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I was new to town. My friends and I just moved came in on a bus and found our new apartment. Then I'm at a school where I presumably work. Then I'm talking to a Korean guy who wants me to drive him somwwhere the next day at 5:30am and make sure he survives, is okay (bodyguard type work). Because his girlfriend's mom will be doing an experiment on him and his girlfriend and maybe others. Something to do with increasing their memory. After he walks away I turn to someone who knows me and he says "Oh are you done mumbling to yourself now?" So I ask if he can see the guy as he walks away and he says there's no one there. So I believe him that I was hallucinating and tell him what I was 'talking' about.


Another dream I was god-like with telekinetic powers and I could make people say whatever I wanted.

Soo I don't really remember this one all that much, but I wrote it down when I first had it a couple of days ago. Here goes:

I was walking down the hallway in my high school (just graduated btw), going between second hour and first hour. For some reason I couldn't remember if it was an A or B day, what class I just had, or where I was going. I got to my locker and remembered that I was going to ApCalc next. I tried to open my locker using 6-12-24, but it didn't work. Then I tried 30-18-40, then 6-37-24, but nothing was working. The bell rang and I managed to sprint to class without being late, but I didn't have any of my stuff. Also, the class was in the front hallway where the library should be instead of where it really is. The teacher told me to sit down so I did, in a desk in the far back middle to the right of a white brick column. The classroom was really weird, the walls were all white and everyone was wearing white, but the desks were tan and so was the tile floor. The whole front wall was a whiteboard and the whole back wall was made of windows, it was like some sort of vista resort or something. Oh, and the desks were really far apart. I guess we started presenting our 'projects', but I don't even know what they were supposed to be or how they had anything to do with calculus. Each student would come up and show a little model they made. They were white and looked like the kids had slapped together random items around their house then covered them with paper mache and plaster. Each one looked different, some were towers, others human figures or geometric shapes, and some were just piles of crap. My turn came to present and I told the teacher I couldn't go because my project was in my locker, which wouldn't open. He got angry for some reason and told me I should have said something when I got into the classroom.

The middle bell rang and people passed through the halls going to split lunch like usual. A chubby female teacher came out of a sliding closet to my right. With her was a little Indian kid (like actually from India, not Native American), about 8 years old and wearing a white collared shirt with a red boy scout scarf and blue shorts. It was like some weird school uniform. My math teacher said, "Mrs. ___ (don't remember her name) is going to escort this kid through the halls, so if anyone needs to go to their lockers go now." I guess I wasn't the only one who was having locker problems, since a lot of kids came and gathered around the teacher. Also I don't know why we needed to be escorted, since normally the teacher just would have let us go without passes or anything. Before our group left the classroom, the teacher said, "For all you guys who complain about getting here too early, this kid gets here before the hamburgers," and pointed at the little kid. I don't know what he meant but I guess that's really early, and a lot of us gasped. We started walking down the front hallway towards the lunchroom and I broke off to go down the side hallway where my locker was. I did my combination, which was 32-18-24, and it worked. (I don't remember what my real combo is(was) anymore.) I got my materials and went back to class but the door was locked, and inside I could hear they were watching a movie. A group of us gathered outside the door and waited for it to be unlocked but it never was. A bell rang, which meant we could go home (completely scratching lunch and fourth hour out of my day I guess).

I walked outside the main doors without going back to my locker for my stuff, and went towards the student lot. On the side of the driveway leading to the student lot there was a short white bus, like one of those transit handicapped buses, except it didn't have any logos on it or anything, and there weren't any panes in the windows. I now was the little Indian kid, and I went on the bus, except there were a ton of other kids on the bus who were exact copies of me. (I was watching myself get on btw, from outside the bus, like a third person view.) There were so many kids on the bus that we filled it up to the roof, so there wasn't any space in it at all. The bus driver told them all (I say them because at this point I'm not one of the kids anymore) to duck down so they wouldn't be seen, and they managed to squish themselves so only their eyes and the tops of their heads popped up from below the windows. I think the bus driver didn't want to be seen having too many kids on a bus. By this time the bus was driving down an empty freeway through a pine forest. I became me again, driving a blue subaru. I passed the bus and looked at all the kids in the windows, and though, 'well, that's weird.'

I got to my apartment building and went inside. (My apartment building has three sets of doors: a locked outside one, an unlocked middle one between the outside and the entrance where the mailboxes are, and the locked door to my apartment.) Everything was normal, but when I opened the door to my actual apartment room, everything was empty. I was on the second floor now too. The whole back wall to every room was made of windows (like the school), and the livingroom had a sliding glass door where you could go out onto a balcony. There was a guy standing in the livingroom, and apparently he was my friend. I was now a guy too, and we were both wearing futuristic silverish armor. There was another guy in my bedroom wearing the same armor, except it was black, and he wanted to kill us. The scene turned into an 8-bit 'side scroller' video game type of thing. My friend and I had short purple health bars in the top left corner and the 'boss' had a big red one along the bottom. We used old style Mortal Kombat attacks to hurt him, but then our health got too low so I had to go into the menu. It was back to normal 2011 type graphics, and had a pink background with items you could select from a list. I highlighted 'max heath', which I had 77 of. The item that gave you 'max health' was a pack of two hot dogs. No buns or anything, just the dogs. I clicked two of the items so I had four hot dogs total, two for each of us, and heard a noise that meant we were all better.

