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non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP

I have a friend who habitually is not so bright. She has trouble focusing and is a headache for the local priest when she attends mass because she can't stay quiet and behaves randomly. One day she wants to teach a lesson to her priest and asks for my help. We sneak into the church after his mass, while the attendants are still sitting. We shut the door behind us and, according to some written rules she knows of, everybody sitting there is obliged to listen to her sermon if she comes to the front to present one. The priest knows the rule and is pissed about it, but he has to comply. He thinks it will be a disaster and tells other people to be patient with this poor idiot girl and to give her a chance to say what she came to say. My friend did not prepare any speech, but she looks around at the church saints, inscriptions in thombs and so on and I can see a pattern forming in her mind. Then she starts lecturing about the struggles of power in the world during the fall of the roman empire and brings up philosophers and theologians with an ease that leaves everybody speechless. I have tears in my eyes for how beautiful it is her eloquence. The priest is just mind boggled and incredulous.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP

I go to my car outside my gates, to get some bags I really need the bags, but I am a bit afraid because it is night already and I am alone. I hear strange noises, so I look around and see some small boars, not so far from me. One has a chunk of bloodied meat hanging from his mouth and I feel a bit concerned. But they don't seem like they want to attack me. I look over the small cliff they came from and see a bunch of boars and cats apparently eating some corpse. One of the cats is my cat Buda. I go there and all the animals run away from me. I realize the dead animal is a giant pig, the size of a very fat human. The animal has tied feet and has burned skin like it had been cooking over a fire. But it ain't dead, it still breathes. At this point, there are other people around who also came to see what happened and all are in shock about the poor pig that was being cooked alive and somehow escaped. They can't handle it, but beg me to film and post online. Turns out there is a restaurant really nearby that is famous for cooking whole pigs but nobody expected them to cook the pigs alive.
I am confused that a lot of it doesn't make sense. How is the pig alive after everything, including having cats and wild boars eating his guts? And how did it get here with feet tied up? Then I see some guys who look familiar, some famous comedians. They admit to have set up a prank to promote the said restaurant, and that the pig is actually a man in disguise, but once again it makes no sense and I find it all absurd.

I am with a group of international friends at an hostel in some foreign country. We did a heist and stole a bunch of lesser known paintings of famous painters worth millions. We are saying goodbye to each other, packing bags. I am also saying goodbye to the hostel cats and I feel really heartbroken to leave them behind. Some became really fond of some of us and I ask if nobody wants to adopt any cats. They say no, that they will be fine. The owner of the hostel feeds them and they are used to see people come and go. But I am looking for one in particular that got really attached to us. Our rooms are in the basement with access to a garden where I go look for the cat. Then the police comes into the hostel and raids our rooms. I see some of my friends being arrested, others fleeing and being caught on the street. But I was out of sight in the garden and manage to escape to a back alley that zigzags through neighboring buildings. I leave everything behind, only have my wallet on my pocket. I see police starting to spread out and look for the ones who escaped. I got to another neighborhood and see an entrance to a small shopping center. It's basically closed with only a couple shops open, so I plan to lay low and wait. I go down some stairs to a lower level floor and find a kind of auditorium with people seated and watching something on a screen. I presume it's some movie so I seat down among them. Turns out it is an auction and the items are being shown on screen. I spot one of my partners in crime among them, trying to sell his painting even for some bucks just to get rid of it and make some money to leave the country. But there were some agents in the audience and they catch him. Then they start looking around and also checking bags, trying to find more of us. I don't flinch and since I only have my wallet, they let me go.

I am at some kind of charity event for an animal shelter or similar and a reporter comes with a couple vets and start asking if we consider vegan feed safe and healthy for cats and dogs. We find that a bit odd but the organizers of the event all says yes. Then the reporter gives the word to the vets she brought along and they start raising questions about longevity and biology and I get into a really heated debate with them about it. I present scientific data and they question my authority on the subject. I then pull out my credentials and one of the vets looks me down, claiming I have a low paid job and no credit. So I exaggerate a bit my professional history, to prove her wrong - no lies, just a bit of embellishment. I then feel so bad for having fallen down through this ego trap.

Bedtime: 10:30 pm
WBTB: 4:00 am (awake about 20 mins)
Technique: DILD
Notes: This dream occurred before my WBTB alarm. This is the second time in the last couple weeks where I used an induction technique WITHIN a dream to become lucid. Very strange.

I am at my dad's house. I am with my family in the living room. I decide to see if I can fall asleep on the floor (in the dream) and have a lucid dream. I use an LD technique to enter a lucid dream. As I enter the new dream, I become fully lucid.

I am in an unfamiliar city. I remember I still want to cause an earthquake for the bonus task, so I ask the dream directly for an earthquake. Nothing happens, so I tell myself to give it time and explore the dream. I wander around a junk yard full of old cars. I see an attractive man in one of the cars. He has a large dog, possibly a pit bull, in the back seat. I climb in the car to pet the dog and talk to the man. I feel attracted to the man, so decide to kiss him. The erotic feelings cause the dream to begin collapsing so I get out of the car quickly before I wake myself up.

I ask the dream again for an earthquake. Again, nothing happens so I continue to explore. I enter a large office building. I go up several levels and look out the windows, hoping to see some sign of an earthquake. Nothing. I try to remember the other July tasks. I recall the task to prank a DC. I don't feel comfortable pranking my DC's, but decide to give it a try anyway since I can't figure out the earthquake situation. I see a man dressed in a suit standing by a drinking fountain. I walk up behind him and pull down his pants. He turns to me surprised and perplexed. I apologize, and explain that I am working on my LD tasks. I then offer to let him pull my pants down so we are even. He agrees and pulls my pants down. We laugh, then I experience an awkward moment of erotic feelings. I immediately leave, again afraid of the dream collapsing.

