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The first thing I remember is walking through an abandoned school. I can tell it's a school from the slightly moldy, but still identifiable posters everywhere that have the alphabet and other grade school concepts on them. The building itself is in an odd state of disrepair, with some sections being totally ruined and overgrown with moss and roots that don't seem to go anywhere, and others being pristine and flawless. From the windows that line the hallway I'm walking through, I can see that it's raining outside, and lightning flashes intermittently. There is a smell of rotting meat that pervades the entire complex no matter where I go.

I'm dressed in my grandfather's flight jacket from WW2 with a white scarf wrapped around my neck. In my right hand there is a silver .357 magnum, and I can feel fistfuls of bullets in my jacket's pockets. A long knife hangs in its sheath on my left side, and I constantly find myself resting my left hand on it. Finally, there is a small bag slung over my shoulder, and I can hear some objects banging up against each other as I walk, but I don't check what's in the bag just yet.

I continue walking for some time, always checking over my shoulder every few minutes. However, out of nowhere, all the doors in the hallway open up and the undead begin to pour out of them in huge numbers. Their faces are rotting and green foam forms around the jagged teeth in their mouths, their clothes ragged, and their fingers all end in black, bird-like talons. They begin to shriek in one continuous cry as they begin to charge at me by climbing walls, crawling on the ground, and jumping from the ceiling to the floor. I quickly raise my gun and fire off a single shot into the horde in front of me. The gun is much more powerful than it might seem, as the mere act of firing the gun shatters all the glass around me, and the bullet's force rips through every monster in front of me at once. I then turn and dispatch the undead behind me in the same manner.

This proves to be a useless act, though, as more begin to charge down the hallway behind me, so I take off, running to a stairwell. After quickly climbing the stairs, I drop the bag I had down the stairwell and shoot the bag as soon as it hits the floor. The bag explodes and destroys the fragile staircase, and the rubble blocks the horde from chasing me any further.

This new floor is not much different from the first aesthetically, but now I begin to check each room. In the first six rooms, there is nothing but ruined classrooms, but in the seventh, I see the woman-in-red sitting at a desk. This time, her hair is tied up in a ponytail, and she's wearing a Catholic school girl's uniform with a red sweater-vest and white stockings. Her red eyes meet mine, and she smiles and gives a small wave, after which I close the door.

All of a sudden, I feel the hairs on the back of my head stand up and I impulsively duck and roll away. The place where I was standing is suddenly torn apart by the claws of what appears at first to be a wolf-man in ripped clothes. However, as the wolf-man turns to me, I can see that it's actually my best friend. While her face and body seem human, many periphery features such as her ears and the color of her eyes are a wolf's instead. In addition, her fingernails are sharp claws, she has pointed canine teeth, and a tail swishes back and forth behind her.

She lunges at me again, and I respond by shooting four shots at her. She is able to dodge these bullets, and knocks my gun aside. We then begin to strike at each other, her with her claws and I with my knife for some time until I'm able to knock her to the ground with a tackle. I then jump over her prone body, snatch up my gun and frantically begin to reload it as she gets up and begins to howl in fury. At the last instant, I finish loading the gun and point it at her just as she slashes at my throat. I can feel the sharpness of her claws on my neck as I pull the trigger, and muzzle flash and crack from the gun is the last thing I'm aware of before I wake up.

I was at my grandma's house and it was some school event. I was on my iPad and I found some secret way to get to Facebook even though I wasn't allowed but then I was gonna post something. But Kristen started walking towards me so I quickly turned it to home screen and she came up to me and I said, "I'm in Mail!" (An e-mail app.) Then I went upstairs and went on the computer but it was not where it was normally at. I wanted to get a peice of gum out of my pocket but I kept forgetting. I remembered again but I once again forgot. The I was going to the bathroom but there were 3 or 4 cats in there so I had to kick them away. Once they ran out there was a big yellow spot on the carpet so I'm like, "What the heck!"

I was watching my dog in my backyard, Brandy. She was barking at something behind the yard and then I turned and in the slider door, I saw a reflection of some boy video taping her.

