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I was with S. We were at a ski resort. (Being at weird ski resorts used to be a dream sign of mine. He was driving this weird vehicle that was sort of like a snowmobile, but it could also cross water like a Jet Ski (as the title implies.)

I remember we were doing some kind of filming thing for our youtube channel, that in the dream, we had started, but we had to go to one of the other resort lodges to do so. We were with someone else as well, I think S's friend who we can call L. He started taking us out over the water when he unzipped a large duffel bag. In it was mostly clothes and towels, but he also had his laptop computer in there.

I remember he took it out, and dipped it in the water partway. He told me he wanted to wipe all the software while keeping the computers' essential functions working, and that what he was doing was not going to permanently kill his computer. I was a skeptic but it worked.

We got off of the lake and started going downhill along one of the ski runs. I remember that almost nobody was on the hill. There might have been one or two skiers, but it was basically deserted, despite being perfect weather for the sport.

We stayed on the move for several minutes, mostly moving downhill through a maze of runs and chairlifts. I became semi-lucid at one point and was wondering why the dream was deserted. I was also wondering why my dad wasn't present in the dream, he's always present in these ski dreams, and usually they are one of the few times he isn't an annoying DC.

I then remember S took us through this half-pipe. I remember complimenting him that he was really good at driving this thing. After we came out of the half pipe we arrived at another ski lodge building. This one much smaller than the other. We got off the snowmobile and went to the front door to meet with our film crew, but we were locked out. S admitted that he was actually completely lost.

L and I decided to just enjoy the view. The view was that of some huge swiss-alps type mountains. We couldn't see very far because it was cloudy. S got out a map and started trying find our way back.

July 6, 2015

I am sitting in a tree stand/blind hunting a bear. There is a huge rock cliff on my right and in front is a large grassy area sitting on the base of the cliff. There is a stream running down the far side of it. There is a bear in the middle of the grassy area walking by the stream. I aim down my scope and put the crosshairs on the bear. For some reason I get down from the stand and start walking toward the bear to get a better shot. The bear turns towards me and starts coming after me. Immediately I turn and run not wanting it to get too close to me. I run along the cliff’s edge and am jumping from rock to rock. They go in a downward direction and when I’m on the last rock I see a lake with a small piece of land in the middle of it. On the other side of the lake there is a small house. I jump into the water and when I come back out, the house is different. I get onto the piece of land and jump back in the water. When I come back out again it is a mansion. I randomly become lucid. The mansion is white and it has columns in the front along with four or more windows running along the top floor. There is also a balcony up top right below the windows. I walk inside and it is a pretty small room, not the type of room you’d expect in a mansion. There is a square wall in the middle of the room, like a fireplace. I walk to the left and went to the front of the square piece of wall. Right in the middle in front of me there is a door leading into the kitchen maybe, but I’m not totally sure. There was a sign in handwritten big letters that said “THE WELL OF DOUBTS”. I turned around and on the fireplace looking wall there was a hole that led downwards and in the hole there was train tracks. I then had the thought (it was more of just suddenly knowing) that this house represented me. I turned to the left and there was a small staircase attached to the wall. I walked over and looked up, but I couldn’t see anything. I then remembered my dream goal of flying so I decided I wouldn’t go exploring the different rooms. I thought about how I would get to the top of the house so I could jump off and fly, and I was about to go up the stairs to get up there but then I go into an FA.

I’m trying to DEILD but I can’t so then I just wake up in the dream. I am then practicing my technique later in the day and I’m thinking that practicing the Gravity RC is not good for me for some reason. I want to switch to just doing normal RC’s and stuff but I can’t bring myself to do it because I don’t want to lose my results of practicing the Gravity RC so far. Then I’m going on a trip to Mexico with my uncle and another girl who is 4 years older than me and I rarely talk to.

It was cold, dark night. With my younger sister we were swimming by boat to a small island in the middle of a lake. I climbed up a rock, and looked around. Suddenly I saw my sister running from the other end of the lake, jumping over boats and running on the water to me.

