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    1. 20 May: Random stuff and synthetic biology project

      by , 05-20-2019 at 08:31 PM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

      In a studio with Billy Corgan and Dave Grohl. There's a problem with ticks, I go to the toilet and find bloody paper and a giant bug roaming around.

      With friends at a café in Lisbon, a fancy place. Nuno Markl passes by with a shopping bag, we can see he bought two pink pullovers and that another man just passing by him is wearing a similar pullover. We laugh at the popularity of these pullovers and he looks at us. I wave and he looks puzzled as if finding me familiar but not knowing who I am.
      Then we go down the street, I am dressed like a Jedi, sort of. Then crossing the street becomes a challenge as the road gives place to a very steep hill that we have to climb. I stick a dagger on the ground so I can climb and the mountain moves because it is a dragon.

      I am staying at a house with others, one guy is clearly specialist in ancient Greek myths. I am a biologist on some project. I take a look at some papers describing a synthetic biology project that is taking place in some Asian country where the laws are not restrictive and they talk about growing tissues and limbs. Reminds me a video my mom had sent me, I decide I will share these documents with the guys from that video so we can discuss the project
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    2. 5 dreams, 5 adventures

      by , 08-08-2018 at 03:28 PM


      A fox followed me around on a playground. It kind of scared me since it seemed to be magical. Kitsune.

      Had an animation project that I needed to do. I was really proud of my work and had even made a doll. Suddenly after been working so hard I found another doll on a table. It looked sad. I picked it up and looked around. The owner soon came out from the toilet and spoke to everyone in norweigen. I was the only one who did understand since I was the only one who could speak both english and swedish. So I translated it and she was sent home.

      There was a classreunion with my very old class. It was interesting to meet all the old students and to see what they have been up to.


      There was a king that wanted to have a child but all his wives died within a year so he was constantly getting married. Soon there wasn’t many options left and his latest wife asked me if I wanted to marry him. I told her that I would think about it. But first I needed to find out who tried to poison all the poor queens and why!

      I was being chased by a large hunter. He also had some weird creature as a hunting pet. They called me bunny and was desperatly trying to shoot me! They didn’t succeed! I hit the hunter in the head so many times he just fell to the floor and didn’t wake up. The weird hunting pet turned into a baby.

      Updated 08-08-2018 at 05:50 PM by 95361 (Fixed spelling errors)

      Categories
      non-lucid , nightmare , memorable
    3. Missing Paper Square

      by , 05-18-2017 at 10:19 AM
      Morning of May 18, 2017. Thursday.



      I am sitting on our bed in an informal meditation position, but the location is not certain (though it seems to be implied to be our present home, though it is not familiar or like any real location I have ever been). There are a large number of pieces of paper of various sizes and colors as well as a few different thicknesses. I am preparing to start making a fold-out paper diorama I had helped design (based on a real-life educational task I had created) and I have softly folded an A4 sheet so that I can cut it out as a square (though only for use as a test template to work with one of our sons). I cut out the square and place it aside.

      In a short time, I realize that I had somehow misplaced the paper square. I become more and more frustrated over not being able to find what I had just made. I sort through the paper scraps, but it seems futile. I cannot accept that it has somehow vanished, but that seems to be the case.

      Zsuzsanna is in an adjoining room. An unknown female comes in. I notice she seems familiar (but is really not). Her eyes are two different colors. Her left eye is a bright light blue and her right eye is dark brown (possibly meant to express both pairs of eyes of my parents). I am not sure why she is here but I do not feel that imposed upon. She is with Zsuzsanna anyway.

      Still, I start to make very strange noises of frustration, almost as if I am having physical pain, though my own voice actually sounds somewhat comedic to me, sounding like “bluh bluh bluh” at one point. I do not leave the bed at any time. I get an impression that it might be Easter.



