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Reading something here on DV triggered a dream memory from about a week and a half ago. I had this dream while I was traveling so I didn't record it like I should have. But it is significant because I died four times in the dream. I have died before in dreams--but not four times in a single dream. Let's see what I can remember of it.

I remember I was being chased by zombies. I remember running into a pool of water to escape from a horrible zombie death. But the zombies were coming and I had to put my head under the water. I held my breath. I could see shadows of the zombies near the pool. I knew I was going to die one way or the other. I chose death by drowning. I could feel myself getting lightheaded, dizzy, and then finally blacking out.

Then I was on the run again--as another person, I think. I was with someone else, and together we ran as fast as we could trying to get away. But, unfortunately we rounded a corner and ran smack into a group of zombies. I was suddenly surrounded by zombies. They crowded around me. I could feel one grab my head. I felt a slightly painful jerk....and I knew I had died.

Then I became the other person I was with. The zombies grabbed hold of me. I wished for another quick death. But I didn't get my wish this time. I was lifted so I was horizontal. Then several zombies started taking bites out of my legs. It was horrible and painful. How long would it take to die this way? I panicked. I couldn't take this any longer. I willed myself to die. And suddenly I was dead.

At this point I no longer remember the fourth death. I only remember that there was one.

I had a super long Lucid Dream this morning. I did a WBTB and had the LD between 5:30 and 6:30am. The problem is that it was so long and that I did so many things that I don't remember the excact order of or transitions between all the things I did. But I will share what I remember. And I do remember that it was a very enjoyable time.

Lucid Dream:

I think my dreams started with being in a cave. The water was a beautiful clear glowing green like Lake Powell, yet I was enclosed in a multi room cave. I was talking on my phone to Tia and I kept getting distracted and would forget to talk for long periods of time until she would say, "Are you still there?" and I would have to apologize. I was floating on what might have been an innertube. At one point I remember floating to a waterfall between rooms and deciding to hover over the waterfall instead off falling.

That may have been the trigger for lucidity.

I remember flying up to a tree like I did in my last LD and touching the branches. I wanted this LD to really count, and I felt that the best way was to really "feel" it by using my senses. I remember really paying attention to the feel of the wind and movement as I flew. I was very pleased at how real this felt. (Sometimes when I look back at my flying experiences I can't remember if I really felt anything and then it doesn't seem very fun or real).

I flew down to the road and saw some rocks in the gutter. I hovered down really low and picked up a pebble sized rock in my lips and tried to taste it. It seemed to taste just like a rock. I then started to bite it with my front teeth. It crunched and melted like tiny ice chips.

I then flew down very low along the street. I pushed my first finger down on the asphalt as I flew. It got hot and felt burned. When it was too painful I pulled it off and looked at it. It was blackish and shiny.

I remember being on a rooftop and flying around from rooftop to rooftop. Some of the buildings were unusual. I can't remember why I thought that--only that I did. There were people on the roofs working on them. No one noticed me.

At some point I was indoors and I looked in the mirror. I felt I looked completely normal. But that was disappointing. So I changed my looks. When I was done I looked about a quarter black and three quarters caucasian. I had wavy hair that was shoulder length and blond with dark roots. My skin was olive toned and I had big brown eyes and full lips with a small chin. I thought I looked gorgeous. I pulled up my shirt and saw that my breasts were bigger (haha--why do I always do this?)

I flew around again looking like this and with my shirt pulled up. No one had seemed very impressed with my flying before. Maybe they would notice me now. I think I got a few glances, but it was still disappointing.

And at this point this is all I remember.

Dream - Lucid

I was at Dakota's house at night. I was the only one there (his aunt and uncle had gone on vacation. Dakota had too, but he went somewhere different). I was sitting in his room (didn't look like his real room, it was a lot bigger), watching TV. Dakota had told me I could chill there while everyone was away, though technically, I wasn't supposed to be there.

I had fallen asleep, and I woke up. I heard car doors slamming outside, so I figured I probably needed to leave, so I headed towards the door of his room.

All the sudden, a recording of Dakota's voice boomed over a loudspeaker. It said something about his aunt and uncle coming home. I started to move more quickly towards the back door of the house so I could get out before his aunt and uncle caught me.