I asked "How did you ran over the water?" She replied "Water? It's concrete!". Then I saw that the rock I was standing on was placed in the middle of city square. Street lamps were off, dark. Moving through the dark alleys I entered a passageway going under the city. It was heavily crowded. I tried to go to the other side, but when I opened the door to first route I thought "Wait! This is an ambush. The doors will be closed if I enter it!"

I decided to go the second route, but suddenly a passer-by told me that someone broken the key, and the place is locked. I moved to the door and tried to open it, to no avail. I hit the door with my fist, and then tried to smash a nearby window, but they resisted my strikes.

Morning of June 5, 2015. Friday.



I am near a small lake in a rural area in an unknown unfamiliar region, possibly in America, in the north. Although I am not lucid in any way, I am still aware that I have control over certain features of the environment, probably a sort of subtle telekinetic awareness that often occurs in dreams. Either that, or I have the nature of associations in being refreshed somewhat distorted as some sort of unlikely composite sequence (such as related to pouring water over your head when overheated mixed with the idea of swimming in a lake). Instead of (more logically) jumping into the lake to cool off, I raise my hands slightly to cause about two gallons of water from the surface of the lake to rise up and then fall onto me, which is quite refreshing. I do this a few times, with some sort of comedic dream within a dream awareness of having too much weight falling on me and thus falling over (though not in a problematic sense - being more like a silly stunt) - though again, this is only like a daydream within the “real” dream. Having control over water or the movement of it (such as even with tidal waves) has occurred at other times in my life.

28.04.2015

Emptying the lake = Undin Entite (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was flying and I believe it was to Geneva as I was going to be teaching there for a few days. Suddenly, I freaked out because I noticed I had no luggage with me. I also looked at a bag and apparently, i only had clothes. I did not have any of the manuals I wanted to give to my students and I neither had my signing bowls / crystals with me. I felt terrible until I noticed and wondered how did I get into the plane, and wondered about my passport too.

I did a reality check and turned lucid right away, as not only my hands were weird, but despite the plane flying and making its regular noise, the inside of the plane itself looked like a bus. I felt very relieved and very happy because it was all a dream and well, I was lucid. I decided to take a flight to make the dream stable as usual, so I went to the front of the bus-plane. Now, it was like a plane as I could see the locked cabin and the exit door was on the left, as usual on the planes. I opened the door and one fly attendant freak out (Funny how my subconscious knows opening the door of a flying plane is a bad idea...) but I opened the door anyway (which looked like the front door of a house.)

Nothing happened to the plane, I think it either vanished or flew away, but I glided through the clouds and even though I felted tempted to go to space, I wanted to do the ToTM Bonus, which was awesome this month. As I was flying, I saw a lot of mountains and a lake. I landed next to the lake and imagined water coming out from my hands. At first, nothing happened, but after a while, water and ice were coming our from my hands. I froze everything around and also flooded a forest. I was not sure if it was rightly done, I felt so, but I also felt it could be a false memory, so just in case, did the other way around.

I imagined water and ice again coming out from my hands and I pointed at the lake. I visualized a bubble absorbing all the water in the lake until I saw something like this:







I found it funny, because it is an enemy from a final fantasy game (a very nasty one actually, Undin Entite for those final fantasy fans) however, it did not attack me or anything, it was just floating above. I looked at the lake and it was completely empty, but funny enough, I saw what looked like treasure chests, even though I believe they were empty.

After a while of observing this scenic view, I saw a weird light in the sky and flew to it. I believe I lost both lucidity and recall from here.

I was playing a roguelike game, which had an option to turn on 3D graphics mode. I pressed Tab, to check how it worked. With a press of a button all the models and textures appeared. I ran around for a while, just to see if there are any glitches, and there weren't.

I decided to stop playing and do something another instead, but then my younger sister appeared, and told me that she wants to play it. I started up a new game, set up skills and equipment to highest possible and let her play. I went to drink some tee.

Next I decided to check how's my sister playing. She wasn't sitting near the PC. I turned around and saw her in a heavy, plate armor, weilding a huge claymore in one hand, and shield in another. The armor was purple, made from some kind of refined ore.