I go downstairs to what appears to be the company cafeteria. I see several familiar faces. I decide to approach another male DC and ask his opinion about monthly LD tasks. He seems interested, and goes on to explain how interesting it would be to explore religions symbols for the TOTM. I am intrigued, but wonder if that is too philosophical for some people. I ask another DC what he thinks would be a fun TOTM. He says he would really like to see people picking raspberries. I consider this, amused. I then continue approaching people. I ask the next DC if she has heard anything about an earthquake. She shows me a newspaper with a headline saying scientists expect an earthquake to occur sometime that day. This encourages me. I then see my ex-boyfriend in the crowd. I tell him we are dreaming and we can do anything. He is amused and agrees to go exploring with me. I show him how to jump and fly over the tables to exit the building. The DCs get agitated by our flight and begin a food fight among themselves. I am then woken up by my alarm.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #250: Open Your Eyes

There’s a long sequence where I help set up a first date between a male friend and the twin sister of a female friend. Proud of having helped, I wander off to a hallway adjacent to where they’re having their date. There’s an old lady here staring at a set of wall hooks and commenting about how she’s a lucid dreamer and always checks wall hooks “just in case she’s dreaming.”

Interesting idea, I say, and notice that the shape of the hooks keeps changing. I spot a wadded up piece of paper and decide to make it float, just to see. It takes some effort, but float it does, and now I’m lucid. I walk through a nearby door into a warehouse stacked with boxes, intending to encounter Dreamer here.

As soon as I enter the room, I see Dreamer carrying some huge, heavy-looking cardboard box. She seems to be doing grunt work for some kind of retail job and there’s a disagreeable-looking young woman behind her shouting at her to hurry up her work. Dreamer sees me and gives me an apologetic look as this supervisor hustles her along. I approach the pair of them and tell the supervisor, “She’s all done with her work now, isn’t she?” The supervisor seems to accept this and wanders away.

I grab Dreamer’s hand and we run as I babble to her about how this is all a lucid dream. We leave the way I came in, but now it’s a marble entrance hall. Then we’re out on a crowded street, people walking in either direction down the sidewalk and cars rolling up and down the street. I shout something bold to the dream world about how this is my dream and nobody’s going to cause me any trouble. A lot of the DCs stop and turn to me at this, and one of the cars veers off of the street and comes rolling toward us.

Dreamer and I leap onto the hood of the car, run along the top of it, and jump into the air as we reach the trunk. She hangs on as we take flight, wrapping her arms around my neck and left shoulder. I comment on how silly it was of me to start thinking about dreamworld hostility when everything had been absolutely fine. Fortunately, none of it feels like a big deal, and we say something about how it should sort itself out.

The flight’s a lot of fun but at some point I lose my sight. Dreamer says, “The dream is still here. Open your eyes.” I’m nervous about this, but I try it. For a second they feel like they’re glued shut and I think this has to be my real eyes opening. But a little more effort and they’re open! We’re high above the clouds now, and I do a hard dive back to earth, determined that this time everything will be easy and peaceful. I somehow hit the ground sooner than expected and faceplant in some grass. Dreamer seems to be gone now.

I feel the grass a bit with my hands, and it feels phony, like mini-golf grass. A couple of DCs I know from another dream pass by, greet me, and I follow them into a building, through halls into a glass-walled office on the 2nd story. Somehow it’s night outside. An easy-going guy named Gary (black dude, friendly, on the tall side) joins us and I incorrectly remember that the Task of the Month is to pull a prank on a DC! (Oops, this is one from a previous month! )

As a prank, I decide to pretend that the window is sucking me out into the night. I act scared and start shouting as I phase through, landing on the corner of a nearby section of roof. I complete the prank by humping the corner of the roof. The guys inside start laughing uncontrollably and I float down to an outdoor restaurant patio that’s just below.

I think about whether I’ve got a chance to encounter Dreamer again and think about doing either another task or whatever the heck I feel like. As I think this, a woman seated at one of the patio tables turns to face me, and it’s Dreamer! She’s wearing a dress and has long blond hair, but otherwise looks and seems like herself. I talk a bit about tasks, but again lose my vision.

In response to this, she starts singing a strange Australian song about “marching around” and tells me to try marching around myself. As I’m flailing about, I feel myself kick over a table or two and I hear some people shout in surprise. “See how silly that is?” she says. “Just open your eyes!” I have some trouble at first, but after a little encouragement, my eyes come open just fine and I’m still in the same scene. Dreamer runs up and gives me a big hug before we walk off together, talking again about what we should do next. We never get around to anything before the dream ends.

Dream 1
Recorded at 7:30am

I'm in a room where I see a shower. I get in the shower and wash my hair. I look in the mirror and like they way my hair is sitting and find myself attractive. It's a see through shower and I see Laura with a camera in her hand taking photos. I pull faces at her and give her a few poses. I take a good look at her ass and it looks very sexy.

I get out of shower and forget to shampoo it. I go back into the shower and rub some in. I look back in the mirror and notice that my hair is turning blonde and find that I like the look of it.

I'm still in the same room but it's a crowded room now and someone is talking to the crowd. I sit down in the corner of the room, not too far from the man speaking to everyone. I think everyone needed to be silent. The man comes up to me and I think we know of each other, may even be friends in the dream. He makes me laugh and I try to hold it in but I can't help myself but to continue to laugh. He's right in my face, it's as if we are extremely comfortable with each other. There're girls next to us and they join in on the laughter.

