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I was island-hopping with my friends, quite literally: jumping and swimming around to get to the nearby islands. There was a big, gold buddha monument and buildings that looked like toys everywhere. My sister held my hand, as she led the way. We dove under. The water was crystal clear blue (much like swimming in the pool). It was beautiful. We resurfaced and waved at our friends. There also were boats and planes around, a cartoony-like image.

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Upon arriving at a place that was dim and damp, with wooden floors and walls, I was introduced to my fiance. An arranged marriage or so it seems. I recognized him (Hyun-Bin), but in this dream he's just some random guy I met for the first time. We were told to answer slam-book like questions in the blackboard to get to know each other.
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We were being chased (can't remember who I was with). We trespassed a building that was fenced all around. It looked like a school, a monastery, and a convent all at the same time. The ceilings were low. Walls were cream and maroon-colored. When we passed by a dojo-room with an ongoing martial arts class, we barged in and said we wanted to learn, thinking we could get away from whoever was chasing us. They caught us up though. One guy pointed a big pencil-like weapon (which is weird) directly at my right eye. I feared for my life, but I wasn't able to move either. He wasn't able to hit me because people around saved me.

Dream - Lucid

I was in my house, but it didn’t look like my house. I heard my mom talking to Jason about him proposing to me; talking
about the ring, etc. My back was turned to them, and they were in another room. She was saying things like

“Oh! That’s great!” and such.

I wasn’t sure how I felt about that. I wasn’t ready marry him! I hadn’t even really been dating him or whatever for that long at all. I mean, I guess if he was going to ask me a little later, like in a few months or something, it might be a little different.

I asked my mom about it, and she seemed so excited about us getting engaged. I wanted to know when he was going to ask me, and she said

“Tonight!”

Oh God.

I contemplated what I was going to say when he asked me, and part of me wanted to say yes, but my better instincts said I should say no. I wasn’t ready for that, not by a long shot.

I then saw him. He walked in the room. The proposal was supposed to be a surprise, so I didn’t say anything. He looked a bit different than he does in waking life; older, a little more scruff, taller. He was smiling as he said hello to me. He seemed really happy

Then, I was in Dr. Ilsley’s chemistry class. I was behind the desk with him. I saw his back most of the time. There were all kinds of chemistry type things on the counter/desk, I can’t remember what they were though.

Dr. Ilsley started to draw a diagram on the board. It was of the inside of the human body, specifically the abdomen. A small green, almost glowy springy-looking thing with a smiley face then was animated and went down the esophagus (think James and the Giant Peach when you think of the green thing). It was supposed to be like a game; I was supposed to make it land in the right place in the body. I think Dr. Ilsley called it a zygote, which was very odd. I actually think I was supposed to get in in the uterus or a reproductive part of the body. I did something to tilt the diagram, I feel like it was mentally because I didn’t have any controls, and the “zygote” went into some organ on the right side of the body. It burrowed in. I hadn’t gotten it where it was supposed to go.

“Oh well,” I thought. I wasn’t that upset that I hadn’t done it. I didn’t think I was going to be able to anyway.

~

I was in choir class. I had brought Drew with me on my left side, even though it was women’s choir. I was sitting on the left side of the classroom in the front row, where I sat when I was in choir last semester. There weren’t a whole lot of people in the room. There were actually a couple of other guys, though. It was weird. I thought about how the sound would be with some guys in there, since it was a women’s choir.

Then, I was walking on campus. It was daytime. I kept getting calls and messages from this big black girl. She kept asking for my help and trying to tell me she’d “be right back”. I didn’t really know her, and I felt awkward, like she might have had a crush on me or something. So I started to ignore her calls and messages. I even almost blocked her phone number from my phone.

I then walked into this building where there was a music show going on. The room looked old and wooden, like a lodge or cabin. There were lots of seats in there as well, and I want to say they were also wooden. There were lots of people up dancing, mostly hippy-looking guys with long hair. I was looking around to see if Paul was in there, because I knew he liked to hang out there and I kind of wanted to avoid him. I didn’t see him in the crowd of dancing guys.

At some point, I remember talking to Katie. I also went into the building one other time.