The menu scene went away, and so did the side scroller view. I was now myself and watching things in a first person point of view. Everyone was taking a break or something, my friend was standing in the living room. We started talking, and he said, "I hope he doesn't do an orange lazer I can never avoid those." I said, "Yeah, same here, except I can't avoid the blue cannons." Suddenly I heard the evil guy giggling from my bedroom, which was his base of operations. I walked over to see what he was doing, which was typing furiously on a computer. He said to me, "You just told me your weaknesses! I'm aiming all lazers at him and all cannons at you!" I said, "Oh, shit," and ran into the living room to tell my friend to hide. The cannon/lazer beams popped out of the walls and starting hissing and steaming while glowing their respective colors as they charged up. I tried to hide by ducking down in my kitchen but the things in the walls were like locked on, and they followed me around everywhere, and I knew they could cut through walls. I ran outside (through all three doors) and just as I closed the last door the cannons fired. Luckily at the right moment I did a handstand on the doorknob and avoided it. (**I remember going lucid for a second here, thinking, "this is bullshit, this guy's cheating, screw this," etc, so I slowed down the 'blue cannon' which was like a really big blue lazer and made myself flip up and do the doorknob handstand. But then I lost it and went right back to dreaming normally.) I went back to standing and looked at the door wondering A) why the cannon didn't leave a hole and B) how the hell was I going to get inside without my keys? But I guess the cannon had 'weakened' the door, so I kicked it in, ran through the unlocked second door, and through my door which I had bolted out of without locking (cause really, who has time to lock their door when they're gonna be blasted with a giant blue lazer?) My friend was lying on my livingroom floor, dead. I could see part of the evil guy's body on my bedroom floor from where I was standing, he was dead too. As I ran over to check out my friend my phone rang and I woke up. (thanks, Laura! XP)

May 9, 2011
Lucid Dream 229: Pleasure Dealer
Series: Sexcapades, Episode 8
DILD



It was spring break. Me and a bunch of my friends were in some random city. The celebration going on in the streets and bars reminded me of Mardi Gras. It was even more over the top though. There were people having sex in the streets and in the bars, drugs were absolutely everywhere and there were no police to be found. It was crazy. I was with my friends Chris R, Cliff, Diddy, and Mike. I was smoking a blunt with two attractive females and things got interesting. I began making out with them both and one of them stopped and said, "I can't, I have a boyfriend," or something along those lines. She left and the other asked me if we could find a room somewhere. I told her that I was not paying for a room and I would just bang her right here in the bar. I bent her over the bar as I finished smoking the blunt. There was another female beside us who just sat there and watched. I thought it was a bit strange, but I kept f***ing anyway. Finally, this female walked over to us and whispered in my ear, "I'd like to give that a try." It turns out she was a porn star. The first girl left and I started railing the porn star. After a bit, she pulled away from me and started getting dressed. She told me that she didn't approve and she was done. She walked away and I put my pants back on.

I walked back outside and saw Chris R standing across the street. He told me to follow him and we entered a large building. It was some sort of club and Chris told me he owned it. I thought, "What? Chris doesn't own a club. What is going on here?" I started to suspect that I may be dreaming. Chris then looks at me and says, "Since this is a dream, I own the motha f***er!" I performed a quick nose pinch RC to confirm.

Chris was now sitting on the nearby couch with about five females on each side of him. He told me to take my pick. I told three of them to follow me. We walked up the nearby stairs and into a different section of the club. I put my hand on top of one of the girls' head. On cue, she crouched down and unzipped my pants. I messed around with these three for a while and returned to the top of the stairs. I yelled down at Chris, "Send a couple more up!" I then imagined a specific person and tried expecting her to be one of the two. It didn't work. Two other females came up and I sent them to "play" with the other girls. I the told Chris to specifically send up the girl I was wanting. I saw AB walking up the stairs and she looked gorgeous. I took her into the room where the other five girls were all playing naked twister. I began kissing AB and laid her on a bed in the corner of the room. I began f***ing her and after a bit, Diddy and Mike came into the room. Diddy said, "Quit wasting lucidity in here and lets go do some cool shit!" I agreed and left the room.

We were now outside and standing in the street. There was a river running beside the street as well. The scene had completely changed and we were in a more rural setting. I noticed there was a row of gigantic billiards (pool) tables. There was also a lattice fence running along the sides of the pool tables. Decorative plants were hanging from the lattice. We jumped up on the pool table and began running along the row of them. There must have been 1,000 tables lined up end to end. We finally came to the end of the row and jumped down off the tables. We were now in a fancy art shop. There were vases, expensive looking paintings, etc. I told Diddy that we should do some Assassin's Creed stuff. I began running up the wall and grabbing ledges that were conveniently placed around the shop. I ran up one wall and grabbed a glass shelf. The shelf came loose and I dropped back down to the ground with the shelf in my hand. The vases that were sitting on the shelf were still suspended in the air as if the shelf was still there. It was an interesting site. I slammed the glass shelf and shattered it on the ground. The vases then fell and shattered as well. I then had a false awakening.

