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I was on the bus, early in the morning, which had an interior of an RV, and it slid sideways on the highway, and I managed to open the ceiling emergency roof, and stoop on the top of the bus roof, waiting for it to roll over on its side, for me to jump onto the next upward facing side, though it never rolled. Once the bus came to a stop, it ended up crashing into something, and when I returned to the inside of the bus, it was noticeably larger on the inside, and things happened, talking, walking, and planning, I noticed the bus driver was dead and there was weed being smoked as well

Once I arrived at school, on the corner of building 6, where that windowed computer lab room was, this blonde stoner kid who rides my bus was in front of a carnival like game, with an Airsoft Pistol, and I confronted him, and asked to play. As soon as I played, I noticed administrators coming in this direction. I gave him the gun, and stood to the side. He saw them, and stealthy hid it under the stand. They bothered me for awhile, until I redirected their attention to the kid, and left.

I was in a portable that was where the ASL class was. I managed to leave the portable, and stood on the side. I was wearing my leather jacket, and remembered previously shooting the gun twice before leaving the class to escape the oncoming trouble. And just like that, I saw most all of the School Administration, Police Guards, and Security, all crowing the front door of the portable I just left, though hidden behind another portable, I saw it all unfold, and decided "Fuck it" and confronted them, and they commanded I not move, to where I ran up and jumped up the Portable near by, got onto the roof, and waved the gun in the air.

I was in the 'office' though it resembled the Cafeteria in Chapter 1 of Half Life 2, the one where Citizens eat food, that you talk to, in the very beginning of the game. I sat at a booth table, with Mr. Sanchez to my left, and Mr. Urichko, the Principle, opposite of me. He asked me about a green flyer that was circulating the school, about disclosure of global truths, government corruption, and other things. I asked if they knew about those truths, and they replied "of course" and I jumped from my seat excited, and ecstatic to realize that they were awake to, but mad that they haven't taken the responsibility of disclosing the information over the Announcements.

I was in Universal, Driving my mom's car, trying to follow how to Park in the giant Parking Garage. My mom was in the passanger seat, being a mom and stuff, and I was just trying to gain the expereince of parking by myself.

I woke up early to go to school, had breakfast, and went outside the front door to see how cold it was. My mom was inside the living room with the cat, and when I went outside, Daniel drove his truck into the Rose Bush and Flower Box at my front door, nearly hitting me, and flashed his front lights, signaling me to get in. I got inside, and he wanted to go buy lighters.

I'm getting out of the truck, walking to an odd shaped convenience store, and Taylor Volkema walks past me, but we pay each other no mind, and continue on our way. I get in, and walk around. I find myself forgetting about getting lighters and such, and notice some cloth's I'd like to put on. I take off my shirt, and am shirtless, then my pants, now pants-less. Before I know it, I'm on the floor, naked, in a convenience store. Luckily, I was in an aisle where no one could see me, so I was quick to put my cloths back on before anyone came by, except my parents, Mom and Dad, who just appeared in the same store, who saw me, and alerted me of my new exposed situation. I love Family!

Breakfast with Nat

Natalie Tran has made a new video. As always, she begins by talking about how long it's been since she made a video. But this time, she's not really apologizing for it, she's just going over some of the funnier comments and video responses she's received about it. She even wrote a song with lyrics composed almost entirely of titles of one page of video responses.

It's early morning. I go downstairs to find something to eat. While I'm doing so, Nat comes into the room and shows me that the food she made is sitting in the microwave. She seems very insistent that I take some, so I do. She's standing rather close to me, so I wonder if she's hoping we'll start kissing. When I sort of start half-flirting with her, though, she doesn't seem to notice. Later her boyfriend comes in, which is disappointing.

At one point I get a close look at her face, and I realize it looks much more European and less Vietnamese than it used to. This is very strange and worrisome.

Downtown Hotel Chaos

My family's been living in a hotel, but now we're moving out. I'm trying to gather my stuff and change my clothes. But there doesn't seem to be a good place to change. So I get on a double decker bus, the upper story of which is just one big room with no one else in it. But I'm worried that someone will come in, or that someone outside will look through the giant windows in the sides of the bus. And the bus ride is much shorter than I expect, so before I know it, a friend of mine is tugging my sleeve, saying that this is our stop. I have to get off again, without having accomplished anything.