      Something vanishing or morphing in my dreams has been very common since earliest memory. It is so common (and continuous in first dreams of a period, including hypnagogia), it probably does not have any significant symbolism, especially when it relates to distortions of real events. At any rate, visual morphing is so rapid, it cannot even be reasonably documented (such as when a dream character changes identity at the rate of about twice per second, shifting through over a hundred or more different appearances, which is one of my lucidity triggers).


    4. [27-04-2016]

      by , 04-27-2016 at 08:41 PM (Snehk's Dreamlands)
      The dream covered a few days during which I was preparing to be an announcer at a big school academy. There were also preparations for a position of flag-holder during such occasions, and I was forced to do it. But first, I had to make some kind of school project - design a new school flag. This have also summed up with renovation of my house and I was running like mad to complete everything.
    5. Last few days

      by , 12-02-2015 at 11:43 PM (Snehk's Dreamlands)
      Had some family problems and bad sleep lately.

      30-11-2015

      I was walking straight a forest road, but then I found a tractor and used it to drive further. On the road I met my younger sister, and my class later on. They were laughing from two girls, and then another girl tried to hit me with a tractor. We argued for a while, which resulted in her crying and running away.

      01-12-2015

      Recalled only brief moments, but I can't describe anything.

      02-12-2015

      First fragment:

      I was inside a train, sitting in my section. I took out a coverlet out of my bag, and tried to sleep.

      Second fragment:

      It was in my old school, inside an IT room. I tried to gain access to a PC, so I could finish one project, but everyone tried to stop me. One of them said "I have my own project to finish! You're an idiot, even I passed that exam!" and everyone laughed.
    6. Fragments

      by , 01-20-2015 at 10:37 AM
      Just two short fragments. I will not be able to post any dream for the next couple days as I am going on a short holiday, let's hope I have a lucid while I am over there. That would be cool .

      Non-Lucid
      Questioning
      Lucid

      Fragment One:
      I am in a war, defending a castle. There are multiple waves of soldiers coming from trenches wearing gear that looked like it had to be from WW1. I was carrying a sniper and started shooting soldiers that were advancing to the final trench. I downed four of them and saw a cow that looked out of place (don't know why I didn't become lucid because of this.) It looked like it was out of a cartoon and I shot it four times before it fell. My view then completely changed and I was a soldier in the trenches running towards the cow's owner. He seemed very distressed and I told him we should cook and eat the cow to honour it's memory. I touched the cows corpse and some cooked steaks from minecraft appeared. We both began to eat the steaks before the dream faded.

      Fragment Two:
      I was at a university of some kind and carrying a project I hoped to impress some judges with. I'm not totally sure what I was but I somehow dropped it and began to chase after it as it bounced away. The scene changed and I was at a port where my project was about to fall into the ocean. Another student that was much faster than me began to chase it as well. He passed me and as the project dropped off into the water. The other student jumped off onto the ocean and began running on the water. I dived into the water and wondered mid-air how on earth this guy was not sinking. I hit the water but seemed to be ultra bouyant and bobbed right up again. The other person ran towards me and dragged me out of the water before I woke up.

      - Have my second Lucid.
      - Have a conversation with a DC.
      - Fly.
      - Find my Dream Guide.
    7. 3/28/12 Ah.. My Beautiful!

      by , 03-28-2012 at 02:43 PM (Sydney's Nightly Adventures)
      I remember having a project due (which I really did have due), so I decided to do it. I made it look really cool, even making a small border/mural to surround the poster. I was proud of it in the dream. I remember setting it all up at my dad’s house, and I remember it being a bit dark in the house, except the kitchen light was on. Someone was observing it, putting his hands behind his back and smiling. I think it was my teacher (though my teacher is female).
      Categories
      non-lucid
    8. blue, red, and black dresses; ethical and historical perspective

      by , 09-06-2011 at 12:05 PM
      Good morning, everybody.

      Dream #1

      Three women appeared in succession. They all looked very similar. They were very pretty, white, with curly, blonde hair and pale eyes. They were probably wearing a lot of makeup, especially rouge.