I awoke and looked around me. I saw a river running to my left and realized I was sleeping on a pool table. Somehow, I didn't instantly catch that I was still dreaming. Mike and Diddy were standing there as well. I noticed that I was holding a toy boat in my hand. I looked at it for a moment and then looked around me again. I saw an actual boat going down the river and it looked exactly like my toy boat. It instantly kicked in and I realized I was still dreaming.

I flew out to the boat and landed in the water. I began jumping out of the water like a dolphin and followed the boat. After a bit, I flew up onto the boat and entered the door into the boat's interior. I was in a large room that absolutely could not have actually been inside this small boat. I notice my friend Hammer and Christoff were in the room. I told them both we were dreaming, but they didn't believe me. I then began performing super jumps in the room and said, "I couldn't do this if we were dreaming." They agreed and I noticed someone else had entered the room. It was a guy wearing only a shirt and nothing else. He was making strange noises and I noticed his ass was made of human hands. Or rather, it looked as if someone had fused hands into his ass. They were underneath a thin layer of skin and were moving around in a strange manner. It was an odd site and the guy started telling jokes. I can't remember what the jokes were, but they were extremely funny. I awoke while listening to the jokes and wondering what they hell happened to his ass.

Series Details
Class is thrown out the window in the dream series, "Sexcapades." Not unlike your favorite porn video, I unleash my inner "Ron Jeremy" and give those DCs what they are looking for ! Stay tuned for more entries to the series!



May 9, 2011
Lucid Dream 230: School House Rampage
Series: Friends, Episode 12
DILD



I was in high school with my friend Mike B, Cliff, and my brother. We were skipping class and were hanging out in a large storage closet. They were playing against each other on Nintendo DS'. I was looking through old lost and found boxes to see if I could find anything cool. I found a box full of old NES and SNES games. I was excited and started going through the games to see if there was anything rare in there. I ended up finding some awesome games when a teacher busted into the storage room and started yelling at us. The teacher was actually Oprah Winfrey. She stopped fussing and said, "What is it that you guys are playing anyway?" The informed her that they were playing Mario Kart and I could tell she was interested. I talked her into skipping class as well and playing some Mario Kart with us. She finally stayed and pulled out her own DS and began playing. I went back to searching for old video games in the lost and found boxes. I noticed that the SNES games I had picked out kept changing. I was sad for a moment when I realized that I was dreaming and these games were not actually going to go into my collection. I then performed a nose pinch to confirm.

I turned to Mike, Cliff, my brother, Oprah, and a random male DC who was now there. I said, "We are lucid. Cut that shit off and lets go do something." I shoulder rammed the store room door and busted it open. Everyone went their separate ways except for the random DC guy. He told me he didn't know what lucidity was and he was just going to follow me. I told him a few quick things about lucid dreams and started showing him some cool stuff. I phased through the corner of the wall and came out the other side. He tried, but got stuck and I had to pull him out. I told him to take a running start, but he slammed into the wall and fell backwards again. I then said we would try something easier, like a door. We both took off running and dove headfirst into a classroom door. We slammed up against it and crumpled at its mercy. The door flew open, but we definitely didn't quietly pass through it like we had hoped. The classroom was full and all the students were staring at us.

The teacher at the front of the class didn't even seem to notice us. I jumped up on one of the students' desk and began jumping from desk to desk without touching the floor. I was sort of making a game of it. Once I started this line of thought, students began pushing me and throwing objects in my path. I dodged most objects and managed to stay on top of the desks with a few close calls. I noticed the students were in the middle of taking a test, but instead of paper, they were all writing on CDs with sharpies. I noticed an attractive girl in one of the desks. Somehow I knew her name was Zilo. I walked up to her, kissed her and told the entire class to "watch this." I then took off running and dove headfirst through the window of the classroom. I passed through the window like a ghost and the random DC guy followed my lead. We were now in a different room.

There was a mirror in this room and I told the DC you could pass through these as well. I placed my hand on the mirror and started to push. My hand sunk into the mirror and I stepped through it with the rest of my body. The DC followed and we had arrived in a different room with more mirrors. These were high off the ground, so I floated up to one and passed through it like it was vapor. A teacher had followed us through this mirror and was searching for the DC who was with me. She was looking to get him in trouble, so we ran. We met up with Cliff and ran to the front of the school.

We were exiting the front of the building and I thought we had managed to escape. The DC with us jogged out in the front lawn and was immediately surrounded by policeman. He was then gunned down from about 20 different angles. The front was now full of people and policeman. There were benches and picnic shelters set up around the area. I shouted, "You all have f***ed up now! I shall kill all who fired a shot." I grabbed a butter knife that was laying on one of the tables and began running around the lawn slitting throats. Some of them didn't cut well and I had to sort of saw their throats. After I had sliced a bunch of DCs, I turned around and looked at what I had done.