It was too late, though. I walked outside, and there they were. I was very ashamed of myself. I shouldn't have been there. I went to my car. Dakota's uncle came up to me. I said to him
"I want to redeem myself in your eyes. I'm sorry."
He seemed pleased with that.

I then drove off through his neighborhood. It was lit only by the lights of the houses.

~

I was again at Dakota's house. It was morning, and Dakota and I had been asleep in sleeping bags on the floor. His head was facing my head.

His Aunt then came in with a bunch of kids. They sat at the kitchen table. That morning, they were leaving for Oklahoma. I got up and walked by the table. The kids were all playing Scrabble. There were also toys on the table, though I can't remember specifics.

They eventually filed out the door and got in their red mini van (can't remember the type). They came back a little later because they forgot something.

~

I was laying down on some sort of bed or table. An Indian-looking man with dark skin and a black mustache had a small buzz saw blade attached to a handle above my neck, though it wasn't moving. There was a dial ingrained in the left side of my neck that the buzz saw's blades fit perfectly into, and the man was going to help me by using the saw on the dial. I'm not sure what it was he was supposed to be helping me with, though. I think I was hurt or ill, and it was supposed to help me to heal.

At first, he jokingly got out a HUGE buzz saw and started using it on my neck. It hurt, and I kept telling him to stop. He stopped and laughed as he took the small buzz saw and gently started to use it to turn the dial in my neck. It felt a little uncomfortable. The man was very kind to me as he did this. He talked to me gently, though I can't remember what he said.

~

I was on the beach at night with my mom. We had our cat, Pounce, who is very ill in waking life. I'm not sure why we had her, but she got away from us and ran all over the beach. My mom told me to get her. She ran too fast, however. She then ran down some stairs into a men's restroom. At first, my mom wasn't sure we should go in there to get her because it was the men's room, but I convinced her that we could. We went in there after the cat, checking all the stalls.

~

I was in the car when I became lucid by counting my fingers, though I wasn't totally convinced yet. I confirmed it by making extra fingers appear out of my hands.

Then, I hung out the passenger's side window naked as the car drove itself. I felt the wind rush past me as I went. Why I decided to do this with my lucid dream is beyond me.

Dream - Lucid

I was in what looked like some sort of conference room, but it was at a school. I was one of the only people sitting in there. I was waiting for a friend to come meet me for lunch. I talked to them on my phone at one point.

Then, I got on a school bus with many other people who were around my age, some a bit older. I was sitting on the left side around the middle, when I noticed a guy that was sitting up front. He was holding a black gun. Was I the only one who noticed this?! This couldn't be good.

When the bus started to move, the guy with the gun started to fiddle with his gun, talking to the guy sitting next to him. He then put the gun up the the guy's bald head who was sitting in front of him and pulled the trigger. It clicked, but nothing happened. He did it again and again, and another guy, a tall guy who looked like maybe he could do something about this situation, stood up and started examining the gun as the gunman held it.
"What's this?", the tall guy said as he pulled out some sort of pin from under the barrel.

Then, it was done. The gun worked. The gunman shot the man who helped him.

Then, for some reason, everyone had to move up to the front of the bus. I moved by climbing over the bus seats. I was sitting by the window next to someone, I'm not sure who.

I then saw the gunman had gotten my best friend, Mary Katherine. She was wearing a dark green shirt and was laying face-first in a bus seat across from where I was sitting. I couldn't believe this was happening.

The gunman then approached me. He put the gun to my head. I squirmed right as he fired, so the bullet only scraped my head instead of going in. It hurt when this happened.

I then woke up for a minute, and went back to sleep, entering the dream again.

I was on the bus again, and we were all filing out a door in the back of the bus. I was chaotically trying to get out, and in the confusion, I ended up having to climb over the handrail that was by the stairs. By the time I was finished doing that, everyone was already off the bus and gone.

Well, everyone except for me and the gunman.

I ran as fast as I could, but I was exhausted from climbing all over the handrail. The gunman caught up with me and grabbed me. He no longer had a gun, but a knife. I tried to get away, but to no avail. I asked him to please shoot instead of stab me, but he just laughed. He stabbed me, then put the knife to my neck as if to slit my throat. I was dying, I could feel it. I couldn't escape him this time.

Then, I was with Mary Katherine somewhere. I was talking to her about what had happened, and how it had been a dream. I told her that the man did actually slit my throat (when I'm pretty sure he was just preparing to). I also said something about my middle school.

