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I had a dream last night that I was replying to a Facebook comment on an apple. Yes, an apple. No, I don't mean an Apple computer; it was an actual apple, as in the fruit. I ate it afterwards.

5:30
Had many dreams about having sex with, having the chance to have sex with, or turning down sex with many girls. Dreamed that I was trying to find the contact information of some girls who I had had sex with so that I could send them a Christmas present. One was a girl from High School who was always top of her class in attractiveness. Tried looking in my phone for their numbers but they weren't there and I had the sense that they deleted them from my phone because they were angry at me. I was using my laptop in my old room in my old house and I had the window blinds shut because I was afraid of guys seeing inside of my window, jealous boyfriends, brothers of the offended etc. The blinds wouldn't close sufficiently though so I didn't sit at my desk which would be in view. Instead, I sat on the floor. Found out about one girl through a kind of dream. She had been working at a convention center at a soda stand. I was inside some other girls memory. When this girl went to the stand her hair turned pink just like the one who I was searching for. The girl who's memory I was in told me to talk to her and ask for psychological advice. I didn't do it because I didn't know how. Tried to go on facebook to talk to an old friend who was acquainted with this girl who I was trying to find. I couldn't properly type facebook into the search engine though.

12-08-2012 -- [First dream was after about five hours uninterrupted sleep. It was fairly long and involved, but even from the moment I woke, it was disappearing from memory, so I can't remember it in nearly the detail I would like. Much more to it than the little I can remember to post here.]

I'm Harry Potter at Hogwarts. The entire dream is confined to the school, and there aren't even hints of the outside world, though the evil jerk characters are still mostly evil jerk characters.

Earliest parts have bits with Malfoy being a jerk, and us having to react to him and deal with him. Snape is a pain, and trouble, but not as much as he is sometimes portrayed as being. In some way, for a while, Snape is in charge of assigning passwords to the dorms, and he is being miserable about it, using either questions of such an advanced nature that nobody but Hermione would be able to answer them (ala his questions on Harry's first ever potion lesson with him) or rude, obnoxious, insulting passwords of a nature that remind me of Paige's computer password in the Foxtrot comic strip: "Even if he can figure it out, he could never bring himself to type it."

Somehow it is soon Harry's chance to set the passwords, and he is being completely reasonable and polite about it, and is annoying Snape incredibly by being the bigger man, and acting like an adult, leaving Snape nothing to complain about. Then there is another character, fairly young woman, blond, attractive, probably not an actual Harry Potter character, but who knows ... might be. She is using knowledge question passwords, but they are reasonable, and Harry is learning from her what he needs to know to pass the information on to the Gryffindors.

There is lots more, including minor character interactions, and running up and down elevators in a giant department store, which is actually Hogwarts in the dream instead, but nothing more that stuck enough to be remembered, darn it.

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[Second dream came as I was trying to remember the first, and drifted back to sleep. Probably slept for less than an hour, had a very short dream with not much to it, but far more detail than I can remember from the first, more interesting one. Le sigh.]

I'm in my room in a house that most resembles the Pageant house, except the room is much larger than usual. I'm sitting on my bed, or perhaps at a desk, playing some sort of computer game. It seems to be a cross between Warlords:Battlecry, Runescape, and some kind of Facebook game. I think I've watched as somebody else battles some huge guy on a chariot (Lord Bane from Warcraft?) It is an impressive battle, and the character was defeated.

There is a chat window like in Runescape, and there was a quick line of yellow text that almost immediately disappears against the background, almost impossible to see. I am trying to scroll back to it because it seemed like something very good that I might want. Kind of a cross between a wall post from a Facebook game and a drop in Runescape. I'm trying to claim it, while thinking I didn't kill the bad guy, so I'm not likely to be able to get the drop. Meanwhile, one of the horse-like characters that was pulling the chariot, huge, kind of blueish-purple, and somewhat alien-looking, is starting to break free, and may be a threat.