Most of them were not dead yet and were struggling for air. There were family members panicking and trying to help out the victims. I heard random words of comfort like, "It will be ok," "Just hold on, I'll get an ambulance," "I will always love you," etc. Cliff walked up to me and gave me a speech. It was something about doing terrible things and there was no way out of it now. He suggested that we both jump off the Cliff together and end all of the pain now. I knew jumping off would end the dream, so I was hesitant. I took another look around and the scene was absolutely tragic. It was full of suffering and I genuinely felt bad for what I had done. I agreed and me and Cliff walked to the edge of a cliff (lol). We both jumped off this massive cliff side and I felt free as I fell to the depths below. It was a nice feeling. We slammed hard into the ground, knowing it was going to wake me up, so I prepared to DEILD.

Series Details
In the dream series, "Friends," I join the DC counterparts of my waking life friends and tackle the dream world. You never know what we will be up to next, but I guarantee it will be one hell of a time. Stay tuned for more entries to the series!



May 9, 2011
Lucid Dream 231: Canine Talents
Series: Land of Dreams, Episode 13
DEILD



I felt myself wake up and transitioned smoothly back into the dream state. I was in my room, so I got up and voe head first out of my window. I started performing super long jumps across the landscape. After several of these, I took flight. I flew around for and decided to examine a house below. I landed in the hard and walked up to the window of the house. It was dark inside, so I pecked on the window to see what would happen. I heard a growl to me left and quickly looked over. There was a dog snarling its teeth at me. A bit amused, I decided to run and let it chase me. I took off running and the dog followed. I could hear it barking viciously as it chased me through the neighborhood.

I was just about to get bored with it when the dog split into three separate dogs. I began performing parkour-like tricks avoiding the three beasts. After a bit, I turned and put my hand up in the "stop" position. All three dogs stopped running and sat down in front of me. They now looked friendly, so I whistled and held out my hand. I began petting the dogs as I sat down in a nearby lounge chair. I watched as one of the dogs began molding the other one into something. It was reall strange watching a dog walk around on two legs and mold another dog into a gun. I picked up the gun and noticed it was musket pistol. It only had a single shot, so I fired it at the third dog. It was a clean hit and the dog yelped and toppled over. On cue, the original dog walked over and began molding this dog as well. He molded it into a pair of binoculars. I picked them up and looked through them. The viewing range on this set of binoculars was amazing. I looked out at a mountain in the distance and could see animals frolicking in the woods. I observed the environment through these binoculars for a bit, but unfortunately woke up during the process.

Series Details
In the dream series, "The Land of Dreams," I explore the depths of my subconscious. With no real goals in mind, I explore the creative lands and characters that come before me. Who will I meet? Where will I go? What will I do? These are the dreams that fit into no particular category. Stay tuned for more entries to the series!

I had a pretty amazing dream last night.
There were 5 types of people in my dream. Our world consisted of people with special powers. One was the flying type. They didn't have wings, but they could have them if they wanted them. The second one. I was this one. Once you showed your power and focused on it, shining beads would pop out of your skin (almost like a disco ball, but far about) and you would act as a human bomb, but you would not be destroyed yourself. I remember there also being the other 2, but I can't remember them now. The last one was just regular people.

I seem to have forgotten the storyline/plot of the whole dream, but I remember looking for someone in a little cottage in a field. Then I remember being at my school at the Powers convention. (Where the people with their powers would engage in battle, etc.)

I was at a school, i had to squeeze past loads of kids that filled the hallway, i was heading towards the hall. I got there and saw loads of blood on the floor and there was someone on a bloody bed, i thought they must have had an accident or something, there was blood everywhere.I didn't go in, instead i went into another room to my right. I looked and saw 2 hospital beds and remembered i had to have an operation and that one of the beds were mine. I stood next to my bed and looked over to the other one, it had a ladies nightie on it and it was folded really neatly and mine just looked a mess, the other lady also had a nice dressing gown hanging abover her bed, i was worried because my stuff looked scruffy compared to hers. I then found myself in the area i used to live in, i was standing by the pub on the corner, i remember some lads coming past me on bikes, i was waiting for the bus. The bus came and i got on, it kept taking me the wrong way so i decided i had had enough of it and got off.

I am in the town where I grew up (bramcote, nottingham) I remember rounding a corner that was on my school route and seeing my old school, people were flocking to it, soooo many people, it was mental. I watched a car drive up and struggle through the masses, i think to myself "how does someone drive through THAT!?"

I look down and realise i am in my car, i instantly wish i wasn't. i didnt want to try and drive through all those people.

All of a sudden i am on school grounds i enter through two red double doors and walk through another set of doors to the foyer. Im looking around as i walk, i can see the hall and i can see people sitting in reception, they are talking about me. i make my way over to the college students common room, nobody is there. i walk to the art block and there is a class filing in as i arrive, i wander if it is mine?
I find the teacher and to my surprise she is smokin' hot, Bright red, long hair, glasses, pale skin... Petite body. I look her up and down and smile, and start asking her who is in her class. I realise that this is not my class and make an excuse to get away, she follows me outside smiling and asks me to do a favour for her, to get get something. I tell her "if i have a free period, and it turns out i have no lesson i definitely will" She smile and winks at me, I think to myself "omg!", smile and walk away.

