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Whoop, second recall in a row (which for me is a huge improvement). I could recall it very well too, which makes it even better.

9th of March 2011: non-lucid, lucid, extra comment

I find myself at school, though the setting was slightly strange, for I wasn't in any ordinary lesson. I was being tutored in German along with someone else by a teacher whose features I cannot remember. The bell rings, prompting me to go another lesson, ICT class. Instead of going straight to that lesson however, I walk into the school library, where I stand and wait for a couple of minutes, waiting to look into a folder that holds all the marks I had received. (Though there probably were other students in that folder as well) Finally I get to look through it quickly, then I remember I was supposed to be at ICT class at that time. I want to leave, but the librarian holds me back and tells me to store the book in a place that is neither too damp nor too dry.

I walk over to one of the plants and pick it up (Must have thought she was referring to me storing the plant in a proper environment), I open a door that is supposed to lead to a room filled with computers and wiring. I find the room to be remarkably tidy, without computers and wiring littering the place. Instead of the computer dude I expected, I find two students in the room. I'm hesitant to continue and look back at the librarian and point at the plant I'm holding. She shakes her head, telling me I'm really supposed to store that folder somewhere appropriate.

I walk out of the library and into the computer room that is located right next to it. I hand in the notebook to the teacher for some reason... I expect to be sent out of class and punished for being late, but my teacher says that the class has already started working on exercise 37. I turn around and find that the class is filled with people that aren't supposed to be there, as a result, my seat has already been taken. Nevertheless I find myself a seat (through rather magical means, as I just found myself there) As I review the exercise, my teacher explains that everyone can perform a 'is greater than 1' comparison and that is as redundant as 'FTW' (I know, my dreams are a bit crazy).

I look at the assignment, of which I can only remember the '>=' operator and 3 or 4 numbers all greater than 900 (one of which was 900). I suddenly find myself in a different world, slightly reminiscent of Halo Reach. There are two other people with me, both wearing armour. A woman holds a sniper rifle. I run out the cave, and find gravity to reverse on me, causing me to drop back into the cave, where gravity resets itself. I continue to jump out the cave several times with similar result (possibly to impress the lady)I get her to follow me in said activity. Jump out the cave once more and wake up.

Most detailed recap of a dream so far afaik.

Pug Genocide and the Obstacle Course

I’m on my street walking two dogs, a Pomeranian and a pug. I make sure to keep them walking on the right side of the road, and my dream-mind thinks of how much I like the direction of East. I have trouble keeping them out of the roads but I manage to take them to my destination: a big building with all the kids from school waiting in line outside. There’s something going on, but I don’t really know what. I notice that if I get in line, I’ll be waiting for hours. It’s extremely hot out, the peak of summer.

I see my Uncle Pat come at me from a distance. He has a shot gun. Suddenly I am being pulled to the ground. I can’t see anything and my dogs are taken. Hands are over me. I am put in a car. I open my eyes. I’m in the backseat. My mom’s in front with my Nana and the dogs are here in the back. The windows are rolled up and we’re all sweating really hard because of the heat.

“You can’t take Pugs out in the open,” my Nana says. She explains that they are being killed off, and my Uncle is one of the men who shoots them. I don’t know why it’s happening. I roll a window down and shove my face out. It’s a little refreshing. I draw things in the thick condensation that’s formed on the windows.

They drop me off at my dream-house, where I’m staying. It’s night time. I take the dogs into a shed and ruffle through a few boxes. I find a purple wig and put it on. In the mirror, I look the same, and my wig looks really funny. I can’t fit all my hair under it.

I go into the house. I’m staying with an autistic boy and his autistic friend. They annoy me, not because they’re autistic, but they won’t leave me alone for a moment. I try to run into my room and quickly close the door, but they get in. I do it again, forcefully and lock the door. The dogs play around in my room.

The scene jumps to me going back to the building with the school kids. It’s daytime again, but the same day, just a few hours later. No one is outside and I see the tail end of the line going in. Shit. To go in, you walk up some stairs on the side of the building, so I do that. The next part is the beginning of a big obstacle course. I didn’t know that was what this was.

Derek, my friend, is in front of me. After the stairs, you climb through a window-esque opening. I do so, but after casually going through, I am almost falling off a circular ledge that leads from the outside to the inside. Below me, all the kids are doing their obstacles or just watching me fall. This is the first part, and I’m already failing. Well I didn’t know about it, so I don’t feel that bad, I don’t really care about this. The ledge is absolutely terrifying, however.