      The women each wore a dress of the same cut -- kind of 1970s style, squarish, with a loose blouse and skirt, made the accentuate the women's thinness. The blouse layered a tiny bit over the waist. The front of the blouse may have had tiny buttons going down the center.

      The first woman wore either a blue dress or a red dress; the second woman, either a red dress or a blue dress; and the third, a black dress. Each woman wore a matching hat, like a beret, which sat on the right side of her head.

      Dream #2

      I may have been reading something. I may also have been hearing what I was reading. Reasons were going to be listed for the failure of a certain project.

      Reason number one was being given. I saw the "1)" and the text of the reason being written out, as if on a page, but as if the page were an image superimposed over another image on a TV. Reason number one was that the people in the project were working without any sense of ethical or historical reference.

      The "2)" of reason number two was written out. The other numbers may also have been writtenout. But the reasons were all left blank.
    9. Chichen Itza + Shapeshifting 7/14/11

      by , 07-14-2011 at 06:37 PM (Mancon's Wild and Crazy Adventures in the Dream World)
      I went to bed at 12 and attempted a WILD at 3:10. Puffin and I are part of the International Oneironaut Shared Dreaming Project and have been trying to meet up at Chichen Itza. Unfortunately, we have not been in an LD at the same time yet.

      I was looking up at the sky and saw birds circling over me. I stood up and looked around. I was in the middle of a desert and it was daytime.

      I wanted to teleport to Chichen Itza to see if Puffin would be there. I had been thinking of cool ways to teleport lately and decided to try this one.

      I imagined the sun sucking me out of Earth extremely fast, towards it. I was shooting up into the air going so fast everything was a blur. I saw Saturn, Mars, and then I could see myself shooting into the sun. I imagined the sun was a huge teleporting device, and would take me wherever I thought.

      I imagined Chichen Itza in my mind and collided with the sun. I felt tingly and like I had just cliff jumped into the ocean. I saw my self rapidly falling towards Chichen Itza and slammed into the stairs. The stairs bent back and shot me back towards space. I quickly imagined a barrier in the sky which shot me back towards Chichen Itza. I stopped myself right before I hit the ground.

      That technique was a little more rough then I thought . I stood up and looked around for Puffin, or anyone else. I didn't see her, and I waited for about 5 minutes, then I started walking around Chichen Itza.

      I focused on everyone I knew in the project, and saw an owl staring down at me. I imagine myself switching places with the owl, and I was looking down at my body. I was the owl. I jumped off the branch and started flying around. I watched the owl trapped in my body stammer around, and try to fly. I decided to fly up as high as I could go and slam into the top of Chichen Itza.

      I dove rapidly and collided with the top. Instead of hitting it, it kept bending and all of a sudden I was flying on top of a mountain. my senses were heightened, and I could hear people walking. I was about to go find out who they were when I woke up.


    10. Chichen-Itza Lucid 7/12/11

      by , 07-12-2011 at 09:46 PM (Mancon's Wild and Crazy Adventures in the Dream World)
      I did KingYoshi's WILD Technique last night after my first lucid dream and it worked!



      I was sitting by the base of Chichen Itza and started to look for people who were in the International Oneironaut Shared Dreaming Project. I saw a person at the top staring down at me. I went up to them. I couldn't really remember people's description since there were so many, so I had no idea if this was just a dream character or perhaps another person in the International Oneironaut Shared Dreaming Project!

      It was a girl who was wearing a blue hoodie with a quicksilver logo on it, had brown hair, and blue eyes. She was holding a baby, but it didn't look like hers. She looked maybe 16-20. I haven't had a chance to check the description of everyone in the project to see if there is someone that actually looks like her.
      I told her she was dreaming and she stared at me with a blank expression.

      "Dree...what?" she said.

      "Dreaming." I said.