I decide to head over to the other side of school. i walk past the science block and over to the tennis courts, im walking really slowly... i dont think i care how late i am. I bump into somebody that i do not know, he tells me im in his class and we are late for english, we'd better hurry. I tell him to "chill out". At this point i suddenly remembered a game that would be played at our school. Where an entire year (grade, or whatever) picked one person and chased them, when they caught up. they usually just piled on them (it was horrible and mean, i always hated it.) just as i was thinking about the game, a fight broke out up on the hill, just pasts the tennis courts im in now. I could see it clearly. One of the girls broke off from the group and within seconds was being chased by a huge crowd of people. I giggle and follow this guy to our class.

To get there we must walk up soooo many stairs, it was just like my school. although, our english class was taking place on the maths floor, which i thought was strange at the time.

As we entered the classroom the teacher was distracted, we slip into the room undetected and find seats. I see a really nice looking girl who smiles at me, shes really pretty but nobody seems to notice her. I smile back, she blushes.
The teacher introduces himself (this wasnt my old english teacher, somebody else, a man, around 45ish)
I zone out and do no work for the entire lesson and all of a sudden its over, hes coming round to check everyones work. I panick. He comes to me and i flinch as he picks up my workbook. "You've done nothing all lesson!!!" he shouts. I quickly reply "i know, but i was planning on doing this at home".
He lets me off and i look up and see the girl again, this time i smile first, i say goodbye. She just smiles at me.

i left school and it was suddenly night, i was at a house party and i was trying to score some weed. All that was available were harder drugs and i didnt want to take them.
I walk inside a house, the room is small, with a little railing, i notice that there are stairs going....down? this whole house it turns out, was a HUGE underground complex, though the floor was sometimes un-level like a funhouse or something, there were many sections to this house and the deepest one was the size of a shopping centre. It was crammed with people. i manage to score some weed, im really happy about that and just want to leave this weird place now.

I walk out of the door, its dark and raining... On the way out i see a girl, she introduces herself and is quite friendly at first. She begins preaching about god and christianity... I didnt like this. ( i believe a person believes what he or she believes and you shouldnt try to change their minds). After a while of me arguing against her random rants she seemed to be convinced that i was evil. We were walking on the pavement, i see the bricks of the houses we are walking past. ive finally had enough of this girl, and she seems to be getting more and more frightened of me. I decide to scare her a little so she will go away.
I say calmly and quietly so only she can hear, "Evil am i?..." i grin savagely and take a step towards her. She is startled by my sudden movement and backs out onto the road and looks terrified. at this point i cannot see myself but wander what i look like to make her look this scared. i think to myself that should be enough to make her leave me alone, but in the distance i see a huge SUV speeding up the road towards her. I take a step forward to try and pull her back to the pavement, back to safety. But she screams and jumps backwards. Right into the SUV's path... It hits her and there is blood everywhere. I didnt mean for this to happen and i was upset. I think to myself "OH SHIT!!!..." .... Then suddenly i don't care any more, i decide im taking too long. I want to get back to smoke my prize, and i need to meet someone.

- Suddenly its the next day, im at school again. This time i see an old school friend, lets call him S.F. i am so shocked to see him here that i instantly walk over and sit next to him. He is having an argument with another old school friend, B.F. (no relation) about some girl at that party i was at. I sit down and say hello.
I turn around and see the girl who always smiles at me, is sitting right behind me. She smiles, seductively at me this time, i smile back and wink but she blushes instantly. I smile again and turn around, not wanting to cause her embarrassment.

The lesson starts and we get into a debate (like we used to in my classes.) I notice that the teacher is getting really preachy again and it annoys me. I notice the similarity between him and the girl from after the party. The debate continues and i try to stay out of it (often my opinions are not the same as everyone elses in the class, which is true in the waking world, i tend to keep my opinions to myself)

The teacher starts pressing me about my beliefs and i tell him i do not want to discuss them, also that i shouldn't be forced to. The teacher angry and presses me further, i tell him "i dont believe in god!" - this is not entirely true, i believe in some higher entity but i dont think of it like the bible would describe - i see how angry he is at my statement, i smile and decide to take it further. "thats right, i dont believe in god and i think that religion is the main excuse when someone powerful decides that people are in his/her way and needs them dead! i admire religions like Buddhism and Hinduism as they are inherently peaceful.
Another kid in the class asks me "surely though, you dont think Christians are evil" i reply with "of course not, thats just the kind of generalisation i am dead against" i explain that im against the religion or its followers, i am against how the text can be perceived and used to slaughter thousands, just like in the crusades. Then i finish it off with "Besides, none of this matters, this is a dream anyway!" I look back at my teacher and give him a smug grin.
He screams with rage and lunges towards me. I have no clue what to do so i just LEG IT!
I smash through the classroom door, the teacher hot on my heals. I can hear him behind me. I shoulder-barge my way through the double doors that lead to the stairs. i think to myself " i need to get down the stairs quickly" i note that each flight of steps is quite high up. I reach the first step and leap, grabbing the railing for stability in the air. I land and turn, ready for the next set of steps. This time i decide to use the wall and run down that, so grabbing the railing again, i throw my legs from under me and use the wall to run down. I get down the stairs SO quickly, i can hear the teacher screaming in the distance. I get to the bottom of the stairs turn, and head for the red double doors i came through. i push my arms forward and the doors swing wide open, a bright white light blinds me and i wake up.