After I finished telling her the dream (with those couple of extra details I just listed), she told me she had the exact same dream. I was excited to post in AND the fact that we dreamed the same thing in my journal on Dreamviews!

Dream - Lucid

I was at some school, sitting in a classroom in the very back. We weren't sitting at desks, but long tables like some of the classrooms at my college have in waking life. I was smoking weed out of a pipe. I "remembered" that I had done it like every day in that class, and no one ever said anything. I was sure that they smelled it.

As I smoked, I watched the smoke come out of my mouth. I looked at the backs of the people's heads in front of me. I remember specifically a girl with long, very curly brown hair.

Then, I remember being in line for something. Kim, a coworker, was there. She was waiting on some medicine or something. I guess we were waiting to go into some room and take whatever we needed out of it. I ended up going in there, and there was money (the amount was $120), hair ties, and other items sitting on this desk. I took the hair ties, which ended up being Kim's. I said something to her about them, I think I asked her if she needed them or I told her I had them. I don't remember her response. I also remember wondering who would take the money. I was surprised no one had yet.

Then, I was in line for something else inside of a school building. I hadn't originally signed up for it, but I was there anyway for some reason. I had with me a strap-on vagina? Wtf. I was trying to wear it (I don't need it?), but I couldn't get it on.

I was then picked to go next along with my friend Dakota. We went to another room or something, I can't remember exactly where we went. But we only had a limited amount of time to be there. So what did we do? He got on top of me and we started to make out on some platform. No one else was around. I kept thinking "I'm making out with a gay guy.". (He is gay in waking life).

We came back, but my memory of what happened next evades me.

~

I was in a cafeteria, sitting at a table. I looked to my left and saw Chris with his new girlfriend, who, in the dream, was a black girl named Ebony. He looked thinner and he had more hair, kind of like in my previous dream about him. I saw her hug him, and I let out a scream over the noise of the cafeteria. I got up and ran off.

I was then coming back, but I was now in a grocery store. It was like I was coming out of one of the back rooms. As I walked out, I looked to my left again. There was Chris, shopping for groceries. I remember him wearing baggy blue jeans, but I can't remember what he was wearing on top. I stood there in shock as I stared at him. He saw me and stared back. I could feel that my face looked very sad.

Then, Chris took a frozen loaf of bread and threw it at me. It hit me in the face...it hurt. It really hurt. I went up to him just as his girlfriend was coming up to him. She was carrying a big box, almost as big as her. As I grabbed Chris, I said to Ebony
"I know who you are."
She kept trying to get Chris's attention and trying to find out what was going on.

I shook Chris. He was against a shelf. I was eye-to-eye with him as I desperately got upset with him. I don't remember exactly what I said, but his face contorted into a smile and he laughed at me. I thought about taking his button-up shirt and ripping it, but I didn't do it. Then, he said
"I miss the old Krista."
I looked at him.

PLEASE COMMENT

ok so this is the really strange dream I had last night...

I was at some sort of indoor pool. I was swimming with a bunch of people from my church. I saw "C" there and he had abs (lol). He was playing some sort of game I think. I wanted him to pick me for something, I don't remember what, but I just know I was disappointed when he didn't choose me. He was holding something called a spinner, but it didn't look like it spun at all. Then I was suddenly was at some place outside. There were a bunch of needles or something. A bunch of them hit me in the back and face. Also one hit my right knee and went through my leg (owwwwwww). Then I hid in a small building that looked like a dressing room but only had one section. "C" came in there after me and helped me remove all the needles from me. Then he bent down to pick up something from the floor and he winced. He told me there was a sharp pain near his right shoulder blade. I came up behind him, limping heavily from the torn ligament that the needle caused, and had him sit down. I lifted the back of his shirt up (OMGEEEEE) and saw the end of a large needle (more like a blade) in the muscle near his shoulder blade. I touched it and he winced again. I put my hand on his back and said I'd get it out. I slowly pulled the blade-like needle out of his back. I got a paper towel, folded it up, and pressed it against the bleeding puncture wound in his back. After a while I took it off to see that the bleeding had stopped. I could tell that he was still in pain so I leaned my head against his shoulder and kissed his cheek and said that it'd be ok. He said he knew, but it just hurt. I said that I understood and then I think I woke up. I don't remember all of it.