I was on some bus that you would see like in Australia. Emily was there and she stuck her foot out. It was in a sexy blue sock and I was rubbing it. Then she started to rub my *lower area* and it felt soo good. (Could've gotten worse if I was lucid... haha )

Dream - Lucid - AP

I was driving around at night. I was supposed to go pick up my friend Tony from his house. A light came on my dash signaling my airbag was in danger of going off. The light was blue. I figured it was because I had been leaning on my steering wheel or something. It started to make a motion like it was going to go off, and I was afraid it would. I called Ryan to ask him what I needed to do. He told me
"There's a suit, well, part of a suit in your trunk that you can put on."
I didn't want to put a suit on to protect me from my airbag. That sounded absolutely ridiculous. So I didn't do it.

Then, I remember picking my brother up from some house in our neighborhood, and he drove. I told him we had to pick up Tony, and I directed him to his house.

~

I was on campus. I was dating some guy that's in one of my classes whom I really am not very fond of in waking life. I was driving, and I parked very close to one of the buildings (very unrealistic to park anywhere near a building on campus in waking life). He called me and asked me if that's where I parked. He then pulled up beside me. I got out of my car, and we gave each other a big hug.

Then, I remember some kind of contest, and I was voted off out of it. Then, all the people who were voted out came back and got to vote the people out who were still in the contest.

Then, I remember being at my house. I was in my parents' bedroom. I saw Kacey going into my room. She, apparently, had long conversations with Tabita before bed. I guess I was jealous, and told her
"I want to talk to you before you go to bed too."
She asked me if I knew when she did something, can't remember what, and said I could talk to her then. She went in my room and shut the door. I had no idea what she was talking about.

Then, I remember being in my mom's old van. I was a dog, though my vision was mixed between being black and white and color. I decided to shift completely to a dog, and my vision tunneled a little, and was completely black and white. I think I was a Beagle. I started to bark at some people walking by walking their dogs in my neighborhood.
"Woof woof!"
My bark sounded slightly like my voice.
Then, my alarm clock woke me up. -_-

April 13, 2011

Notes
Went to bed at midnight, woke up at 5:30 am. Got up too quickly, forgot dream, started to get ready, remembered dream again in shower. Another dream about my dog Riley who is back at home with my grandparents until we move back. Motifs of rain, cold, unwanted responsibility, failure, strange adventures and travel. Typical dream for me.


Entry 001
I am in a classroom, but really it is more like a kitchen than anything. Big industrial sinks line one wall of the room, big floor length windows line the other. Despite all the windows, it is unusually dark, and no one seems inclined to turn on the lights. One half of the room, the one I stand in now, is the one with all the sinks and the other half is just bookshelves and an assortment of pillows and beanbags scattered over a large, plush area rug. There is an old fashioned type blackboard at the far end of the room. The bell rings. Burell comes to me and tells me I'm not to go to the pillows/beanbags part of the room today because, since I'm a good student, he has a special task for me. Some other students drag in two big plastic storage containers. The first one is filled with grey, soapy water and the second is filled with... naked mole rats.

Burell tells me they're class pets and he's trusting me and the other students to wash them and get them settled. I start to wash them in the soapy water, but for some reason that hairless skin becomes incredibly slippery when wet. Several slip out of my hands and fly across the room, scuttling behind desks and disappearing forever. I'm disappointing Burell. Feeling ashamed at my performance, I go to catch some of the loose ones. They all evade me but for one which actually jumps into my waiting arms.

I leave the school. My mom has Riley, my dog, with her. After enduring months in some horrible kennel for pets being sent overseas, she's finally with me. I take her up in my arms and we go "home". Home turns out to be a hotel. We're travelling again, and my parents are away on some other business trip, leaving me and Riley the hotel room to ourselves. The hotel is grand, with victorian decor and distinctive red striped wallpaper.