      She smiled and dropped the baby. She jumped of Chichen Itza and landed on a bed. The bed disappeared. Right when she touched it.
      That was weird. It was probably just one of my messed up dream characters. I was about to grab the baby but it disappeared too. I looked around a bit for more people but nobody was there.
      Suddenly the dream started to fade and I woke up.

      Updated 07-14-2011 at 04:49 PM by 27913

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      lucid
    11. The Cool Factor

      by , 07-06-2011 at 06:59 PM (The Nomad Chronicles)
      Brainwave: Delta, Deep Dream State

      I roll out of bed, and stand up. There are a circle of angels standing around me. They seem annoyed. “Dreamer, you violated-”
      I see they are all actually demons. I laugh. They are now more annoyed I saw through their guise. “Hello, henchmen!” I grin.
      “We are not your henchmen!” they pout.
      “Well, I am about to go on some awesome dream adventures. You can come if you want. Or you can wander around in your gay angel costumes.”
      “You’re gay.”
      “You’re gay-ER! Bye!” I open a portal to the Moon. One of the demons grabs my ankle, and I have trail of them going to the Moon. In the wormhole, the Wyrm looks at me curiously, and I just laugh. We land on the landing pad on the Temple of Nowhere. I become a demonic cat god.
      “Tonight, my brothers, we roll up on some dreamers, and make those mofos have nightmares. They want it, to become lucid.”
      “Oh, they will be lucid all right,” one demon says, and cracks his knuckles.
      “They will not forget any nightmare I give!” says another.
      “And, they will have no dream control. I love deceiving people!” says another.
      “Wait... you are the three main dream demons that tormented me as a child!”
      “Yes!” They grin.
      I roar, and instantly teleport all of us to The Battle Pyramid.
      I become my Demon Self, Deathgawn.

