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I can only remember a couple fragments from last night.

- I was talking to my mom about a pet penguin she had. She sent her penguin to a special school for penguins, and she was telling me how whenever you wanted to go into the school, which you had to do to pay fees, you had to wear a penguin suit. She was saying how ridiculous that rule was.

- I was in my living room, looking out the window, when someone knocked on the door. I didn't answer, but a few seconds later, a small old man wearing round glasses and a baby pink t-shirt popped up outside right in front of me, and started knocking on the window and waving.

The second one may have something to do with the fact that I never answer the door when I'm home alone and I'm always afraid the person will look in the window. x:

I think I slept quite deeply which is why my dreams weren't very clear. When I woke up it was one of those mornings where it felt like I'd been away for a really long time, like I'd been asleep for years. (Fortunately it had only been 6 hours.)

- I was in my grandmother's house with some guy (forget who) and he was cooking something and talking about how someone he was with (my aunt..?) bought all this origami stuff. As he was talking I was playing with an intricate paper doll she had made that was sitting on the table. He was saying something like, "She was on a ______ of buying useless things..." but he couldn't remember the word, and I said "Phase? or binge, rather..." and he was like "Yeah, phase".

- I was in a documentary about the rave scene. It sort of switched between me being in it and me watching myself in it from a third person POV. Everyone was waiting in line and a man's voice was narrating everything that was happening. The narrator said, "As you can see, it is acceptable to dress ironically here", and it focused on a guy in a dress. The dress looked a bit like this shirt:

with that logo about that colour, but the dress was bright purple, sleeveless, and just barely long enough to be considered a dress. I was in line with a friend and two couples who were clinging to each other, so I hugged him lol. I knew we were all rolling as well, but I was sort of just watching the scene at that point, so I didn't feel what it felt like.

- Also just a small fragment in which I owned blue tea party shoes.

16-07-11 I am on a strange beige sand coloured fort on an island, while one there it becomes apparent that there are two opposing teams. We are going down to see the dungeon and we get locked in there while someone set the thing on fire. We can't get out although we need to get neil to the bottom as he can't handle the smoke, he looks a bit like Orlando Bloom. The funny thing about this fire is that down in the bottom of the place it is actually flooded. I see Neil in the shape of Orlando Bloom hugging someone and although he is the one in the most danger he actually seems to be calming the girl down he is embrasing telling her it will be alright.

The two teams are lead one side by the major the other side by Jason Stratham and his girldfriend who also works for the major maybe in some sort of prostitution role. This is discovered when the dream take on the first part of the film and you see stratham appearing on the island with a big mustage and guns ready to go.

I am with Mark Rahbek and we are actually looking at this particular fort. We are on the island, but at the same time we are in Hornslet. I tell him that it is the fort they used in the recent stratham film and that we should go take a look at it. He seems to be willing enough for that.
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I am at stoppestedet, except the entrance is towards ALDI this time and Åse is still owner and manager of the place. I am with my father and my sister and we are wearing working clothes, in particular painting outfits as we are getting ready to paint the bar. As we arrive people come out to greet us and you can hear Åse in the background with her charactaristic laugh, then Tenna makes an appearance and she comes to me. I remember she is pregnant (she isn't) and I hug her lovingly and stroke her back. She embrace it and hugs me back, and is really pleased with the warmnes of my hug. I ask her if she shouldn't be relaxing a bit being pregnant and all, she smiles and agrees, but tells me something aboiut she had to come here.

Another person comes out and tells me the council is ready for me. I suddenly remember that i have to stand trial before a Dresden style white council of wizards, thiough I know there to be only 4 senior members. I also wonder about the fact that I could forget about such an important thing. I Tell my dad that this council business is uber important and that I will have to go an attend to it before I can help paint. He is really supportive and tells me to do what I have to do. I get a feeling that I don't quite know if I will be coming out alive from that council.
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I have some sort of lead role in organising a party. The party seems to take place at Kaiser's parrents' place although it is also a big school with a couple of sports facilities. This particular dream is all over the place, fuckloads of location changes and characters.

We are getting drunk at Kaiser's place and I give my keys to his mother, just to keep them safe till the morning when I will come and pick them up. I end up leaving everything there, wallet, mobile even my iPod.

During the night I meet up with a couple of black guys who are somehow related to me. They play a fairly significant part of the dream, but I remember little of the actual interactions between us, though it was always oriented around the family theme.