Even though in this dream i Said it was a dream, i wasn't actually lucid but was slightly aware the whole time.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was in a big room like a school gym. But there were bookshelves on some of the walls. The floors were covered with something like different-colored exercise mats. The exercise mats were maybe 1 meter long, 500cm wide, and 3cm thick. They seemed to fit with each other like floor tiles. I stood right inside this room, on the right wall, right near a door.

I walked out of the room. I was now in a smaller room. There were a good amount of people in the room, all engaged in a number of tasks with each other. The room was lit only by greyish natural light from windows somewhere.

I sat down in a school-type chair in front of two girls who also sat in school chairs. The girls looked very serious, as though they were giving me a job interview. But they were really cute and couldn't have been more than 13 years old.

As part of whatever interview-like process this was, I began showing the girls how I could sing a song. The song sounded like "Drops of Jupiter," by Train. But it was an older song than that one. I'm pretty sure it was a real song, but I don't remember the song. As I sang the song, I heard/felt it pretty vividly.

I sang lyrics that I'm pretty sure didn't match the actual lyrics of the song (if it was real and it wasn't just "Drops of Jupiter"). I pretty much had the lyrics memorized. But I wasn't sure I was getting them right.

So I pulled a newspaper page out. The page had the song lyrics printed on it. Some of the lyrics were printed in bold, possibly to highlight really important parts or really smart words in the song.

I think there was a point when I realized I didn't have the song fully memorized. But if I looked just a little bit at the paper, I could sing a long string of words. So I felt pretty sure I'd have the song memorized soon.

When I woke up, I actually remembered the tune and a couple small phrases. But they all melted away.

(Side notes: I actually spent part of yesterday evening walking through town and memorizing the song "Kurumi," by Mr. Children. I've listened to and sung along with the song enough times that I almost had it memorized, anyway. I actually thought I did have it memorized. So I was a little frustrated to see how many times I actually had to look at the lyrics.

Although, whenever I get frustrated, I also wonder why I'm my age and still getting frustrated over a rock song. Ugh... immature?)

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

Notes:
This week at school, I was using the school computers to make a powerpoint presentation for my Chemistry class. I finished a few of the slides on Monday and saved the file. Then I opened up the file on another computer and finished the rest of the presentation. When I went to present it yesterday for class, instead of giving me the finished version of the file, it gave me the version with only the first few slides. I didn't know how this happened and even now I don't know. This must have been the reason for the following dream.

A very short dream. I was my room, sitting on a plush, red, cube-shaped chair at my desk. The desk was fairly deep, black-stained wood, with metal handles for the two drawers on the left-hand side. My silver macbook pro was sitting on the center of the desk, and my printer was on the back left corner. Unlike in real life, there were no posters on the beige walls where the desk was positioned. There was no lamp, or photos... It was empty. There was nothing on the floor, either. The lighting in the room was a bit dim and moody.

I turned to the left, facing the door to my room. I expected the principal of my school to walk in at any moment. However, she was already in the room; she was sitting on a regular fold-out plastic and metal chair.

"Finally, you're here," I told her, completely ignoring how I'd been waiting for her to arrive despite the fact she was already in my bedroom. "I've been having problems with my files at school. You have to call the I.T. guys to come over here and see what the problem is."

That's all I remember.

Notes| Dream|Lucid

1st June

I don't remember much about the beginning of the dream. We were at school, Jacson and other people from school. It may have been raining?
We were then in the gym of the school, all seated watching a movie really loud. We heard hissing sound that was gradually getting louder and louder. It was a missile that had hit a few hundred meters from school. Jacson and I looked out a window (that isn't actually there in the etheric plane) and saw soldiers parachuting down onto the roads. At first, i thought they were going to kill all civilians but they were only ordered to invade with little resistance as possible.
Eventually, we had a few soldiers come investigate the gym (I really don't know why we had the movie playing so loud in the first place.) I remember accompanying a few people open the door. The soldiers said they weren't looking for trouble and were just checking out no 'resistance-gather' was being held in here.
I don't remember telling them what we were doing but one of them made fun of me. I think I attacked him.. then the scene changed.
I was at home, the invasion had already finished. I walked outside and saw new people unpacking, they were moving in. Dad came home from work and told me to call Mum, she was still in Sydney. I was to fill her in on what had happened and to warn her to be careful.
One of the new neighbours came over to greet ups, he was a really nice fellow, friendly. He even gave us gifts (isn't it supposed to be the other way around?).

This dream was incredibly vivid, and I seem to remember it in a more linear fashion than most dreams.
I was at school, after the day had finished for some kind of lesson. I don't recall what teacher we had, but I believe he was Mr Ryan, one of the most racist and sexist teachers at my school. We were in the metal/wood work block, waiting to find out what classroom we were going to be having the lesson in, and someone said to use Mr Gill's room.

We walked across to the social sciences block, and up the stairs to his room, where the door wasn't locked and we went inside. For some reason though, there was no power in the classroom, and we needed Mr Gill to come turn it on for us. I checked out the window, and Mr Gill was standing in the parking lot with his arms folded staring into the distance. Mr Ryan called out to him, and he came up to the classroom.