I was then in a house; it was Josh E's house, a guy I haven’t seen or talking to in years. He looked the same as I remembered, with his long hair and black band shirt with cut off sleeves with a red logo on it. He was sitting on the floor playing video games. Apparently, the large black girl was his neighbor. She kept trying to get in touch with me. In fact, I could hear her yelling,

“I’ll be right back,” a couple of times. I couldn’t figure out why she kept doing that.

We were then outside his house, which was a condo on a block of condos all connected to one another. An Amish lady on a motor bike-thing rode by. Josh said she was his neighbor. She stopped the bike at the condo to the left of his and went in. I thought it was quite amusing. Josh said something that made him sound kind of annoyed that she was his neighbor.
We were then back in his condo, and he was talking to someone else in the room as he played his video games. He was talking about getting a whole new body, like plastic surgery and different limbs and stuff. He apparently didn’t like himself the way he was. He talked about this so casually though, it was weird. I couldn’t imagine changing myself like that. He even laughed as he talked about it. I thought about him having a baby, because in waking life, he does, but I didn’t see any toys, high chairs, or cribs anywhere. He hadn’t even mentioned his kid.

Then, I was standing up by the door. I was trying to block this black girl’s number. I then saw her sitting on the couch in front of me, looking up at me, looking alone and sad.

I was inside a mall (Ayala Cebu?), jumping up and down the stairs, trying to reach a room where they were celebrating a marriage or something. I arrived at what I thought was the right place. The area was more of a hotel. I reached the room (the name stars with "r," with v o and e in it). The guy (a guard?) there's no celebration there. I left, trying to jump out of the window, but couldn't find a place to land.

A boy and a man. Plaza. An event reminiscent of Chrono Cross. I saw a falling building. There are vampires.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was in some place like a workshop. There were one or two groups of people in the workshop. I may have belonged to one of the groups. But one of the groups had finished whatever they'd had to do.

This group left the room. They walked through a long, ramped hallway, like in a hospital. They were now in a dark room at the end of the hallway. The room was like a bar, although it didn't seem to have anything in it. The people were all singing karaoke.

I sat down in the workshop-room at some big working table. I was at the back end of the table. I really wanted to do some karaoke. I was getting restless.

I had a pile of money in front of me. I realized that some people had left their money here. So I should give it back.

President Obama was sitting on the right side of the table, near the front end. I gave the pile of money to Obama. I realized that the money was money that Congress had left on the table. They'd probably need it back. And President Obama would probably be able to give it to them.

I walked away from President Obama. But, for some reason, I still had two $10 bills in my hand. So I turned back to Obama and dropped the $10 bills on the table. They lined up nicely, the bottom edge of one matching wih the top edge of the other. They also looked really nice and new.

I knew that the $20 was some kind of "extra tax" that came with the money for Congress. The main pile of money was the pile that Congress got as a matter of course. The "extra tax" was tax that Congress received on this money.

But President Obama told me to keep the extra $20. He said something like Congress hadn't really earned the stack of money in the first place, and they really wouldn't miss the tax money if it was missing.

President Obama then asked me, "Well, why are you sticking around here? You can go, if you'd like. Don't you wanna go do karaoke with everybody else?"

I said no. I knew the Fed was going to talk about something pretty soon. I felt like it would probably be a smart idea if I hung around here until the Fed got through talking about whatever they were going to talk about. I had partly said this to butter-up Obama and make him think I was smart. But I was also genuinely interested in what the Fed had to say.

Dream #2

I was in a restaurant/bar. The restaurant had a weird shape, kind of an upside-down "L" shape, with the tall part of the "L" being really long and kind of narrow. The lighting for the whole place was a kind of neon-blue. But there were windows to the space outside of the bar, which looked like the inside of a mall and was lit normally.

I had gotten a table to sit at. But I had been asked to stand up. I'd had to walk all the way to the end of the area I was in, i.e. to the "base" of the "L" shape.

Now I was back at my seat. There was some other guy with me, an Asian man in maybe his late twenties, dressed in a business suit. We seemed to be co-workers or friends. We were about to sit down when another man asked if he could sit with us. He was also Asian and young. He was dressed in an all-black business suit.