I can see a scene of two men talking about each other from the previous year of X Factor. They joking around saying about how the other guy finally put some size on since last time, and that the other guy for choked out extremely quick. As he explains about the choke I see a scene of all the mates from the show are in a room and are all laughing and having a good time. One of the guys grabs the other around the neck and he passes out within seconds and they all start shaking him to wake up. As he wakes they all continue laughing and continuing to have a good time. All the guys look as if they're models, all great looking fellas. One of them looked similar to a prankster guy on YouTube.

I'm sitting at a table in front of a nice looking Asian girl. I think she's the teacher of the class. She opens up a package and it's a square shaped cake. She mentions it's from Kayley and offers me a slice. At first I thought it had raw chicken breast through it. She cuts me a slice which is only very tiny, as that's all I wanted. I start to think about everyone else missing out on cake and think about if everyone could have a bit if small portions were giving out. I don't think it would of been possible, and it was a cake for the teacher.

Dad asks me who created the recipe for the cake. I see a recipe and it shows how to prepare it. I guess and say Guy Rossi. As I say it, I continue looking for information on he recipe which may show the creator of it. Dad gives me silence as if I was wrong with my first guess.

I can now see a scene of a girl from X Factor (she sung at a Beyoncé concert) and it was showing how talented she was. She showed how flexible, fit and even showed some martial arts skills which helped her kick a soccer ball with power and extension.

Dream 2
Recorded at 9:00am

Im in the car with Dave and Rob. I'm unsure of where we're going. Dave and Rob are talking about their work. I ask Rob a question about his job in Frankon. I feel as if I may have cut off their convocation but Rob was cool enough to answer me. Rob is mucking around and jumps into the passenger seat while driving and pretending to fall sleep. I don't feel too worried due to him probably having his hand still on the steering wheel. After 15 seconds of his antics, I begin to get a little worries because there's cars in front of us and unsure of how he's going to break if needed. He gets back in the front seat and let's the car veer slightly off the road and towards the safety rails beside the road. At the last second he pulls the car back into the road and continues to drive normally.

We arrive at a turn off which leads to a main road. I see a old style car with no roof. Looks like one of those racing cars from the early days of racing. There's a man and women in the old style car and the man seems to be leaning over and talking to the girl without much attention on the road. I begin to think that it's risky. I see another car which looks similar to the previous that's in front of us. It turns onto the main road and puts his foot to the floor. They car has slow acceleration speed but after a couple seconds or so it really picks up in speed and has some power behind it.

We reach a football oval and we're having a bit of a kick of the ball to each other. Rob boots the ball towards us but it bounces in another direction. Matt Hobs is in another group and he runs after it and kicks it back to rob. It's a great kick to him. Rob kicks to ball again to us but this time it goes over our heads. I run after it and expect no one to be after the ball. As I pick it up and turn, I see a person coming towards me. I try and do a cross over trick to confuse and get around the person but it doesn't work at all probably due to poor technique as I didn't feel too confident I'm my ability. I get a smack to the head as I tried to get around him. I wasn't too happy as we were only having fun, not playing serious. I get back to Dave and rob and explain about the cheap shot that was given to me. I think the attacker was of Maori descent. I look on a screen as if I am able to control who can play with us. I had the settings for who could play as ternease (something like that) which didn't have Australia in the category. I assume that maybe due to an Australian going after the ball, it came off as disrespectful. I find the setting for Australia which has Italy and a few other countries in it and select that.

08.01.2013

Boxes With No Content and GIVE ME BACK MY ZUNE HD!!! (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm with a group of guys who do all sorts of box related stuff, whether it's dressing themselves as boxes or doing box pranks.

The first thing that comes up with these guys is that one of them had their mother killed by a dog, which I really do believe. So when they're showing evidence, I see things in spectator mode, like a movie clip being played.

Things start out with sticks being placed, and I feel like I'm wacking the sticks with another stick. I don't know how I'm in this movie clip, and certainly do not hope that I'm the killer.

Turns out it's a prank, and I see one of the members of the box people dressed up like a Boxed version of the Katamari Prince.

Then I follow him for unknown reasons, and we're at this plane garage of some sort, and the other members are sitting down on vanilla metal fold-able chairs conducting a plan to prank a specific group of people.

So what they were going to do was get some rectangular shaped Styrofoam and put them in white boxes. Then they would put in some bogus instruction manual to things look legit right on top section inside the box so they would see it immediately when opening in.

I'm sitting down watching them do their thing, and they're done within a few seconds. They have a whole collection of rectangular boxes stacked on top of each other set up in rows and columns. For its height, it was about as high as my head sitting down (I'm 5'1'' or something like that).

I could see some boxes were cut off or something, and I was wonder how they're going to pull this off. I assumed these bad boxes were only facing me, and they were just using them as fillers to make the whole set look legit.

So then a random person comes in and picks up a box almost near to the end of one of the half opened boxes that looked like they were sawed off. Luckily he picked up one of their good ones, but for some reason, He actually has the competence to realize this box is extremely light.

So he opens the new one, looks at the instructional manual on top, and he looks convinced. BUT NO, he then takes something that's ACTUALLY in there, which is what he should've wanted, took it out, and asked one of the guys on whose item this belongs too.

I thought he was just stupid and should've went with a box with something in it at least. As I'm passively watching the back of him, I noticed he's holding a plastic bag with something in it. And one of the guys responds,

"Oh, that's his Zune HD."

And he's pointing at me.


So I start spasming and I go into the mode of,

"GIVE ME BACK MY ZUNE HD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

So I quickly try to hold on to it, but this guy who's at least 6'4'' tall holds on to the other end pretty well. I tried to get control, but the dream immediately fades away, and I wake up with my eyes closed, realizing I could DEILD. But then I started talking to my Tulpa for good 45 seconds or so until the alarm rings.