I go back into the hotel and wander around for a little while, exploring.

Carnivorous Glider Rodents

My family is driving along the frontage road when we come upon a group of bicyclists. They're practicing a stunt where they bike forwards, then swing the bike perpendicular to its momentum so that it rolls sideways for a while. [IRL this is impossible due to friction, but I didn't realize this at the time.] Obviously they're paying no attention to other bikers since they're basically hoodlums, so when my parents try to pass one of them, he's not in control and he runs into one of them, and he crashes. My family continues on its way. I flip the bird over my shoulder on the off chance that the guy is looking in my direction. Instead, I hear the voice of a different guy I know saying hi. He sounds carefully unoffended, so I think he thinks I was giving /him/ the finger. Darn it.

There are some furry rodent-foxes falling from the sky one at a time. They have skin flaps like glider squirrels, and they just glide in from somewhere and fall on top of people and attack them. They don't seem very dangerous, but they seem annoying, so we have to try to kill them. I have a meat cleaver that I can try to throw like a battleaxe. We enter a ceilingless arena where one of the creatures has just landed on an awning. My dad starts calling out instructions for all awnings to be dropped flat, presumably so the creature has nowhere to perch. This is done, and the creature starts jumping up and down around the arena, bouncing fifty feet high. I'm looking for my shot, and I think I can take it at the bottom of this jump! But then I realize that the creature is coming down right in the middle of a big group of people, and if I miss I might kill someone. I hold my fire, but I watch with apprehension as the creature lands and dozens of people in the group take the opportunity to throw their meat cleavers. Six or seven people keel over due to missed shots; I don't know if they killed the thing or not.

Dream - Lucid

I was at my house, sitting in my room. It was evening, and I had this awesome idea to book a hotel for the night, since I didn't have work in the morning and it was the weekend. I thought it would be something fun to do for a night or so. I thought I could bring some drinks and maybe a game system or two, and I'd be set. I was thinking I'd probably go to Nashville.

But I didn't want to go alone! So I called up my good friend Christina Yang from Grey's Anatomy, and asked her to go with me. I told her we could just get a room with a single queen bed to save on price if she "didn't mind that sort of thing". She didn't mind.

We were then in our hotel room in Nashville. It was now dark. The room was pretty nice and spacious. The lighting was dim. The bed was to the left, and the TV to the right, with big windows at the end, covered with translucent off-white curtains. The carpet was a dark red, I believe.

I was really excited for this. It would be fun to treat myself to a weekend out in a hotel. I couldn't wait! I then "remembered" doing something similar with Jake once, where we stayed in a hotel room, and I went to sleep while he stayed up and played games.

Then, I was with Christina Yang, Dr. Shepard (also from Grey's), and another woman. We were by the bed in our hotel room. Dr. Shepard and the woman were then lying side by side on the bed; it was an invitation for Yang and I to join. I got on top of Dr. Shepard, and I told them Yang would take the girl. We had been drinking, and apparently Yang hadn't really drank before. She stumbled into a hallway in the room and threw up on the floor. She then came over to the bed, and I was looking down at Dr. Shepard as I took a swig of drink from a bottle when...

it was then the next morning. I couldn't remember a damn thing about the night before! I must have blacked out. I asked about it, though I'm not sure who I asked, and was told it was a crazy awesome night! I asked if I drank a lot and I was told yes, though I honestly only remembered drinking a little. I was not nearly as gone as Yang, and yet, I couldn't remember anything! I had a feeling it had turned into a foursome/orgy type of thing. Sigh. And I didn't remember. That would have made for some interesting memories.

I then asked Yang what it was costing us to stay at this hotel per night, and she said it was $200 something. Shit! I barely have the money for that. Definitely not the money to stay two nights. I suggested to Yang that we stay in a cheaper hotel that night, one under $100/night. She suggested a hotel in Mt. Juliet instead of Nashville. I was fine with something like that, but we needed to check out ASAP. Yang then disappeared off somewhere, and I was left to pack everything up. I looked over by the big windows, and there was a small dresser there with a Wii, a small tin, and a Playstation 2 neatly lined up on top of it. The Wii and the tin were mine, but the PS2 was Yang's. I then walked by an ironing board, and hanging off the edge was a navy blue cable knit jacket. I then remembered that that had been the jacket Yang had on when she threw up on the floor, so it probably had vomit on it. I left that alone.