So yeah I really liked the dream, except for the pain from the needles. :3

Dream - Lucid

Didn't sleep much last night, but still managed to have a dream.

I was staying in a hotel room by myself for some reason. I remember brushing my teeth with extremely minty toothpaste. The area by the sink was covered in my things.

I then remember my parents and brother coming home from vacation (my mom and bro just came back today in waking life). I was trying to tell them about how much pain I was in (I'm in a lot of pain right now in waking life for some unknown reason). They were all very drunk, and didn't care about what I had to say. I kept getting really frustrated with them, trying to tell them, but they were just laughing and carrying on about who knows what, pretty much completely ignoring me.

I remember then being in my parents' room at my house. My whole family was in there, and Dakota was there too. They were still very drunk. My mom pulled out a pack of Marlboro Menthols (mom doesn't smoke in waking life, she hates that I do it). She asked me if I wanted a cigarette and that we could talk. I got mad at her for smoking, and didn't want to talk anymore because she didn't listen the first time.

I then remember standing outside my hotel room. The wall was knocked out of it, so I could see inside. I was puzzled for a minute, wondering why it was this way...I was very close to lucidity, but I have no idea what got me out of it. I remember seeing a bunch of my stuff everywhere, like folded up pairs of pants and stuff. It was a mess. I hoped no one stole anything out of there. I also remember seeing my mom with the cigarettes again. She was a little more sober this time.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was in a hospital room with a young man and woman who appeared to be doctors. The woman was blonde and slightly tanned. The man's appearance may have changed, but at least for some time he had long, frizzy-curly hair and a short beard. Both doctors wore long, white lab coats. The woman sat at a desk with a computer. At first I lay on the bed. The whole place felt really cluttered somehow.

I was going to have a blood test and a skin test. I was familiar enough with how people took blood, but I was kind of worried about the skin test. I didn't know how people took skin samples.

The man told me, "It really hurts. And the pain stays with you. Because you have to keep the skin sampler on you for half an hour. And the whole time you have it on, it's just like, 'Aagh! Aagh!'" I thought that if what the man was saying was true, this would really suck. But I wasn't going to be afraid.

The man took my right (?) hand. He took a lime-green, plastic device that looked like a thimble as long as an index finger. He put the base, the open end, against the back of my hand, right where the thumb joint comes into the base of the hand. I knew there was a little, guillotine-blade-shaped metal device inside the thimble.

The man clicked something on the thimble. The blade snapped down and dug into my skin. It hurt a little, but not as much as I'd thought it would. I kept waiting for some kind of delayed effect, like a pain that would get worse and worse. But I just kept having the same kind of dull pain.

Eventually I walked over to the woman, who still sat at the computer. She was going to take my blood. I figured I might as well hang out near her while I waited for her to draw my blood. For some reason, for this entire time, I kept my hand elevated right in front of my face.

This the first dream I decided to record, a weird one indeed.;)

I was in school near to water fountain, after I drank water I saw one of my friends had pistol. He offered to give it to me and I gladly accepted. I went to bathroom and hid the gun in my clothes and went out. Somehow I knew that two people that I didn't know are coming to school. I was walking to the front gate.

I don't know what caused this but I suddenly felt hate against those two people and wanted to kill them! So I became trigger happy, took out the gun and shoot a student in head and another one in leg.:D Stranglely, there was no blood at all and more strangely, no one screamed! Then I ran to front gate to meet those people. I saw one of them get out of car.

I went back in school and when that guy was halfway in, I pulled out my gun and emptied the clip on him. But somehow he didn't catch even a single bullet and ran out of school, got in the car and drove away! I suddenly realises what I've done!!! I felt terrible fear and depression!!! I knew that I fucked up my whole life and when the cops get here I'll be in jail.

I decided to commit suicide but my gun was empty. So I thought maybe I could jump down from rooftop. I went out of school and searched for a building which I can get on top of. I found and old one. This part of dream was a bit disorted and stupid because I couldn't run fast enought and jump to grab the edge.:lol: One moment I was on street the other moment on top of that building.:shock: Until I found out that the height isn't high enough to effectively kill me.