The game kind of fades away from my attention, and I find a couple of lines of a song running through my head. I don't think it is something I've ever heard, I am pretty sure it is something I was writing, myself. [I did used to write songs, wrote hundreds of them while I was in love with somebody. Even got 10 of them played, recorded, and sung, and made an album, but haven't done anything with music since then, about fifteen years ago.]

It seems like a quite good couple of lines, and I am trying to find a scrap of paper to write it on, and repeating it over and over again, to try and remember it, as I do so. The couple of lines come out something like Leading with the Spirit, hope within their eyes; hearts filled with compassion, taken by surprise; I could hear the tune for it, as well. Anyway, I keep singing the two lines over and over again, trying to keep them in memory as I scramble for scraps of paper or envelopes. But everything I grab either already has dreams written on them, or in a few occasions have ads on them, and if I try to write over them, they'll be as hard to read as that yellow text on the busy background.

I'm in bed, wrapped in my blue velour blanket (its kind of like being wrapped up in a cuddly plush toy) scrambling for envelope bits, and suddenly Nick W. is in my room with me. He's chatting a mile a minute about all kinds of things, but nothing important, and I'm still humming the song bit, trying to not forget it, and wishing he would shut up for a minute.

He throws himself to the ground on the east side of the bed, trying to say something, but not being able to get it out. It seems to be important, though, unlike the rest of what he's been saying. Suddenly I am convinced he is going to confess his love for me, and I'm terrified that I'm going to have to explain to him that I don't swing that way, and break his heart. Very uncomfortable.

The room keeps switching around on me. The bed is always in the southwest portion of the room, but sometimes it runs north/south with the headboard at the south wall, and sometimes it runs east/west with the headboard on the west wall. When he falls to the floor, the bed is north/south, with him on the east side, but suddenly he is on the west side in the approximately two foot area between the bed and the wall. He is completely wrapped in my old blue and white flowered blanket from when I was a little kid, and he still can't get out what he wants to say.

I'm thinking of asking him to just spit it out, but instead he seems to be playing with the stereo, changing the station and the volume. But he's wrapped in the blanket and isn't touching the radio, and I suddenly realize he isn't coming on to me, he's trying to get up the nerve to tell me he's discovered he has some psychokinetic powers! Thank God! That's not nearly so awkward. I know we're going to have to talk about this, but I'm trying to turn down the stereo because I'm really afraid he's going to wake mom up, and she's going to come in and yell at me for still being awake, and send him home.

Except it isn't mom who comes bustling in, but Rosemary (my current landlord), showing the house to some friends. I feign sleep, while glancing around the room. It is a mess, but not as bad as it sometimes is. Thankfully at the moment there aren't a lot of pizza boxes or fast food wrappers laying around. I think while feigning sleep, I really fall asleep for a few minutes or something, because suddenly I wake, and find it is now pitch dark, as she turned out the light. Nick is still on the floor, also feigning sleep, and I am certain it has only been a minute or two.

I find myself glancing around the large room, looking at the other three or four beds, thinking about how there is no privacy, and figuring how we have room to add a few internal walls, make four proper, private bedrooms and a small hallway. I can remember the construction in enlarging the area, about six months ago [in real life about a year ago, Rosemary added on another three bedrooms and a bathroom to the house] and the dream somewhat connects to a dream I had three or four months ago, where the house was being enlarged. I think that one was actually posted here, and I may go back and link to it.

And all this time I was still trying to remember the lyrics and the tune to the brief bit of song. When I really woke up, it was the first thing I wrote down, before I could lose it.

After a couple of nights after logging back into Dreamviews, I had a couple of dreams last night