Towards the end of the side story with these guys we end up driving out to the guys' place and having some dinner. I tell my cousins that the only thing they can get to eat there would be mushrooms so they might as well just start thinking about how they want them.
She spots me on the way over there and although I expect her to be mad she is quite happy. She informs me that I had asked her to keep hold of my keys the night before and gives them back to me. She then accompany around the house to gather the remaining lost objects of mine.

We meet up with Kaiser who is also helping out with the cleaning. He looks around and tells us that it will probably take a couple of days before they are actually finished with tidying.

We make some holes in the floor (bear in mind I think these holes are actually made in a dream prior to this I can't remember) and some of the holes are a bit difficult to get across. At the time when I see the holes in the floor again, my mother is there and there is a woman there who I think is the one who has rented out the facilities, and she isn't happy. Hpowever my mum just engage her in conversation and tells her that it is neither her, nor our problem. When I look at these floors again though they seem to be easier to get by and a lot deeper than I remember them.

Hours of sleep: 9.5
Vividness: 4/5
Recall: 3/5

I'm in the centre of my home-town. I'm standing on the main parking of my town. It's summer and the sun shines very bright. My brother drives to the parking and stops his car in front of me. He gets out with 7 other people. I was wondering how so many people can get inside. My second brother is also there and he rides a motorbike. I ask him when he buyed it and since when he got a licence (by the way he's 11). But he doesn't give me an answer. He simply drives away. I'm very disturbed by that shit going on around here. Suddenly a bunch of people I see at university show up. I want to RC but the bunch takes me inside a building that looks like universityI forget about the previous stuff.
Inside there are a few desks. Apparently our results have arrived. I look at them but I don't see our class. I remember that our results only come out in a week or so. I simply get out of that room and take the elevator. A female DC comes in and I think I've heard about her a few weeks ago. I want to ask her who she is, but she's very impolite:

DC: Shut up! You don't have the right to talk with me you little bastard!

We get out and I'm in a class. The place looks like a business-office, but there are students in there. They all have a plant i front of them. I have the feeling I'm in a botanic class a friend of mine used to go to. The female DC is the professor. I think about it and I realize that I thought the professor was a man.I find this odd and want to think about it. But there is a lot of trouble going on. The students are really noisy and someone plays a song on his radio. Everybody starts to sing it and we even start a musical or something. It's pretty hilarious and I start this awesome shit too.
The professor starts to jell around, she's really angry, she even starts to throw things around, she kicks some students out of her class. Everyone shuts up and behaves normally.
The teacher says to me that I have to present my project. I don't know what it was about and say to her I could only present if there was a power-point presentation, because I didn't know a single thing. There is suddenly a presentation running. It's about a topic, but I'm not able to read the title. I'm really nervous and I ask the teacher what the title is. She writes it on the chalkboard. I'm still not able to read it. A DC tells me the word but I forget it as soon as I hear it. I start the presentation but it's really bad. The students start to protest and I get kicked out of class

First entry. :D A few short dreams from last night...

- I was in a hotel room with two girls, I don't remember what they looked like. They left and then my mom came in for some reason, but left shortly after. I wanted to be alone, so I went into the bathroom, but there were no real walls and the door was mostly see-through. Then a little girl came into the room, followed by a group of maybe 7 or 8 people, including my grandmother. They seemed to think the room was unoccupied and that someone was going to clean it and then they would stay there, and some were wiping dirt off their shoes onto the carpet. I came out and asked them to leave, and they did.

- I was at an amusement park with an old friend of mine, K. I was saying, "Let's go on all the rollercoasters and fun stuff" and she agreed. So we got on this rollercoaster, and after it started, I realized there were no seatbelts, but didn't say anything. The ride was fun, but as we got to parts where it went upside down and looped around, I had to hang on really tightly and nearly fell off. I mentioned this to my friend after, she was just like "yeah".

- I have a vague recollection of something about a movie, too, possibly in a fancy theatre. I don't remember what happened, though.

[This is a catch-up post. This dream is from the night of June 10-11, 2011.]

I'm in the car with my mom. We're driving along dirt roads, checking our location against photos we have of landmarks along the way. We're on our way to JJ's party. [This dream was in anticipation of what I was going to do that evening – exactly the same thing, only without the photos or my mom.]