With Riley still in my arms I walk though the store in the hotel's lobby, but I'm only doing this out of courtesy. I'm bored. It's already late, but I don't care. I take Riley with me and, against the advice of the concierge, leave. There's this truck outside towing this kind of large metallic cage. Apparently this is some kind of bus/temporary shelter for homeless and impoverished people. I get inside with my dog. It's freezing. I feel depressed. I bring my big blue jacket in close and zip Riley inside with me, her head laying on my chest. I pull up the fur hood, sit down on the floor and rest my head against the bars of the cage, watching the world pass by. I realize half way through that, for some reason, I have no pants on. The cold is biting.

By the time I get off back at the hotel, it's very late. As soon as I enter the hotel I'm scolded by the head concierge, a severe looking woman in black pencil skirt, matching blazer and tight bun that I've acted inappropriately and that the police are coming to give me a fine. If I don't pay, I will be arrested. Somehow, I'm apathetic. I go to the parlor, curl up on an old armchair and watch the grey sky outside pour down in sheets.

I awaken.

I was at a party during school, and I was going to take some of our food to another class room. Sort of a "peace offering" type thing so both classes could share what they got, and mingle. I had some conversation with this older Asian woman for a few minutes, and eventually she told me she really liked me and wanted to go out. I think she was already in a relationship, so I wasn't sure if she just wanted quick action or what...it was really confusing.

Anyways....I'm leaving, and I see C. Two people are trying to help her walk, and she passes out like two or three times, and they dropped her the first time, and struggled the other times. I rushed off jumping over benches and other obstacles and ran into the nearest class room. There were about 40 elementary aged students, and I stopped the class and asked the teacher for a wheel chair. She looks at me, and gives me a smart look and says "what do you need it for?". "My patient needs it". She stops me mid sentence and says "your patient"? Then I knew what she was going to automatically assume that I left her, and I told her that I haven't laid a hand on her, but when I do, she's going to be my patient. I guess she was trying to trip me up with some legality crap, and some kid said something rude, and she stopped him too. I was getting so frustrated. Eventually she says that she doesn't have a wheelchair in the room, and I said "so whats the point in putting me through all that junk in the first place!?" I bolted out in search of one so I could help her, but the dream ended.



Here's the weird part....C never showed up to school today.

Note: I went to bed dead tired last night, so I got a terrible dream recall.

Dreams:

1: My english teacher told my class about the new grades( Sweden will introduce a new grade system this year IRL but I will get those grades in 1½ year.) She told us that my class would get them today. She also told us that it was hard to get high grades. Even the ones that have got an A in the old grades would get an D. She told me later that I was about to get an E.

2: I fucked a girl in a classroom. After a while someone came in, and told me that the girl that I fucked was older than me, and that she will get charge for rape.

3: I was in a classroom and had a lesson. Suddenly I see my firend who look realy badass(In the dream.) She introduce me to her twin( She dosen't have a twin IRL.)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

1st Dream:

I was in the dirt road outside of my house with my dad and sister. It was night time and pretty dark- I usually don't have dreams about the night unless they are bad or scary (I'm a day person ). We were playing basketball and using one of our cats, Uno, as a ball. I know that might seem kinda messed up- but Uno seemed to like and was just fine with it and it didn't hurt her. After using her for a minute- I wanted to use an actual ball so I spawned one in my hands.

We had fun playing for a few minutes, as our cat watched us and purred. A few cars went by, so we had to move. After about 4 went by, Uno thought it would be a good idea to try and cross the road to meet us. All of the sudden a car went by really fast as it was chased by a cop without its lights on. I screamed "UNO! NO!"- but it was too late. It was literally the worst sound I ever heard in a dream. I woke myself up right after that happened.

2nd Dream:

I was in the cafeteria, only it looked like the cafeteria at Manchester Central- not the school I go to. It was sunny out side- and I was sitting with my friends. I remember Steven was there and same with Max and a few other people. I got up to go to the kitchen and buy something. The kitchen area looked just like it does at the school where I go. As I went in side, I realized that the only thing they were selling was muffins. They had so many different kinds, but for some reason they all had what looked like celery coming out of the tops. I realized Bobby was in the kitchen trying to decide what to buy, too. I said "Hi" to him and I don't think he answered. I picked up a cinnamon muffin and went on my way to the table (I don't remember actually paying for it). I was going to sit down with my friends- but people sat down in my spot. I just sat at the table next to it and kept looking at where my friends were sitting.