I fall more, and I’m dangling half inside half outside the building, my hands on the ledge.

“Fuck all you hoes,” I say (lols) and manage to lift myself up. I slink around the ledge and come to a bigger part of it. Kayla, a schoolmate, is in back of me. There are two doorways. They are both extremely small. I enter one, and it gets blistering hot as I walk through. I take off my hoodie, and my mind says this is why my dream has been so hot. It’s still hot in the hallway. It zigzags vertically and becomes too small to fit through. I look back and see Kayla has taken the other hallway, the correct choice. Shit, failed again.

Scene change to the end of the course. I’ve probably come in last, but I’m hanging out with the first place and second place kids until they make a final announcement. It’s kind of like a break time. First place is “Heather”, although it doesn’t look like her and she keeps taking her glasses off (which she doesn’t have in waking life) and saying how she can’t see.


Circle Class

I am in a big fancy house and I am going to interview someone. They bring me to the “tea room”, which is a huge circular white room. I sit down.

Scene change to me sitting in the room, but in a desk. There are about thirty desks all arranged in a circular way. I see Jack sitting on the other side of the circle. I’m talking to Megan, a childhood friend, and Derek, a friend from school. We talk for a long time, most of the dream, but I don’t remember dialogue much. My mouth is really dry.

I look down the line and see Heather talking to a friend, Aimee. I get a jealousy pang but remember that I’m having a quite good time myself here talking with Megan. We are sitting in rolly chairs and I spin around the room, having some fun.

For some reason, a lot of people start to leave. I think they’ll come back so I wait. Eventually it’s just me and a few kids near Jack who are really dedicated students and wouldn’t leave a class. I know everyone is having a good time without me, and I get very upset. I see Derek left me a drawing. It’s really good, and on the back it has a black scratch area. It reveals rainbow colors if you scratch it away. I doodle on it and think about what Heather is doing without me. I do some funny things to entertain the students, who laugh, but I can’t close my mouth. It’s too dry!

I wake up, and have the worst dry mouth. I drink water and go back to bed.



Fragment

I am in Goodwill with my mom and someone else. This girl Emily who is really disgusting is here. She points to a sailing instrument, a tiny globe that has a handle under it that controls a grid laying over the earth. It tells you longitude and latitude numbers. I really want it, but it’s thirty dollars. I carry it around and slip it into my pocket.

I check out the records and they have video game soundtracks. I really want the Donkey Kong 64 Part 2 (doesn’t exist!) soundtrack, or the Banjoe Tooie. No money, oh well. I think about telling my friend Lotie about them, because she just got a record player.

I look at a television playing something on a shelf. A thought comes to mind that my mom had cancer in my dream or something. The dream details on this, but I don’t recall any of it.


Fragment

It’s a year later than now, and I “wake up” in a daze into the new present time, knowing nothing of the past year. I ask Heather all the things we did in the passing year, and have my mom tell me some things we did too. I go to a park with my mom and dad and my dad uncovers my old bike from under a hiding spot. He said I put it there last year.


Fragment
I'm in my first room ever. On the ground there are two vests, identical. Weird, I think. Why would that happen? I could be dreaming. I become lucid, look at the vests, and see they are remarkably different. I wake up.

I have been very busy for the past week with exams to study for, and rather stressed. As a result, I have not been keeping up with my dream journal and my recall is getting a little out of shape. Last night I was a little on edge, so I took 800mg valerian. I slept briefly from 12:30am to about 3:00, and then had difficulty getting back to sleep. I took approximately 1/4mg of melatonin at this point. I then briefly attempted a MILD, but my mind was so restless it was difficult to keep any mantra or visualization. Nonetheless, I appear to have been successful in something

Beat Up

... I am part of a much larger adventure. We are in school or a library or something, possibly in Japan. It might even be a hotel. There is a large swimming pool in one room, and we are chasing after some villain. I apprehend this guy in the pool room, which is also some kind of laboratory. Cornered, he turns on me.

The guy is Japanese, and much larger than I am. I am no match for him, and we circle around a set of shelves containing chemical equipment and some glassware. I think to myself "this is a very odd situation. Not only that, I'm in a school, near a swimming pool, and there are lots of other things that are dreamsigns. I don't ordinarily fight Japanese guys in real life. I'll bet I'm dreaming."Sure enough, I soon realize, I am!