I'm in the parking lot outside the old Pomona First Federal branch in Ontario. It's a sunny day. I'm picking up many coins (quarters, dimes, and pennies) from the parking lot. I think, It's a bank, so it makes sense that there would be coins in the parking lot. Some real-life friends of mine [I think they may have been T and G, but I'm not sure] walk past me. There are many other people there.

I enter the building. The entryway is a high-ceilinged, airy room with tall windows and a grand, sweeping staircase. There is a freestanding sign at the bottom of the stairs saying that the Joy Laow [I think] room, the meeting room at the top of the stairs, is available for rent for meetings.

I go further into the building. The main part of the building is a large, long, rectangular, carpeted room with a high ceiling. It is a Marie Callender's restaurant. There is another part of the restaurant floor with a lower ceiling. This area has a small stage, where a loud rock band is playing. My family is sitting around a table near the stage, next to the sound-mixing board, which is sitting on another table. I join them at their table. P. orders another Pepsi from our server, and I order a glass of water. Shortly after I arrive at the table, the band takes a break. I'm relieved that I won't have their music blasting my ears out throughout dinner.

I wander off from the table and through the large, carpeted room. There's a lot of empty space in it for a restaurant seating area; there are only a few rectangular tables, arranged in a line. I enter a train-station-like lobby area off to one side of the room, where I see an ad [?] for the Scott Pilgrim video game, in mirror image. I know RD wants to play it. I see a group of people there discussing video games, and I join in.

Hours of sleep: 9
Vividness: 3/5
Recall: 3/5

Number of dreams: I'm really confused. It happens that I remember at least 6 different locations I've been.

1. I'm walking through narrow streets in the historical part of Luxembourg-city. Its already late, the street lamps are own. It's hot outsides, it appears to be summer. I stop in front of a restaurant I've never seen before. I enter and there is a huge entrance hall. I hang my jacket on the wall, which I didn't wear outsides. I walk past a bunch of people, past the bar and I sit down on a table near a window. The window looks like my window at home, even the same lamps are standing on the windowsill. I put up a little book which lies at the the table (it's my book where I write my ideas down for further novels) and I write several pages down. But I'm not able to read it.
After a time I'm leaving this lace cause I'm bored and walk past the bar, take my jacket with me and step out. Outsides, everything is as it used to be last time. Suddenly I remember that I forgot my book inside. I remember that I put it on the windowsill. I'm walking to a window. Although this window doesn't lead to the restaurant, I recognize my windowsill and see the book. I'm telling my self that I could pick it up later. I leave the place and take a ride with the bus.

2. I awake. I'm feeling very dizzy. I look around my room and grab the same book as before. I write my dreams down, but again, I can't read what I'm writing. I'm confused. I lay down on my bed and review the dreams in my head. I fall asleep. (Great false awakening, isn't it?)

3. I'm in my bedroom but it's totally different from reality. There are no bed and no shelves, t looks like a strange club or something like that. There are a few people in there, a DJ and a few friends of mine: L., Micheal, Girl N., Girl C.. There is also a fat girl I've seen two times or three before. We are dancing to the music we enjoy our time. Suddenly the music changes and the DJ plays some slow music. HE says into his microphone that everyone should join a partner and dance to the song. I wasn't pleased at all from this idea. Let me explain why:
We are 3 guys and three girls. So far as good. But the choice of the dance partner is awfull: First we have girl N.: I used to have a crush on her, but she's really wicked and manipulative. This is such an occasion which she use to make you feel uncomfortable. Second there is girl C.: I like her a lot, but she has now anorexia and doesn't look really well because of her illness. Third: there is the fat girl. And , ok this sound a bit harsh but, well she's fat and ugly.
So How can I survive this dilemma? In all of the three cases I'm against my principles and I would lower my self-esteem. I don't want to choose, but fortunately, I don't have to: girl N. has two dice that she rolls over the floor. It's a 2 and a 4. She says that she has to choose L. I'm not very pleased cause no I have 50 % of luck to get the fat one.
But fortunately the scene changes and wee are outsides in a spa or something like that. The fat one has disappeared. There is an old lady who welcome us. I'm wondering why we aren't dancing any more. I find this odd

I awake. I'm confused. But this time I get directly up. I look at my alarm clock. It's 4:15 am. I reality check the clock and the time doesn't change. I'm convinced that I'm not dreaming any more and I write down some striking words to remember my dreams when I get up in the morning. I lay down again and want to perform a WILD. but I can't concentrate and fall asleep without remaining conscious.