Just a side note about the last dream, in the end I actually did sit with my friends. After I sat down at my friends table- someone went on 4chan but I don't really remember the reason.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! Little sleep, but three dreams isn't bad.

23.00: Sleep

05.10: School
I'm back in school. Suddenly I can hear a strange sound, it sounds just like an alarm. I realise people around me are running. It's the fire alarm and we all have to evacuate. I go further into the school and exit into a yard in the middle. Someone's built a greek temple in the middle of the yard and I head up the stairs with a few others. I walk amongst the columns and spot a pool up ahead. Two asian girls are swimming butt naked in it. One of them spots me. "You can't be here. Are you new or what?" she asks me angrily. I turn and decide to walk away. There's a big board on the wall. It's a schedule for tomorrow. "I thought we were going to get the day off!" I say. The fire should have closed up the school, crap!

05.10: Game
I'm playing a doom like game, but it's extremely hard. I'm with another guy but we keep dying right away. I throw two different nades into an alley the monsters are coming from and my team mate calls me noob. We manage to hold them off and actually advance in the end after a few resets. I use my rightclick to bash them with my weapon and I enter a tower. I have to make the water that is coming through the opening (apparently water now instead of monsters) go in the right direction. I make lines in the sand and direct it just right. I exit the tower further up(?) and end up on a highway. My friend Henrik is on the other side. "I made it Matte!" he yells at me.

05.10: Spiders
I'm with a group of people in a pharmacy. We've all got different coloured "Cross spiders" as pets, and everyone's got a different number. I keep taking down a jar of B6 vitamin from a shelf but decide to stop acting like a fool and put it back. We all are going on a trip for some reason. We divide into two lines and line up for the train that is coming.

05.10: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 6 hours

Supplements: Nothing

That's it!

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

Type: Lucid
Vivid: Long

I where on a bus with my sister. It was driving backwards and on the wrong side of the road. I got this strange feeling that this was a dream, but I didn't do a RC. My sister reads her teacher's dream journal. She tells me that, the teacher got a lucid dream that was 30 pages long O.o We starts to discuss lucid dreams. After a while she ask's me what RC's I use. I say that I will show her.

We get's teleported to a house. We both stands in the front of the mirror. I look normal so I haven't actually realised yet that I am dreaming. I do the "Finger to palm RC". I see that my fingertip goes trough.I realise that it is a dream. But I do the RC again just to make sure. I don't get over excited, because I have been suspecting trough out the dream that it is a dream. I do the nose RC just to feel how it feels like breathing when you have plugged your nose in a dream. As soon as I plugg my nose, my nose opens a new hole that I can breath through.

I'm outside the building now, when i realise that the dream is about to fall apart(everything becomes gray and the sun is getting brighter.) I starts to rubb my hands. I am thinking to myself that I gotta remember this dream.

I am at my school right know, so starts to explore and notice scen's that my brain have made up.( For example, in my dream the school had 5 floors. In reality it has 4 floors.)

I walk down stairs to the second floor. I notice that 2 students are talking to a teacher about something, but I don't take futher notice. I suddenly remembers that one of my goals was to fly in a controllable lucid dream. I say to myself that I will do it outside because it's much more space out there. I want to get outside the badass way so I tries to create a bazooka wich a call a "bearzooka"(Don't ask ) It dosen't work the first time i try to create it, but second try was more succefull.

So with the "bearzooka" in my hand, I walk downstairs to blow up the wall. The stairs leads me to my house(WTF?) and I see my parents drinking coffe in the kitchen. I blow's up the wall to get outside, but suddenly I am in a car. My parents are mad at me, and are taking me to paris.(don't ask.)

I lose my lucidity under the car ride and after a while I wake up.

Ps: Sorry for bad english

Dream Graduation

I’m in school. Graduation is getting set up RIGHT NOW. Hallways are empty except me and a few other “left overs” who can’t graduate for whatever reason. I have a bottle of wine in my hand and start running and screaming: look at me! A cup manifests and I pour it, chugging the bottle and then the cup, bottle then the cup until I’m in the rotunda, drunk and everyone’s looking at me.