We turned on a video for our lesson on the projector, though the board was on the wrong side of the room compared to usual. Mr Ryan and Mr Gill were standing behind me, and they started having a conversation about a very rude student, due to how rude Cowan was being. I accidentally pressed a switch on a powerboard with my foot, and turned out two of the rows of lights. This confused me, as they're controlled by switches on the wall, but when I looked up I noticed they were plugged into an extension cable, and it made sense, since I'd just turned off that plug. When I looked up again, a different set of lights were on, in a staggered sort of patter. I didn't want to mess with the switch any more, since I might have been in trouble for fiddling with the lights if I did.

I tuned back into the conversation the teachers were having behind me about the student, and they were talking about how he had severe problems, and had killed himself. I don't remember the boy's name, but I'd thought I'd heard of him before, but I'm not sure I actually know him. Mr Ryan started talking about how it was good riddance, while Mr gill said it was tragic. Cowan butted in, saying how he knew how it happened - that he'd spun out his WRX and he was an idiot because he couldn't control it. I told him how he was being really disrespectful, but I had a bit of trouble wording the sentence. Mr Gill agreed with me, and Cowan said
"Whoa! Someone actually agreed with Alex on something." I was getting really sick of him being so rude. I pulled out my laptop, and loaded up a computer forum which is normally blocked at school. Tim was surprised that it was unblocked and he'd never known before.

When I woke up after this dream, I transitioned out into SP without moving. I gained too much awareness, though, and found my throat was extremely dry and I was sleeping on my arm, which was already really sore. I swallowed a few times, and figured I wouldn't be able to DEILD because there was too much noise and light, so I got up and wrote this into my DJ instead, but it's nice to see I could have DEILD'd!

First DJ entry! I've been ill, and so kinda delirious. Here's how last night went...

Black = Dream
Blue = Real Life
Other colours are there for effect

The dream started with me in school, in the middle of a maths lesson.
(I didn't realize until afterwards that my lesson was in a French classroom) I then remembered that it was half-term, and thought to myself "What the balls?". Then everything started to fade to black,
{Sudden realization of being in a dream}
so I looked at my hands and yelled 'Clarity NOW!'. All of the DCs in the room just stared at me, and I thought "Well screw being in here", and decided I was gonna fly. I fell out of the window, and I just sorta flew, Mario 64-style.
{Forgetting I'm dreaming}
Gravity decides to be a B!+[# and sends me plummeting to my doom.
Hit floor.
Wake up in bed.

I'm sick in the bathroom, and have diarrhea. I wash off and go back to sleep...

I'm at a roundabout that I walk through almost every day. I somehow instantly know I'm dreaming, and wonder what to do next. The world starts to fade, so I focus on my hand again. It doesn't work, and I wake up.

Back out of bed, into the bathroom. More sick, more poop.

I'm back at the roundabout, but this time my cousin is with me. I still half-know i'm dreaming. Theres a giant floating panel of TV about 20m away, with the Sky TV guide up. (Like the advert with King Arthur) So we watch it. It turns out to be pr0nz, so we walk off. I wake up.

I get up for my day normally. No sick!

Making Love

I was making love to a gorgeous woman, but she wanted to stop.
Then I was in a high-school setting. (In waking life I am in trucking school).
I wanted to get out of there so bad, so I left about three and a half hours
early. I was afraid at first, but later it seemed I wasn't going to get in any
trouble.

--

Delivering Nothing

I was delivering something in a ridiculous personal vehicle. It was like a go-cart or something.
I was driving on the highway and I was the only person on the road. I got off at an exit, looked
back, and noticed I left the trailer at home.

I was going to have to go back home to get the trailer, but instead I ended up in
line at a strange machine. I needed a ticket or something. I put in 2 quarters and
got a card with two rows of mirrors, one red card with information of some sort,
and two halves of a red card, but they weren't ripped. I didn't understand what I was
supposed to have or what help any of this stuff offered, and the tickets I got seemed
so random, I decided to pay another quarter to see what I would get. I never put in
the quarters though.

Instead, I dream-skipped into a room with some acquaintances from high-school. I told
them I had seen R.B.--someone we went to school with. One of the people asked, "Where
does he work now?" I told him I didn't know, or that I didn't ask. The guy rolled his eyes
at me as if to say, "You talked to him, but you can't answer the most basic question about
what he's doing?!"

I explained to him that R.B. and I never hung out in school. We weren't friends, but I had
talked to him, so if you want to "go" (fight), we can go right now. I walked up on him and
he was a foot taller than I was. I wasn't scared at all, but I said that since that would be immature,
than just understand that I didn't know where R.B. worked, so just leave it at that.

As an aside, there were two cute girls there. I got a good look at the blonde. She was nice to
look at.

I then walked over to a cubby hole and found some information I had lost. There were pads with
drawings on them and a bunch of other written journals and stuff. It was all very familiar, and I
was glad that I had found them. In waking life, I don't have the stuff. I guess it was a false memory.

I collected all the material into my arms and that dream ended.

My dream had to do with people from my school/class making a video (I guess like a montage) of our senior year. I remember being picked to star in one of the bigger scenes, but decided to give my role to someone else. Time lapse and I'm now in a classroom with the desks facing the center of the room, where a teacher is standing. I don't remember much, but I think we were going to collaborate on writing a song.

For the past few days I have almost completely forgotten my RCs and ADA. I am going to try to start it up again today, though.