I then was trying to find the hotel exit. I rode in the elevator a couple of times, which moved very fast up and down. I talked to a man in the elevator the second time. I commented on how fast the elevator was.

I then was down in some basement area, and an older lady there, I think the hotel owner or some employee there, said the only way out was through this basement maze. She opened a door to it to show me. She said that I'd throw up in there quite a few times because of something with the amount of oxygen down there. I looked through the door and saw some people walking through, one a man. He leaned down to vomit. Ugh, gross. This can't be the only way out, right? I backed away from the door. I needed to find Yang; evening was coming again, and I didn't want to get charged for another day in this hotel.

I found Yang at some point at told her about the PS2 still being in the room. I then started to worry about the Wii and the other valuables that were still sitting in the room. I thought that since we had been away from the room for so long, someone may try to steal all of that stuff; it was sitting out in the open, after all.

Dream - Lucid

I was walking outside of work at night, though it looked different than IWL. Someone, I guess a supervisor, then came up to me and told me that on my file on the computer, there was a note that said they were keeping an eye on me. Wow what? Shit. I was worried they'd fire me now; it sounded like they were suspicious of me for some reason. I needed to do a better job at work so they wouldn't think that anymore. The general feelings in this dream were worry and dread; I wanted (and needed) to keep this job.

~

I was at work, behind the counter, though it looked a bit different than IWL. It was almost like I had been sleeping there too; I felt like it was early in the morning, well before opening time, and I was drowsy. There were other people there as well, I remember specifically a guy being at another cash register next to mine.

We were all getting gifts and stuff in the mail. I had gotten three dark blue and purple flowers that were in bushels on top of long stems that kind of looked like this:



Except for the ones in the dream were darker, more bunched together, on long stems and didn't have all the crazy leaves. The flowers were the same general shape though.

Anyway, the only thing I had to put them in was this small, clear/whitish translucent bottle. It already had water in it, so I put the flowers inside. One kept drooping because it was too top-heavy for the small bottle with all its tiny flower bushels on the top. I kept trying to fix it, but it just wasn't working; the same flower kept drooping. I took them out and asked the guy next to me if he had a vase or something. He said he didn't, so I then asked him to just hand me a big black cup. He did, and the flowers went in there just fine. Not a vase, but they fit...better than nothing!

I remember too at some point seeing that my old friend Alex H. worked with me there. He was at one of the registers.

Then, a manager got on the intercom and announced that soon it would be Fairy Wing Day, and we could dress as fairies to work. I got excited and started to plan out a fairy costume. I already have some wings.

I then imagined or saw someone who worked there walk by with fairy wings on.

Dream - Lucid

All I remember are bits and pieces from last night.

I was up and couldn't fall back asleep. Jake was with me, I believe. We turned Netflix on. I was going to do something to make myself tired again, but looking out the window, I noticed morning was breaking, and I had to be up anyway. I remember sitting on my knees on the foot of the bed when it was still dark. My bed was set at an angle, like it used to be when I was younger.

~

My cat was much smaller, and I was trying to get her to cuddle with another cat. I moved her paws onto the other cat, who was a short-haired, dark-colored tabby, and she didn't resist, and started cuddling (definitely a dream...). This was very surprising to me in the dream.

~

I was telling some girl off. I don't remember what I said or why.

So this dream came after I woke up in the morning, about 9:30 am and it was over at 9:38! I was totally awake on my bed checking around, listening to my parents in the other room and I suddenly lost consciousness and fall asleep in a REM state.

I am in a taxi with a friend who goes to a totally different destination usually every morning, but dreams have no logic anyway. Inside the taxi there are girls, unknown DCs but fit the style of stupid teenage girls anyway, so they were realistic. The taxi driver plays an active role aswell.

So we start talking about things like where are we going, I'm at the same time looking through the window plaecs I know, and we are on the move. Sometime in the dream the taxi driver asks "are you good students?" meaning of course if our grades are high. And my friend said something like "yes we are good students, in fact we're great students! Our greatness is measured in piles of shit!" Then I laughed like crazy.