      I am nine feet tall, with skin like charcoal, and a black hole on my chest. I summon a flaming morning star, and crack it like a whip. I energize my energy shield that Selene gave me, but I form it into an armor instead of a sphere. I energize my boots. The Battle Pyramid increases in size by 1000 to accommodate my power. I energize my energy gauntlets. I pound one into the ground like a jackhammer, creating a mild earthquake. Dust fall on us, and the demons lose their footing.
      “You can’t power up before battle! This isn’t Dragon Ball Z!”
      They rush at me, but I just project my energy shield out from me, in a sphere, and they bounce off. My witchblade forms over my body. I float up off the ground, and magnetic mecharmor attaches to me. I summon a small iron shield, and the other armor forms over it.
      One of the demons teleports into my energy shield behind me. I grab him, and throw him forward as I shrink the shield, and it burns him like acid. He screams, and teleports to the other side.
      The other demons just look at me.
      I grow in size as I grow six arms more arms. I summon the Moonblade, the Budgie Sword, the Witchblade. Four more empty hands. Shotgun. Machine gun. Two more arms. These arms have dragon tattoos on them my baby dragon pets, Skyfire and Hydro. The dragons come to life, and rest on my shoulders. Jo, my astral pet, my war beast growls off my forearm and rests on my hand. In the other hand, I summon the Flaming Sword of the archangel, Michael. The winged angel helm appears on my head, and burns into my scalp.
      “You cannot wield the power of angels, brother!” the demons shout.
      The helm burns into my flesh, but I ignore the pain. Suddenly, I can see... I see with the eyes of angels. I have finally discovered the purpose of this helmet! to summon the sword of Michael, to see with Angel Sight. I see the demons now, glowing orange. I see demons crawling all over the inside of the pyramid. Thousands of them. Thousands pretending to be three. Me against an invisible demon army. I like these odds. I crack the morning star like a whip, and cold blue electric fire shoots out of the iron ball. I throw the giant Budgie Sword, and the parakeets which make up the sword become a flock of thousands, which of course the demons laugh at, until each parakeet becomes a tiny blue blade, spinning faster and faster, bouncing off the inside walls of the pyramids, slicing through their bodies. I throw the Moonblade, and it goes out and comes back to me like a boomerang. Moonlight slices through them like butter. I lay down fire with my machine gun. The bullets split into ten pieces right before they hit. Fuck yeah. Then, I realize the bullets are covered with infectious nanomachines. Even fuckier yeah! The demons rush at me, but I blow them away with my shotty, which is somehow cybernetic steampunk cyborg beast. My dragons fly off my shoulders, and float through the air, in lazy figure 8's, burning and shooting ice bullets through the demons. They leap up on the the dragons, but slip off like water off a duck’s back.
      Jo leaps into the fray, and bites demons on their throats, and whips them into the air like a terrier killing rats. Now there are four swarms of demons around each of us. I call my allies to me. I hit the Atom button on my belt, and the four of us shrink to microscopic size. I ride on Jo’s back, and one dragon lands on each arm. I merge with all three, so now I am an eight legged lion man dogdemon centaur beast with two dragon arms, one blue, one gold. My bat wings grow out of my back. I can hear the demons say, “Where did he go?” My energy, then witchblade, then mecha armor forms over me.
      I go back to regular size.
      “Shit! You are cheating!” they complain.
      I shoot my dragons at them. The dragons fly out and spin, shooting ice bullets and fire everywhere. I ride into the fray, and rip the demons bodies’ apart. Selene appears, and opens a myriad of portals. I multiply myself. One Nomad for each demon. I rip them all apart, and summon the Mjolnir. I smash them to bits with the Hammer of Thor, and pull the portals closer to the bits. There is a woman flying around with a vaccuum cleaner, sucking the rest up. Then I realize it is Stephanie, the Biodome AI, looking out for me. All the demons are gone.
      I sit down on the floor of the Battle Pyramid in exhaustion, then teleport back to the Temple. Sarnox comes out with pomegranate juice wine. I take a deep draught, then toss the goblet away. “Mahalo, brother.”
      Skyfire and Rainstorm/Hydro appear in front of me. They smile, and I make it rain on them. They fly to the horizon of the jungle canopy. Jo appears next to me, and I pet him as he purrs like tiny rumbling earthquake.
      “Uh, Sarnox?”
      “Yes, m’lord?”
      “Dude, don’t call me that.”
      “Isn’t it annoying?”
      “Yes.”
      “My apologies, Your Grace.”
      “Dude!”
      “What?”
      “What am I supposed to do next?”
      “Well, you were going to give nightmares-”
      “Oh right... boring...” I open a couple portals and toss some scary silvery bugs down the wormholes. “Ok, next?”
      “The beacon.”
      “The beacon is lit.”
      “No it’s not. You turned it off.”
      “Why did I do that?”
      “You said it wasn’t fair.”
      “I don’t care what I said! Turn it back on.”
      “You turn it on! You’re the god here.”
      “I am the god of Nothing!”
      “And we are in the Temple of Nothing, asshole!”
      “FINE!”
      I teleport to the top of the pyramid, and it opens up. I slam a golden staff into a contraption, and a beautiful gold and green light beams down to Urth.
      Sarnox teleports next to me.
      “Is this fair?” he says.
      “Well, dog, these kids are supposed to meet at this other pyramid on Earth, but they are probably going to end up here.”
      “Why?”
      “The Cool Factor.”
      “Explain.”
      “Well, the Temple of Nothing is pretty badass. When that Atras dude said for them to meet at a ziggurat, he may have had no idea that we fucking live here, dude! HAHAHAHA!”
      “So, he accidentally suggested for these people to-”
      I see dreamers flying up the beam of light. They land on the landing pad near us. There are eight of them. Five of which instantly disappear. They were vague anyway. I could tell they were losing the dream. Oh well.
      “See what you did!” Sarnox accuses. “They got confused because of your stupid beacon, and they came here instead, and woke up because they don’t know how to bilocate yet. DUDE.”
      “No, they are just learning. Just stop! There are three right here. Let’s talk to them. Hey guys, look at your hands. Stabilize the dream.”
      They all begin talking at once. By their language I can tell one is an American, one is French Canadian, and one is Eastern European. I turn on my Babelfish.
      The European guy disappears as he wakes up. The French Canadian dude says, “Ah, you are Nomad? You are the cat!” he laughs. “Cat and dog!” he says, pointing at Sarnox. The American guy says, “Hey, hey, it’s me, Atras. I made it! Is this the pyramid thing! Yes! Where are we? Who are you? Nomad? Is this aliens? Are we aliens? Holy shit! Are we on the Moon? Holy shit!”
      “Calm down, breathe. I turn them around, and show them the Land of Nod.
      The Canadian guy screams, “OH MARY OH JESUS!” in French and wakes up.
      I notice Atras dream body quavers for a second at this.
      “He’s okay, just be calm, and breathe.”
      “Okay, sir.”
      “Please don’t call me that.”
      Atras laughs. “This dream, is amazing.”
      “This is your dream," I tell Atras.
      “Wait, isn’t this your dream?”
      “This is just... dream.”
      “We are pure energy.”
      “Yes,” I say.
      “We don’t need air to breathe.”
      “No.”
      “We are invincible, aren’t we?” Atras says.
      “Yes.”
      He flies into the air, transforming into an angel consumed in orange flame.
      “I AM INVINCIBLE!” he shouts exultantly, and light beams of a thousand colors shoot out from his center. He laughs exuberantly, and disappears.
      “DUDE THAT WAS FUCKING COOL!” I shout, and turn to Sarnox as we HI-5.
    12. Fragment and Melting Buildings