Dream - Lucid

I remember being in a church, sitting at a pew. Some really creepy piano music started to play, and people started to chant this weird song. Bars came down from the pews in front of everyone and trapped us (kind of like the safety bars on roller coasters). I looked to my left, and 3 or 4 guys in suits were sitting next to one another chanting, looking extremely creepy. I was a little weirded out, so I somehow got of the bar that was trapping me and left.

~

I walked into the dorm I was supposed to be living in for the semester. My mom had it all set up; she had my bed all made and my clothes all put away. The dorm looked much nicer and spacier than the one I had freshman year. In fact, the floors were carpeted, and there were 2 TVs!

However, there were 3 other beds...I had 3 other roommates. o_o

I remember laying down on my bed. I figured out it was a water bed. My mom had made it up with some really nice bedspread. I remember it being a dark red color. I remember talking to my mom, and her saying I probably wouldn't be able to go to bed early, because she remembered hearing the other girls talk about some German person coming in that night. I then asked my mom if she had brought my underwear and pants. She said no, and I asked her to go get them, or maybe I said I'd get them myself, can't quite recall.

I then remember one of the roommates coming in. She had long-ish dark brown hair pulled back into pigtails. She definitely looked like a freshman, probably about 18 or 19. We said hello. I commented to her about the carpets and about how much nicer that dorm was than my old one. I remember her putting away her underwear in dresser drawers. It was mostly thongs. She started telling me about what she was going to wear the next day when her and her boyfriend bought weed.

I then remember I had somehow gotten my pants and underwear, and I was putting them away in the two dresser drawers below the two that the other girl had put her things away in.

I remember seeing a flyer about some girl named Irene who, if you payed her a dollar, you could have your cat in the dorms. I thought about bringing Belle, my cat, into the dorms. I thought about her sleeping on my bed with me. I don't think I decided to bring her for some reason.

I also remember thinking about how I kinda felt like a freshman again, new to and excited about the college world.

~

I was in high school band again. I remember sitting in a band room. My high school band teacher was there. I had my clarinet, and was reading the music on the page. The reed felt weird in my mouth. It was an old reed. I remember I was close to last chair. I thought I may have actually been last chair, but a couple of people sat down to my left. They had 3rd part music, and I had 2nd part. I thought hard about playing clarinet regularly again.

I remember thinking that maybe I should play bass clarinet instead, since I have one, I played it all through high school, and there were no bass clarinet players in this band. However, I stayed where I was and continued to play.

~

I remember trying to "Like" something on my old friend (who is no longer my friend in waking life for some reason :/) Jane's Facebook. It said that she didn't allow "Likes" on her Facebook.

I then remember seeing her playing something on the piano. I wanted to help her, because she was having trouble. I started trying to nicely help her. She accepted the help and was being very friendly towards me.

Then, I remember seeing a monitor on Kacey's computer. The background was a picture of her and I jumping in the air doing some weird karate poses. If you started the computer up, it was a video that stopped at the point that we jumped in the air, turning it into a picture or still-frame. Random.

Anyway, we all had to go to this pep rally thing that was outside. Everyone was standing up in a grassy area. People were performing some talent show. Jane was going to play the music that I had tried to help her with. I remember seeing either me or someone else with these crazy, giant porcupine-looking quills in their hair that was part of some cheer leading or dance squad called the Quillin' something or another, I can't remember. They were going to perform against another cheer leading or dance squad.

But back to Jane. She got up to the piano. It looked like a child's play piano, it was red and low to the ground. She put her music up and just stared at it for awhile. A man was standing behind her, and asked her if she knew the music well. She said she didn't, but she was going to play through it anyway. I was standing to her right. She would start play, would mess up, then start again. I felt very bad for her, I wanted to help her. This went on for awhile. It got to the point where I had to look the other direction.

I then remember something about being in two different groups. We were somewhere that we weren't supposed to be, in some shack or some other kind of building. People were looking for us. I remember some piece of seafoam green yarn that was split into to different pieces, but converged into one piece. I remember someone on the other end of it who was in the other group very far away talking using the yarn. You could hear her through the yarn. She was asking for help and sounded like she really needed it.

I remember at some point being back where we were supposed to be, and being surprised at how far away we actually were.

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

Dream 2
Compulsory Volunteering

I was in front of the entrance to my school's athletic center; this entrance consisted of two large double-doors painted a pale turquoise, against drywall that was painted a very light beige. Vending machines were on either side of the doors (not the case in real life). If you were to exit the athletic center and into the hallway (where I was standing), and turn right, you'd get to an open flight of solid stairs.

The lighting in the school was dimmer than normal. I could see people walking up and down the stairs, and past me too. I didn't recognize any of their faces, which I could've sworn were kind of blurry.

I did recognize one person, however - I saw my friend walk up to me and say, "what are you doing? Come on!"

"What do you mean?" I asked. I was very confused. But for some reason, then I suddenly knew what was going on. "Ugh... What time is it?"

"Eight".

She must have meant eight at night, because I felt somewhat tired and was thinking about how I just 'wanted to go home for the night'. Not to mention, the lights were dim and that only happens when the school is closing down for the night. I whined, "I don't want to stay and volunteer for the debate."