Immediately, a dizzy feel got my head like I was on LSD or something and I got terryfied because I thought it was reality. I thought "wait a sec what is this? I didn't eat anything weird in the morning, why am I high? Is this a stroke?" And after that I woke up with a rap song in my ears.

Really terrifying and exciting aswell because it was an immediate REM induction like I fell unconscious or something and woke up 15 minutes later or so! Cool experience!

Dream - Lucid

I was walking into my house through the kitchen. It was morning, and I had been gone somewhere all night, I think in a dungeon killing monsters. My parents were away for awhile, and they wanted my brother and I to take care of the house. Well, apparently, my brother and I, and Chris and his girlfriend. Chris walked out of the hallway and into the kitchen wearing a grey shirt, followed by his girlfriend, followed by some guys carrying cases of beer. They had partied all night, and stayed at the house! WHAT? How disrespectful, not only to my brother and I, but to my parents! Besides that, I was mad that him and his girlfriend even stayed overnight at my house! Apparently, Chris was leaving to take his girlfriend to the airport. I don't think I said anything to him about how mad I was. I just stood there dumbfounded and pissed as they walked through the back door to leave.

I then felt like I was at the airport, but it was open and outdoors. The sky was blue/grey with some white clouds. I was then in an airplane, and we passed through a huge cloud. It was as if I was enveloped by fluffy, warm clouds, which at first, didn't make a whole lot of sense to me, because I thought passing through the cloud would make the plane colder. But instead, it made me feel sleepy, comfy, and relaxed, so I closed my eyes.

Then, I was back at the house, and wanted to go down into the dungeon-type area (more video game/Minecraft elements here) that was actually down inside the house. Blake went with me. I think I had to get something from down there.

When we got down there, it was quite dark, and there were monsters everywhere, some that looked like the Pokemon Gurrdurr from a game I was watching Blake play yesterday IWL. I started to hack away at the monsters as they noticed and came at me, all while trying to light the room up with torches. As all this was going on, I was complaining to Blake about the Chris situation, about him staying there overnight with his girlfriend. I was still mad about the party thing, but more mad about him bringing his girlfriend into my house. He seemed perplexed, as if he didn't understand why I was so pissed about the whole thing. I then thought that they were staying in my bed, and probably having sex in it. Ugh. Gross and awkward. I imagined my empty bed messed up on both sides in my dark room.

I kept wanting/needing to return to that dungeon area for some reason, and each time I returned, all the monsters had respawned in the same places, and the lighting was gone again, so I'd have to re-kill the monsters and re-light the room.

This dream seems to be showing me how I keep on getting jealous and peeved that Chris has an awesome girlfriend (symbolized not only by them being together in my house in the dream, but the concept of "fighting the same monsters over and over" in the dungeon) whom he's been dating for over a year now, and it makes me jealous, because we had such a strong love for each other when we were together. Even still, though I thought I was over it and that I'd moved on (all this stuff with us fighting and him getting together with this girl happened almost 2 years ago now), when I see something about him and her on Facebook, it kind of upsets me, and I quickly scroll past it to avoid thinking too much about it.

Also, I know for a fact I had a long dream before this, but my recall isn't really great right now for a multitude of reasons. Hoping it gets back on track here again soon.

Dream - Lucid

I was at what looked exactly like Jake's apartment with a bunch of other people, including my friend Rachel, and one of my old teachers from college, Mr. H. Apparently, it was some sort of class.

Mr. H told us all to go around the apartment and memorize as many items that were there as we could "in order", whatever that meant. We all then started, and I stuck by Rachel. We named off all these items as we all scattered across the apartment. I remember seeing a lot of vegetables in the kitchen area. The one I specifically remember is cucumbers for some reason. I named off other items in my head, talking to Rachel about them. Everyone seemed excited.

We only had a short amount of time to do this. Mr. H soon called us back, and we all sat on the couch in the living room (even the couch was the exact same as in Jake's apartment). He gave us worksheets, and we had to name off the items we remembered "in order", and answer some other questions about them. I had been trying to remember all the items I encountered, beginning with the first one, but I started to get confused, and just wrote down each of the individual vegetables and some other random things. That question was actually closer to the bottom of the worksheet.