6am

1) My dad dropped me off at college in his car. It was a cloudy but bright day. The college had the same drop off point, except the part that I walked to from the car was completely different - it was similar to the courtyard area in my secondary school. When I got out to walk to the courtyard bit, Dad drove to the carpark, again similar to the one in secondary school and parked up. I walked towards my secondary school hall, which instead of having the normal roof had a blue tent marquee very similar to the NME and Lock Up tents at Reading Festival. Quite near in the tent, many people were crowding around two guys suspended above us at our head height somehow, writing names on a board of some sort. It first looked like a terribly organized sports team sign up, however it soon seemed to be some sort of request list for a DJ or for acts to play a festival. Everyone was shouting randomly names chaotically and the men, who were probably about 20, were just writing the ones they heard the most or with most clarity. I don't remember the names being shouted. Someone started to shout "LIL B! THE BASED GOD!!!!!", and a few people including myself started joining in. This was followed by people shouting for OFWGKTA or ODD FUTURE, GOLF WANG. My dad appeared behind me to the right around this time, and I thought if I joined in with the Odd Future chants it would impress him, so I did so I started shouting JAMIE XX, but no one joined in and I didn't notice the men taking any notice. So I continued to start shouting it every so often, until a man in front of my turned around to inform me that he put Jamie XX up ages ago. I was a bit embarrassed by this and thought I must have seemed really desperate. Suddenly reality was facebook (this seems to happen quite often ) and a girl wrote a wall post on the event saying that she wanted to buy me a drink! Everyone laughed at her including myself, although I was secretly pretty chuffed. I commented on it in the persona of a mentally disabled guy in my college who always flirts with girls in capital letters on facebook. It got 5 likes, and I was chuffed with this, but also felt like a bit of a dick to the girl who was just trying to be nice. Next thing I knew, everyone had left. I looked around me to see no one, but sort of knew that if I turned around, the girl would be behind me. I tried it, and in fact she was. She had medium length curly blonde-brown hair, was quite short in height and had large boobs She looked like my friend Tamara. I started chatting to her, however she was French and spoke pretty poor English. I thought she was just nervous but she was just quite illiterate. This created a really awkward situation as there was a strong feeling between us that we liked each other, but we obviously couldn't really express it. Suddenly I remember my Dad who was nearby, who speaks very good French, and thought I'd drag him over to make some conversation. I told her that he speaked French and she turned to him, and said something in french quite shyly and quietly. He understood her perfectly and replied perfectly, which was weird as he doesn't speak THAT good french and struggles to understand it. They were talking for a while and I thought I'd show that I wasn't overkeen by leaving briefly to go for a wee. The toilets were where the cafe food normally was in the hall. When I came back, I was very confused to see my Dad and the girl speaking about insurance and mortgages! I assume they were now talking in English because I can remember my Dad saying "You find the richest people you know, and take a £700,000 loan from them to pay for your house!"

7:15am

2) There was some sort of police academy crossed with a job seekers club situated in my kitchen. I don't know why I was given the impression that it was my kitchen, as it looked more like a small village hall or a staffroom than a kitchen. Everyone was sat on those awful brown plastic chairs including myself, facing the front. It was bright in their with internal light, and gave the dirty impression of a scout den or youth hostel.

3) In real life, I really dropped a course at college and in return had to do a journalism club. I turned up to my first lesson of this club at a lunch time. I was sat towards the front of a classroom, once again in my secondary school It felt like it was either night time or just had no windows as the light was very orange and warm. The classroom was similar to one of the maths rooms at my secondary. I knew a couple of people in the class including my Polish friend Claudia, my Nepalese friend Akriti and a couple of people from my ex-Japanese class. I was waiting around whilst the teacher was getting ready, and more friends came along! Aiden and Layla from Japanese, Marko one of my best mates, and various others that I knew. The class seemed like a huge doss. The teacher - who was very, very attractive, young and by the looks of things a shit teacher - was just standing, watching everyone chat. She was quite tanned but definitely English, about 25 years old and quite tall. She looked like someone from my old drama group. Next thing I remember, we were watching some sort of educational video, whilst my teacher decided to get her boobs out from the top of her bra They were very fake and spherical, but were beautiful all the same

Dream - Lucid

I was watching something happen at a volcano. It was supposed to be some show. The host, a man, was using the volcano to help people. But the last person he helped, another man, had gotten killed by the eruption. There was a girl, the man's daughter, whom was about my age, telling me about it all, wanting someone to get him to stop before he killed someone else. That dad wasn't completely naive to the deaths, but he felt like it was doing more good than bad.