Ugh...mornings...

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08.01.2013

Staged Bungee Jumping??? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I just remember some guys dressed in White Robes and Desert hats are trying to simulate some event where some evil group of people made someone bungee jump near high traffic. They wouldn't send them right into the traffic, but they would make them 10 feet above it though.

It was kind of scary, and I'm watching things in spectator mode being worried if these people can actually hold their victims properly. No one was killed, at least to my recall, and then the staged version of it happens where the guy seems to be preparing for Circus Acrobatics.

This was all in an environment that represented some parts of New York. The people, both the staged and the actual evil people were all on a bridge that was maybe 20 feet above traffic. This same bridge was connected to the apartment complexes or random buildings on opposite sides.

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08.01.2013

Use GMail to send out Package Orders? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm in a school hallway that resembles a High School's in waking life.

There's the milky caramel colored tiled flooring along with this white glass covering on top that has the run blasting its light all over it, and the place looks pretty peaceful and quiet.

This is kind weird since this section of the hallway would have a cafeteria to the left, and I thought there would be a lot of chattering since it felt like Lunch Time.

People started to come to the hallway more, and there was a plan where me and a few group of people would eventually use Gmail to send out food packages or something.

I came up with the idea of using the Gmail, so yay me!

Then there's random manifestation of food on tables everywhere when someone said there will be tables.

After 10 seconds or so, the hallway that's about a quarter mile long has a lot of food lined up on the right side (looking at this screen). I feel hungry and decided to help myself on some food.

I think there were restrictions, especially on the desert where I hear two old people saying that they'll be using their eyes very well to see who picked out more than two items for each plate.

There were a lot of plates if I was thinking clearly at the time, but I started to become paranoid by picking only 1 food item from every other 3 or even 5 plates.

Then I noticed people are just taking food like that without a care in the world, so I jump into the bandwagon and did the same. I picked out random stuff like Chowmein, Cheesecake, and other stuff I can't even place a name on; I just know they looked and probably tasted REALLY good..

Then the dream shifts where I find myself thinking that the tardy bell, or the warning bell before that bell was going to ring. But for a few seconds before knowing that, I remember going into the wrong sub-hallway to my left, but not knowing it's the wrong area as yet.

I see a many come inside the glass doors with metal bars to push in to open, and he looks really familiar. After 1-2 seconds, I easily picked up on who it's a counterpart of, which is a guy named Carly or something. He's wearing a gray shirt, faded blue jeans, and can't remember the shoe color.

He's basically a pretty decent copy of the waking life version, and he waves at me and I do the same. Then he looks at me weird, and I don't even know why. Then I realize this isn't where my Chemistry room is!!!

I don't know, I just had a random surge of thought come out and presumed I had to go to Chemistry class in High School. I realized I'm wearing a white dress shirt tucked underneath black dress pants and fancy black lace less shoes, and also a red tie as well.

I prepared myself to dash, but I'm having a difficult time running of course. I feel like I'm running on a treadmill at times, but I am able to move forward a bit.

It gets tiring for a while since I can feel my feel and the shoe front bending a bit (I think the shoe was a little big for me). My main objective from that point was to get to the other side that had red stuff.

I finally get control of my ability to run, and halfway in the hallway, I see some random guy to my right who's wearing a light gray shirt and regular blue jeans and is close to being obese looking at a Widescreen television placed to the left on top of the sides of the higher floor.

I stop and wondered why this guy is so phased out watching it, and I look at it myself. I think it was random commercials or someone giving a message. It felt like instructions on doing something, but I forgot what it was.

So I spend the rest of the dream trying to reach the other side, and I don't know if I actually reach there before the dream fades away.

There's a few more dreams I recalled, but I'm too lazy as hell to type them down, and I'm hungry too...

Victory

In our last confrontation with this portly, evil wizard, we left him for dead. But something feels unfinished to me, and I decide to go back into his old home to see what really happened. Inside, I see a few grotesque, mummified corpses--remnants of our last encounter. Nothing seems alive. I guess it really is over. But then I watch in shock as one of the "corpses" starts standing up. It's the wizard!

Before long, the mummy effect wears off, and he's back to his usual corpulent self. He explains that he was just playing dead, waiting for me to return so that he could get his revenge. We begin to battle. Somehow I force him to start balancing heavy objects in the air. I keep increasing the weight, until finally after I add a piano, his wizardly powers can't take the strain and he collapses, his powers spent. He's still dangerous, though, and I need to break his focus somehow if I want to have a chance to defeat him. I remember that he keeps a pot of explosive powder on the coffee table--perfect. I knock it to the ground, and the resulting "bang" and flash of sparks give me the opening I need.

Shower Regulations

Spoiler for Shower Regulations:

At this camp, nudity is required at all times in the locker rooms, although there's still strict segregation between the sexes. It's early morning now, and I'm still a bit groggy. I need to go to the bathroom, but my unfamiliarity with social nudity has given me a slight erection, which would make that difficult. I decide to take a shower instead. I consider going back into the main room, but there might be girls in there that would see me naked.

Prank War

A group of younger kids is having a prank war with a group of slightly older kids. Somehow this involves an underground train, and a room behind the tracks from which you can't escape if there's currently a train passing by. In the most recent prank, the younger kids dared the older ones to steal from the adults the supplies needed to make a special kind of warm alcoholic drink. This includes hot coals and ethanol, basically. So the bigger kids sneak into the outer room. They can't see any hot coals, and the adults might turn around at any moment, so they frantically grab a dark rock and some hot ashes, hoping that when they heat the rock with the ashes, it will be as good as a coal. What they don't know is that the little kids were plotting to get them caught.