My Japanese opponent takes advantage of my temporary disorientation upon realizing that I am dreaming. As I stand there laughing to myself and patting myself on the back, he jumps around to my side of the shelves and closes in. "Ha ha!" I laugh, "You do realize this is a dream, don't you? You're no match for me!"

He continues to come towards me. I decide I had better stabilize the dream, so I try a dream posession technique like the one I had great success with in a lucid dream last week. I decide to try to posess my opponent, but he won't stand still. I can see that he won't cooperate for me, and I remember that part of the success last time came from the fact that I posessed my dream self, Monk. I summon Monk.

"Monk," I order, "Appear right here." I indicate to the spot next to me. I look, and there he is, waiting. I step sideways until I should be standing in the same spot as him, and blink a few times until I am seeing with his eyes. I am starting to get this posession technique down, but it was not easy to complete last night because the Japanese fellow was still attacking me.

"Wait a minute!" I say, not quite understanding why he is still playing his part. "Let me stabilize this dream." He doesn't wait, but takes a swing at me. I glance around quickly, trying to notice details and activate my senses. I am partially successfull in this, though it is not easy to do a proper job of it with a huge thug trying to pulverize my skull.

"OK," I say, visiously turning on my assailant, "If that's the way you want it, fine! You're no match for me, this is my dream. I'm lucid, you know."

The Japanese thug just sneers at me, and swings at me again. "Watch this," I say. I visualize a force of energy coming out of my finger, and into the stomach of my attacker. Not much happens, so I thrust at him, feeling the energy as I do so. He looks down at his stomach, as though I had just poked him. Then he laughs.

"You really thought that that would work?" he roars, "Well watch this!" He punches me in the stomach and I double over. Then he grabs me by the shoulders, and throws me into the wall. My breath is knocked out of me. This is not going at all well. Pinning me against the wall by the shoulders, he peers into my face (all this time smiling in a self-satisfied way as though he knows DC's aren't supposed to do this). "What about this?" he says, punching me in the face. "How is the dream going now?" Then he slaps my face a couple of times, pulls back his fist, and delivers a punch directly between the eyes that wakes me up.

At the Lake

My famliy and I are at a lake. It is on that I used to dream of more frequently, but have not for a while. We wade a little bit at a beach, and come across some large rocks in the water. My Dad starts climbing around on them, jumping from one to another. There is one jump he is hesitant to make, but when I get out onto the rocks I attempt the jump. It isn't like you fall very far if you miss, the rocks are only a few inches out of the water. I miss one jump, and splash into the water. My parents chuckle, and that's all that happens. Pretty anticlimactic for a dream after taking valerian.

There be Giants

We are in a place with many tunnels. I'm not entirely sure who we are, but I think is it something like the crew of the starship Enterprise. But I'm also at my grandparents' house. Anyway, it is more like a huge sewer system. Many adventures take place that are a little fuzzy when I try to recall them, but they invlolve some mythtical creatures and some robots. A robot crawls inside of the Moon, which somehow causes time to stand still. This does something with a giant.

We now have to defeat this giant. The location is like a shopping mall now. An element of romance has been added, as I am trying to win a girl I believe. There are other people around. I can't remember what they are supposed to be doing. Anway, we can hear the footsteps of the giant down one of the tunnels. They get closer and closer, and we realize we had better seek cover. I try to run up a narrow set of stairs, but the giant follows. There is a scene where two of us and the giant are running around and around the stairs, jumping down to a lower part of the stairwell and running back up again. Then I run into a department store and hide among the shelves.

The giant is captured, and some of our group sets to work on performing a labotomy or something. They open it's skull, and pour in some liquid. A few minutes later, the giant wakes up. I am afraid that he might turn on us again, so I stay in hiding (for some reason, I was a big coward in this dream). Soon the giant approaches the place where I am hiding. Some of my companions come running in to tell me that everything is OK, and the giant is harmless now.

04.03.2011

Glasses Classroom (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Log: 11:00pm Friday, march 3-4th, 2011
6:00am
Hours: 7:00m Alarm: 6:00am Natural Awakening: 4:30am

The first dream starts out as i walk into a class late. I had my flippy glasses on and as i sat down the teacher told me to take them off. I took them off and we got started. After a minute, he told me to take them off, and i was confused because i thought i did... But i didn't apparently. It happened one more time and by now, i was laughing and so were the other kids inthe class, and the teacher. It was funny. Then it ended.