4. I'm in my old highschool. It looks like if I'm in a French class, well my old French teacher is there, We have to write a test, but surprisingly it's an art contest. My brother is also there. My teacher says that he has to go and we should finish in an hour or so. As he gets away, my brother and I start fighting and we try to sabotage each drawing. It's very confusing and we finish my throwing pencils at us. The teacher gets back and we stop our fight. He says that class is finished, but I remind him about the drawing contest. He says to me I should take the papers and write the names on it. I agree but it's difficult for me to write them down. I wrote like a 6 year old child with big, creepy letters.
I'm than outsides, it's day and I meet the son of my teacher. I'm having a conversation, about the last novel his father wrote (yeah he's in fact also an author). He gives me his essay and I correct his essay and talk about it with him. I can't remember about what his essay went.

5. I'm on a beach. I have al my clothes on and go to the sea. I get into the water and a lot of waves crushe against me. The water is really rising fast. I get flooded away.

6. I'm in the town where my grandma lives. I'm in front of the barriers (there is a rail-road in fact) and it seems that I've finished my exams, which I finished in fact last week. There are a few other students, and on the other side of the road I see my friend Michael. He's riding a bike and he stops. Other students join him and he starts clapping in his hands like a pole vaulter before his leap to encourage his self. Every one starts clapping and he finishes riding his bike down the hill (quite impressive, huh? ). I get in my car and suddenly, I'm in a car park. I get out and I walk a few meters, the surrounding change and I'm in a bar again. There are friends and one if them waves at me to show me that there are a lot of places free. I go there and I want to sit down, but one seat his occupied by a bag of girl N., who isn't there, at an other seat, a jacket lies there. I get another place, but it's far away from the desk so I can't hear what my friends are talking

That was a productive night!
Don't forget to keep it up!

The House Party (MILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

My family had a lot of people over, mostly relatives but I didn't recognise anyone. They were mostly old, there were women with greying hair who looked frail, and a couple of old men. We sat in the loungeroom and watched some sort of movie, with lots of food on the coffee table. I don't think I was very interested in the movie.

There was one man there I recognised - who looked like an older version of one of my ex's dads. I walked up to him and shook his hand, telling him I'd never mis-recognise someone from their family. There were two small dogs who I played with throughout the dream. I recall there being small clumps of dog hair under the coffee table, and we were suspicious that they had been fighting with the cats. I went and got one of the dogs from out in the family room, picked him up and bought him out into the family room. He was noticably scared of Kitty & Merlin.

It was time for everyone to leave, and they all left out the front door, and as I was left alone in the loungeroom, the dream fades to darkness.
I wake up in the loungeroom, alone. It's night, pitch black outside with lots of stars in the sky. The light is on in the loungeroom. Something seemed odd to me - but nothing in particular, I counted my fingers. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7 wait - my fingers are branching off one another. I went to recount and my fingers just kept on generating and branching. Cool! I did a nose RC just incase - wow, I'm dreaming!"

I felt as though I was in a hurry, quickly I decided to try and teleport - imagining myself standing in the hallway. I was trying to do it too fast, and not trying properly and so I failed. I started looking for Dad again for some reason. I tried to summon him, I think and it failed. I then saw the reflection of him standing up wearing his cap out in the hallway from the window. I went to check and he wasn't there.

I realised how fast I was going and slowed down, stabilised. I grabbed the wall and touched it, looking around the room. The old TV cabinet was in the front window, and was also in the bar area where it used to be - cool. I wanted to use my sense of taste - and so I flick-summoned an apple into my hand. At first I couldn't feel it, but as I raised my hand up to my mouth I decided on a slice of apple instead of the whole thing. I took a bite, it was sweet and delicious, and made a satisfying crunch. I intensified the sweetness using my mind.

My eyes started to feel tired, and I noticed they had sleep in them. I noted that I had better not shut my eyes too much or I ran the risk of waking up. I simply scratched at the sleep with my fingernails, but at one point did shut my eyes. As I opened them, my eyelids opened in real life, and I was fully awake. Oops.

[This is a catch-up post. These dreams are from the night of June 9-10, 2011.]