I follow some other left overs through dusty abandoned hallways so Mrs. L doesn’t see us and find us out. We all have this plan to graduate anyway so we go way up into the theater storage attic and try our best to hide ourselves. Me under a big blanket with someone and I’m drunk and my eyesight is like that of when I’m so tired I can’t keep my lids awake. So for most of it I do have my eyes closed and just listen under a blanket stacked on top of theater props so I almost touch the ceiling.

Someone tries to peep into the hallway and a little Asian girl who ate all her hair off (really) is the “hall monitor” for graduation sees that someone. She sends in this bulky girl, a real bully. She’s got a trick. She pulls the first kid she sees to her and licks that student’s lip, touches it and then taps her temple. She screams and falls down, not dead but just painful. She does another little trick to someone (pulls their lip ring over their nose!) and says she won’t tell Mrs. L. She’s gonna leave but first wants to show off another trick, looking for someone she pulls me over to her! No way, I hate pain (who doesn’t); she spins my chin into a tight spiral and every time I un-spin it a little, shit it hurts. But someone tells me there’s a trick to her trick and just un-spin it all at once: I do, and I feel just a little tug and I’m okay.

A few of us go further into the attic and we find that there’s a desk and under the desk is nothing, it’s a free-fall to the ice arena where they graduate so you can watch the whole thing. They’re almost ready! A teacher, Mrs. Smith (4’7 or something small!) sees us peeping and comes marching over. We all run out of the attic, oh too late, and Mrs. L is standing waiting for us.

She’s a lovely lady sometimes and says we can all graduate, so everyone puts their gowns on. I don’t have one. At the final door to the ice arena, its time to graduate, I don’t have a gown, but there’s a box with a white Freshman gown. I’m a sophomore in my dream (hey wait, why were all the different classes graduating instead of just the seniors!) and our color is green, so I’m a bit embarrassed. We walk out and I run over to Autumn so she can take my picture (it’s mandatory). When I get over to my class, they’re all wearing white and I’m the only one wearing green.


Lucid Awakening

I’m downtown, walking in a little drizzle. I plan on going to the community market to volunteer when I see a little nook between buildings with a candy store built in. It doesn’t have a door or a cashing machine, it’s just a bunch of glass jars with a ton of bright colored candy. I’m pretty delighted but wait! We don’t have a candy store downtown. And why is downtown so tiny? I’m lucid. I walk into the center of downtown (as I said, everything is tiny and compact, like 50 feet). I look around and notice:

This feels real. This is REALITY to me. Everything is solid and I am perceiving it just as I do waking life.

(This single lucid fragment has created something in me that has helped everything I've been doing dream-wise DRAMATICALLY. I understood before that dreams=reality while waking life=hazy and unreal while you're dreaming, but I never FELT and EXPERIENCED that completely. Now that I have, something has clicked. My reality checks take up to five minutes or more, not because I feel that more time is necessary or anything, but that's how long it takes me to discern my reality. REALITY has a new meaning. I become lucid more often (though write more in the hard copy of my dream journal, less on here). I thank my subconscious for letting me explore this feeling.)


Fragments

I make a sandwich for myself "when I wake up"- WHY WASN'T I LUCID?

Autumn and I are being obnoxious in school, so Heather leaves without saying a word to me. Crushing.
NOTE: Autumn told me today that she had a VERY SIMILAR dream, of her and I and Heather (who she has never met or talked to) all in a classroom.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! Let's get to it.

23.30: Sleep

11.00: Fragments
*I'm at my uncle's place. It's his birthday and I feel very lonely for some reason. I sit down in the bathroom and sulk. I spot a small plastic bag with a few white rocks in it. It looks like some decorative massage trash. I take out one of the stones and put it in my mouth. Mmm, mint.