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04.03.2011

Choir Running Singing (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This second dream started in the hallway near the band and choir rooms. All of the choir plus Jacob was there, and we were all running and singing at the same time. We sang one song, then starting singing Poker Face by Lady Gaga. I remember specifically singing it, it was weird... But we kept going and kept singing until we got to the ramp. We went down it and into the West Atrium. There were many people, and they were confused about why we were singing, but they also started to realize and get happy about the fact that they got a show. Jaocb wanted to sing a specific song, so he needed someone's phone to look it up. He got someones, and it was fancy and big, and he searched and found it, and the one he chose was that which contained a funny Japanese man singing a very annoying tune, but as it played, and my brain comprised a song to play, it was more of a techno song and i could never hear the Japanese man. And then it ended.

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04.03.2011

Hugs and Warmth (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

The was one of the best dreams i have had in a while, it was so simple, yet so amazing. I was in my room with Izzie, and we had been hanging out or something previously. It was casual and nothing was really going on, but it was nice. It seemed as if it was time to go now, and we were heading out. I was giving her a hug, and it was nice, but i said, " Oh, come on, you can do better than that!" So i squeezed her tight and she squeezed back and it was very close, and very warm. We both smiled and walked dowstairs. Jacob and Megan were in the basement and they were talking about how Megan needed to get home and she might have to take the bus, we were simpathetic and all trying to figure out how we could get her there. We thought of going with her on the bus, but we didn't. I cannot remember the dicisionwe finally came to. And then the dream ended.

03.03.2011

School Hallway (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Log: 10:30pm Thursday, March 2-3rd, 2011
6:00am
Hours: 7:30m Alarm: 6:00am Audio: None

This first dream was fairly short, as i remember it, but it was probably longer in all actually, as in any other dream. I was in the hallway of the school, the upper left hallway where the history classes are. I was heading to class and Tessa and Carly were there, along with Jacob. I was about to go in, but i decided to talk to people instead, so i went over to Carly and the others.
The next thing i remember is being in class and being taught or talked to for a brief amount of time. And then it ended.

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03.03.2011

Driving, and Houses (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This dream was fairly more extensive than the last dream. I was in the car with Jacob and his mother. It was dark outside and we were driving through a neighborhood filled with houses. We passed a house that was lit up and I noticed that the person inside was Kevin's Mom, or atleast someone who looked like her... I pointed it out to Jacob and his mom and they agreed with me. We all were kind of laighing and talking and we kept driving. It started to get light outside as we drove on and we came to some houses. They were white and they were halfway underground. They were white and they looked fairly attractive. It was a developement and it was pretty awesome, in the way that i admired them and thought they were cool. We were apparently in one of them, Jaocb and i got out of it quickly, and then Jacob's mom was trying to get out of a tiny exit in the top, her limbs were sticking out, but she was stuck. And then it ended as Jaocb and i were laughing.

Dream - Lucid - AP

Did some MILD mantras ("I will become lucid, I will recognize dream signs...") during meditation before bed for about half an hour.

I was at my house. I was signing up for classes for next semester, and I got all the ones I needed (yay!). Then, I found out that the girl my brother has liked for a long time (who claims to not return the feeling), was trying to prevent any other girls from talking to him. I was getting really pissed that she would do such a thing. I then remember trying to figure out when I needed to leave for class. I was very relieved that I had gotten all the classes I need to graduate.

Then, I remember getting out of the shower and thinking about my brother's situation with the girl. Instead of putting lotion on my legs, I took a box of brown sugar, poured some out on my hands, and started rubbing that on my legs. It started to lather. Weird.

Then, I remember doing something for work. I was talking to this old couple, and they were telling me about some deal they wanted with these customer cards they had. They told me all these numbers to write in the blank boxes that were on the cards. Someone then came and handed them new cards. One of them said "Orgasm" on it, and it was given to the lady. Again, weird.

I was then at an ice skating rink with Ryan. It was dimly lit. We were skating around, and then we had to clear the floor because figure skaters were going to perform. I sat down on a couch next to the old couple from earlier. Ryan sat on a couch behind me. I watched a couple skate around the rink, and they kept messing up. The announcer kept going "Ohhh!" every time they'd mess up. The last move the girl did, she almost fell, but tried to gracefully pose at the end of the routine to cover it up.

I then heard Ryan's voice behind me, and he asked me to come sit back with him. I skated to the couch behind me to sit with him. I sat down, and there was a pillar in the way of my vision, and I couldn't see very well. I contemplated moving back up, and I told him I was going to, but I never did.

After this, I woke up to use the bathroom, and did a couple more MILD mantras as I was falling back to sleep.