She tried to attack me. I jumped on my bed, and started to shout incantation of a spell, and then touched her head, as she haven't had helmet. Then I told:

- I killed us both. It was rain of fire.

Then I went to the PC, and started playing again. I watched the surroundings while walking the mountain path. I climbed down to a lake, and swam to a huge square in front of a palace surrounded by mountain peaks. I was sneaking, trying to enter the palace. From the entrance I turned right, and went up the stairs.

There was a corridor, and wooden door in the end. Suddenly a zombie opened the door. I ran out and jumped into a lake. After a while I swam to the surface, and saw a huge undead army running all around. I decided to run inside the palace, dodging around all the zombies.

Suddenly a trapdoor opened, and I've fallen into an enormous sewer. The stream of stinking water was too strong, and it pushed me down into a deep chasm. I haven't survived it.

I was in a strange city by the lake. It's like a newly found city. If anything, it felt like Lys (The City and the Stars, Arthur C. Clarke) in the aftermath of Alvin's actions. Everyone's helping build the place. There's also an area underwater that's reminiscent of Bioshock I & II.

We were hauling some ships from underwater (lake) to discover what they have. There were some fish-men who rose either from the lake or from the ships. We had to hurry back and "close" the rock-doors around the lake/crater. We built the city near the lake and felt we had to abandon the place and look for another one.

* Lucid

I was seeing monsters all over the place. Everything was hazy but active. I was being transformed into a monster. I felt my body transforming/being moved. I was nervous. Then I became lucid. I knew it was a dream. I sat on a half-lotus position and focused on my breath like I was doing before sleeping. The movements slowed down, the transformation stopped, everything became still.

* /Lucid

I was in school, or felt something like school. I was also at home in our hometown. I was playing a fighting game in an arcade. Or a fighting-adventure game. I lost to a bunch of goons and had second thoughts of continuing the game (during the countdown-game over phase). I decided to continue at the very last moment. I was fighting bosses now. I used a flying kick on one and he caught it. My character was just floating with one leg held by the boss. I "pushed" him back so that he rotated vertically (on one leg!) but it was nothing to him.

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Notes:

- Slept at around 10:30 p.m.
- Woke up around 8 a.m.
- The two dreams were separated by waking moments
- Slept with audio: 26-minute Sam Harris meditation audio

My recall is back and running. Thank goodness.

I entered the dream already fully lucid. Manei said she was going to help me to align my chackras. There was another dream character present as well, but I didn't take a good look at them. I remember visuals of some white/light colors. She put her hand in the middle of my back.


I had two autosuggestion notebooks, a red one and the black one I have IWL. I was trying to figure out which one had my list of dream goals. (Good, my autosuggestion notebooks are being recognized by my subc as important.)


I had been hired to work for LEGO. They wanted me to make a bunch of themed sets called Alpha Centuari that were supposed to center around realistic/scientifically plausible means of traveling into outer space and other stars in the future.

I designed a bunch of sets such as a toroidal space station, spaceplane, and SETI telescope. All of the people at LEGO really liked them and they looked really cool, but when we released them into toy stores they were a flop.


I was on a small yellow inflatable boat in the middle of a lake. It was somewhat foggy. Off in the distance, at about my 5'oclock was a large river steamboat. The structure of it looked very modern though, like a cruise ship, but it had a large paddle wheel on the back.

I wasn't quite sure what I was doing away from the boat, but I knew that my family along with S were onboard.

I remember hearing the captain of the ship say that they were going to hit a wave and that people on the lower deck might get splashed. A nice sized wave (about 10 feet) hit the boat and thoroughly drenched everyone on the lower deck.

I somehow knew the captain, or remembered his face. He was a nice man of about 30 with a long, pointed face, greenish eyes and short ginger-brown hair.

The yellow boat handled the wave just fine.

The captain said that there would be another wave, this one could rock the ship pretty bad. It hit, and it was a pretty large wave, about 30 feet this time and thoroughly drenched all but the uppermost deck. If I remember correctly, the boat was actually a floating hotel, and every deck above the bottom and the roof were hotel rooms. I remember thinking about how the water was probably leaking through the glass and getting everything wet in all of the rooms.