I noticed that others were having little to no trouble remembering the items; one girl even had over 500 items listed, I think the exact number was 534. Many were already turning in their assignments, which Mr. H was grading right away, and they were getting good grades. I know at least one person got a 100.

I think I was the last to finish the assignment. I felt like I wasn't going to do very well. I turned it in to Mr. H, who was sitting on a kitchen chair in the living room, close to the door. I sat down in another kitchen chair close to him and waited. He gave my paper back shortly, and it said 54 on the top. Great. I got a 54. And everyone else is musing about their awesome 100s and such. Ugh, I feel like a complete idiot.

But then, Mr. H pointed something out to me. There was some weird, small white sign between us with a red number on it. There was the number 119 written over the 54. I guess I got a 119. Um...yeah, I can live with that, that's awesome as fuck, but wtf?

~

I was sitting outside my front door on the red brick stairs that lead up to it. It was sunny and nice outside; a great day. I want to say it was morning, actually. A small calico cat came up to me, and I started to pet her. She was so sweet! I was talking to her, saying she was adorable and such, and then I looked to my right, and there was a cop just sitting there, in his uniform, drinking a mug of coffee (I'm pretty sure it was coffee). He looked fairly young and had short dark brown hair and a mustache. Internally, I freaked out at first, then realized I had absolutely nothing to hide, nothing to freak out about. He looked at me. He looked content and relaxed with a happy look about his face, though not overly so. He said something about the cat's owner, whom I think was actually him.

Then, I was playing this PC game that I used to play when I was a kid. I'm going to break from the dream for a second to explain the actual game. It was one of the first online games I ever played. It had come with this other game I had, some game from the "Jump-Start" series of PC games. I want to say the game was called Knowledge Land. You "walk" (slide) around a coarse 3-D world with other players with an avatar, the most common avatar being a mouse. You earned other avatars, such as tigers and even humans, by collecting different types of cards, some of which you earned by going into this cave thing and answering questions that this computer asked you, and some of which you could just pick up off the ground.

Anyway, I was playing that for some reason, and I felt like I was a little old for it, and the game was waaay outdated, so I would more than likely be the only person playing it. But I was wrong, there were others playing. I was friends on there with some guy with a Japanese-type robot avatar. The game in the dream had the same idea as the real Knowledge Land, but it was very different graphic-wise; there was a more extensive 3-D world, and you could move about it more freely. I was helping the robot guy with something, though I can't remember what.

Then, I was in an elevator with Andy, I think Jase, and some other guys. They were holding up these Star Wars t-shirts to their bodies, showing them off since they had just bought them. They were excited about them. I commented on Andy's, saying it was really cool.

Then, the elevator started to move down very quickly, and I started to freak out a little because I was floating up towards the ceiling from the speed we were traveling. Everyone else seemed to be grounded but me. They were holding onto some railing I think. I was commenting on it to them. I then thought about curling into a fetal position as I usually do in these dreams with the elevator (a fairly common theme for me), but I started trying to get a handle on the handrail so I could stay put, even though I actually started to really enjoy the floating.

The elevator then started moving in other directions, like forward and down hills and stuff.
"Wooo!" I said, "It's like a roller coaster!"
I was having fun. I could even see out these windows that were now in the elevator. We were being carried on this rail that was above us. There was water around I believe, and we were traveling through a building. I remember seeing lots of metal bars.

We finally stopped and got off the elevator. I think we were in some sort of parking garage.

~

I had another dream this morning, but I can't remember it right now.