We didn't know the man, but we let him sit with us. The two men sat beside each other. They started talking with each other, as if they were familiar with each other. I understood that they had never met each other before, but that they "knew the game" well enough to talk with each other as if they were familiar with each other.

I sat on the opposite side of the table, kind of awkwardly positioned in my seat against an empty seat, and messing around with stuff at the table, possibly a glass of water and some condiments or little appetizers or something.

The men tried to include me in the conversation. They asked me something. I responded by giving some speech about the Fed, which I don't remember, other than the fact that it was about them not needing something and having some kind of disagreement with Congress. The Fed might have said that Congress didn't need something.

Dream #3

I was in a big, nice living room in some wonderful apartment on a high-up floor in a big building. An old, white man with white hair sat on a couch. I may have sat down and stood up alternately.

I had been interested in the old man's daughter. I wanted to marry the daughter. But the old man was sure that I only wanted to marry the daughter because I wanted to get at the old man's money. This wasn't true.

There were elements of the dream before this point that proved, I reflected, that I really liked the girl. But I can't remember those parts of the dream.

Dream - Lucid

I remember I was with a group of couples, and we were all getting married. We had previously had to pick who we wanted to marry. I saw the other couples get married. It wasn't really a normal ceremony, but a quick ceremony. It was in this dark, stone room.

It was my turn to marry who I picked. I think it was a girl? I don't remember. But we got married underwater in the weird stone room.

I then remember being in a crowded room. I was looking for who I married, who wasn't a girl anymore, but a guy...Carlos Santana to be exact. I remember seeing the other married couples in there, but I couldn't find Santana. I think he was late meeting up with me.

Dream - Lucid

I was with Ryan, and we were going to Orlando. We were going to spend a week there. After the first three days, we were going to get married there, then spend the rest of our time honeymooning. I remember thinking to myself that I had told Ryan I didn't want to move so fast. Yet there we were, about to leave for Orlando to get married. I remember hearing Ryan say as we were walking to what I think was our airplane,
"We're getting married!"
I don't remember what I said in response. I know I was thinking that I couldn't do it, I couldn't spend the rest of my life with him, though I felt like I didn't know how to tell him that, since we were on our way to get married, after all.

~

I was in some room, I think it was a classroom. I was sitting with some people I went to school with growing up. The room was full of people sitting in seats that looked like movie theater seats. They were all outlining the sides of the room. I remember I was sitting by two guys, both named Stephen (though one spells his name 'Steven'). Stephen had gotten up to go somewhere.

I remember I was talking to Steven about something in the 8th grade. He touched my leg as he talked to me. I was wearing shorts, so it was my bare leg. I felt awkward, cause Steven didn't do things like that. He's a very quiet, awkward person.

Then, Stephen came back. He started making out with me at some point. I felt really weird about it. I think he was making out with me before he left as well.

I also remember something about donuts...I remember people eating jelly-filled donuts. I don't think I ate one. There were like 2 big boxes of them.

Date: 08-11-10
Length: 5 Minutes
Vividness: 6/10

This dream was taking place in 3rd Person point of view, as if it were a movie.

There was a man and his girlfriend living in a motel/shack type of house on the harbor, literally hanging over the water.
The man hated the place.
He went on about how it was too small, his head would touch the roof when he was standing on the patio.

One day, a man pulled in.
He told the man living there about this woman name Eloise, I believe she was his mother, yet also related to his girlfriend in some way.

-frenchblablabla

Date: 07-30-10
Length: 2 Days
Vividness: 6/10

The first place I remember being is at my Chinese grandparent's house, except everything was a lot bigger.
Dakota (my girlfriend) was there with me, as well as a couple other people whom I forget.
We were hanging out, but I remember feeling frustrated at some point, so I believe Dakota and I were arguing.

Some events passed, of which I don't remember, and we wound up in a chapel, just the two of us, and a priest.
We asked the priest to marry us, so he began the ceremony.
We were both so happy walking down the aisle and getting married together, bound to spend the rest of our lives with each other.