I remember being in Jake's apartment. I think that's where the girl lived.

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I was looking at Facebook, scrolling through my timeline, and saw back to where I had a friend request from one of my old professors (we are Facebook friends IWL). I didn't know who he was at first, so I posted his profile picture, the back of what was supposed to be his head, covered in brown hair and looking in a mirror, but the mirror reflected the back of his head again. Next to the picture, I put his name, and wrote "Who is CH?". It didn't have any responses. Then, I saw that I figured it out and accepted his friend request.

At some point, I remember having to go on a trip somewhere. I was excited, but I couldn't figure out what clothes to pack, since all my white camisoles were dirty, and most of the clean shirts I had required I wear a white cami underneath.

There was more to these dreams, but I didn't really sleep a whole lot. My insomnia is back in full-swing (stressful week ahead -_-).

August 29, 2012

I am in the LRT or MRT. I am checking Facebook. I'm 35th in rank on Facebook. I think it's because I upload a lot of stuff. I see my latest upload of photos. Three were photos of high school classmates. They're not very clear. They look old. Yellowish color. One of the people there is my high school crush, M. In the photos, he doesn't have any pants, but his shirt was long enough and covers his private areas. He was standing on the right side of the photos, and the others, our high school classmates, are on the left side. I think there were at least three others who are fully clothed. I remember a bluish color shirt. They seem to be making fun of him. I feel that he doesn't mind, and also seems to think it's funny.

I am lying face down on the bed. There is something heavy on my upper left back. I am almost lucid as I become aware of the bed. I look and see a guy. Color theme is white. We talk, but topic is blurry. He looks Asian. He lies on his back after a while. He's skinny. His stomach showed. I bite it gently.

I am looking at my face in the mirror. My hair is shorter, and my mustache and short beard are gone. I think it makes me look fat.

NOTE: M did come to mind when I did LaBerge's Guided Reality Test. Focused on high school as well. I also listened to Dream Lotus and Flame Tech, but not immediately before sleep. No candles nor incense.

I had a dream last night that involved collecting pieces of candy (Smarties - the American kind - to be specific) and making note of which ones we found on a chart. The candy was all hidden in my living room, and the chart was on the dining room table (we have a combined living room/dining room/kitchen area, all as one big room).

In the next dream, I was watching some weird TV show, in which a school nurse went crazy and killed one of the kids.

I woke up after that but soon went back to sleep and had a dream that I was checking Facebook and saw that one of my friends had spoiled the ending to The Legend of Zelda: Skyward Sword (ironically, he's never played Skyward Sword IWL). I can't remember what he'd said, but I kind of wish I could remember, so I could see how close it compares with the actual ending when I finish the game IWL.

The next dream... I don't even know where to start with this one. I remember it. I can't recall anything I can really put into words. I can hardly even recall any images. I can barely even remember anything that happened. Yet I know that I can just... remember it - this feeling of acknowledgement of having dreamt it, I suppose.

I guess I'll try to write what I can remember and put into words. It was kind of dark. It was also a video game - and a rather frustrating one at that. I remember the mini-map in the corner. There were four dots on that map - two red and two yellow. The red ones were me, and the yellow ones were the enemy. I can't remember who/what I was, though, just that I was represented on the mini-map as two red dots.

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.

08.19.2012

Zombies...Zombies Everywhere! (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I remember being inside of a very dark room, but it did have some light so I could see everything. In fact, I think I saw things zoomed out a little bit. There was this little test where you would have to wall run, then jump off to the other wall, and then wall run again to make one more final jump to get to a certain ledge.

The reason getting to this ledge was so important was that there was an item that prevented you from being attacked by zombies. They would just let you by, but if you took it off, they would charge after you again, but when you put back on the item, you're back to not worrying about them killing you. It was like playing a video game for a while when I finally got the light blue item, I think it was a hat that you wore.

I remember dream shifts where Kuniko Houjou from Shangri-La came out of nowhere and decided to do the wall-run and jump to the other side and wall-runs and jumps again to the final ledge with ease compared to me who had to struggle climbing up the final ledge.