I was sitting on my bed in my room and it was dark outside yet light in my room. I got up and walked out the door into the bathroom. I looked at the clock and it said that it was 6:30AM, right on time that I normally wake up. I turned on the shower and brushed my teeth while waiting for the water to heat up. Once it was warm I got in and went through my usual shower, nothing out of the ordinary. I got out of the shower and when I stepped on the ground I slipped and hit my head right on the ground. I had forgotten to put the mat down . My head didn't hurt at all and I got right up as if nothing had happened. I continued on with my morning as usual. I walked down the stairs and it led right into the gym locker room at out school

I walked outside the locker room into the gym where my classmates were playing this game called jugball. It's a game in which you have to get a tennis ball to your "goalie" on the opposite side of the gym using milk jugs with the bottom cut off (you can't run). Anyway, when I had walked out I grabbed a jug and got right into the action. I casually walked down to the end of the gym and saw two of my friends just standing there, not doing anything. "Hey guys, having fun?" I asked in a casual, sarcastic way. "Tons," they replied, equally as sarcastic. I turned around to look at the other side of the gym where the ball had gone and saw one of the more sports-oriented kids down there getting the ball. I turned around, looked at me and chucked it as hard as he could (this part actually happened a few days ago)

The ball flew at me and I quickly moved my hand over my stomach to stop the ball and actually ended up catching it! (This happened too only it just bounced off my hand, I didn't catch it ) For some reason, this made me start to question whether or not I was awake. I looked around more carefully and didn't see anything wrong with the dream. All my friends looked normal and there were no irregularities. I looked down at my hands and noticed nothing was wrong with them, all 10 fingers and no differences. "Hey, Burke, pass it over here!" One of my friends yelled. I tossed it over and proceeded to do a nose-plug RC. To my surprise, It worked! I was lucid! Quite an interesting way to get lucid .

I hadn't had a lucid in a while so I didn't want to waste this one. I thought of what to do and decided I would do the TotY. The first one that came to mind was the first television broadcast so I imagined a room back in the ealy 1900s and a small T.V. sitting in the corner. I snapped my fingers and I was brought to a small room where everything was in black and white, except me. The room was completely empty, no doors or anything except for one small end table with a modern-day t.v. on it, only it as really small about 6 inches across. I walked over to it (the room was only like 10' by 10') and there was one knob on the side. I turned it towards the part that said "on" and waited for something to happen.

I stared at the screen and could see a very static-y screen like when you don't have a signal. I waited for about 10 seconds for something to happen and after nothing did, I looked around the t.v. for an answer to my problems. Coming out of the back of the t.v. was a power cord but it only had one prong, similar to an auxiliary cable. I looked around the room again and tried to find an outlet but there was nothing to be seen. I figured I could just summon one so I turned around and thought to myself, "when I turn around, there will be an outlet for this thing right behind it." When I turned around there was indeed an outlet, but it was a modern day, 3-pronged one. This wouldn't work but I figured I might as well try. I stuck the jack into the round hole where the 3rd prong would normall go.

It fit right in and there a couple sparks but no flames or anything. I looked at the t.v. screen and it was now a faint blue, almost gray, color. I reached behind the t.v. expecting there to be a remote and there was! Man, I'm really getting the hang of summoning stuff . The remote only had a few buttons: power, channel, and menu. I clicked the channel one and saw the screen change to a faint green and a small number appeared in the corner saying "02." It makes sense since the first one would've been one, and this one was two. I continued to flip through the channels but there was nothing broadcasting, only various colors, some brighter than others while a few were so faded they almost were just a shade.

Around channel 8 when the t.v. had turned to a faint red, almost pink, color I noticed that the room had changed color too, the same color as the screen. I turned it back to 7, which was a deep purple, and the room changed accordingly. Getting a little frustrated I just yelled at the t.v. "Just show me a damn show!" I waited a second and after a brief moment the screen started to flicker. On the screen a group of people started to form with what looked like big blocks of wood in from of them. After another few seconds I saw that is was a band! A stereotypical big band from the 1920s and 1930s. There was about 20 of them in total and on the front of their music stands I saw a circle with some sort of letters around it and a clarinet lilted to the side in the middle.

The entire broadcast was in black and white and thus the room changed accordingly. The conductor up in from raised his hands and all the musicians raised their instruments. I started to waive his hands and all the players took a big breath. I could tell they were playing some sort of music but, this being the first t.v, there was no sound. What's the point of a concer on t.v. if there's no sound? I was a little disappointed and wanted to hear what they were saying so I decided to try something new. I walked up to the t.v. and kicked it with my left foot. As I had expected, my leg went right through the screen but it didn't break it, my leg actually went through the screen and into the scene that had been filmed. I squeezed the wrest of my body through and ended up in some sort of concert hall with a large dance floor and tables surrounding it.

