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I am sitting at my desk at college. I am extremely tired and don't feel well at all. Probably
because I got up at 5AM the previous morning and didn't go to bed until midnight for the
purpose of WILD. For some reason I decide to do a reality check. To my astonishment, my
finger goes through my palm! I am lucid but I think I am in my dorm, which is not true, I am
actually at home.I get up and instantly feel much better and more awake. I decide to call my
crush, as a dream character, so I get out my phone. I flip it open and the screen is black. I
realize it is because electronics just don't work the same way in dreams so instead of pulling
up my contacts list, I just dial her number manually. The numbers appear in white on the black
screen as I enter them in. At first, I enter my number. I realize it and clear it out and enter her's.
The phone rings and someone answers but it is not her. I decide to try the method where you
call out for the person. Again, someone answers but it is not her. Apparently there is someone
else in the hall that has the same name. It is some random girl that I do not know. I then wake
up. I am still in my dorm sitting in my chair I reality check again and find I am still
dreaming! I try again to no avail. I walk out of my dorm and go outside where there
is a playground. Obviously, there wouldn't be a playground on a college campus but
this is a dream so whatever. I start climbing around on stuff and eventually think of
the time its 9:45 "crap I'm missing English". I am probably a little less lucid at this
point. I get up on some monkey bars and I start to notice the dream fading. I try to
stabilize it by rubbing my hands together it works. A guy about my age appears
beside me and says "Why won't you wake up? You need to wake up." I decide to let
it happen and I wake up in my dorm again. I look at the clock. 2:30. "Crap, I missed
a lot of classes." I realize it's futile to try to do anything about it but then realize,
it's spring break. I don't have classes. I am still quite tired but I get up. My roommate
comes in and says something about me joining his family for dinner. I start to think
about getting ready for that when I truly wake up.

24.02.2011

Goldcrown Dinner (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Log:10:00pm Thursday, February 23-24th, 2011
6:00am
Hours: 8:00m Alarm: 6:00 Natural Awakening: 4:00
WILD: No

This dream starts out in a resaurant as far as i know, and i am with Fran and a bunch of Goldcrown kids. We were eating, just as Fran knows i love to. It was some sort of Mexican dish. Before i knew it, it was time to go and Fran was urging us to hurry, as oftentimes she does. So i scooped up the last of my food and stuffed it into my mouth as fast as i could. I needed to go to the bathroom before we left so i went in. I saw a small Asian boy in a stall, and i knew who he was, but he was peeing all over himself, he had no self control... It was scary and disgusting and slightly funny all at once. Hard to describe. So i went and then went back outside where people were meeting and greeting, ready to leave. But the scene then transformed into that of another atrium kind of setting, but not very defined. I saw Jacob, Megan, and Chelsea, and i wentover and talked to them. We talked about how this should be our new hang out spot and that we need more people to go there more often. Then it ended.

I'm sitting on a sofa. There is my mum, my brother and I. We are going through a catalog with some electronic equipment. As I focus on the pages I can see that those are vibrators for women. Well, I have pretty grown up relationship with my mum. However, I feel a bit uncomfortable. So as we are going through the pages and looking at different types I see that there is a computer in front of us with the same stuff on the screen. There are some presentation videos running. I can see strange pink vibrator, with some sort of blunt barbs. (I remember seeing similar barbs in one the documentary about steroids I watched the day before. Those barbs were there on liver as a kind of cancer. Probably projection into my dream). I am touching the barbs (its there now) and thinking how come it doesn't hurt woman. My mum agrees with me. The top of the vibrator has a flat, rectangular, vibrating "thing". I have a feeling that it is for clitoris stimulation. (At the top of the vibrator??). Then I can see some simple vibrators. My brother says that he has had enough. My mum says that she has had enough too, that she is fine with a simple one you spit on! (what??) I wonder what does she mean by that.