More events that I don't recall passed, and I found myself on a bike, Dakota gone, on my way to my new house, where I currently live.
I got there and my 7th grade Life Science teacher (Mr. Croshaw) sneezed into his hand.
I was about to shake his hand, but he told me to shake his left one instead of the right.
I walked inside the house with my mom, and she began telling me about how Mr. Croshaw had to look at dead animals every time he shook hands with anyone.
I believe my dream ended there, but as it was fading, I felt a feeling of being worried that me and Dakota could never have a real wedding with our family.


This was the first dream I ever wrote down in a dream journal.

-frenchblablabla

Dream - Lucid

I was at my wedding...I was going to marry Ryan. It was outside in a green field. There were tons of chairs set up. We had never had a rehearsal dinner, so I was kind of worried about how things would go, but I hoped it would work out fine. I thought about being up at the alter, saying my vows. The wedding was to be at noon.

Then, I remember seeing a soccer field that kind of looked like a volleyball court behind where we were supposed to have the ceremony. I remember seeing Kim, a girl I work with, playing soccer with a group of people. My boss told her she wouldn't get credit for something because she wasn't going to be at my wedding. She said she knew. I wasn't really too concerned about it. The only thing was, I thought the game may interfere with the ceremony. Someone kicked a soccerball and it went out of bounds towards me. I took it and threw it back to them.

People started to fill up the empty seats that were set up. I was laying on my stomach to the right of the alter. I was wearing a strapless wedding dress. I noticed that my bridesmaids were all late; I didn't see any of them. The seats were full now...there were tons of people on both sides.

Then, a director by the alter started to direct the organ. The Wedding March started to play. I thought it was just a rehearsal of the music, so I just stayed where I was and watched. But then, I saw Ryan and his groomsmen walking to the alter. I thought about how it was said to be bad luck for the groom to see the bride in her wedding dress before the wedding. I also thought that Ryan must be confused, because this is just a rehearsal...right?

I remember seeing the director quietly counting the beats off to himself as he directed. He then looked at me as if to say "We're waiting for you, get up here!". I started to mouth to him whether or not I needed to be up there or not. Ryan and his groomsmen were standing at the alter. I then remember seeing 3 of my bridesmaids in long, black dresses covered in sequens standing at the alter. They had HUGE tags that the bridesmaids hadn't taken off of them yet. I guessed they were going to return them. I remember Rachel being one of the bridesmaids, and then a girl I barely know in waking life that I went to high school with, Lindsey, being one. I can't remember who the 3rd one was. They still weren't all there though. Upon closer examination of the bridesmaids' dresses, I noticed that they had some crazy, huge headpiece attatched to them. Wtf?

~

I was in a house. I was laying down to go to sleep. My bed was in the kitchen. I remember hearing music play. A woman was cleaning the kitchen, which was only lit by the light above the stove. She laid down next to me and tried to cuddle me. She whispered something in my ear. I said "no" to whatever it is that she said.

Then, I remember seeing Nick. He told me it was a shame that I was getting married, since so many guys liked me.

I then remember being by the kitchen sink. A lizard was swimming in a large glass of dirty water, which was sitting in the sink. The lizard was Kacey's, and I was watching him for her. I dumped out the dirty water in the glass, and filled in with clean water from the tap. The lizard then proceeded to use the bathroom, dirtying the water again. The glass was warm. Gross.

I was then going to fill the sink up with water and let him swim in there, but decided I first needed to put Belle, my cat, away first so she didn't eat him. I asked someone if the "Spanish room" was being used. I then saw my old high school Spanish teacher, Mrs. K. She said no, the room wasn't being used. I thought this was odd for a second, but didn't look too far into it.

I took Belle into the "Spanish room", which was located in the back of the house. It was a beautiful, old-timey-looking bedroom. I remember seeing big, billowy off-white curtains. It was very cute. I put Belle down in the room.

Dream - Lucid

I was in the car at night. I was riding with Rachel, who was driving. Apparently, we were going to get married. I wanted to marry her AND Ryan. We found someone who would do it, but instead of Ryan, Rachel's friend Christina was there. Weird. I remember being in front of the person marrying us.

I didn't have a wedding band, but an engagement ring. The ring was super cheap. The band was gold and it had a small diamond set in it, though I don't think it was a real diamond. I remember it being a little too big as well, and it kept sliding around on my finger. It also kept bending; it was extremely malleable.