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I was at Hogwarts. I was in a forest, and there were trees that were crawling on their branches. They could not walk on their roots because they had been cut down. They reminded me of the trees in Lord of the Rings. I then saw trees weeping, water cascading from their leaves, branches, and faces (they did have faces). People were cutting them down and tearing them up to build some new addition to Hogwarts. In the dream, I (appropriately) called them the Weeping Willows.

Then, I was inside the school, talking to two women, when I realized I was dreaming. I walked the other direction and into an attic-like room. It was dark, and the walls, ceiling, and floor were all made of a dark-colored wood. In the middle of the room stood a girl of about 11 or 12. She was wearing scrubs and was kind of chubby. Besides all that, she looked almost just like me, especially in the face. I looked at her and said
"This is a dream!"
Crap, I thought, why did I say that? I know better.
She replied, with a smile,
"No it isn't."
I then asked her
"What's your name?"
"Susie," she replied.
I then said
"Susie...watch this!"
I jumped up onto a table, and turned the lights of the room on by commanding them to do so. I then jumped into the air and flew. I flew through the ceiling to a room that looked very similar to the one I was just in. Susie said something to me, I'm not sure what anymore, but she sounded happy and excited.

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I was working for the company that Ryan works for in waking life. I had a house right down the street from Ryan, and Austin, an ex, was Ryan's next door neighbor. I had the van that Ryan has to drive for his job. It was parked in my driveway.

I was in the van when Austin came over. He entered the van, and started to make out with me. His pants were down, and I could see everything. I pulled away and told him
"No, I can't Austin, I have a boyfriend."
He got up off me and stopped trying to seduce me. He went back to his house.

Ryan then came over, and was trying to explain some things about the job to me. Another van pulled up in my driveway and started to load things into it. Ryan told me that was normal. I remember seeing a saw with a black handle and 3 other tools next to my van, but I can't remember what the rest were. Upon second glance, they were gone. I figured Ryan must have picked them up.

Then, I was driving the van on the interstate, and I lost control of it. I couldn't brake and I was stuck in the middle of a turn. I was also going very fast. I tried to stay calm, and I hoped I was dreaming.

Hey, look at that, I'm dreaming again! I flew out of the top of the van to escape, and flew up, up, up into the night sky. I tried calling out "Increase vividness!", but the dream faded.

Then, I had a false awakening in the van. It was morning now, and Ryan was there. I asked him what had happened. He said something about the van, something about finding me unconscious somewhere.

02.03.2011

School, IB, and Turtle (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Log: 11:00pm Wednesday, March 2, 2011
6:00am
Hours: 7:00m Alarm: 6:00 Audio: None

This dream starts out in a classroom that is on the second floor. I was getting ready to do a project or assignment of some sort, and i needed my dad to bring me something. I was looking out the window at the line of cars piled up outside the school, desperately looking for him. I finally saw him and headed downstairs to go get what i needed. I was in the lobby of the school and i saw that he was waiting there all along and that there was no reason for me to be waiting, i was kind of pissed... I got my polygonal snake figure form him, tried to explain to him what i was doing, then rolled my eyes as he didn't understand, and then i walked away.
The dream either changed or transitioned, but i was now in an office of the school and i saw an administrator that was not my couselor but her role in the dream was such. She asked me why i wasn't doing IB and trying to convince me to join again. She led me to a door, and she was talking about megetting something, i cannot remember what. But i walked through the doors and went through few others. Soon Jaocb had come with me and we were wandering together through this what seemed now to be a hardware store. I told him i was looking for a tiny turtle. We looked and looked, and in the process, we kind of messed aorund in the store, but we knew we were allowed to be there and we weren't doing anything wrong. But soon we came upon a big scary guy, who was apparently an employee. He was rude and told us we shouldn't be there. I told him that we weren't doing anything wrong but he insisted on fighting and taking us down. There was a slight crowd around us now, but it was just him and me now. He started out the fight ok, but i titally owned him beyond belief in a wise, planned out, Sherlock Holmes way. It was amazing and everyone was cheering.

28.02.2011

School and Clothing (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Log: 6:00am Monday, February 28, 2011
6:20am
Hours: 0:20m Alarm: 6:00 Audio: None

I obviously got more sleep than 20 minutes, but i only remembered this dream.