Once there I could hear some music and it seemed very familiar. I looked around and could see a lot of people in the room, some dancing, talking, and others just sitting at the tables eating some food. I walked over to one of them and asked what song this was. They responded in a stereotypical New Yorker accent which I found rather humorous saying, "Eh? Oh yeah, thems guys. They's the Glen Miller Band or sometin' with this new fangled doo-hickey called 'jazz.' It's not too bad. I actually like it, personally and it seems like a lot of others do to. So, whad'ya say? You wanna dance or somethin'?" Wow, he had a really heavy accent but it amused me nonetheless. "No, that's not what I asked. What is the name of this song?" I asked him again. "The song? Uh... I ain't got a clue, but that Firo ova there, he knows what new and fancy and whatnot." He pointed to a younger person, probably about 16 with a brown suit and tan fedora on. "Thanks." I told him.

I walked over to this kid and tapped him on the shoulder. He immediately spun around and tried to hit me in the face! I quickly ducked down to avoid it. "What the hell'd ya do that for!?" I yelled at him. "You're pretty quick." he said, "I don't see many people with moves like that. What's ya name?" He had a slightly less pronounced accent but it was still noticible. "I'm Burke," I told him. "This man over there said that this guy named Firo knew what this song was called. Is that you? Do you know?" I asked him. "Yea, I'm him, and this song here these guys is playin's called 'In the Mood' or somethin'. It's not bad, I like it." He told me. Ah-ha! That's what it was! We had played this in our local jazz bad a couple years ago. It's actually a pretty good song.

"Now, since I did somethin' for you, you gotta do somethin' for me." He said suddenly. "What's that you want?" I asked him. He smirked and brought his fist back as if he was about to punch something. "Ye see, I'm kinda a jerk, so I just want one thing. I want you... to wake up!" He quickly brought his fist forward and it slammed right into my face. It pushed me back a few feet and I could feel the dream start to fade, but it didn't immediately wake me up. The dream was very unstable though so I quickly rubbed my hands together and focused on my surroundings. The band had changed songs! I dind't recognize this new song but I wasn't really very curious. "Ya quite the sturdy one," He told me, "But I ain't never not woken someone up before when I say I'm gonna!" In an instant, I was lying in my bed, eyes open, completely awake. Damn. Did he really wake me up or was it just time for the dream to end?

Oh well, I got part of the TotY done and had a dream which had quite a few real-life elements in it. A "sport" we played in gym class, music by a band I knew, and a character from an anime I had recently watched (Firo from Baccano!). Not a bad dream

It´s night time.

I'm on my way to the ship-terminal, but the path to the terminal looks like a sealine with rocks and sea, On the background of all this i see some mountains.
I begin to climb the rocks, they have green slime, and find a door of a house,where two "cougars" come out...i flirt a little with both and i walk way.
Later on I get to the terminal, which is actually a beach.

The hole set of the terminal looks like a schenario being built in front of me at an incredible speed.
The stone structure of the terminal comes floating in the water at great speed and its put into place, several boats are put in place, all with an incredible speed.
Then comes the main boat (do not know it´s name) also at enormous speed and is anchored.
I can see the bottom of the boat because it is anchored dry.
I turn to M and ask him what to do, because i need people to tie the boat in place, but the crew in charge of doing that task will only arrive to the terminal in 2 hours. M tells me not to worrie. R is with me and laughs at the entire situation.
P and L are with me also.Next to the moored boat the staff of the pier put another boat in place,slowly, in a dry dock, securing the boat and holding it in place with logs of wood.
I'll call someone and not wanting to play with his arm in a phone log of wood, which gives off the whole structure and makes the boat go down on the main tidy opening a tear in her hull. I turn to Malachi and tell him what happened.

I'm in the middle of the sand in a tent. It´s early morning, and P is with me, He has long, gray beard.
I leave the tent and go away.
After im gone the tent is occupied by an ice cream vendor.

It was very late at night, everything was very dark, and there was only small amounts of light projected from yellow lamps. It was some sort of sleep over to get together and try and improve our lucid powers, or something of the sort. The room was large, had a slanted roof, and there were bunk beds. Two of the teachers from my school came in and yelled at us for trying it, and telling us that it was a bad idea and irresponsible. I then remember being scared of something dark, like a shadow in my hallway which was just outside the room. I think this connects to the next dream, somehow. There is a large gap missing, though.