I remember also skipping data analysis, even though I'm out of absenses in that class. I did approach Rachel in a classroom, and asked her if we could at least have a wedding ceremony. She seemed bothered by my asking, and pretty much told me she couldn't afford it. I knew that I had rushed into things by marrying her; I felt like I should have been more patient. I didn't want to even be with her, I wanted to be with Ryan. I was dissappointed in myself for rushing.

I remember then, at some point, asking Rachel if she believed in coincidence. She told me yes, and started to explain why. I told her I didn't, and that I thought everything happened for a reason. She countered me by saying that only some things happen for a reason. I didn't understand a lot of what she was saying.

Then, I remember being outside in a huge pool of very clear water. I remember flashing my ring at a guy who had asked me out. The ring now didn't have a stone, but had a black oval in its place.

I then remember going underwater, and seeing a group of guys standing under there. It was like there was a small town under the water that had been flooded (I have been playing too much Zelda in waking life, haha). I swam to the bottom, and let my breath out so I would sink and be able to stand on the bottom. I talked to the guys. I then went up for air.

When I got to the top, my old friend Josh was there. I was talking to him about how upset I was about the whole marriage situation, and he said, after some talking,
"I won't be home from 2-8, but why don't you come over at 8 to keep me company?"
I knew what he meant by that...I would be cheating. I saw the seductive look in his eye. As he was leaving, I nodded and said yes, I would be there. I didn't feel super bad about it, but I did feel a little bad.

Then, I remember being in a huge, open stone field that was surrounded by some small buildings and trees. I thought I was under the water again, but upon further examination, I figured out I wasn't. I was talking to a lesbian, and I was telling her about the situation. I then concluded as I was talking
"You can't marry more than one person. I'm not even gay!" Big duh moment.
I then remember pulling out the marriage certificate. It looked very unofficial, and looked like a photo copy. It had Rachel's, Christina's, and my signatures on it. I ripped it up.

~

I was in some apartment/school. It was kind of like dorm rooms. People were stealing all of these things out of the rooms, things that were "bad", or something. I went into someone's room and took a poster off the door. I remember hearing the crumbling of paper as I took it with me. I went outside to put it in a car, but felt so bad about stealing, that I went back into the room and laid the poster down on the bed.

Then, I remember walking in a hallway that looked like a middle or high school lobby. I was with someone else, a guy, and we were walking towards the front door to leave. We were stopped by an old acquaintance of mine, Sean. He told us to stop, and then said that we had to go through a certain door because it had The Lord's Prayer posted on it. I said to whoever I was with as we passed Sean
"I've known The Lord's Prayer since I was little..." I didn't think it was neccessary for us to stop and read it.
We approached the door, and saw the prayer posted on it. I don't remember if we used that door or not.

Then, I remember watching a war. An ex, Jake, was fighting in it. He had a hand-held cannon that he was using to fight with. I was watching him fight while sitting at a table. He was in a field. I remember watching him use the cannon, and every time he would, some of his hair would fall out.

After awhile, he approached me, and said
"Every time I use this, some of my hair falls out!" He pointed to his head.
I remember he was wearing a brown hoodie with the hood up.

Then, Jake told me the war had been a stalemate. I then asked him
"How can you tell who wins and who loses?"
He replied, very smartass-like
"Well, the team who celebrates is the winner...and..."
I cut him off and said
"I know that. But how do you know who wins and who loses?"
He started to answer, but I woke up.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was in a house like my great-grandmother's house. Other family members were there. We were all getting ready for a wedding, which was probably going to take place in the living room.

I walked out from the kitchen into the living room. Right where my great-grandmother's chair would have been, there was a bed. Two or three people were in the bed. These were the people who were going to get married.

The people had a weird look, like they were frozen or made out of wax. They had strained, sinewy looks on their faces, like old paintings of people in sorrow and pain. They looked like they were near death. One of them seemed to be wearing ancient robes and a head-covering, like women in Renaissance paintings. The robes, and possibly even the person, seemed to be colored a pale pink.

I think that the scene of the bed made so little sense to me that I actually looked away from it. I couldn't understand how a marriage could be so morbid.