So I decided to jump from school's rooftop. I needed the keys for it. So I went back in and got the keys by threatening the person who had them. School interior wasn't how it was supposed to be.:roll: I went upstairs and noticed other students follow me up. So I threatened to kill them if they don't go back down. Among them, I saw one of my friends that I like. On my way up I saw the headmaster in his room drinking something in one of the glasses that I have in home.:eek:

I unlocked the door and got to rooftop. I wasn't thinking about jumping down, I don't know why. I saw the guy that gave me the pistol beside me and saw the headmaster on the other side of the rooftop saying I should go see him ASAP before the situation gets worse! I told the guy I'm not gonna tell that I've got the gun from him. I lied.:D

Then I was in headmasters room talking to him!:? I told him where I've got the gun from and told him it wouldn't have happened if I didn't.:( I looked at my gun, it looked like as if it was made of paper and cloth.:lol: The headmaster told me that I'm totally fucked!!! So I cried to death and woke up.:panic:

Dream Signs:

1. After I killed a student and injured another one, no one behaved as the should.
2. I couldn't run or jump, teleportation.
3. My guns seemed like as if it was made of cloth and paper. (The most obvious one)
4. Headmaster was drinking in a glass that's mine.

This dream seemed pretty logical and real I'm surprised!

Reallity Checks:

Unfotunately, even after I noticed these strange things I forgot to reallity check. Because of that, I didn't become lucid.

Dream - Lucid

I was in a room with my ex, Chris. We were laying in bed, though the set up was weird. We weren't laying next to one another, but he was laying on the opposite side of the bed than me so our feet were facing each other's heads. I apparently lived with Chris. I remember getting up out of bed to take some Tylenol because my whole body was sore (pain leaking into my dream from waking life...sore from dancing all night a couple of nights ago). I got back into bed.

I then remember us getting up out of bed. Chris looked so much different. He was muscular and toned (in waking life he's very big). I thought he had done a good job working out to get to this point. When he talked to me, though, he was a huge douchebag. I don't remember exactly what he said, but he was being an ass. I then knew that we weren't really together anymore, we just still lived together.

Then I remember being in bed with Chris again, although this time, he was sleeping next to me. I wanted to cuddle with him, but refrained. I knew he probably didn't want to. I remembered that we hadn't even had sex in forever.

~

I remember being in the middle of town somewhere with a whole bunch of other people. The sky was grey and cloudy. I was mad at myself because I kept somehow missing History class at 10:25. I had only been to one the whole semester apparently.

Anyway, I then remember seeing some person in a cape fly in front of us. He landed and started to talk to us. He looked like a superhero. He was basically telling us to remain calm, and explaining to us that some sort of disaster had occurred. I figured out that the disaster was a volcanic eruption. The man in the cape flew away. I asked myself if I was dreaming, but it felt so real that I didn't possibly think I was. I thought the superhero man had just been using special effects to make it look like he was flying. I then took my phone out of my pocket and looked at it. I had missed calls and texts from my college's emergency alert system. One of the texts said there was some sort of government warning.

I then remember seeing flashes of parts of my town covered in volcanic ash, signs that had been knocked over and destroyed, buildings that were hit. I asked someone where the volcano was, and they replied "Ashwood". I was really shocked and upset by that, because I used to live there, and I have a really good friend who still lives there. I immediately wanted to make sure she was alright.

Then, I saw these women dressed in all purple who had this eerie calm about them as they tried to get the crowd to listen to them and not panic. I knew they were trying to trick us, into what, I'm not sure, but I didn't trust them, not for a second. I remember one approaching me and trying to talk to me, holding out her hand, but I told her no.

I thought that this must be the end of the world, or at least the beginning of the end.

I was then in some hotel room by the beach. I walked out onto the balcony, and saw that the volcanic eruption had taken out the railing on the balcony. I saw a couple of the chairs laying in the hill of sand that had accumulated up to the balcony. I looked to my left, and saw the rest of the hotel was in the same situation. I watched the waves of the rough ocean crash onto this wooden walkway that was used for beach access. I knew it was only a matter of time before it was destroyed by the waves. I then saw some lady push these girls sleeping in these beach chairs off the balcony and onto the sand hill. I thought she was just trying to wake them up by doing so. The girls woke up and started to laugh as they went down the hill.

I then remember being in the hotel room, and seeing my mom there as well. A lady in purple was also in there, calmly trying to tell me what to do, all with the eerie, calm smile on her face. My mom was trying to get me to listen to her, but I wouldn't. I turned and ran out of the hotel room.