Frags:

• At some point the words "lucid dreaming" came up, but I don't remember the context and apparently it didn't make me lucid.

I'm watching a prank TV show called "Weird Neighbors". *The pranksters have set up a mudkip impression booth at the entrance to the local library, where they meet everyone who comes in with a horrible moaning noise right in their face, then try to charge them money for the impression. *The next prank is the finale of the show. *The squad stands at the side of a country back road, signaling for a ride from passing cars. *An old blue pickup truck with two old farmers riding pulls up. *The squad of pranksters thanks them and gets in. *It's not long before one of them acts very sick and exclaims he needs to take a dump. *Unfortunately they are in the middle of nowhere so the farmers stop and hand him an egg carton. *He walks away, acts like dumping in the carton, and then starts running back holding the carton limply and pinching his nose. *Right when he reaches the farmers he trips and they nearly have a heart attack. *Its the end of the show, I wake up.

I think it's safe to say that my dry spell of dreams is about over. I even remember the order of most of the dreams. Also I'm feeling better, so I will try a WBTB next night.

I also did a reality check, and I may have been lucid for a few seconds. Unfortunately, on a scale from 1 to 10, 10 being the most lucid, I'd say I was around 1 or 2, but since I'm not sure if I was actually lucid, I'm not going to mark this down as a lucid dream.

First, I was at Alec's house. It was set up differently in that it was a lot bigger, and it had a lot of winding hallways. The overall look of the house was different, too, with all the walls having this old-looking wall paper, and the floors were carpeted with antique carpets. Anyway, Anthony was there as well, and we all wanted to go get some pizza. The problem was that Alec's parents weren't home, so we couldn't leave because then his grandmother, who is very old and shouldn't be left alone, would be left alone. This was immediately apparent to us, so we considered leaving, but then the subject of her medication came up, and we figured that if we weren't there, she would "probably die." Somehow that was supposed to be a joke, and it came off as a joke in the dream, but I don't remember who said it. I know either someone said it to his grandmother, or his grandmother said it about herself.

Then, I was in the car with Brian and Ashley's baby. There were other people in the car, but they were faceless dream characters. The car was not my car, also. The seats were leather, and everything was colored grey. The baby's car seat was somehow in the same spot that Brian was sitting, which was in the middle seat in the back. I was in the seat by the left window. Every time I picked up the baby (Seth), which was by his armpits, to put him in his car seat, Brian would yell at me asking me what I was doing. I didn't know what he meant, and I ignored him. Then I picked up Seth again, who, by the way, looked like a newborn rather than the six-month-old he is, and I put him in the car door compartment. You know, the place where you usually put an umbrella or something. The compartment was just big enough to fit Seth in a standing-up posture, and he fell asleep. Brian yelled at me again, but I figured it was only because Seth would be uncomfortable in the door compartment. I figured I'd let him go until he woke up and started crying, and when he did I picked him up again to put him back in his car seat. This time when Brian yelled at me, I said back to him, "You're telling me I'm holding him the wrong way, but you aren't being specific! How am I supposed to know what you mean?" After I said this, I realised that I was yelling at him the same way I would yell at one of my friends if I was mad at them. When I said this, all the characters in the car turned to look at me, and I think my mom was driving. Anyway, Brian told me, "You can't just pick him up by the armpits, you have to support the rest of his body." To demonstrate this, the baby morphed into one of our cats, and was laying sprawled out on Brian's hands. The cat's head was on his right hand, and his body was on his left. Brian's hands were slightly apart, so that in the space in the middle, the cat's body was sagging down.

The next thing I know, I'm at school. So far in the dream, the school looks almost exactly as it normally does. I'm at the hallway intersection by the nurse's office, and the stairs are behind me, and everything is where it should be, although the walls are orange.. I'm about to go somewhere when this kid, who looked a lot like Alaric, but slightly off, like he could be his younger brother or something, pulled me aside and said, "Hey, I lost my Gameboy Advance in the other classroom, could I borrow yours?" I said that I didn't have one with me, and he said, "Don't lie," while nudging me with his elbow. I could tell this was a joke; a way of saying, "Hey, we all can't stand these boring classes, so we all carry around Gameboys to keep ourselves occupied." For some reason though, in this dream I was socially awkward (more so than usual ) and instead of making a joke back, I kind of just said, "I'm not lying." I felt pressed for time, however, and I had to go. This kid was interesting though, and I felt that we could have been great friends. Anyway, I walked off down the hallway that leads to the cafeteria. This is where the architecture of the school goes a little off. Instead of leading to the cafeteria, I could look down the hallway, and see that it just kept going forever, the orange hue of the walls leading the way. However, when I started walking down the hallway, I immediately ended up in this other hallway. This hallway was completely blue and there were boilers and such all around the place. I saw a person in the distance, who waved at me. I thought it was my old math teacher, but as I got closer, I realised it was this girl, Kristen, who had a crush on me. She was with her friends, who I happen to not like. It's worth mentioning that this particular dream is the only instance in which her friend, who is also named Kristen, was attractive. Then I was suddenly in this other hallway. This one was a lot like the unnecessarily wide one in most of my school dreams, but it led to the gymnasium. And instead of a door to the gym, the hall just opened up, and there it was on the right. Also, the wall on the right didn't reach all the way up to the ceiling. If you wanted to, you could feasibly climb the wall and climb over the top and get to the bleachers in the gym. As I was walking up to the gym, Donovan was with me, and I was trying to make a joke but he didn't think it was funny. A basketball from the gym fell over the top of the wall and bounced towards me. I could see the ball bouncing towards me in third person, and I knew it was going to hit me in the head. It did. Then I walked around the wall to get to the gym, and I saw some kid on the bleachers playing with a basketball. The bleachers were tiered, but not in the normal way. I would say that normal bleachers were tiered horizontally. These ones were tiered vertically, and there were no seats on them. It was more like they were just steps, and I was walking on the edge of the wall that these bleachers made. As I was walking on the wall, I could look down and see the hallway from where I came. Suddenly I was sitting by these lunch tables on the other side of the gym, and I could still see the kid with the basketball from where I was. There was a basketball hoop at the bottom of the bleachers and in front of it, there were also a lot of hard, plastic benches. As I watched the kid with the basketball, he would jump really high on the spot where he was, and aim for the hoop, and make it. Then he would move up a step and do the same thing. Eventually, he was at the top, and I had a feeling he was going to fall. He jumped up really high, and the ball when in the hoop, but he took a nasty spill and fell face first into this metal bar and the plastic benches. Somehow, he managed to get up and walk this off, and the whole gym was amazed that he mad the shot. I turned around and I was suddenly in this room with Tom and Kyle. The room was dark, and there was a couch, where Tom and Kyle were sitting, and there was a small rug on the floor where I was sitting, and there was also a TV. This class had something to do with music theory because Mrs. Gunther-Brown, my music theory teacher, put on a video for us to watch. The video had a Caterpie from Pokemon trying to climb these vines, but things were shooting at him. In the background, Daisy Bell was playing, but it was in an, 8-bit style. For some reason, it was DE that church was relevant to the song and the video. I made a joke saying that this was "Super Church" or "Super Sunday" in reference to Super Nintendo. Tom and Kyle didn't think these were funny, and I continued with, "Church 64." It was like, in this whole dream, everyone thought I wasn't funny.