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08.19.2012

Cursed or Lucky? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

All I remember is that if you pulled something out of a dark object, you would get something like "Cursed" in red colors floating in the air around you, or some positive word with a green or blue color floating around. I've gotten a few "Cursed" pullouts, but it turns out that there was a report that someone hacked into all of these and just let the "Cursed" float around in the whole sum of dark objects with positive outcomes.

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08.19.2012

Engagement Ring? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I believe I'm driving a car with my mind.

Like, I know it's all a mental thing in your dream, but I mean just as in not actually remembering myself touching the wheel to steer the car.

There's a one lane road, and it's one of those lanes where you would go to get to the parking area of a rest station or something like that. There were stop lights, but it mostly consisted of just one light medium that would show one of the three colors at some point. The lights weren't working right, they would shift to green, yellow, and red way too fast.

This made driving a pain because I had to stop a few times before I could get on the lane to get a parking spot. I also had to merge into that same lane, which meant I had to wait for other vehicles before me to come. There was a cop vehicle getting close to the left of me, so I obviously gave him the right of way. He didn't look like anyone who was going to pay attention to subtle things like that, but again, he was wearing sunglasses, so I don't know where his eyes were focused on.

Once he's in front of me, I pretty much go as slow as I can, because one, I never rode a car, excluding riding around a large empty parking area for practice with my father, in my life. I didn't care about the other drivers behind me possibly mouthing me off inside of their vehicles. After the cop finally speeds up a little, I can't remember how I park, but I get out of the vehicle at some point to go inside this building.

I believe my father was there sitting, waiting for me for something, and then there was one girl that I felt was my future girlfriend....if that makes any sense???? =P

She was fairly short, maybe 1 feet shorter than me, and had an over exaggerated type of hour-glass figure. Her ass was pretty huge for her height, and she had long and curly brown hair. I couldn't see her visage, just her body. She wore tight dark blue jeans, and it augmented her contours a lot.

She gets close to me, and I think I take her hand. We probably said something, but I forget what exactly. Then I had a feeling I was missing something, and that's when my father came in to talk about some ring he bought for me for the girl I'm with?

I'm still very doubtful if that's what he really did.

I talked to him about something related to a receipt, and then......

I can't remember anything at all.........

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08.19.2012

Garrador and The Yellow Flash (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm inside of a room with a vanilla type of tile flooring, with a very bright light on top. It seems I'm on the run from something, and with each room I go to, it's the same design all over like I mentioned in the first sentence. I see some enemies from Resident Evil 4, or at least, that's what it felt like at first, but I didn't pay much attention to them since I can easily dodge and dash away from them.

What I was really concerned is how overconfident I was, as I'm opening the doors, I encounter many randomly generated enemies, and there was even a Garrador that was coming after me, but that was because of my being playful. I think this Garrador could actually see, because I did not make any distinct sounds other than the door opening.

I freaked out when it looked at me, so I closed the door quickly and dashed for another random door. I tried to eliminate the thought that it was going to follow me, and it turns out it disappeared. Now I'm in a room where I'm upstairs, and there are people downstairs trying to block me from to another level up. The path that I would go to was laid out with a red carpet in the middle.

Hmmm...this red carpet thing is one dream sign that I still remain passive about.

I had some fear that these people would really hit me, but they were pushovers, the moment I started faking my movements, they were too confused, and I instantly dashed through them. Once I reached the next floor, I have to go downstairs again I believe, and this time, it was kind of tedious to find a way to go at a certain speed without screwing things up.

So instead of trying to dash through these random people, I think I jumped in the air and did a back-flip over them.

The dream shifts, and I'm not taking any part of it except watching someone who looks like Minato from Naruto trying to infiltrate a building by himself. He has one Flying Thunder God Kunai in his hand, and completely makes every single guard trying to block him useless.

Spoiler for Rambling :P:

(In a nutshell, the Flying Thunder God Technique is where you can transport yourself instantly based on where the sealed Kunai is. So if you were to throw it at someone, and they dodged it, if you timed it write, the second the dodged it, you transport yourself to the Kunai's location and do a surprise attack.)