      by , 04-03-2011 at 06:03 AM (Trial and Error)
      It started of as the first day of my digital cinematography class with M.S. (which I had already irl). Everyone accepted everything as normal but I realize after waking up that the classroom looked like a chamber of some sort of space ship. It had curved, metal, sleek walls and was deep in the building.

      M.S. Asks us if we had projects to present, and everyone said yes. Although it was apparent to me that no one even knew about it, but people started presenting anyway. After the first person or two she turned to me and asked what I had to show and I told her I had a guest speaker that had not arrived yet. She seemed excited and said that that was great.

      I (apparently) could transform into John Smith, the main character from "The Dead Zone". And I figured that I could come in as him and speak, only I had to do it before anyone noticed I was gone. I was trying to find a place to transform. It took me awhile but I did, and I was on my way back when the dream changed.


      The next dream started with me on the 4th floor of one of the buildings of my college (irl) waiting for an event I was running to start, but there were administrators in there so I had to wait until they were done before I could get anything going.

      Behind them was a giant rocking horse that was rocking by itself. It was rocking at different speeds and different intensities. Slowly it began to sink into the floor. I seemed to be the only one that noticed it so I told people to look behind them, that the rocking horse was sinking. They turned to me and explained how the rocking horse rocked at different speeds and there was nothing to worry about. It was not my horse so I did not persist trying to tell them for long, if they did not care if it sank in the floor, that was none of my business. I watched it as it slowly became lower and lower, still rocking as it sank into the carpet until it was gone.

      Everything was fine for a few moments, then the entire building began to fluctuate, ripple and begin to flop apart like baking dough. I yelled to everyone that the building was coming apart and they all began to run for the elevator. I yelled to them to stop, that this was an emergency and we had to take the stairs. Everyone quickly changed course and we began to run down the stairs as the walls seemed to be melting, and the stairs were missing sections.

      Everyone got out of the building, and we all stood back to watch it basically deflate into a mushy mass. We thought everything was fine until we saw the buildings next to it begin to ripple and fluctuate as well. I soon realized that it was a chain reaction and soon the whole city would melt into blobby puddles.