There was some kind of tournament about water guns and toys. The beginning of this is missing to me, but I know we were completing challenges of some sort. We were standing a platform like a bridge, over the top of a large pool, illuminated with green pool lights. I believe the objective of this test was to jump off the bridge and into the water (I remember SOMEONE jumping into the water). Watto or Toby was spending the time here with Michelle, who was dating someone else at the time, and the other was quite angry about it, and stormed off in the other direction, to my right, away from the edge of the platform. I don't remember jumping in, I think I loitered here for a while. The dream skips, and I have glimpses of walking a long a very dark field of grass. It reminds me a lot of school camp a few years ago.

The dream skips again, and now it is day, almost as though it was morning, the sun was shining through the trees very nicely. It was reminiscent of my friend Cameron's backyard, but slightly different. Everyone had waterguns, and were spraying each other with them. Even though it was morning, the water wasn't cold, and was quite pleasant. A lot of people were there, and Hamish sprayed me in the face with a large gun, or the hose. Jake thought he had a watergun, but turned out he had found a lawn sprinkler instead, and everyone laughed. This is where the dream ends.


Starting to notice a lot of my dreams contain references to water, perhaps a possible dream sign.

In the time I was having this dream, my friend f0rceez became lucid for the first time, and managed to teleport to me in his dream by thinking about my aura the way Hyu described. He found me standing next to a brick wall, with Toby, one of the people in my dream, who walked away when he arrived. He held his hand over his face to cover one eye, to draw my attention to the image of an eye, the symbol I use to remind myself to RC. I simply laughed at him, in his dream.

The image of the brick wall also appeared in my other friend's first lucid dream when they tried to find me, and I woke up that night with no recall of a dream, but the image of a brick in my mind.

Can anyone offer some advice as to what the brick wall may represent? I've been worried about having 2 days of no recall, and going 12 days without a lucid dream, but the wall appearing in two people's dreams associated with me? Perhaps I need to break it down.

Type: Regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

I had just woken up for the morning and it was pretty early; I'm guessing it was the time that people get up for school or work. I was walking towards a table in the middle of a kitchen, where my father and sister were sitting.

The table was a circular, dark brown wooden one, not that polished, with a few slight imperfections. The chairs were cheap metal ones with the soft plastic seats and backs. The rest of the kitchen was pretty tight; it was almost like your basic kitchen with plain walls and stuff. The space was shaped like a fat rectangle, and on three walls were counters and wall cabinets. The table was positioned in the middle of the room, with barely any room to move the chairs because it was so packed in.

Light was pouring through a large window at the end of the room, on one of the two shorter walls.

I walked towards the table and sat down. Apparently in the dream, every time I woke up in the morning, I'd look like a different person.

Today, my sister said, "hey, good morning Zac Efron."

I looked at myself. I was wearing men's pants and a baggy, dark pale blue shirt. I looked in a fairly large plain mirror that magically appeared on the table, and my suspicions were confirmed. Great, I thought, disappointed by what I saw. "I was hoping for someone a bit more attractive," I said, half exasperated and half humorously.

My dad laughed.

Nothing to write about Wave 9, except that since I was in another bed that did not count and my dream streak is still at 3 while my record at 4.

Now wave 10:
I learned the hard way a lesson this morning: RC EVERY FREAKIN MORNING when you wake up.

Wake up in the hotel at morning. I look at my watch; 7:50. Crap, my family is still not up. Normally my brother and sister wake up at about 7. Especially at a hotel. Then I lye down and actually think to myself: Should I do an RC? Or not? Yes? No? And finally I go back to sleep thinking like nahh watever.

Wake up again later. Im like: Ahh what a beautiful morning! Its sunny! Yay! Im happy!

(looks at watch) And its just six fift.... No. No. NO. NO Its not 6:50! It was 7:50 a minute ago!

A serie a swearing, mental screaming (sleeping family) and despair ensues.

Noooooooooooooooooooo. How? HOW? OMFG!

And so kids, thats why you RC every morning