Awake, Non-lucid, Lucid, [Commentary made while awake]

I'm walking around the downtown area of a city. Every block is covered with tall buildings. Most of one block is covered with a three-or-four-story building with signs that identify it as “Jews' World.” It's their community center and place of worship; it is built around a narrow, rectangular courtyard/entryway with doors to various rooms leading off of it. I look at it and think, Wow, that's pretty cool, having a community center like that.

Directly across the street from this center is a similar, five-or-six-story community center and place of worship for the LDS church. A woman walks out of that complex and walks down the street. We pass each other in the street between the two centers, walking in opposite directions. The woman recognizes me and calls me “Pie [$RealFirstName].” I know that “Pie” is a nickname for [$OfficeBoss] [yes, he is LDS in real life], and that the use of that nickname as a title before my name indicates that I am a member of the in-group associated with [$OfficeBoss]. I'm rather disturbed that the woman both knew who I was and associated me with [$OfficeBoss] in such an intimate and familiar way.

Having realized I was dreaming at some point during this sequence of events [again, I'm not sure when], I decide to start flying. I take off and get pulled in a random direction, backward and sort of sideways. I try to control my flying and start flying forward by concentrating on details of the scenery I can see in front of me and trying to examine them more closely, as I did in my previous lucid [on the night of June 5], but it doesn't work. I attempt this method of control several times. When it stubbornly refuses to work, I just give up. I think, Fine. I'm just going to let myself get pulled along to wherever.

Then that dream faded to black, yet I remained consciously self-aware. I'm not sure if I was actually awake [more likely] or still asleep and self-aware during the gap between two dreams. At any rate, I remember that I knew that I was still asleep [however that works; I really don't even know what was going on here] and that if I just waited patiently, another dream would begin. I did, and it did.

I'm in the central courtyard of a big, old church made of yellow-tan stone. On one side of the courtyard, there is a large, windowlike opening in the wall with no glass, and on the other side of it are rolling vineyards. I briefly think of going flying over the vineyards, but I decide not to. Instead, I explore the building I'm in, and find a large kitchen knife. I pick it up and look at it, reflecting upon it: What's this doing here? We don't do sacrifices of living creatures in my church. We don't have to.

I go into the building, find the kitchen, and put the knife away. To get to the kitchen, I have to go through the parish hall. There are other people in there. I continue to explore more of the building, concentrating on just what a wonderful gift it is to be here in a dream and be lucid. [That's the last I remember.]

[Later, I had another nonlucid.] A whole bunch of the important businesspeople I know in real life, including [$OfficeBoss], have come over to House #2 for an early-morning presentation that I'm supposed to be giving, and they've all crowded into my bedroom. I wake up late for the presentation. In order to get into my closet, I have to ask [$OfficeBoss] and another man to move aside. I'm embarrassed to be seen by all these people while wearing only my black nightgown. [It was the same one I was wearing in real life that night.] I take too long to get ready, and all my guests wander off.

I go out into the rest of the house and see that my mom has put up all the Christmas decorations, even though it's June. I run the vacuum cleaner in the study; P. is there. I get a second shot at doing the presentation, and this time, it works out. I'm grateful that the first attempt, where I got up late for it and everyone left, was just a dream. [LOL!]

[Fragment] I'm in a house or hotel somewhere with MLT [a real-life friend]. I demonstrate to her the fold-out bed that's built into the wall, and she declares it to be too opulent. The building is cylindrical.

[I have been writing DJ entries throughout June, both by hand in a paper journal and in a document on my hard drive. I feel like working on bringing my online DJ up to date tonight, so I'm going to.]

Night of June 5-6

I'm in a bedroom that resembles the one I had at House #2, but isn't exactly like it. I'm getting dressed, and my mom is in the room. I explain to her that I don't own any khakis or chinos, only jeans and black pants. [This is almost, but not quite, true in real life. I do have some khaki capris, but only one pair.] In a drawer, I find a couple of pairs of khaki capris, one pair of which is a light brown with a pretty, darker brown pattern of flowers and leaves on it. I think they might be too small for me, but I put them on anyway.