*I'm fishing with Monica. There's no activity at all for a long time. Suddenly I can see my bobber going away. I try to pull it up and there's a huge fish on the hook. It speeds off, snapping my fishing line. "Damn, that was huge!" I say and open my fishing bag. I've got some super strong line in there I intend to use. Some guy shows up as I'm putting the line in place.

*I'm in school once again. My polish coworker Valdis is there with me. He looks a bit tense. I attend some class and we're at page 109. After class some guy is being a douche. I'm with two of my friends and Valdis and we confront him in a corner. Valdis attacks him and kicks his ass. I drag him away from there before he can do too much damage. Valdis puts up his hand and shows me his finger. "It's broken, see?" he tells me and wiggles it. It's bent upwards and blue. Each time he wiggles it, it makes a snapping sound.

11.00: Driving and tools
My dad tells me over the phone that I have to clean up a truck. It belongs to a guy I used to work with, and he told my dad to clean it, and my dad told me. "Run it in the carwash, car cleaning" he tells me. I'm down at the local Statoil and enter the carwash. It's showered in water and apparently that's it. I head for the drive through and tell the girl in the cashier I want to pay. "That will be 499 kronor for the car wash" she tells me. Damn that's alot of money for a car wash. Wait a second... Didn't my dad say something else? Car wash... Oh well. I hand her the cash and check the side of the truck, it's already dirty. I run my finger over the dirt but nothing comes off.

I get in, Monica's in the passenger seat and we take off. I'm in a hurry and have only time to put on my seatbelt over one arm. A roundabout comes up and I step on the brakes. The roads are covered in snow though, so we just slide. I can see a motorcycle coming from the left but I slide all the way out into the roundabout. I decide to speed up instead and take the first right. I put my hand up to the biker who had to slow down, and he puts his white gloved hand up. Oh shit, white gloves and white helmet, he's a cop!

The police turns on the sirens and waves for me to follow him. Fuck! I stop behind him at the bus stop up ahead. I pull the handbrake but the truck still wants to slide backwards. I step on the brakes aswell and open my window. "Registration and driving license" he tells me. "I've only got my driving license, but this isn't my truck, it's a friend of my dad's" I know the story sounds like a big fat lie and I can feel I'm in trouble. The truck won't stop sliding though. "Let me park up ahead". The police accepts and we go to turn up ahead.

I can't seem to get the damn truck to stop sliding, and I hear the police whining alot about it. Suddenly I'm standning nearby, without the truck. The dream must have skipped. Oh shit, I can't leave my truck like that, people will steal all the tools. I start running back and halfway there I spot a guy with a drilling tool in his hands. God damnit! Up ahead people are opening up the truck and one guy is on the phone. "Yeah, just get down here, it's free to just grab" I can hear him say. I try to kick him but he jumps away. "Okay, okay relax!" he tells me and hangs up the phone.

"Everyone, this is my shit, get the fuck out of here!" I yell and try to kick people. Even though I land a few kicks, it's like I'm doing it in slow motion. One guy tries to calm me down by telling me I'm right, and that they made some mistakes.

The dream skips. I haven't reached the truck yet. I run towards it and there's just a single guy looting it now. It's an old coworker of mine. Chrille. We argue for a very long time. I school him in right and wrong, why he reacts like he does and everything. Stubborn old man refuses to listen to reason. "You know why? Because if you did, you would have to admit that doing your way for your entire life has been wrong, by doing so, you've lived the "wrong way", making all those years useless" I whisper in his ear, screaming doesn't seem to do anything anymore.

"I just need to do a job with the drill" he tells me. I look behind us, there's a hole in the ground. "How deep does it have to go?" I ask. "About one meter" he tells me. I agree to let him do the job and we enter a small door leading into the mountain next to us. Two people greet us in the cave and we get to work. We can't do much before we have to stop though. Apparently there are appartments above us and if we make too much noise, the owner will go crazy. As we're standing there, barely breathing, I hear footsteps. A woman appears and she starts yelling at us. We get out of the cave and head for the mini van's up ahead.