~

I was in my house. I remember being in the bathroom, looking for some Tylenol or some pain medicine. I rummaged through this basket we have sitting on the bathroom counter. At the very bottom, I found a sample pack of Xanax. I thought it was probably very old. I looked at the date on it, at it had expired in 2006. I didn't care. I opened the pack, which contained a sample of not only Xanax, but another sample of some sleep aid and one of some allergy medicine. I took out the Xanax, which was in yet another pack within the pack. I opened it and took some Xanax. My brother then came in the room and asked why the Xanax was there. I told him I took some.

Then, I remember being in a hotel by the beach again. It was the same one from the previous dream. The balcony was still messed up from the sand hill. I remember my friend Virginia being there, though there were definitely some other people there as well. We were on some trip. I remember us going down the elevator. Our room was on the 4th floor.

I then remember us being in some hallway. We were trying to figure out how we were going to do this performance. We were going to all dance to "Love Game" by Lady Gaga. We just needed more people for it, and had a lot of details to sort out. I remember Virginia cutting up some strawberries and putting them in this plastic container. I helped her cut some up. I remember she said we needed 20 pieces. When we were done, we had to take them back out. Something about the way we drew them out of the container determined something for the show. I remember us talking about how we needed to keep the costs down to $150 per person who was participating (we apparently had a lot of stuff we had to pay for for the show). I remember someone talking about everyone paying $200, but I said that wouldn't work. They argued with me a little.

I then remember having my own apartment again. I had just moved in. I had a cat and 5 mice as pets. The mice were running around under some TV stand. I was keeping the cat from messing with the mice. I looked under the bed, and I saw a pair of shining eyes. I thought it was a rat, and I was a little upset, because I had just moved in. I shouldn't have rats. I then remember leaving, and worrying about the pet mice. I don't remember where I went, but I came back. Lo and behold, what I thought had been a rat under the bed was really another cat. He was brown with fuzzy, messed up fur. I tried locating the mice. I found them under the TV stand. 4 were still alive, and one, a red one, was dead and bleeding. I was really upset. I collected the rest of the mice into the container that Virginia had used for the strawberries. There were still a couple of slices in there. I closed the container. All the mice just stood at the edge of the box and stared outside (the box was clear).

Then, I remember seeing the cats talking to one another. They were talking about leaving into the apartment next door through these open windows. There were more cats over there, apparently. They wanted to visit them, and have them be able to visit. I said no, and closed the windows. One of the cats said
"I can just open the windows again."
I was pissed.

Wednsday 14/05/2008

I remember having a pound coin and 50p and there was 4 vending machines placed opposite eachother in a rather narrow hall and I wanted to get a drink. I was with my Dad who was at the otherside of the room walking around aimlessly.
I put a pound in the first vending machnie and it counted up from 1-10 and then stopped. I tried the 2nd vending machine but it was old and there was dust collected at the bottom of it. I tried the 3rd and 4th (I can't remember what was wrong with these ones but the didn't work either)
I think I went back to the 1st vending machine and it worked. withouht putting in a combination of numbers to select what I wanted it gave me a white jelatain type thing/food it was very big and I felt I needed to hide it from my dad.
The scene changed and we were now in the house. I tasted the end of the jelly type thing and it didn't taste nice atall. It was just like a milk jelly

I was in my pink pajamas and went to the dining room table and chairs and put the jelly on a seat of a chair and tucked it under the table hoping my dad wouldn't see. As soon as I did that a really friendly guy walked in, he was fat and almost bald and was wearing long shorts and crocs. I greeted him and spoke to him for a bit, he asked me where my dad was and I called him through but my dad was busy with work. He was opening envelopes and typing on his computer every once in a while. He greeted Stenny and told him to go through to the other room and he would be there in two ticks. My dad told me to get a beer for Stenny and I said I would put at that moment I was cutting out several printed names from an envelope. I cant remember the names too well but it was people from DV. At the time my dad asked me to get a beer I was cutting out someones long Username that began with an 'e' although I am pretty sure it was Jdeadevil with an 'e' on the front (ejdeadevil)
I also remember Marcus' name.