The dream starts as i sit bored in a classroom. I start to get organized as the class comes to an end. I had to grab a lot of clothing for some reason, i had two pairs of shoes, a pair of shorts, and something else i can't remember. I got it all in my arms and backpack on as i left the class, and as i left, about a program the school was doing that involved giving points equal to those of the dumb people to the smart people, Austin Swaim walked out saying some stupid remark about it. I walked out and i was headed toward homeroom. I went up the stairs, and when i got to the top i saw Sam and we grabbed hands and i told her i would meet her back here, because i had to find my shoes that i lost. I looked around and decided to go down the stairs again, but as i was trying to get down the stairway that was kind of small, Mrs. Frazer was at her desk getting something, and as i tried to step down, Franklin put his arm out and stopped me. Apparently Mrs. Frazer needed to talkto me and the other homeroom people. I told her that i would have the money next time (For something having to do with Cancer...). So i decided to go back upstairs instead and i then saw a shoe lost and found! A few people, 3 or 4 were there frantically trying to find their shoes before class starts, and i saw mine right there! But, before i could go over and get them, my brother woke me up, his voice saying my name through a dream character, and then i woke up. It was awesome.

Dynamite Town

I’m flying! I’m close to the ground, no cars, just a big long road in the country surrounded by yellow and orange autumnal trees. I let my muscles go limp and the wind takes me higher, passed the power lines. If I go too high I get a little nervous I’ll never come back down, so I stabilize myself a few feet above the power lines. “It feels so good to be flying, finally,” I say.The wind is warm and everything feels exhilarating.

A tiny voice in my head starts talking to me: it’s my mom! I lose lucidity. She wants me to go get “Cochla root” for my dad, who has a bit of back pain. I need to go to the medicine woman we see for the herbal nutrition we buy from her.

Luckily, my school is having a trip to the same area today! Now I’m on a bus, looking out the window. We’re here, in the little mountain town where she lives. I call it a “boomtown” but for other reasons: all around us, people are working with dynamite in the mountains to access the gold and coal that are inside. The surroundings are all dirt and mud with laborers outside on this particularly rainy day. The houses are scattered boxes on the fields passed the dynamite lands. The bus rides through on the only paved road I see.

Out my window I see a girl who’s working. I look in her eyes as she works. There’s a connection here, one that I’m uncertain of but I feel something. I want her to look at me, but the bus passes before she turns.



Ahead, the other bus of students is returning from the town, going home. There is only enough room for one bus, but this isn’t a problem in a dream. Our bus kind of goes “over” the other bus, without an accident or anything dangerous, we are on the same track but on different levels of the same road. My POV is inside the other bus as it passes below us. I see Heather sitting alone, crying. I know she’s having an anxiety attack because of all the dynamite and danger around her. Jack is in my bus and starts taunting her.

“Jack,” I say. Everyone on both of the buses stops talking. “Shut the FUCK UP.” He does. We move on.

We get to our destination soon. It’s a old fort house a little ways passed the main dynamite mountain area. Inside, I get a little scared; this is a haunted house-esqe attraction, not an informative guide through the history of the town. Although I’m scared, me and my friend Celina are the first to run in. The doorway frightens us: when you walk over it, it rains on you. This was terrifying in my dream!

We sit down against a wall and let everyone else explore the house. I go into the kitchen where the witch doing all this scary magic is kneading bread. I ask her about the medicine woman and where I can see her.

“You’re on the same road but this is the wrong house,” she says. I feel embarrassed. I sit back against the wall with Celina and text Heather. Eventually everyone has explored the scary house and we leave.

On the way home we stop at a McDonalds and I order two chicken nuggets. I receive my order and they are huge, about half the size of me! I can’t wait to give these to Heather (I’m vegetarian), but they’re really heavy and difficult to pull along.

The scene shifts to me in the back seat of a car. My Uncle Pat is driving. I don’t want to tell my mom that I didn’t get the Cochla root and she’ll have to drive back to the town. I think of ways to tell her the bad news. My Uncle is going really slow and when I notice this, he hits the accelerator and goes through a shortcut home: through a bank parking lot and then through a school playground. Before we reach the playground, my POV shifts to above the car, as if there is no car, only me and him floating (but I still “feel” that we are in a car). We start passing through the fence into the playground and I see a bunch of curved spoons on the ground.

“That’s where crack addicts do their drugs. If I was going to do crack, I’d do it here,” I say.

On the playground, we pass a teenager on a small child’s bike. Now I am riding the bike.

It has backwards peddle brakes which are so foreign to me that I just don’t brake. Instead, I kind of idle around the edge of the playground until I can cross the street. I go for it without looking, and a car almost hits me: it was my mom, we’re both going home. I find this funny.