Other family members were seated in different parts in the room, each group spaced well apart from the other. The family members remarked that there was one person missing from the bed -- the woman who was actually to be the bride.

The family members all remarked that the woman was so sensitive about having her picture taken in these situations that she'd avoided this scene altogether. Everybody kind of felt bad for setting up this situation, even though it seemed to be the usual part of a wedding. But everybody kind of looked up to this girl, so they hated doing anything that made her uncomfortable.

I saw the girl in my head. She looked kind of young, maybe in her late teens or early twenties. She was skinny, kind of pale, and blonde, with her hair in a pony tail. She wore tight blue jeans and a white t-shirt which she had tucked into her pants, but which was also a little baggy around her tiny waist.

Dream #2

I was in a small bedroom, like a bedroom for a little kid, with my boss. We both sat on the floor, cross-legged. I sat before a bunk bed. My boss sat near the door.

I had a big, white, cotton bag of laundy in front of me. Inside the bag was a bunch of laundry and two packs of diapers. One pack was pink, and one pack was blue.

I was going through the bag, shuffling through all the clothing, which may actually have been dirty. I may have been trying to pull some stuff together for some kind of business trip that I was going to take with my boss.

My boss started telling me about his old job, which actually had something to do with the packs of diapers in the laundry bag. He had done something like design the diapers or been among the first sales team to promote them, or something.

Apparently the diapers were made for newborns or very young babies. There was some other sort of stuff related to the diapers -- clear, plastic items like tubing and masks (?).

I pretended to be pulling different items of clothing out of the bag. But I was actually more focused on pulling the diapers and the plastic items out of the bag. I wanted to wear the diapers from the pink pack. I think I assumed that the plastic gear helped you fit into the diapers (?).

I hoped my boss didn't catch on that I was going to try and wear these newborn girls' diapers. But eventually my boss stopped talking about his old job. He got impatient that I was taking so long finding clothes for the business trip. He said, "I'll be waiting outside, whenever you finally have everything all ready to go."

Dream - Lucid - AP

I was in my family's garage, on the side my dad's car is usually on, but it wasn't in there. I was looking at some photos in an album. I knew I was about to get married, and my heart sank for a minute, because I thought that I was marrying someone other than Ryan. Then, I saw a photo of Ryan and I together, and I knew that I was, in fact, going to marry him. I got excited, and stayed excited throughout the entire dream.

Then, I was at some place that was going to do a photoshoot of our engagement, and my bridesmaids. We were sitting outside. There were some of my friends whom I would like to be in my wedding sitting in chairs. Courtney is one that I remember vividly being there. But there was a girl there whom I rarely talk to in waking life, Erica. I wondered what she was doing there. I also didn't see MK or Caitlin there. I figured they were off busy with something and couldn't make it.

I then remember looking through a photo album of pictures that were already taken of my wedding party and I. In a lot of them, I was sitting on a bed with a light, seafoam green shirt on under a wedding gown. A lot of my bridesmaids were around me in a lot of the photos.

Then, I remember seeing a program/menu for the wedding/reception. I then knew why Erica was there--because her mom was helping with the food for the reception. On the menu I saw something about crawfish (which I've never eaten in waking life). I thought that was interesting. I also looked for my bridesmaids' names on the program. I saw some of them, but some were hard to read.

Then, I was sitting next to Ryan inside this building that the photoshoot was in. We were sitting on chairs inside the edge of this pen that was fenced in with a low, black, fence made of metal bars. We were waiting to do this photo of him throwing the engagement ring to me, and me catching it. The thing was, he hadn't formally proposed to me yet. We just knew we were getting married since we had talked about it so much. I wanted a formal proposal, but it wasn't neccessary. At some point, I called him my boyfriend, and then said "Oh, I mean fiance". He then slipped the ring on my right ring finger, but it was too big. In fact, my pinky fit in it as well. I tried putting it on the left ring finger, and it fit better, but I was supposed to wear it on my right until we got married. I figured I needed to go get it sized at some point.

Then, Jeanne, a lady I work with, called us over. We walked to the other far edge of the pen, and she started giving us instructions on how the photoshoot needed to go.