I woke up at this point, and forced myself to write down some dreams.

Next, I was at a relative's house. It may have been my aunt Sandy. The place was very run down, and the wooden floors and walls were getting torn up. I was on the computer for a little bit, but then I walked to this one bedroom. This room was very nice looking. The place was very orange, but it wasn't torn apart like the rest of the house. There was a bed to my right, and a support column to my left. I don't know what was on the other side of the support column. There was a small TV to the left of the bed. Anthony was there, and so was this other kid. They made a comment about how this Metal Gear Solid game sucked, and was a "bad game". I turned it on and realised that they came to this conclusion because his gun was shaped weird. Snake's gun was a marshmallow gun, and it was very small where he held it, and giant on the other end, with a yellow tank on the side. It actually looked pretty awesome now that I think about it. I mocked them, and they agreed with me, saying that it probably wouldn't affect the game. I turned it off, but then the other kid mentioned that there were other things wrong with the game. I turned it back on, and I started playing for a little bit. The setting of the game was this small military camp. Snake was wearing khakis, a wife-beater, black boots, and he had camouflage face paint. As he ran, the game was glitchy, and his arms folded back behind him. It looked pretty funny. I turned off the game. Suddenly this girl from school, Coralis, was in the room with us, and she was wearing this bionic suit, and it was DE that it was her birthday. She was playing Yu-Gi-Oh with some other person. There were two a big stacks of cards on this table between them with a magic card on top of each, and I realised that she needed to get magic cards back. I asked her if she had any cards that would bring magic cards back. Then I was sleeping. It was night, and I was sleeping in the bed that I saw when I walked into the room. The room was empty except for me, and I think I had a false awakening. I woke up, and it was still dark, but it was morning. I had morning wood, and my dick was pretty huge, and I marveled at this for a while. I got up and left the room though because I didn't want anyone finding out. Suddenly I was in this really large, walk-in bathroom complex. The whole place had bathroom tiles on the floor, and all the walls were like the walls to a bathroom stall. There was a giant window that spanned the main hallway. I walked down this hallway as I passed by paths I could have turned down in order to get to other bathrooms and showers. From a top view, the place was probably shaped like an "E", with the last hallway turning into a large room. There were a lot of celebrities there, but the only one I remember is Mila Kunis. I passed her as I turned down the hallway towards the big room. She was sitting on the window sill reading a book. Michael Richards may have been there as well. Anyway, as I walked past Mila to get to the larger room, I looked back and Sean and a bunch of mutual dream character friends replaced Mila. This new kid was with me, and Sean was yelling out to this kid, "Call me fatty," like that's the nickname he wanted. Recognising this as a really bad joke, I turned to the kid and tole him not to call him fatty. I knew it would just encourage more bad jokes from Sean. Anyway, this kid was new, and we were hazing him or something, but I was being nice to him. Then he turned to me and tried to show me his secret handshake. It started out with this constant and rapid high-five, and I suggested that instead, we could just shake hands. I demonstrated with a normal handshake. Then he insisted that his was more fun, so I let him continue. He mentioned that the shake then goes into this dance, and this is where he lost me. The dance involved waving both of your hands, one at a time, and then doing a pirouette. I mocked this stupid shake, by going along with it until it was my turn to do it. Instead of doing what he did, I punched him in the face twice, once with each hand, and then spin-kicked him in the jaw. One of the people from the group of friends came over and I told his about it and he said he did the same thing. We laughed. As I left, the placed was suddenly empty, and I saw Coralis by one of the bathroom stalls. I went out on a limb and asked, "Wanna fuck?" To my surprise, she was like, "Sure," and we went into a bathroom stall, which had a whole room, complete with a bed . I told her, "Just so you know, I'm a virgin." This discouraged her, and I said, "Well, then just give me a blowjob or a hand job." She said something about not wanting my dick to poke her or something. It was DE that dicks have this odd, poking, uncomfortable quality. I assured her that i didn't have this quality, and she would be fine. Dreams, man.