I think it's cool having something like that in your disposal, especially if something came up to attack you, and you don't have any time to react, you can just transport yourself to escape if you have a location marked with a sealed kunai or technique formula somewhere. And appearing in the blink of an eye would be scary for anyone in your way.

Anyway, he throws the special kunai away from the guards to transport himself behind them, and then more guards started to come. So he quickly throws the kunai back from the entrance to confuse them some more.

I can't remember much after that.

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08.19.2012

Facebook Comments (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I post a status on Facebook, and people are actually interested in it. I think it's because it was related to something about parties in general. Though I can't remember any of the comments posted, everyone seemed to be interested in other people's comments.

Yeah, nothing "exciting" after that.

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08.19.2012

Stranger Handshake (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm inside of a vehicle, me and my father get out, and he happens to meet someone I knew in waking life. Let's call him "Sheh."

Apparently, Sheh and my father know each other, and they both give a handshake to each other and they even do the shoulder brace and pat on the back to each other. I was surprised that he would know Sheh, but only for a little while until I went back to feeling neutral again.

Sheh was wearing a long dress shirt, and some dark colored jeans, he's the type of person who likes dressing well.

I can't remember anything else.

I haven't updated my journal in a while. The following dream happened this morning on the 10th August.

It was early in the day, and as it turns out, a French citizen who Patrick Geryl, a 2012 survivalist partnered up with, was going off to Israel.

Friday morning. I'm browsing through the Barometer Bob show. It turns out that the host was ill the previous night, and so one viewer comments on the Stormchat group on Facebook, "I wasn't planning on this".

Well, I'm back at my high school now. Apparently this was a school day in the middle of summer, and I'm talking to this girl about something I saw on twitter the other day.

"Say, did you hear about that article?"

"What article?" she says, apparently full of interest.

"That one about the fact that apparently, psychiatrists will suspect that you're a psychopath if you don't have a Facebook account!"

"Really? That's pretty funny!"

Now, I don't know what it was about this particular conversation. Maybe it's the fact that I never talked to her much, or that she was originally planning on majoring in psychology, or even the school she's going to. But something about the talk makes me wonder whether she really liked me. Whatever it was, she looked awfully beautiful that morning.

FOSSIL FOUND IN ORDOVICIAN ROCK

Somewhere around this time there's a discovery made of a large vertebrate fossil near Udora, Ontario, about 30 km NE or ENE of a town called Newmarket. We find the specimen neatly preserved in igneous rock.

This doesn't make any sense. Much of Southern Ontario was covered by seawater during the Ordovician, meaning that nearly all the rock would be limestone, not volcanic. And there weren't a lot of vertebrates to speak of.

I'm compelled to write a fairly comprehensive Wikipedia article, and it turns out to be quite long as well.

Back in Israel, I'm visiting a special agency website. As it turns out, it's offering a journalism job to "entrepreneurial Facebook users", whatever that meant.

Somehow, I'm back at my high school again, attending a graduation convocation for band students in the music room who will be leaving for the year. Someone gives out between three and ten tips for future students, and they're quite worth paying attention to.

8-7-12 -- I think this one actually takes place in my current house, instead of unreal houses or houses from 20 years ago. Though all the details aren't perfect, it does seem like Rosemary's house. Anyway, I walk from my bedroom to the bathroom, planning to take a shower. For some reason, Veronica and one of her friends are in the bathroom using the mirror, but I stroll through to the shower, anyway.

Since they are there, I undress in the shower, and I end up leaving my underwear on. I do a little bit of showering, then I sit down in the bathtub and pull the curtain back a bit and are talking to the others. They are making faces in the mirror, and taking pictures to post on Facebook, then for some reason Veronica is deciding she feels a need to help me wash my hair.

I'm a bit uncertain about this, but she insists. So I'm sitting in the bathtub in my underwear, and somehow I have pulled a couple of pillows in with me to somewhat hide under and keep myself more covered, while Veronica is getting some shampoo and trying to lather up my hair. Somehow she spills the bottle or something, and is backing off to look for some more.