The captain said that there would be yet another wave, and that everybody should brace, because this one will be really bad. I looked out in front of me and the boat and nearly wet the bed. There was a huge wall of water heading for us. (For those of you who have seen the movie 'Interstellar'... yeah, that's a good idea of what the wave looked like.)

The yellow inflatable boat handled the wave fine, it just floated up to the top, but I saw that the wave was starting to crest and came crashing down ontop of the steamboat, and it sunk it pretty much instantly. I saw a few (10ish people) come to the surface.

The fog lifted and I saw that we were in fact on a medium sized lake. My dingy drifted into the shore on some smaller waves. I managed to hop up onto a dock and then ran a safe distance away from the water. While I waited for other people I looked at the lake we had been on. It was no more than a mile or two across, and there were mountains on the other side. I asked how a lake so small could produce big waves, even if it was windy.

The other people came to shore. One of them was the captain. I asked if we should mount a rescue and see if there are more people. The captain said that would be suicide for us because another giant wave could spawn at any time and the water was really cold and we could get hypothermia and the boat was already hundreds of feet down. He told me that the upper levels of the boat were actually watertight and that anyone in them was probably fine, we just had to send a proper dive team to lift them out before the oxygen ran out.

Somebody got a cell phone and called a proper dive team. They showed up almost instantly and started bringing up survivors from the air pocket that the boat had created.

My aunt appeared and asked me to find my cousins. Everyone from the boat was taking refuge in side of this museum/hall area. There seemed to be a lot more survivors than there were people on the boat. Most of the people there were actually worried families of the people from the wreck.

I can't really recall what happened after this. I think I went into the museum/hall where the rescued people were drying off and warming up. I chased a kid wearing a cloak who I thought was my cousin, but turned out not to be my cousin. When I exposed his identity he bit me. I slapped him and he started crying. He told me that it was his secret identity and nobody should know it. I tried to explain to him that this was a rescue situation and that this was no time for being a brat. Then my real cousins showed up and asked me what was going on. I explained and they started yelling at the kid as well.

He kept crying louder and louder about his secret identity, saying that I was the worst person ever for chasing him and trying to remove his cloak. Eventually he aged in reverse and became a small pink baby about the size of my hand. I set him in the windowsill.

His mom showed up and yelled at him for biting me and then for using his special power to age in reverse. Apparently now his mom had to go through all the work of raising him from the beginning now.

I asked my cousins if they knew where everyone else had gone. The said that they didn't know and didn't care. They both pulled out laptops and started playing DOTA 2.

I started to get absorbed into the game. It was this tundra map that I had never seen before (For the record, I haven't even played DOTA 2, I've only watched my cousin play.) And this character who could rapid fire multiple streams of arrows. The character seemed really overpowered and was killing everyone else.

Spoiler for Interpretations (I'm gonna start doing these daily.):

Not sure what to make of any of this, in terms of interpretations. (I've decided to start attempting to interpret dreams of mine.) The lake setting with the mountains felt slightly reminiscent of a lake that I took a boat ride on a few years back. (Though that was a small boat, on a clear day, and there were no big waves.) The museum/hall setting felt similar to that of a museum that I used to go to alot as a kid.
The characters were all either faceless or close family/friends. I might have dreamed about my cousins because I know that we are going to their birthdays next week. The steamboat captain was the only character who I didn't recognize.
I know that we had my dream sign of giant waves and water occur in this one.
The only thing that I think lends itself to an interesting interpretation was the way that I was alone on the small raft while everyone else was on the big steamboat, and the way that the raft didn't sink while the boat did. It might be symbolic of something.
I'm not really sure what the bratty kid trying to hide his identity means. It has something to do with immaturity, the way he turned into a baby as he continued whining.
As for the fragments, I don't know why I dreamed of helping the LEGO company produce space sets. I enjoyed playing with legos as a kid, and spaceships were among my favorite subject matter.
As for the autosuggestion notebooks appearing, that is just a good sign that my subc has recognized those as important. There might have been more than one to symbolize that my efforts on lucid dreaming are split, scattered and unfocused. (They kind of are.)

