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I was sitting around a long rectangular table with heaps of people. One of the ends was just to the left of me and a blonde girl was sitting there. She was speaking some simple Mandarin but I couldn't understand very much of it. The way she was saying it to us it was like she was showing off. And when she said something everyone kinda looked at her while she said it, were like "wtf we can't understand this" and then continued back to their normal conversations.
I remember that she said something that I DID understand, and replied back to her and she didn't understand me lol.
Then she said some sentence and I recognised one of the words out of it (a word that was said several times in the sentence).
I had to ask someone what that word, "zhou", meant. I can't remember what the definition was, but I was like "oh yeah! as in Ao Zhou (which means Australia); why didn't I guess!?"
I can't remember much else from here.

Creepy dream:
I was in some small, poor village in some European country. People were getting hungry and the only food we had were corn crops. The other type of crop we had, wheat, had run out because the farmers hadn't replanted it that year. The corn crops weren't going to be enough to survive.
Standing in the kitchen with a friend (I don't know who), we realised that people were invading our village.
My friend and I ducked down behind the kitchen bench. There were quite a few knives on the bench so I grabbed some for us for defence. I had to pick and choose between them to try and get the sharpest ones.
I noticed some guy enter the house behind the kitchen bench. After waiting for 10s or so, I decide to take attack first and lunge upwards towards his neck with my knife. It slashes his throat and puts him in enough pain for us to run away.
{Memory loss here}
Next thing I remember, I was running away with the friend and someone was coming after us. I decided to go at them. We were battling with kitchen knives lol.
Next thing I remember I had somehow killed the guy, and I remember feeling so horrible about it. But I was telling myself that I had no other choice, that it was either my life or theirs. I remember feeling how I could die at any moment now because of the people raiding the village.
Too bad I didn't do a RC xP

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

I was so tired last night after dance and stuff, which probably accounts for the lack of detailed dream recall.

I was standing in the middle of a square room with white walls. It was pretty empty, but there was something like a television on one wall. I became lucid and tried to ground myself in the dream, but I already felt the lucidity waning. "Stay lucid," I said to myself, but it faded.

I again realized I was dreaming after a few moments of walking around the room, but again lost it, even when stopping and really stabilizing and trying to think as much as I could.

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

This was one of those really annoying lucid dreams.

I was outside my grandfather's house, all the way out in British Columbia. There wasn't really a front yard, just a bunch of smooth pavement and then a wall of round stones that was a few feet tall; it circled all the way around the house. Behind the wall were average trees that people would have in their front yard. I didn't look behind me to see the house itself, but from the setting I knew I was there.

The problem with this dream was that my left eye was fully open but my right eye was half shut, and the remaining vision in it was cloudy and dark. I tried to pry my eyelid open with my hands but it didn't work; I was basically grasping thin air, as if I was translucent. When I did manage to feel my eye, it was smooth and felt almost like an egg, which freaked me out.

I then became lucid, and frustrated at the same time, because I knew from previous dreams that I wouldn't be able to fix my eyesight. That was bad to think about, and I realized that, but it was so annoying at the moment. "Eff my eyesight!" I shouted. "Dream, fix my eyesight for me," I commanded into the air, and then waited for something to happen.

Nothing.

Not only was I lacking control, but I had to wander around the dream without being able to do anything.

"We never understand how little we need in this world until we know the loss of it."
~ James Matthew Barrie

I saw a man dressed in reddish rags sitting on a street corner. Brown was the color of his hair and eyes, and his skin was fairly filthy. He had a life, a wife, two children, but all were gone. He never bothered to tell how he lost it all. He just looked at me and flipped a coin.
This was mega depressing. Alas, alas, it was only a fragment. It also was so realistic, even when it comes to being like reality that I didn't notice it was a dream. Honestly, there was nothing wrong with this one.