My dad was getting impatiant and told me to hurry but I was still busy with my cutting. I was using a red pair of scissors 5 year olds usually use.
I twurled and looped the handle round my fingers playfully and my dad tried to snatch them from me and he started screaming for me to hurry up. He didn't manage the first time but the 2nd time he did. He grabbed them away from me and started snipping frantically too close for comfort he started to get rather angry and he grabbed my hand and put the scissors over my right index finger and pushed down hard. It felt so real, I could feel the scissors digging down in to my skin and begining to slice flesh and I could feel my blood pressure and my heart beat thumping in my ears. I remember screaming for Stenny but he never came.



I woke up as I have a tendancy to stop breathing when I'm angry in dreams.

[B][I]Anger[/I][/B]

I am eating a cheap lunch with a carpenter. He tells me he is charging me by the hour.

I am paying to eat with you? But, you wouldn't charge another carpenter!

True! he laughs with his mouth full of food. Asshole. I knock him off his chair, driving him against a bar counter, forcing my forearm into his throat.

"You going to rip me off? Fuck you. I only have $___ in the bank, you ass." He turns into my ex-friend, Deneb. Deneb looks slightly confused. "Fuck you. You're an asshole."

***
[I]
I wake up from the anger. It's 4:30 am. I go back to sleep, trying to WILD, but I fall asleep too quickly. (This happens to me every day. I need to get more sleep!) I don't WILD, but, I at least remember the tail end of my dream.)[/I]

[B]Pain[/B]

I am in a large SUV or van with extended family. We are going to a family dinner. I see a graffiti artist's van. BLEST is on the side of the blue, black, and orange scheme. I realize it's the local tagger's van here in Hawaii. (My late cousin's DJ name was BLEST, and he got it from a tagger in Colorado uncannily.) The van swerves crazily, and loud dance music is blaring out of it. I don't feel like I am crying, but tears pour down my face. I can't help it. I want to be strong for my family... but,

I wake up.

[I]I realize it was actually Bobby AKA DJ Sabertooth AKA Saber driving through my dreams, but because I was not lucid, I thought it was the other guy. I smile to myself, and look forward to seeing him in dreams again.[/I]

Paintball Camp
It started with me going with a group of people around 17 years of age (I was the only one my age and was the oldest) and we first played basketball. I remember this one girl who had short blonde hair (completely random I don't think I know anyone who looked like her in any way) who was the sister of a new friend I made after basketball.

We went to a lobby area of a cafeteria and talked for a while and everyone got to know each other. I got to know his sister and found out we had much in common. I noticed nobody but me ever talked to her so I decided to befriend her since nobody else payed any attention to her. We got along very well.

Everyone then went to the dorms which were in the middle of a giant paintball course. There were sheets of plywood and little cabins everywhere. When we got back to the dorms, everyone was there but her. I was worried she got lost on the way and asked the counsler if she was alright and he said it was her birthday and we were going to surprise her and he held up a paintball gun when he said that.

I was thinking that shooting her unprotected with a paintball gun when she was unprepared wasn't very cool at all. No one would enjoy that. Everyone then ran down hill one at a time and would shoot at her and she was laughing and trying to hide. Then it was my turn and I didn't feel comfortable shooting someone who was unprotected and said that someone should give her a gun. Some one ran to her and gave her my gun and I got a pistol.

I ran down hill while she hid behind a tiny cabin shooting at me. I got hit about 3 times while running down hill (stung a little). I started shooting at her and she went behind the cabin. I faked like I was going to run around the cabin and she fell for it and turned to run to stop me and at that moment I dove over a sheet of plywood shooting with one arm and shooting her about 10 times (hey she shot me already it was fair). Her jaw dropped and my gun was now empty. She grinned and raised her gun and shot me about 20+ times in the back and a few times in the face (excrusiating pain).

After it was over I limped back to the dorm and she came with me while everyone was laughing at the stunts they just saw. I asked the instructor where he got the pistol and he said Brunos or something random and I said I had been there before and it wasn't there, and he insisted that it was.

The instructor told me that the trigger fell off the pistol and I went and found it and gave it back and after that I woke up.

Dream - Lucid - AP

All I remember from my first few dreams of the night is me walking around outside at night, in a city I believe. I remember Ryan being in part of the dream, and me ordering food at some restaurant. I also remember repeatedly taking large doses of ibuprofen throughout the dream, because I was in pain (I was really in a lot of pain last night in waking life, and it came into my dreams big time ).