Night of June 6-7

A woman is being held in a dark, underground room. She's being tortured by having her hands bound together above her head in such a way that her elbows are being forced to bend the wrong way. She laughs and is good-humored about it, but this is just a facade to hide the horrible pain she's in. Other torture goes on, with torture implements, and other scary things happen [but I no longer remember the details]. All of the events of the dream unfold visually, but are accompanied by ongoing, simultaneous background narration provided by [a novelist whose audiobooks I often listen to]. The events are are all part of one of his novels, which I'm listening to. [I've been listening to his stories all these years, and they're just now giving me nightmares? Actually, I think I know why this might be: Now, I actually have a visual image in my memory to go with the concept of 'torture implements.' I got this visual image from seeing “Limitless;” that scene freaked me out, and I had to look away. That fact, plus the fact that I was really anxious about real-life stuff as I was going to sleep on this night, most likely caused the nightmare.]

Night of June 8-9

I instinctively realize that I'm pregnant, with twins, while I'm out and about, doing something. Later, I go to a hospital because I think it's my time to give birth, but it doesn't happen.

[Different scene.] I'm with a bunch of my friends, cleaning up the mess left behind after some big event in a large, indoor area. Cleaning up includes gathering together, sorting, and storing all the leftover pens and markers that were being given away at the event.

[Yet another scene.] I'm going to the hospital for a checkup.

At some point [I don't remember in which scene it was], I put my hand on my lower abdomen to feel the small bump that's starting there, and think about how I should stop drinking soda and eating unhealthy foods. [This dream felt very real while I was in it, so much so that when I woke up and recalled it, I went, “Wow, all that was just a dream? Whew, that's a relief!”]

I am not sure if it was stress or I was just trying too hard but at last after a week of non-lucid dreams (at least that I can remember) I had one last night. Just a standard DILD but I needed that. My recall is still for shit but I am trying to keep this dream journal updated to better my memory.

I remember the dream starting with me and a bunch of my family and friends together, I don't remember why. We were all in a line formation traveling to some place, all I could remember feeling was that we needed to get to our destination as fast as possible. Then I remember having that realization feeling when you find out you are dreaming. I began to fly over my friends and family and began guiding them forward. I remember lots of light (could be the sun coming through my window in reality) and me having to fight something but I could not remember what exactly.....

Then I woke up because my roommates' cat decided to meow in my face...

I quickly tried to remember what had happened but with little success...I then fell back asleep for a second small lucid dream

I was in one of my old elementary schools....and actually retaking the 5th grade because of something that happened to my grades. I was talking to the principal explaining to him that I was in college now when i remembered the nose plug technique to tell if you are dreaming. I tried it and of course I could still breathe so I discovered I was dreaming. I began to have fun at my old school, flying around on the play ground and picking on the people who used to pick on me. Shortly after that however I woke up.


So again not a whole lot of detail but I am getting faster at becoming lucid I feel.

Awake - Dream - Lucid

I had been up for a long ass time after getting little sleep. I was laying in the backroom, watching my brother play Grand Chase from the couch. I knew he was trying to get a new character and I was waiting for him to finish before I was going to do my daily (it resets at 2AM). As I was watching him, I faded into a short dream.

I was with my older brother and we were doing some type of mission. We came into a graveyard that had large cement pipes strewn about. I rounded a corner and got knocked down by some kind of monster that looked like a Wraith (HoMM) + Dementor (HP). I was yelling for Erik, "Get this guy off me, I'm down". Erik come in from the right side and was gunning it down when it got hit with it's attack and was transforming into a opaque gray vision of the monster. It was stretching it's skeleton hand out to me when I realized I had dozed off on the couch waiting for Tony. I was trying to get the monster off of me but I couldn't move my arm. I knew it was because my arm was actually laying next to me and figured out that it was numb because I had it laying underneath my leg. I finally managed to open my eyes to see Tony was just going to sleep. So, I jumped on the computer, did my dailies, then went back to bed.

Interpretations
I think the whole setting reminded me of Borderlands. Erik and I had been playing it pretty hard the last few days and were close to beating it. The way the dream was, it was almost exactly how it would be if the game was real

I was surprising on how I was fading in and out of the dream like that while knowing where I actually was. It wasn't very long but I think it's a sign that I'm starting to realize when I'm dreaming. This short, 2 minute dream gives me high hopes that I'm closer than ever to achieving my first LD.