Woke up here, too. I may have had a slight sleep paralysis at one point. Maybe not here, but some point. And I was still half asleep, but I recognised it, but it went away fast. It may have just been a dream sleep paralysis that could have occurred during my false awakening.

The last set of dreams started out with me observing this one room (I wasn't there) with two characters from Star Wars. One was supposed to Darth Vader, but it looked nothing like him. The other was supposed to be a good guy, but not anyone specific. The room looked more like the set of Star Trek than Star Wars though. Anyway, this was supposed to be a Star Wars reunion special or something and this one guy was going to reprise his role as the anonymous good guy I saw. This guy looked like a mix of Mark Hamill and Pete Townshend from The Who, but was named Richard Keithson. It was DE that he was from The Who. After this, I was in Brian's truck. He was driving, and my mom was in the front passenger seat. I was in the back right seat, and it was DE that Brian was evil. There was some danger and fear surrounding him, and we drove off. This part of the dream repeated, and this time, this faceless dream character, who I felt a strong connection to, was sitting next to me. They knew what just happened, but I had to explain to them that he gets this way when _________ (I don't remember), or he gets like this every once in a while or something. Something about the situation came up a lot. Then they realised that this just happened recently, and they said, "Wow, already?"

Then there was this really vague bit that may or may not have involved a desert, Frieza, and me being a doctor with super powers. There also might have been some research facility in the distance or something. After this, I was in this very vibrantly colored town, as if everything was made of candy. The sky was lime green, and the roads were brown, and the side walks were yellow, etc. Alec left with his dad to go somewhere, and I had to move their car. In this dream, Alec's house was a pink mansion with a yellow fountain out front that spewed out a pink, cartoon liquid. His car was a limo-van. I had to put it in neutral and push it into the spot in front of their house. I was getting frustrated because I couldn't get it straight. It was around this time that I performed a reality check. I noticed that I had six fingers on one hand, and nine on the other. I had to count them a few times because I thought something was off but I wasn't sure. I may have been slightly lucid for a few seconds, but it was like I decided there was nothing to do, so I let go. Also, I remember accidentally thinking about waking up during my reality check, but I never woke up, which is the main reason for me not thinking this was lucid. Anyway, I was suddenly hundreds of feet above the car, and then the dream shifted to this room with a bunch of posters all around. This part of the dream may or may not have including climbing, or a bunch of high places, but I get that vibe, like I think I was climbing on these stacks of posters, and I could see miles below me, even though I was inside this room. As I'm typing this, I remember that there were other people in the room. They weren't people, but they were into the same thing I was doing. Anyway, accidentally ripped down this one poster of Speed Racer. Then my dream cut to the set of Friends, with Rachel and Monica. It was DE that they were all playing a prank on me, but Monica wasn't in on it, so she was inadvertently being pranked, too.

4:08 AM

Silly Trains
Watching a train yard operate. Tried to tell them but they kept on messing up everything (Rules, Schedules, Track Switching, everything.) Thought is was pretty funny and somewhat aggravating as I watched some trains take off and fall completely apart in the process.

Fox's Revenge / Flying Desk
Sitting at the bottom of this steep driveway was a house. Inside, me, my gf Anna, Fox(a girl I know) and some random DC most resembling some of Fox's friends. She was getting everyone to prank call Truxton( a guy we all know who pissed off Fox). Didn't want anything to do with it so Anna and I left. And just in time because the (impossible) Truxton brute squad had shown up. We hurried very quickly to my desk which had overly stuffed drawers. Inserted and turned the key. Flew away sitting at the craziest flying desk ever. Was very very fast.

Note: Tonight I had plans to meet up with MoSh to place a connection between his inner world to the Hogwarts we have been visiting, but then he told me that someone has been screwing with Asuka's memory and she doesn't even remember him. So the first plan became to restore Asuka's memory. I also had plans to meet up with Kaomea to raise a bit of chaos in a different Hogwarts, specifically one where Professor Umbridge (5th year Defense Against the Dark Arts Instructor) deserves to be the object of some amusement. More specifically, never can these two dreams meet! Unfortunately, I once again have only fragmented memories.

The Memory Remains
I am with MoSh in a strange town, I have no idea where we are, and I am not lucid. MoSh and I are looking for a new age store where he says he will be able to find Asuka, he says I will have to help her remember him. I am wondering how I am supposed to help Asuka remember him if he can't do that himself. We are heading toward the store, MoSh seems to know where he is going, but we reach a spot where there is a barricade and a cop is not letting anyone down the street we need to take. And they are clearly taking this very seriously, there is a large barrier that is about ten feet tall at least and it is topped with razor wire… um… they are taking this way too seriously. MoSh and I take a different street to go around the barricaded area and get to the new age store that way. Now there don't seem to be any streets heading in our direction at all, and the street we are on is curving in the wrong direction. MoSh points out an alley and we go down that, determined to reach the store. There are dogs there now, about seven big dogs that look like Rottweilers, and they are all blocking the alley and snarling menacingly. I go over to a fire escape and jump to reach the ladder, pulling it down. Now MoSh and I are able to use the fire escapes to get past the dogs. We continue using the fire escapes until we finally reach a store called New Life, MoSh says that is where Asuka is working. The fire escape ends on the roof of the place, which seems a bit odd, but we are able to get inside through a trap door. Inside, Asuka doesn't seem to think this is strange at all, and she greets us by asking what she can help with. I tell her I think MoSh is looking for a bit of quality time with her, adding a wink. She looks at me strangely, as if she has no idea what I am talking about… MoSh says I had said I have a song to restore memories, maybe I should try that. I look in my pocket and find I have my iPod, so I take it out and play the song "The Memory Remains" by Metallica while focusing on restoring her memories. The song plays through, and it looks like there is a flicker of recognition in Asuka's eyes.