Peddling home, I stop on the side of the street to collect some acorns that have fallen from a tiny tree. My uncle’s voice booms to me: “Stop, let’s go home!” I tell him to wait a minute and then we proceed home.

Fragment

(Copied directly from my dream journal, I can’t make sense of it)
Me + a lot of people, nighttime, afraid on couches in a big house. Julia. My cat forms into a square of space + I wake up with her still there.

Dream - Lucid - AP

I was in some building at a computer. It looked like one of the computer labs at my college. I was checking my email and my school assignments. I realized that I had not done 2 assignments for my bosses at work. I figured I would be able to make it up and they wouldn't care that I was turning it in late.

Then, one of my bosses announced that all the people in the room needed to split into 2 groups, one who had completed the homework, and one that was behind. I joined the one that was behind. My boss was the leader of that group, and said that he would give us half credit for completing the assignments late. I figured half credit was better than no credit at all, so I decided to get going on the assignments.

I was then back at the computer, and one of the assignments was posted by my coworker, Jessi. She had written it all in lowercase letters, and wherever there was the letter 'i', she had typed two 'i's" ('ii'). Then, at some point I was talking to my other boss.

Then, I was in the shower, and Jessi was outside the shower, reading the assignment to me. My assignment was something creative I think, and I had to be in the shower to complete it. In front of me was a 11 or 12 year-old-girl. She was kind of big with medium-length brown hair. I only ever saw the back of her, but I was helping her shower or something. I was talking her through it. She got out of the shower, and I realized that I had been in the shower for a very long time, and I had barely showered myself. I think I had only cleaned the top half of my body. The water started to get cold, and I felt like I needed to get out even though I wasn't finished.

I stepped out of the shower, and there was a lot of excess water pooled in the bottom of the shower. I drained it. I was in front of a classroom. The kids in the classroom were talking about how long I had been in there, and it was about time I got out. In the front of the room, I spotted a guy, Steve, whom I was friends with in the 8th grade, and haven't seen since in waking life. He looked exactly how I remember him. We talked for a bit. Then, my friend Courtney came up, and Steve asked her to get coffee with him.

Then, I was at Steve's house for some reason, and he was laying on a couch. He said something about getting coffee, and I said "Oh with me?", but then, I remembered that he had asked Courtney and I said "Oh, you're getting coffee with Courtney. You guys will have fun!"

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I was driving, looking at the stormy-looking clouds. I thought I saw a tornado forming. The clouds looked really cool.

Then, I was at a local restaurant where my coworker Jessi had apparently started to work (her boyfriend works there in waking life). She was training on the register with a manager, and I was talking to her about the new job while I ordered my food. Then, she said "Oh, are you a student?", or something like that. I said yes, and she handed me a cup. She said something about me getting another drink for being a student. She started to ask me another question (I realized she was going to do this 3 times total), and I realized that she had charged me $3.89 for the first drink. I thought that I was supposed to get it for free, so I told her I didn't need another drink, and I didn't know I was getting charged for it. She took it off my bill.

dreamBirthday Party

I’m in the car with Pehry. He’s driving pretty recklessly with someone else in the front seat telling him to slow down. We take a sharp turn into my dad’s auto shop. The parking lot is full of tiny cars for children but exact versions of their bigger counterparts. I keep saying I want one, and then remember that I “have” one, a tiny tan minivan. It’s parked out back.

We get out and go into my dad’s shop. It’s a party inside; it’s my birthday! My family and friends are all inside. No one pays too much attention to me, but in my dream world this isn’t strange and I am content just walking around looking at the things in the shop.

I walk over to my Nana who is sitting around a turntable. There are old nursery rhyme records all stacked on it. I go through it and each one is colored and decorated with story elements: one is green with a frog, one is red with a pony, one is blue with a bear, etc.

My mom comes over to me and gives me a little ticket. It says “dunk house” and I interpret this as a ticket for me to go into one of those dunk booths at the fair. I quickly give it back to her, and she explains that my Nana is in the dunk house at the fair this year and with this ticket I can dunk her no matter if I hit the target or not.

Everyone keeps doing their thing at this mini-party and Autumn comes in from somewhere. She has her school bag, and I “know” that the door behind me connects to a few classrooms. Because she’s really big, everyone gets nervous and kind of moves towards the middle of the room to make room for her (she’s not THAT big).

She comes over to me and talks about missing a certain project that she’ll have to re-do.