Now I am sitting by a table with my mum and my brother waiting for dinner. My brother is wearing simple gray gym top. From the way it looks, I have a feeling that my mum bought it for him. It could be a Christmas present. My brother says that our step mum is coming. (Not surprisingly I don't find it strange despite I don't have a stepmother). Suddenly, I hear a thick, deep sound similar to an airplane. It does surprise me a bit, but before I am able to think about it further, my grandmother appears. She says hi to me, to my brother. My mum is waiting if she says hi to her too. Suddenly, I can see some sort of floating icons above my grannies head. My mum starts touching them, as if she was adjusting some setting. Apparently, she pressed some wrong buttons as the operating language is different. At least I have the feeling. The icons are orange and round-ish. My mum changes the setting back to english. I think I was there, sitting and thinking how does it work.

(in following part, there are just segments as I have lost the order of them)

I go with George up the road to the chestnut trees. His mom finds a notebook. I wonder what is written in it. I can see pictures of our primary school classmate (Chlupacova).

Georges older sister is calling me that George's father committed suicide. Somehow I know that George did so as well not that long time ago. I am in my room, trying to calm her down. I try to reason to her why it may happened. He may have done it because of George committing suicide or also because he was stressed from work. I have the feeling that he was very stressed at work. Now I find myself sitting in their kitchen by the table. I can see George's mother cooking, and his sister is there too. I'm asking how they are dealing with it also in terms of money. Mother says that she already claimed death insurance. I look above her, there are phone-books at the top of the selves. That reminded me that she is as an insurance agent. I mention that her husband was recently promoted (meaning that she may get some more money because of that... this is very strange as I am not money oriented.) I am worrying whether they will cope financially. G mother is wondering how do I know about his promotion. So she stands there thinking how much she can get. I have a strange feeling about the two suicides and the death insurance)

There was also a dream about George and I jumping from a cliff to the lake, and when we got on the shore, we realised that we had our mobile phones in our pockets. I knew that it was has happened before, just the same. My phone was Siemens m35 just like I had when I was younger.

Wave 13. My lucky number. It really is, I love 13. I am 13

I tried a new technique I saw on the forums called RC-MILD. I didnt work, but I think its my fault. The point of the technique is to do a final RC JUST BEFORE you sleep. My timing was pretty off, I thought of other things before falling asleep. Then i dreamed of something, but all I remember is I went to bed and suddenly woke up in my real bed. At 5:30. I had the impression that I never slept. Then I tried to WILD with another tech I saw on the forum. Its a twist on FILD by some guy. The point is to trick your body to go in SP by tapping your fingers and then stopping so the body thinks you went to sleep, and turns off. That also didnt work, or at least I dont think so. I got up from my WILD attempt at 7:40. I dont think I stayed two hours in bed, so I may have slipped into sleep during. I was annoyed, because it was now two nights in a row that I hadnt recalled a single dream. But, while listening to Pierre Lapointe on my Ipod, it just hit me. This is the dream that probably happened while I drifted off my WILD.

I need to get a card to go on the bus for school. I buy one, and jump on the bus just as it leaves. The driver congratulates me with my close-callness and asks me for my card. I give it to him and turn around. The bus is filled with persons from school. I look for people that I know and I could sit with. I immediatly spot Benjamin and think about what I will tell him, something like "Hey its been a while"! But suddenly Antoine, who is sitting in the back, gets up and asks me something. I answer and realize how much friends I have that care about me.

The next scene I am in the classroom. The room has white walls and I sit in the left side, in the back. M.Corbeil, along with another random man, explains a special project that needs to be done due tomorrow. We have to do a right angle on a sheet of paper and also do some spiralling color lines.

Then it is dinner time and I am wandering around looking for the cafeteria. I am roaming without really knowing where to go. The mean, old woman who checks the hallways tells me im not at the right place. She creeps me out. I go up a white set of stairs that spins around, look around a little bit until finally I find the dinning room. It has a glass door and wall which I walk through. Inside, the walls are dark blue and the floor is covered by a black blueshish rug. There is also a counter for the food and sauces. There are also lots of white round tables with little stools to sit on. I see people I know sitting at a table and go to join them. I remember Vincent, Jun Yu and the rest is vague. But I dont recall actually eating with them, because in no time I am back in class.