One coworker, Christian, can't seeem to get his shirt on. We run away from him and jump into the already packed van. We slam the door in his face and head off. My sisters are in the car, along with my friend G who's driving and my brother and his girlfriend. My sister Malin is to my right and my brother's girlfriend on my left. I can't fit between them, and I struggle to squeeze down. G is driving like a madman. "Slow down for fucks sake!" I tell him. "I haven't even buckled up yet". It's still very slippery out and I can feel the car sliding. We ride for a few minutes before my brother's girlfriend starts talking. "We're not going home".

G turns the car around and go the other way. I still can't slide down into my seat. "I don't feel so good" Malin tells me. I can tell she's about to puke. "Do it out the window!" I tell her. She starts gagging, a second later she's vomiting all over the side of the car. She keeps at it for atleast a minute, it's unbelieveable how much she can vomit. Some of it sprays in the faces of the people in the back, and I close the window a bit more. I hand her some paper. "Do you think it's illegal to throw it out just like that?" she asks me. I look behind us, several cars are there. "Yeah, just put it in the bag" I tell her and my other sister holds up a back.

People stuff the bag full of paper they have hidden. I check the signs for directions. E2. "Where are we going?" I ask G. We've arrived in a tunnel and I don't recognise the signs. One road leads up, out of the tunnel and we get on it. "It's the new way" he tells me. "We will arrive at mount Everest" he tells me. I understand, mount Everest is the small hill in our home town. We're now driving on a road going on the same level as most roofs in Stockholm. I check around and the buildings looks incredible. I spot some very nice looking appartments with huge windows. I remember being in one of those recently. "That's where Birgitt lives" I say and point.

11.00: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 11 hours

Supplements: 200 ml applejuice

That's it!

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

I was in school in the music department and I overheard a classmate talking about how he woke up went and got a drink then woke up again for real, I explained to him that this was a false awakening then he climbed out the window and got in the back of a van.
My teacher came and started beating me with a big stick and said i had to prepare for my exam which is in a minute, she gave me my guitar piece I had to learn and it had 'V' and 'X' chords in it, i sight read most of it but couldn't do them, so snuck out of school and decided to go to my local boxing gym, that is 10 miles from the school, i got outside and started walking and it all of a sudden became a snow storm and i kept on walking, even though the snow was nearly as deep as me. I ended up at my cousins house where he was having a party, but i decided to go to the gym instead, i walked for a minute but turned round and went back to my own house and went on the computer to learn my guitar.

I am proud of myself to remember my first dream(s?) after months. I used a mantra (dunno which, but it was good ) so here I give it a try to write a dream journal. I reconstruct this from the notes I took a few minutes after waking up this morning. That was 20 minutes ago.

I think I can recall 2-3 dreams, dunno if the one was a seperated thing. I will start off with the most recent:

I am standing in a doorway, an entrance to some kind of bar. There is a bar table (of course) made out of wood and there are 5 people inside. I do not remember much of them, but I knew they were kinda evil. There are other people around me, I don't know how many for sure, but one of them is cleary some kind of ally. We cover at the sides of the door frame and every few seconds he glimpses into the room and shoots one of the people inside. At some point there are only two people left: one man, not too young, maybe around 60, with a half-bald head. He takes a silver metal suitcase and leaves through a door at the back. I couldn't see the other person before because she was hiding behind the bar table: she stands up and I have only a split of a second to see it's Ariadne from Inception, then my alarm clock goes off.

Shortly after I remembered this (kinda short) dream, I realized that there were some other dream before that I could partially recall. I don't know if it was a single one, and it's memory is a bit diffuse, hence I am not sure of everything I write down. Some parts are only guesses.