      A team was there quick with scaffolding to try and hold one of the buildings up, but the scaffolding began becoming floppy as well and some began to fall off. Others grabbed pieces of the building causing it to break off and gently fold to the ground to safety. At that point I realized I should warn the other building in my school that they were going to collapse soon.

      I run over to the building and start yelling to everyone, they rush to the windows to hear what I have to say. Before I can warn them, someone on the ground grabs a megaphone and says "Nothing is happening, stay in class, thank you." I suddenly have a megaphone also and yell to them "The building you are in is going to melt! You have to leave now!" People seemed to hear, but did not think they could leave class still. I yelled "I know all of you have always wanted this kind of excuse to leave class! Are you going to pass this up?!" And with that everyone began evacuating.

      I go into a false awakening of my roommate S telling me that I was screaming in my sleep.

      I then "go back to sleep" to have pieces of the same melting building again, so strange

      Updated 04-03-2011 at 06:12 AM by 41531 (to catogorize)

      Categories
      non-lucid , false awakening , dream fragment
    13. Group Project on Group Projects

      by , 03-13-2011 at 04:28 PM (Nocturn Core (Abridged))
      I had a dream in which I was part of a group project about completing group projects. Alex and a girl from Japan whose house was destroyed in the recent tsunami were my teammates. Alex and I had most of it planned out. I recall a strange period of time during brainstorming in which I couldn’t remember who I was. A strange jumble of identities flowed through my brain, and with every passing second, I was convinced I was someone else. When we managed to decide what we wanted to do for the project, all of this stabilized, and I remembered my true identity. We were going to have the Japanese girl stand up with a poster that said: “I just can’t wait to start part (a)!” We interpreted it more as a project on procrastination than anything else. It was fortunate that we finished our project in time; our instructor announced that we would be continuing the discussion of DSM criteria for dissociative disorders.
    14. Projects, Toilets, and a Cockroach

      by , 01-12-2011 at 05:40 PM (From the Drowsy Mind of a Mouse)
      "How little it takes to make life unbearable: a pebble in the shoe, a cockroach in the spaghetti, a woman's laugh"
      Henry Louis Mencken

      I have an important project that I will be presenting at my school, and it's not done yet, even though it's due relatively soon. It's a Powerpoint presentation. I think that this is enough background information.
      I was in the south-east wing of my school, almost ready to do my project, when I noticed that I didn't even finish it. I'm so silly sometimes.
      I went to the east wing to go to the computer room and finish the project. Time skip and I finish.
      I didn't notice the skip. I need to take not of when this happens in real life. Wait... I headed back to the south-east wing, almost went into the classroom to present, when I walked away because I had to urinate.
      I was walking back towards the east wing when that loathsome female gym teacher stopped me and asked for my pass. So I took my universal hall pass out of my wallet
      (the good kids like me get those sort of things) and showed it to her. She asked if I had a normal one, and I said no. So she just met me on my way. Whatever.
      I went to the bathroom and was appalled to see how filthy it was! Just kidding, it's like that in real life. Fine, it was a little bit more dirty in my dream, but whatever. All the urinals were taken, but thankfully there was an open stall. I dropped my messenger bag
      (IRL, my messenger bag was broken and I had been using a backpack. I should have noticed this) and peed, but kept seeing a cockroach out of the corner of my eye. When I finished, I found the roach under my bag, so I kicked it away. I began frantically trying to stomp it to death, but it kept slipping from under my shoe.
      Eventually I went into my fear-of-bugs panic mode, so I put my hood over my head and packed up my bag.
      Then I awoke.


      JESUS CHRIST WHY WON'T YOU DIEEEEE????
    15. School fragment

      by , 07-13-2010 at 12:12 PM
      Another dream about school and projects in it.

      The only thing I remember is that I played some game while at the same time doing some report on the project that we were supposed to start soon. I completed the game and a teacher came and fetched us. As we followed him he complained that no one had made their reports except me.

      Don't remember anything else clear enough. :/
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