Awake - Dream - Lucid

I woke up at 7AM after trying to WILD for what seemed like all night. Once I got up, I knew I was still way too tired so I thought why not try to WILD now? First, I moved to the back bedroom now that it was empty for the morning and laid down. A quick realization set in that I wasn't going to get far because my mind was on hyperdrive. I was thinking of a million different things at once and I couldn't stop my mind from thinking. I gave up and get some cereal then a soda to kick start my body to the level my mind was at. After being up 7 hours and doing all my daily things for Grand Chase, I let Tony get on to do his. I knew I wasn't going to last for more than a minute and crashed nearly instantly.

This entire dream takes place as mostly a conversation or me describing something. I'm not sure what the hell the topic was on but I was mostly arguing with my grandma. She was on a fiery rampage about chores and how no one was helping her. I was getting extremely frustrated so I went into the bedroom. For some reason, the bedroom was twice as big, Tony was in it, and we had bunk-beds. I was telling Tony to watch out because Mamaw (the name we have for our grandma) was on a hurricane path of bitching. I moved the bed to the side (which was now a normal bed again) and laid down for a second before she came in after me. She started getting in my face about the bed not being made up right. I was trying hard to explain how it didn't matter because the sheets were tore up (which I don't see how that changes it). Tony was trying to explain it to her as well but she wasn't listening. My Aunt was in the doorway trying to to make us help our grandma as well. Suddenly, it's like I was at a presentation and I was comparing my grandma to types of sharks. My mom was listening to the explanation as well as a few other people that were in the audience. It was weird because the people in the audience were all Native American. We were kind of underwater but not at the same thing. I was showing the sharks on some kind of electronic canvas that was animated. There were about 12 different types of sharks that I was showing. The last shark was being compared to a strange type of cactus + venus fly trap type plant. Instead of being on the screen like the rest, this thing was on the ground next to me. I was telling everyone how it had enough crushing power that it could take out a whole wall of a building in seconds. While I was explaining, one of the children dropped her little toy train into the plant and I was screaming, "No don't touch it, you'll have your hand crushed". She only replied with a very innocent, "It no hurt". I reached into it's mouth and pulled out the toy and noticed that it indeed didn't hurt. Then it was like I was pulled out of the dream through my eyes, as if I was watching that dream instead of being in it. I was in my kitchen now, making a contraption. It was an inverted pyramid of lego blocks that had a small opening near the bottom. At that opening I had a small test tube full of cement. My plan was to copy the way the plant worked and compact all my trash into small cement cubes. I was testing out it would work when the first tube of cement fell into the trash can. I groaned and lifted it to pour it out over the sink then rinse it out. That's where the dream ends.

Interpretations
I know the beginning of the dream was about what was going on in waking life. My grandma has been nagging us non-stop the last few weeks and my mom warned me that she was going to bug me about a job that morning. I have no idea what the rest of it means.

Awake - Dream - Lucid

This is the second night I've been without antidepressants. Though there was a lot of arguing during the day, I was still pretty relaxed. Stayed up most of the night browsing the internet. Andrew came over and we enjoyed a few games before watching some "Stan Lee's Superhumans". I stayed up to around 4AM, trying to get as tired as possible. Finally I gave up and decided to sleep. Didn't bother trying anything because I passed out instantly.

Dream #1 - Castle Escape
I was in this dream with my little brother, Tony. it was almost like we were playing as characters for a game rather than our own bodies. The situation was basically that we were on an island with some kind of odd shape-shifting, evil queen. She had dozens of prisoners that she forced into attacking one another and play games of torture for her amusement. I was planning an escape and did some recon on the surrounding area. Turns out there was a way for us to hang-glide onto a small outer island where there were a few sailboats. The problem was that the water surrounding the island seemed to be designed to where you could only go so far. It's like your boat would automatically sink if you went past the boundaries. I know while I was doing recon, I died quite a few times and had to "respawn" on top of the castle where their was a bunch of chests. I also remember having a hard time coming up with a new name to use for my character each time and Tony being indecisive about the suggestions I'd give him. After awhile, we finally attempted out escape. We flew down to the island then got on our boat. After we sailed for a bit, we came across the next objective for our escape. It was either an oversized shelf with decorative bowls or we were ant sized. I think it's the latter. We used "Vine Whips" that are like grappling hooks from the game Terraria to climb up. After we were high enough, we started up what seemed like a big ass door frame. When we were at the top of it, about to go from a big ocean to what seemed like my front room, the dream ends.