There was a long and particularly drab space travel dream. I was landed on the moon with two other astronauts. One of them was dumping liquid fuel onto the surface of the moon so that our capsule would be lightweight enough to fly home.

When I got on the capsule (That was huge on the inside despite being tiny on the inside.) my parents were there, along with many a familiar member of my family. They told me 'Happy 19th birthday' (IWL that isn't for another couple weeks. And they gave me this weird cake. It was like a small loaf of bread and filled with this thick buttery like cream. I didn't really like it and told them when my real party came, I wanted a chocolate cake.

I got distracted from the birthday party scene because I had to dock the caupsle with a space station. I got the strangest sense of Deja-vu, as though I had done this in a previous dream or a long time ago. Why does docking with the space station feel farmiliar...?


I was watching the superbowl, live from the stadium. The game had just started and the football froze in midair. All of the players started dog-piling and jumping to get at it.

"Uh-Oh, looks like that's an illegal anti-gravity ball. Minus 20 points! And *some player* to the time-out square for you!"

I realized how absurd this was. (Now IWL, I don't watch sports, and TBH I don't even know the rules of football all that well.) But this was just so strange that I had to be dreaming.

I woke up though. I took a leak and then it was WBTB time.

I found myself on my bed. (False awakening.) Though my bed was replaced with this odd powder, like finely-ground flour. I realized right away that I was not fully awake. I began to mess with it. I thought that the reason I was in my bed was because I was still partially awake and I shouldn't move too much because I might start to move my waking life body and wake up.

At one point, I decided to smell it. It did have a smell, though faint it did smell a bit chalky, sort of like baking soda or flour. I can't say so exactly, but yay for finally smelling something in a dream.

...

I was by a lake. My friend pointed out that there were squidfish in the water. I asked him what a squidfish was and he showed me. They were these fish, perhaps a foot long with all of these tentacles on the front of their face. They were carnivorous and ate other smaller fish whole.

I then noticed that there were large fat fish swimming around in the air, a few feet above me. I became lucid, but the dream promptly faded.

...

There was one other lucid fragment from this morning, but I can't recall what it was, just that there were three frags involving lucidity after my WBTB. I had the number on my mind all morning.

Sunday Jan 11, 2015

Last night bed around 9pm.

I have been having dreams last few nights, what seems like all night. But waking up every time just a bit too late to remember anything that can be put into words.

Yesterday:

DR1:
I'm in a house, when we notice there is a fire in the next room. Flames are shooting out from some opening in the wall. I'm looking for an extinguisher, but all I find is some water. I start throving it on the fire through this small hole and it's working.

DR2:
I'm outside, sitting on some benches or chairs, by some small stores. Suddenly there is a black smoke coming out of one of them. I think store is empty, but a bunch of us run up there to help people get out and to stop the fire.

Last night:
DR1
We are living in a single story house by a huge lake. Water comes up all the way to the house. The surface is very calm, like a mirror. Somebody who lives there wants to do something with the lake and I say yes. So she put a thin seethrough plastic layer on top of the water. So it looks like a lake, but you can walk on it. I walk on it, where water is only few inches deep, just barely enough to cover up some rocks that have green moss all over them.

There is some large party and I tell someone to go walk on water and surprise the guests.

We are standing outside, admiring some birds sitting in a tree with flowers. I want to take a picture but they all fly away and with tons of other birds alrady in the air start circling above. I know what's coming as I hear soft thuds all over the place. We are getting bombarded by bird poop. I look at my left arm and it has dozens of tiny white-grey lines of poop on it. I'll walk inside to shower.

Now there is 3 of us, walking someplace. I ask where, and we are going to visit friend K's mom V. I realize I'm still covered in poop and i say I can't go. I turn back, and when they want to turn back with me, I tell them to keep going.

DR2
I'm standing someplace on a higher ground, looking down at some "wading" pools. In one with beatuful turquoise color, water only ankle deep. Another pool adjacent to that one is knee deep.

Lots of dreams, happy.