Haunted Dungeons
I am at Hogwarts, and this time I am spontaneously lucid, or maybe I just don't recall the time when I became lucid. But at the point where my memories start I am with Kaomea, Fred, and George in some dark corner of the dungeons at Hogwarts. We are all talking about making fools out of Umbridge, Snape, Ubridge, some of the Slytherins, Umbridge… oh, and Umbridge! It is unanimous that every there hates Umbridge beyond all others. Something comes into my mind, I am thinking Kaomea and I can use form shifting to make Umbridge look really retarded, and the effect will last even after we are gone. The situation will be set then for Fred and George to have whatever fun they can get out of it, make a plan? They say they will improvise, that is what they do best. So we start off by sending a fake message from Snape that says he needs to meet with Umbridge immediately. Kaomea and I turn into cats… she turns into Hermione's cat, Crookshanks, I turn into Mrs. Norris. Umbridge comes down into the dungeon shortly later. I, as Mrs. Norris, go over and wind around her legs, which results in her kicking me. I hiss at her. That doesn't fit with all her plates and pictures of cats in her office… but it is also not unexpected. I flip back to my feet, arch my back, and I hiss loudly. Umbridge tells me to shut up, so I start mutating. From the form of a cute little kitty cat I start growing, there are bony spines protruding from my back, and my hissing becomes more malevolent… Before long Umbridge is staring, stunned and terrified, at a face that looks something like this.

She stumbles backwards a couple of feet, then trips and falls on her ass before letting out a horrible sounding scream of pure terror. I hear someone behind me, so I quickly transform back to Mrs. Norris and jump on Umbridge's chest and start purring. Snape enters the hall and sees Umbridge on the floor, cowering, pointing at me and saying to get it away from her, please get it away from her, it's a monster… Snape picks me up by the scruff of the neck and looks at me, he states the obvious, "It's… a… kitty… cat…" in his usual mocking tone. He puts me down and looks at Umbridge with disgust. Umbridge is going on about how I had been a monster just second ago, I respond with a questioning, "Meow?" Snape says, "That's Mrs. Norris, Filch's cat… she may be filthy and have fleas, but she is no monster." Umbridge wants to know what Snape wanted to see her for, he says he doesn't and then walks away. Umbridge is visibly shaken, but then she walks down the hall she came from. I see Crookshanks waiting near the end of the hall, Kaomea is going to have some fun with Umbridge. I head down the hall towards them, to see what is going to happen, but this is the last part I remember.

I had a medium-length detailed dream, of which I remember a fragment... it was lunch break at my school, but my school was some sort of residential summer program at some college that had a very environmental campus, incorporating caves into the architecture and stuff... in the restroom, instead of urinals or toilets there was a trough carved out into the dirt which you had to squat over, it was gross... I got lunch from some sort of cafeteria line, it was hot food (prepared), and sat at a table to eat lunch with some IRL friends... they were all only friends who are in a grade above mine, or in college, though, which is interesting... then, end of fragment, I woke up and went back to sleep...

Next dream (this one is short, but I do remember all of it):

I was in the downtown district of a city, walking around outside, when some guy called my cell phone. He used a soundboard of a guy with a synthesized, techno-sounding voice (with beats in the background whenever he talked) to supply his parts of the conversation... classic prank call.

Then I went into a store, and leaned over a mannequin... this lady with black hair in a yellow shirt appeared, who had been prank called too. The guy making the calls appeared as well. They talked, then went into a dressing room to have sex even though the lady was a lesbian (?)... and then the dream ended.

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

This dream went in two different directions.

The first part of it involved me sitting in a classroom. The walls were white, the desks polished light tan with skinny round metal legs, and the chairs I can't remember the appearance of. The room was a normal classroom size, enough to fit twenty desks in.

The desks were arranged in a circle, and the chairs were on the outside facing in. There was only me, one of my friends, and a teacher (who also happened to be my English teacher) in the room. He was older, probably fifty years old, and had slightly longer hair. I had put some sort of strong glue on his chair before he sat down, and I was awaiting the time when he'd try to get up! My goal for school that year was to prank every teacher I have classes with.

My friend was sitting across the room, and we were sending minute signals back and forth to each other regarding the glue.

The dream changed and this time, I was outside; it was around noon and the sky was clear. I was a guy (which surprised me when I woke up, I've never been one before) and my fiancee wasn't allowed to go out with me because of her strict father. She wasn't necessarily upper class or anything, so I'm still not sure how that reasoned out to the dream. Anyways, she was leaving town with her mother and father. Her appearance was similar to Rachel McAdam's character in the Notebook.

The area was set in an earlier time period with hilly cobblestone paths and lots of tall grass along the sides. The house looked modern but with flat stones instead of bricks on the sides. The house wasn't propped up on a foundation, and instead was right on the ground.

There was a black carriage outside; two people would sit in the front, the one on the left would control the horses. There was a space in the back for my girlfriend, and she got in, along with her parents who sat in the front. I had put strong glue on the front seat earlier, right where her father sat down. As the carriage began to drive away, I waved and started laughing because of the irony. She too started laughing and jumped off, running towards me without a suitcase or bag.

We didn't kiss, (that would have been awkward...), but I heard the carriage driving away into the distance. The last thing I heard was her father exclaim, "I'm stuck to the seat!"