I am somewhere in the mountains with people from school, skiing. Everything is white. I know it was not my class I was there with, but teachers I had in the past and a few people I got to know during my school years. I know we had a discussion about classes, and how reliable (?) the people in different parallel classes were. I remember some

Then suddenly I was in school, in my classroom, with my classmates. It was the birthday of the guy sitting next to me (M.) and some girls had baken cake and cookies. There were some 3 or 4 food cases with these cakes and cookies in it, and they tried to open them. One girl (K.) was not smart enough and while trying to open her box she dropped it and all cookies fell to ground. The whole class was disappointed and they started to clean up. At this point I had a "deja vu" (in my dream), maybe because I had already dreamt of this during the night (which I cannot really remember, but it might have happenend, its not that unlikely) or because I once spilled my own cookies on my own birthday

That is all I remember but I am very happy that I got it this far, and now the real practicing starts It's saturday and I have some more hours to sleep (6:30pm here) so I go back to bed

DILD

Today I had a DILD after deciding to go back to bed in the morning. I was talking to a friend in a dark room, and at certain times I would look them in the face, and realize I had mistaken them for abided one of my friends from school. This happened twice before I decided to reality check. This time when I looked at the clock like I always do, it would only change one minute every time I would look at it. I found this bizare because normally when I look at a clock it flashes letters numbers and pictures. What happened next was new for me to. Upon lucidity, I started crawling out of my room (which I guess was where I was before, except by myself now) because I was so tired. I could barely keep my eyes open, it was like I had just woken up from the middle of te night. I remembered my goals and started licking things, I only licked two things... haha. I then heard my mom and asked her if she was my dream guide. She said "no." I kept calling out for my dream guide as I crawled down the stairs. I then asked my little brother who was on the computer, resulting in him blowing me off like he always does. It was interesting though, he gave mumbled something about how I should deild, then noticed I was waking up, and started spinning in a circle to no avail. I tried to deild waking up, but didn't maintain awareness, slipping into another dream. A false awakening where I woke up where the dream left off. This makes me think the whole experience was just a dream about being lucid?

It was weird...

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

1st Dream:

I'm sitting in bio class in my old seat that I sat in a few months ago. I'm looking at the board but I don't actually see my biology teacher. I look to my right, and Nicole is sitting there smiling at me. We start to talk via telekinesis and all of the sudden, Headmaster Smith comes into the room. He's look at me, so I stand up and say "Me?" only I don't actually remember any noise coming out of my mouth. I follow him to the hall, we're we both sit down and he takes out a laptop. On the laptop is my project that I did a few weeks ago for Graphic Design.

The project is a magazine call "Stalin for TIME". It actually looks exactly like the project I made in real life, which is also call that- only there are a lot of communist puns all over the cover I don't see much text on this one, and the pictures look different. I ask him what the problem is then he points to the screen. I look closer at the magazine and all of the cover stories are about porn stars and actually have nude pictures of them on it. The magazine in real life only had pictures of Mao, Stalin, and Russia on it. I start to think to my self "Wait, that's not right...". I was SOOO close to becoming lucid! Damn my logic ! But as I think more, I "remember" that I actually did add those to the project at the last minute.

Headmaster Smith tells me that the school board voted- and I'm "going to be kicked out for good". I get a sad look on my face and for some reason he says "I actually don't mind it that much. I think they are very beautiful. Just change them to non-nude porn stars and I wont kick you out." I tell him through telekinesis that I will fix it.

I some how wake myself up here- or at least the dream wakes me up for some reason. Maybe I tired to go lucid and lost control? One thing that I noticed- is this dream is extremely detailed. I can actually see the make up on Nicole's face and the shine of the sun. I think the reason for this is me trying out ADA in this class for the past few days. Damn that stuff really works . Also, I didn't want to write this down at 3am- and I wanted to get more sleep so I just said to myself "I'm going to remember this dream- this was a good one."

2nd Dream:

I don't really remember much of this one but I will try my best.

I'm in some kind of ally that I have never seen before, its in a big city. I walk to the side and all of the sudden I'm in a different ally. I see Latios running around in a circle- so naturally I throw my Pokéball at it and catch it. I turn around and look down, towards the ball. It is level 40 and I start to get excited because "That's a lot high than my other Pokémon" I look up and I'm in my house's bath room. My friend Stephen is in the bathroom also, and he tells me that the power is out and I should look for flashlights. I start to look in the closet for some and I find a lot of them right away.

I wake up from my alarm and the strangest thing happens- I just sit in bed and say "What was that dream I had at 3?"- then I suddenly remember the hall way, then I remember the class room- and as I sit down to write this I remember the part with Nicole at the start of the dream.