Meanwhile Cheryl is also just casually wandering in the bathroom, asking how the shampooing is going, and some of her kids also come wandering in. They've got some of their friends with them, and are bringing in a video camera because they think this would make a weird, funny video to post on Facebook, and I'm starting to wonder what I've gotten myself into, here.

I'm trying to flip onto my stomach to make it easier to reach my hair, and trying to get the water running again because it is hard to shampoo when all my hair is almost dry, and Veronica has come back with some more shampoo, but is warning me she also spilled some nail polish in my hair, which may explain why my hair feels kind of ... crunchy. At this point, I just want to get this finished, but from now on I am going to make sure I have the bathroom all to myself before starting a shower!

08.02.2012

Solarflare (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I go on facebook, and I'm on a random link that shows a Youtube video of two people on the webcam. They both reveal their Dream Views name, and the second person to come next to the webcam declared that he was Solarflare.

He had a gray shirt on, dark blue jeans, looks pretty fit as well. He had slightly spiky hair coming off the end of his front hair, and I think he had a mustache. The other person wore sunglasses, and I didn't pay attention to him because the username didn't trigger any kind of recall for me.

Then they looked REALLY familiar, and I can't put my finger on it! Both of them look like Hispanics, at least Solarflare did. They both have rough visages, and if I could only remember the star that they were the variant of, but oh well...

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08.02.2012

The N Word (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

All I remember is that someone on the DV forums said the N word, and then I said the N word before that, which made him say it too as a joke.

Then it somehow transcends back being in real life for some reason.

I can only remember fragments from last night. In one dream, I was watching the Olympics. However, instead of all the Olympic athletes, they had local sports teams (for various sports). I kept guessing which team would play next, and I kept getting it right. In the other dream, I was checking Facebook, and I saw the same thing posted by two different pages, Enderman and Hipster Link.

EDIT: I just remembered a fragment from another dream. I was visiting a zoo, and a gorilla picked a flower and gave it to me. It was a dandelion.

07.16.2012

Almost Lucid (Note)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was drifting into sleep from waking up from the alarm. I remained still, and then I start seeing some illogical patterns show up, my eyes almost opened from this, but I kept them shut. I don't know what happens next.

False awakening most likely, but I can't remember.

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07.16.2012

Alyzarin has a Facebook (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Alyzarin links me to a random facebook account she made. She used some random photo of some cartoon, it looked like a chibi version of some random anime character. I added her, and then I saw part of what she looked like.

She was wearing big black sunglasses, and the photo itself was cut off to where I only saw her right side, like just the top right side of her visage.

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07.16.2012

Playing Runescape and Mario (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm playing Runescape on a PC rather than a laptop. I even see myself playing it as well. But then it started to turn into a different game, or a mix of a different game. It has some Runescape Elements, then felt like playing a 3D Nintendo Mario game.

I remember having to click on a dark spot at a desert area. A large Desert Strykewyrm (http://runescape.wikia.com/wiki/Desert_strykewyrm)



) pops open, and I forget how I killed it. After a while the environment changes to an icy region.

I didn't see any Ice Strykewyrms though, I only remember random players and magers coming in to get ready to mage them though. A lot of people were wearing Dark Mystic Robe tops along with other mage gear, and I didn't realize until later when I woke up that the small V like structure on the Dark Mystic Robe top (before it was updates) was green rather than red.

Then I think the environment changes one more time, and there's just wood flooring. I think I'm controlling Dr. Mario with a keyboard again.

I had this dream last night. I dreamt that I was just checking the facebook news feed when I saw my ex boyfriend's current girlfriend post an album on FB. The album was about my ex bf marriage proposal to her. A lot of people posted comments on the album and all of the disapprove of the proposal. I wasn't bothered about the marriage proposal since I felt that it will really happen and I approve of it. What I'm bothered about is the reason I dreamt about this?? Is this another prophetic dream of mine? What does those none-supportive comments about the proposal really mean?