Only this time, we have to do the project. I do my angle and cheat by not using an "équerre" to do it. Mr Corbeil walks around and comes to tell me I need an équerre. He pulls out one out of his pocket. Its green and completely ruined. He shows me how to do a right angle, but his tool is really broken. I say that its okay and pull out my own, which is also broken. Then we give back the projects, and I can see the spirals of others briefly.

Fragment: Something inside a video game store at night.

Recently my sleeping pattern has changed for some reason. Before, I was never tired before 3 am and I would often not get tired until as late as 5 or 6. When I slept I often woke up after a dream, letting me write it down to remember it. This could happen several times a night. Now however I get tired at 11 or 12 pm and I get to sleep about 1-2 hours later. I don't wake up after dreams anymore but the last three or four days I have been waking up at ~9 am, remembering dreams but too lazy to get up or write them down. Then I fall asleep again after quite a long time. About one or two hours after this I get up.

Last nights dream:
I was bathing in nydala with some friends. I can't really recall how many we were but Fred was there at least. Suddenly, Kim showed up, lol. I don't know how she appeared. We all got surprised and asked her to join us for some event that was being held at my family's summer house. We swam there and we talked about a swimming technique that consisted of lying on the back while wriggling like a snake kinda. xD It was extremely fast but you could easily lose control and be forced below the surface. We all tried to use it and eventually we got to the summerhouse.

The event was some kind of gathering of random people that did planned stuff. Like some arranged party or something. Most of the people were foreigners. Kim proposed that we all should play some ball game, then she said something to a random dude in fluent german, lol. Everybody (maybe 15 people) lined up for the game in two separate rows facing each other. I think the goal of the game was to throw the ball to each other i between the rows or something.

Before the game started, a arabic looking man came out from the summer house. He was the chef and requested that three volunteers would go and help him prepare the dinner. No one seemed keen to do it because everyone wanted to play the ball game. Then he decided that he should pick three randomly. I knew before that he was going to pick me and I felt a bit disappointed because of it. He did indeed pick me and I went with him to the front porch along with two other randoms that also were unlucky.

We sat down around a table for four people and started to eat dinner (what happened with preparing it? xD). I remember that my friends were all seated at other tables and I wanted to join them, but I was not allowed to. Instead I spoke a bit with the chef guy who looked arabic. The only thing I remember from the conversation is that I asked him what country he came from. Apparently he came from the country "hentai", lol. I recall that I noticed that he expected me to laugh or something, but I didn't because I knew that hentai was also a country and the guy was somewhat impressed that I knew that.

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:
I dug up this entry from a slightly older dream journal.

I was lying on my queen bed inside my bedroom; it had beige walls and plush tan carpet. My bed had a duvet with a rainbow stripe cover, and this was what I was lying on. The lights were dimmed, and this cast a slightly creepy feeling onto the dream. I got up and became semi-lucid as I did, walking towards the white door to my room, which was closed. I had to pull a bit to open it, but then it opened. I had more lucidity at this point, so I decided to walk out into the hallway and summon people. But the hallway was extremely dark, almost black.

Suddenly, I felt something bite me hard on my foot, so I pulled back. "Hey!" I demanded. "Whoever did that, get over here, now!" Since it was a dream, I figured I'd use a commanding voice to get what I wanted. It was a shadow, almost shaped like a terrier dog, and it slipped quickly in front of me, then stayed still. I looked down at it. "What was that for? Bad dog."

It began to growl at me, and I saw translucent red beginning to drip from its sides. as well as teeth being bared. "Sorry about that," I said, trying to appeal to its better nature so it didn't attack me. Perhaps it was more powerful than I could control in this dream. "Want to go out for dinner?" I asked, wildly improvising.

"Sure," I heard come from it. It was a squeak, almost like a child's voice. We both exited the room and walked into the dark hallway. A few steps and I saw cracks of light coming from a door...