Night. I was on the second floor. I dropped a yellow-and-black boomerang on the roof below, and then it fell on the ground. A guy passed by. I asked him to throw it up, but he missed twice. I told him it's okay, I'll just pick it up later. I think I thought of making a move on him. A name: Maranao, a local tribe ("People of the Lake (Lanao)"). (I don't think I've thought of the name for years).

Day. We were dancing along the street. We were practicing. I recognize Kris.

Night. Traffic in a rather woody area. I was in a building. I imagined EDSA (highway), with all the night lights of its tall buildings and cars.

Day. I was in a desert. I was a creature or a monster of sorts. Lizard-like. Nearby, there are people/buildings. Blood samples from a frozen plant.

Night. I was going up the third floor. Saw someone there, someone I like. I forgot the name/face.

These late-night skype calls have to stop.

There was some long dream about there being a hotel near my house with a beach and a lighthouse on a lake. There were for some reason a bunch of really tall, skinny, pagoda like houses across. I couldn't help but think that they looked familiar, like I had seen them in another dream somewhere.

I dropped my computer in the hotel pool. Somehow it still worked when I got it out.

I was driving during an intense rainstorm. I can recall swerving to avoid an I-beam that was being washed across the road.

I was outside at a large lake with a small building in the middle. It was some sort of swimming park but since it was so cold, people were just hanging out instead of swimming . Megan was there but she was hanging out with some guy and a black kid. They left and were going to the guy's house, which made me pretty jealous. When they got back, I saw the guy she was with and saw that he wasn't as attractive as me so I said that Megan didn't deserve me and took of my workout shirt and dove into the water, which was actually pretty warm compared to the outside temperature. I swam around and checked out the girls in the area but none of them were attractive. I was arguing with some girl that wanted to live off grid, trying to explain to her that doing that sort of stuff is difficult.
I kept swimming and saw Megan looking for something and talking to one of her friends in a building filled with water. I swam into the building and swam upwards towards the roof, grabbing onto some pipes. I said "This is so awesome!" I noticed that the dream had vibrant colors and I said "This can't be a dream, the colors are too vibrant." I decided to do a reality check and since I didn't have my watch, I just counted my fingers. I counted 6 and Megan saw me looking at her. We smiled at each other and I snapped that I didn't have the right amount of fingers. Shortly after I woke up.

November 08, 2014

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Dioramas

I was a prince of some fantasy country, and there was a celebration for my family. I was the oldest son, and we all had to participate in this ceremony where we face ourselves. We were all sitting on our knees, Japanese Tee Ceremony style, on some pillows. Next to me, the floor opened up. It was dark, and the hole had a part that looked like it was stairs, and a part that seemed to go straight down. I thought it would be too easy, a trick, to go down the easier looking stair-like part, so I lowered myself down into the unknown, through the plain hole. My feet soon touched a platform, and I lowered myself lower so my eyes could adjust to the darkness. I kept lowering myself to platforms on the walls of this square-shaped vertical tunnel. It was a little like a well, but square-shaped.

I saw a point of light at eye level at some point, and I moved my head to get perspective and pinpoint where it was coming from. I leaned on the wall, and it moved. I realized I could slide the walls to either side; It opened the hole a little more, and so I slid another wall a few feet until there was a hole big enough for me to get through.

When I got through the hole, I was in a room that looked like it went around the original well-like tunnel. There were dioramas that moved lining the walls. You had to pump them or something to get them to move, but they were devices I was familiar with and fond of, so I knew how to use them all. They were all scenes from my life. I followed the room all the way around until I got to the diorama of this day, and was a little bit surprised and scared to see that there was one more diorama after it. When I mustered the courage to look at it, it was simply the garden with a piece of a stone wall missing. But it still bothered me somehow.

I went back up to the surface and told my family about my experience, and how the missing wall really bothered me. The foreboding feeling had grown since I'd seen it.

I think there was something about an uncle betraying us or something after that.