01.01.2011

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was climbing across a giant bookshelf (I think there were books but I'm not sure) while a narrator with a really cool voice told me the story of a princess and a prince who had married each other without being in love. To compensate they bought each other really expensive gifts. I could see really expensive jewels in the bookshelf. Later there was a war and the princess divorced the prince and then she married another guy who was a hero. After reaching the end I began climbing across the bookshelf again and heard the first part of the story again but the section where I had been told that the hero had married the princess was now blocked.

Notes: Nice! I didn't expect to remember anything in new year with how little I slept.

Dreamsigns: The narrator, jewels from the story and why was I climbing a bookshelf?

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Yesterday was exhausting, so I had difficulties in recalling last night's dreams. On the first dream-phase I know I had 3 or 4 dreams, but no matter how much I try to recall, I just have vague feelings. In the morning all I could remember from these first dreams was one bit that was lucid.

Lucid mirror manipulation
Not a big deal as I have had many lucid dreams a lot more interesting, but hey, it's was lucid so it's important to mention. I got lucid when looking in a mirror. It happens a lot, even if the image is just perfect. There was somebody else with me and I wanted to show this person we were dreaming so I put my hand on the mirror until it became soft and I could put my fingers and hand through it. Then for some stupid reason, I decided I wanted to try its taste! SO I grabbed a little bit of liquified glass in my hand and touched it with my mouth. It got stuck in my teeth, as caramelized sugar and solidified around it. Imagine, glass teeth! I'm sure it would look cool, but the sensation was not so comfortable, so then I lost lucidity trying to get it off my teeth. How stupid.

Guesthouse with lots of guests I know
On my second dream-phase I also don't recall the beggining. But I was visiting some city (recurrent dream I have, always travelling somewhere). I can only remember well from the moment I entered the place where I was lodged. I had to insert a code on the door to be able to enter and I was afraid I didn't know what it was and would have to sleep outside. [semi-lucid] I kinda knew I was in a dream and that is why I had no idea of the code. But I tried the one from a place in Germany where I was staying a few months ago and it worked. Nice. So I entered this place, it was very late in the night and there was no soul around. I went to a room that was available - no idea if it was mine or not, but I had to rest. I thought it was extremely nice place and apparently costed 50 EUR per night, which I thought was not that cheap but also not so expensive for the conditions it had.
I hear some voices in the corridor so I open the bedroom door and I saw a bunch of my old colleagues from the university. Somehow they were now like some characters from Grey's Anatomy. They were interns in med-school (althoug we are actually biologists) and were all leaving in the middle of the night to go watch and learn some important surgery.
I go back to my room and there is this strange vintage curtain over the bed. I pick it up and realise it would make a lovely dress (dresses seem to also be a recurrent theme), so I try to transform it and try it out, when two girls start entering my room. Apparently it was theirs or they are also trying to find one that is empty. But one of them is a girl I know for many years called Diana. We talk a little bit but the conversation ends around the dress I was trying to make. I look in the mirror and I look incredibly fat on it - usually in my dreams I'm incredibly hot - and they seem disgusted, and comment that such nice dress on a fat lady is just wrong. I think that I'm not that fat but didn't realise it was a dream-effect.

The Pope and buddhist monks
Later on I am wandering on this guesthouse which is now huge like a city in itself. I found myself in a part of it that is castle like. I don't remember the details but I am now with my buddhist teacher and some buddhist monks. I am wearing robes like the ones of the monks but actually they have 3 colours: red, yellow and aqua-blue. When I am still starting to figure out how I and them got there, passes by us on a corridor a bunch of catholic priests and monks and then the Pope. Lots of people with candles follow them and we do that to. We all end up on a room. [This was clearly resulting from a conversation I had with my dad during the day. He doesn't accept very well that I'm buddhist so I asked him if he'd feel more happy that I was catholic. He is an atheist so that would be even more hideous to him]. The Pope is conducting a mass and even the buddhist monks are paying attention and respects and I think, maybe I should do the same, but for some reason I don't feel any devotion towards this guy as I do feel for my teacher. Then I hug my teacher wholeheartedly. Of course he is only my projection and that is why he doesn't react. I notice that his robes are the exact opposite of mine (in terms of colour disposition) and I can't help to realise the parallel with the Da Vinci code theory about the clothes of JC and Magdalene on the Last Supper. I hear all of the mass and then the Pope and everybody else leaves. When I pass in front of a giant mirror in a hallway, the way that my half-buddhist robes are now falling, instead of folded, I realise that I look so much like Virgin Mary. And I look beauuutiful.