Interpretation
I don't have the waking memories of what all I was doing that day because it was over a week ago when I had this dream. I can only assume it was because of a weird iPhone game that Andrew was playing where one part you have to climb on furniture to escape a fat, evil cat. Also, still playing Terraria so part of it was in my subconscious.

Dream #2 - Crayons
I was with my brother's friend, Andrew in this dream. We were in this odd L shaped house on the upper floor. There was some little kid around the age of 13 who was talking with a physic. She was predicting his "special colors" that he'd be using (I think in a website). They were specific colors just for him out of thousands. I don't remember why but Andrew stole the box that held the crayons and ran. The names of all the crayons were written on top of the box so the kid would know which was which. I think there was about 13 crayons total. Andrew handed the box to me and I took a hot pink crayon and marked over all the names of the crayons. Then I jumped out the window onto the ground below and proceeded to throw all the crayons sporadically around the place, scattering them. Someone sounded a silent alarm but I knew that they did because they had very loud dogs that came after me. I remember rushing forward and leaping over many fences while trying to get to a place where one of the dogs in the yards I was in wouldn't continue the barking and alert the ones chasing me. Finally, I got to a yard with two scrappy looking poodles that I gave the silent shush finger to and they didn't bark. After a few minutes the barking stopped and I was able to go back onto the street. Suddenly, my little sister shows up and says "Jesse, they're leaving" in excitement. I got a sudden rush of panic and bolted back to the yard where I originally threw all the crayons. There were half a dozen people looking around for them like you would during an Easter Egg hunt. For some reason, I knew exactly where they were and picked them up. The dream ends with me giving the box back to the kid.

Interpretation
Not sure what this dream was about. Maybe it's that I need more excitement or outdoor activity in my life. I can't really tell.

Woke up way too early. I think I got around 6 hours of sleep or less. I don't mind being up so soon because I'll be able to attempt a WILD tonight more easily.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was at my mom's house, which was in an apartment complex. A family living upstairs from my family was really noisy. It was really getting to the point where my family couldn't take it anymore.

We were all now down in an underground parking garage. The walls were really clean and white. The fluorescent light was kind of bright and really white.

Something had been done about the family upstairs. It was like the police had kicked them out.

Now we saw an old man from the family. He had grey-black hair and a big, grey-black mustache. His hair was really sloppily done. He had a pretty big belly, which his white polo shirt barely covered. He wasn't the father of the family. He was just a member of the family who should have moved out a long time ago.

He had come to ask my mom for some help. I told my mom to stay away from that guy. She had finally gotten free of him. Why would she let him back into her life? But my mom decided to help the guy.

The guy needed help on a test. When the police had kicked the man out of the house, they'd told him the only way he could come back was if he could pass a test with a lot of questions about American society and history. But the man couldn't understand most of the questions. So he was getting help from my mom.

Dream #2

I was in a bedroom. I'm pretty sure I was at someone else's, possibly my family's house. I was playing some kind of white Game Boy that had a clear purple case around it. Then I left the bedroom.

Before I'd left, I'd seen an upstairs neighbor, an old, black man with a really skinny bony face, pale skin and blonde-brown hair, peeking in the window at me, as if the bedroom were in a one-story house and not an apartment.

I came back to the bedroom. I realized that I'd left my Game Boy just sitting out on my bed, where it could be in plain view of the old man. I wanted to put it in a less visible place. But there was a girl standing in front of the door. She wouldn't let me in. She was a pretty, Latina girl in a colorful dress. I knew she was the old man's friend.

I pushed past the girl and went into the bedroom. The Game Boy was gone. Only the purple case was left. I walked into the living room, upset. The living room was like the one in my great-grandmother's old house.

Just as I walked into the living room, the old man walked in. He was grinning like he knew just what was going on. He was wearing some kind of suit, maybe beige or tan with a white or blue shirt. I yelled at him, "Where's my Game Boy?" But he just sat down in a chair and kept grinning, like I couldn't do anything to hurt him. I think I got really mad and shook him.

Dream #3

I got something in the mail that looked like a greeting card mixed with a letter-sized envelope. It opened on the long side, and it was supposed to be opened so that it flapped upward.

There was some printed information inside about how I'd been drafted into the Army. Below the printed information were two handwritten numbers, both long, and involving both letters and numbers. I think they each began with an A and a dash.

I hoped there was some way I could avoid being drafted. I thought, Well, I have a job already. Then I thought, No, I don't have a job. Well, I better get one quick.