Rooster Tails

I was at an entrance of a building that was on a lake. There were platforms to jump out onto, and I jumped to one, and it moved away from the building a foot or two. There were eels or something, maybe some huge catfish, in the water, and something making rooster tails in the water next to and around me. I kept jumping to new platforms, each one moving further and further away from the building, until there were no more platforms I could jump to. I was afraid of whatever was making the rooster tails in the water (think that scene from the Princess Bride with the man-eating eels)

Black: Non-dream
Blue: Non-lucid
Red: Lucid

Dream 1 - Hunting Hooligans with Gandalf
Me and Gandalf are out on a lake that has ice around it. We're waiting to catch someone, and then we see some hooligans on the other side. We sprint over, occasionally falling into the icy water but not caring. Gandalf blasts them with his magic, there are a few that turn up behind me too. I take a chunk of charcoal from a small pouch I have, and then hurl it at the hooligans feet. BOOM. I take another piece and chuck it at them which sizzles through the ice beneath them, they managed to duck into a cave in the side of a glacier we're next to though. Gandalf has followed some other hooligans into the glacier too, and as I turn the corner I see him getting off the ground and starting to give chase. I follow with him, we end up running down some steep ice stairs (I think about how dangerous this is but I don't slip). Suddenly I'm in my old school gymnasium, I have my backpack on and the previous events seem like they never happened. I see a good place to sit and realize I need to put my bag away first. I head over to where everyone else is putting their bags and put it there, then turn around and see that the room has filled up more and that my seat has been taken. I see V (a friend from my form class at school) and I decide I'll go sit next to him. The dream ends here.

Dream 2 - Don't know how to name this one
So I'm taking a test with my friend J from high school, except we're not in school, we're at some random animal facility. I think there are a bunch of normal looking animals that we can see through a glass window to my left (elephants, sheep, etc). We have to evacuate for some reason and I remember that there was a girl from before who was too scared to run, I tell someone that I'm going back for her (I was nearly at an escape plane when I realized this). I find her crying and tell her to go to the plane, she says she can't find her monkey (a plush toy teddy bear thing). I promise her that I'll bring it to her, she then makes her way to the plane while I sprint off in the opposite direction. I meet J again and he's super excited, he passed the test with 90%! I give him an ecstatic hug and congratulate him. I ask him what I got and then he realizes that the 90% was actually mine (I recently got 90% in a university assignment), and that on his test he got 93%. This is kind of weird because I got 10/11 which apparently equals 90%, and he got 10/10 which equaled 93%. I didn't click to how weird it was though. I continue on and now I'm in a room with another glass window and animals on the other side, except they're super strange this time. They're pretty much aliens, and they're woolly and have tusks, some are sheep that are covered in mud and grass. There's a lady who is telling us what to do, she tells us to all sit down and that those animals are all dangerous monsters. There are a few of the sheep variety in a cage in the corner of the room, next to the cage is another cage and there are stuffed toys in there, one of them is the monkey I'm looking for. I see someone jump the fence to the animal enclosure on the other side of the window, I shout it out to the teacher and she ridicules me. I say 'No, I definitely saw someone!', I then get the courage to approach the sheep in the corner of the room. I am super nervous, I rip up a bit of grass and hold it out to them, shaking and my heart is pounding. I pull back a few times, cautious in case they are vicious flesh eaters. I manage to keep my cool and feed them the grass, I then say to everyone else "They're not vicious, they're just sheep covered in mud and grass". The monkey in the cage is gone and I know I have to find it, but I think now that it's somewhere over the fence.

Dream 3 - English Tests
I'm in an English classroom and my teacher is the same as my teacher from high school. I seem to know that I'm a university level student, yet I've gone back to high school, and I think about how easy it will be now that I know everything. The class starts and we have to draw out an intro page, then we have a test the following day, and an assignment due at the end of the week. I think about how ridiculous this is, it's only the first day. But I reassure myself that I'll nail everything with excellence and make up for my slacker attitude during my first time at high school. Everyone else has finished drawing up their intro page and the bell goes, I'm still drawing mine and so is another Asian kid in front of me. The teacher is pissed and gives us an extension on everything, saying that we'll need it. Once again I feel the need to prove that I'm not a dumb ass. The dream ends after that.

A lot to do with my old high school for some reason.