me with the hopes that when I exit it again on the other side, I might find the arena I'm looking for. While walking through the hallway I get a little bored and decide to fight someone while I continue on my search. I punch this random asian guy and he just run away. Then I see Brandon Street. I walk up to him and push him and say, "Let's fight!" I start throwing punches at him, but my blows land extremely soft. I do barely any damage and am a little confused by it. His blows are also coming at me in a sort of slow motion, and I easily dodge them, he doesn't even follow all the way through with his punches. So I put all my weight on my back foot and try to throw it all forward for the most powerful punch I can deliver. It still lands soft and not much happens, he throws one a bit faster this time and it makes me flinch, causing me to close my eyes. Fuck! I open them and everything is really hazy and within a second my dream fades and I wake up.