I even remember a false awakening in which I took another large dose of ibuprofen.

In fact, when I woke up, I was hesitant to take anything, because I couldn't remember when I really took my last waking life dose of ibuprofen. -_-

~

I was in a chemistry lab at school. I was sitting at a lab table with 3 other people, one of them I remember being someone I went to high school with, Zach. We had to do a project which involved taking data, doing some calculations, and making graphs. We then had to present the information to the class.

I remember talking to Zach about it a little. I also remember being on my laptop, typing out my data and putting it into a huge chart. The chart format made perfect sense to me. I printed it out, and was all ready to present. I showed it to someone at the lab table the next time I was in class, and one of the girls at the table told me that everyone was going to get a zero because I wasn't supposed to use a chart. I got upset about this, because I had worked very hard on it.

Then, I remember being in the middle of a mall or some sort of lobby area. I remember being at a kiosk computer and seeing an escalator in the background. My friend Rachel was with me. I told her the situation, and she asked to see the project. I pulled it up on the computer. She told me I should be fine as long as I had calculated the N-2. I showed her where I did that, and she said I should be ok and to not worry about it. I remember contemplating skipping my classes that day. I had already planned on skipping my first couple of classes. I remembered that I needed to turn in that report in one of my last classes, however.

Then, I remember an old lady approaching Rachel and I. I was holding a cup of water. She wanted to show us something in her room. We were then in her house, and Rachel and I were racing to get to her room. We were laughing as we ran. When we entered, I knocked into something and spilled a lot of my water on the floor. I didn't want to tell the lady, since it was only water. I tapped the wet area with my bare foot to feel if it was very wet, and it was only a little damp.

The lady's bed was right in front of us, and the room was dimly lit by only a little sunlight leaking through the blinds. The lady sat in the corner and talked to us. She asked us if we wanted to see her "robin room", which was a room in which one could observe robins through the window. It took the place of modern day things like TVs, video games, etc. I was excited about this, because I had "remembered" my grandma having one in her old house. It was also very rare for homes to have those anymore. Rachel and I both told her yes. The lady wheeled across the room in her rolling desk chair, right over the area I spilled water on. She didn't notice the spill. She did something that opened the wall up into this attic-type room with two plushy looking chairs in the middle, with a small window at the very top of the high wall. It looked old and cozy. I told her my grandma used to have one of those "robin rooms" in her old house.

Then, the room raised into the ceiling, as if it had only been a backdrop for a play, and I saw this huge scene that looked like something from Charlotte's Web. It had Charlotte singing to the pig about being happy, and lots of happy barnyard animals joining along. I remember one of the 7 dwarfs being in the loft of the barn, and an old man working on something up there. It had an animatronic feel to it. It was weird.

Then, I had an FA in which I got up out of bed, thinking about the "robin room" and still thinking it was real. My room was rather empty; barely any furniture was in it. I walked over to my closet, and my mom walked into my room. I asked her if she remembered grandma's "robin room", and she said, happily and thoughtfully,
"Well...yeah!" She smiled.

Then I really woke up. I'm skipping all my classes today too to catch up on some work and to rest...I feel absolutely out of it.

Ok. I couldn't get on yesterday so...
1-28-11
dream1. I was at Atlantic...or Ardent...records. I watched as Skillet recorded an acoustic version of a song. It was "Never Surrender". Ben was singing. When they were done, Ben told me that he'd sang 2 others and I got this "ohhh" look on my face. THen I woke up.

dream2. I was with a dream version of Alucinor, I think. I asked him when I'd get better dream control. "Alucinor" told me I would get better after a while. Then I woke up.

Last night.
Dream1. I was at my house. I was in my living room. I held a card that had a pic of Frodo and the ring on it. A RingWraith appeared in my house and demanded I gave him the card. I didn't. I ran into the hallway and we began to negotiate. I saw that the door to my room was open and I ran in there and locked the door. The 7ft tall RingWraith said I'd regret that and I pressed my back against the door, to keep him from forcing it open. He punched it open and I hid behind the door, screaming, "Oh please no. No no no! NO!!!" as he thrust his sword into my side and I screamed, "Oh God help me!! GAHHGHGH!!!!" Then I "died" and woke up @ 2:48am, sweating and freaking out.