[ Prince of Persia
I'm now on top of what looks like a curtain wall of the guesthouse turned into castle. There's a lot of commotion on the street down there. The earth is shaking a bit and a huge scar appears on the ground. On the other side of the street there's more of this castle like construction and a gate leading to its inside. There's a big banner announcing Prince of Persia (I guess the movie). A guy appears behind me and invites me to go cross the other castle. Apparently it is already closed as it is night but he knows some way to get inside. I go think about it but first I go back to the guesthouse inside to rest or change clothes or whatever.

Peeing and the black hair girl again
Again in the guesthouse, which is becoming more palace like each minute, I try to find a toilet. I finally get to one but when I'm already going to seat on the toilet I realise there's a girl in the shower. But she is just sitting there, with clothes on and I'm not sure what she's doing there. I look at her and recognise the girl with the long straight balck hair from yesterday's dream on a cave. She just tells me to go ahead and pee. I do it and it actually relieved me a lot. But here I got semi-lucid and realise that I could be peeing myself in bed! I think "I hope not". but continue living the dream.

Marriage
After the toilet scene I was again going up and down exploring the guesthouse and found myself in a huge ballroom where a marrige was being celebrated. Mostly old people were there but also a few youngsters. I realise everybody is looking fancy and I'm on sabrinas with socks and decide at least to take the socks out. Some young girl laughs at me because I took at least 5 socks from one foot. Then I sit on a table with the young people and one the boys invites me for something. Actually I think it's the one that wanted to visit the castle in front. Apparently he is quite a playboy and only the hot girls get his attention so everybody is either surprised or envious that he is flirting me. I mean, not that I'm ugly, but I'm in a palace, on a marriage, with 5 pairs of socks...

Kill Bill
In the last dream-phase of the night I was inside the Kill Bill movie. I don't know if it started before, but remember only being under the ground with Uma Thurman. I felt like I was her but watching her from the outside at the same time. She was pissed and trying to get to the surface. Unlike the movie, in this dream there was a guy by her grave just ensuring she was really dead and buried. Then, like in a zombie movie, she put her hand outside, the guy freaked out but had no time to run, she grabbed him by the neck, beat him up and threw him on the grave hole left by her. He was K.O. for some time but when he was waking up, she threw on him an explosive. His eyes popped out with despair when he saw death coming and she pressed a button and kabum! Then I though - wow, that was mean and I would definetly not do it. I'm just watching, I'm not really her. Then I was not having fun anymore and woke up.

When I woke up and was trying to remember all the details of the dreams to write it down, I then opened my eyes and the face of this girl in black hair was still hovering in front of me on the ceiling. Who is she? Maybe she's been on my dreams for a longer time but only know that I'm recalling many more of them I noticed her presence. Or maybe she is just a dreamer that started now sharing dreams with me. If you're out there, I hope to find you

Key: Non-Lucid, Lucid, Commentary/Notes, Hypnagogic Hallucinations

I was a kid again, about 10 years old and back at primary school. A girl who was a friend and my first love interest was there, C.

Fast forward to sometime in the future and we're both adults -- I assume the same age I am presently. C is wearing a wedding dress and we're getting married.

When I was a kid I always had this idea that I'd marry her when we were older. Heh, a little soppy for a young boy I know, but I always was a little weird like that.

C and I were outside my old primary school. There was a mob of wrestlers and they looked angry. There was a circus tent off in the distance at the end of a dead-end street. I wasn't happy that these apparently travelling circus people who were also for some reason wrestlers were causing trouble. I was telling them they better leave, or else! Some of them were dressed as cowboys, and I think they all had beards. There must have been 20 - 30 of them, but I was determined to make them all leave, even if it had to get violent... I woke up before it did.