“What? No, that project was that we had to listen to records in class. Why would you have to do that out of school? It’s so easy and dumb,” I say. She has her usual bad attitude and just shrugs her shoulders and says mean shit about everyone around us.
Someone outside is driving a specially-made car.

“Isn’t that the car Marty made that runs off blood instead of gasoline?” I say.

“Yeah I know about Marty,” Autumn retorts as if it’s “cool” to know Marty and she wanted to make sure I knew that she knew about him. We talk about how the problem with the car is that the blood soaks through the seats and stuff so your clothes get bloody and you can’t keep papers on the seats and stuff like that.

Fragment

I walk into a really small classroom. There’s a substitute teacher (who is an actual teacher at a school I went to) and a chocolate cake sitting on the only table in the room.

“Fuck yeah!” I say as I come in and sit down. The kids behind me are excited too: cake and a substitute. I have déjà vu (or perhaps I dreamed this before, or perhaps a dream memory) that I had been to this class and had cake before.

I get a little embarrassed because I don’t know how to sit without being too close to anyone. Kate (a…friend of mine) is here. We all take big slices of cake and talk about dumb things.

We have a project to do in class: listen to a few certain records. The teacher changes from the substitute to my old U.S. History teacher.

Fragment

Jack, Heather and I are looking through a big dumpster of metal scraps, looking for good pieces to put into a trash compactor. We are having a lot of fun doing this.

Fragments of Fragments

• A room made of zebra print. Not painted over or wallpapered, but the structure is the patterns of zebras.
• I check a letter written to Morpheus, looking for a response. I go through sheet after sheet, looking for markings.
• I go downstairs and make myself toast.

26.02.2011

Dream 6 - Play nice (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was walking home from school and I turned around and my friend was surprisingly angry. I'm not sure what he was angry at but he was swinging his bag around like a flail or some shit. I ignored it and kept walking through the trees and ended up in a heath which exists in real life. What I didn't notice about this heath is that there were a hell of a lot more trees all around it. The nerdy kids were all walking in a group and then one of them dropped the other to the ground. I turned around and my friend's step-brother ran at me and jumped like 3 meters in to the sky and the dream ended before he tackled/belly flopped me.

I used 100mg b6 about an hour and 20 minutes before sleep (I couldn't sleep. I was supposed to sleep within 40 minutes.).

(Also, this is the first dream published using the dream journal programs actual publish button.)

23.02.2011

School Mall and Water Park (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Log: 9:30pm Wednesday, February 22-23rd, 2011
6:00am
Hours: 8:30m Alarm: 6:00 Audio: None
WILD: No

Yet again i woke up naturually, but this time it was at around 2 in the morning, and a second time at around 4 in the morning. When i did the waking up, i immediately and alertly sat up and said, " Yup, i woke up." And then checked the clock.

I was on the second level of the school, and i needed to go down to the first floor. As i was walking down the steps that lead into the East Atrium, the step wound more than usual and there were numerous couches lined up in the outside of the stairs. They were out of the way so people wouldn't trip or be blocked by them. There were names engraved in the couches. The intercom was saying something along the lines of the fact that the names of really scholarly people and people who have achieved great things at Lakewood High School. I aspired and knew that i would be on ther ein the very near future. So as i got closer to the bottom of the stairs, i saw Mr. Castagna and another administration official. I was fairly far away and i could hear them anyway. They were talking about me as i walked down. They said things about how well behaved i was and how shocking and delicious my smell was. I smiled and kept going trying to avoid them so they wouldn't see me. I saw a glassed in room where there was a water machine thing. It was a water park of some sort. My whole family was there, and i wanted to avoid them, so i went in, tried it out, and left before they could see me, and afterwards i was out in the hall of the mall and as they came out i ran to hide form them. And that's all i can remember.

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23.02.2011

New Semester Math Class (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This dream starts out in my math class. It's the start of a new semester and all new people are in the class. Jacob was there, and for some reason i came in late. I was flustered as i looked for papers and things and tried to get ready. People were talking around me and there was one girl in particular who was talking to me, i was listening, but not intently. Jacob was talking andi could hear him talking in an extreme New York accent, and it was relaly entertaining. But the thing is, he only did that when we had a class together. I was talking about it and laughing about it as the class went on. And then it ended.

Afterwards, i had a false awakening in which i told Jacob about the dream i had with him in it. I've done this a few times before where i tell people about dreams i've had with them, but in a False Awakening.

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23.02.2011

Walker's Diary (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This dream was short and sweet. Walker and I were in my living room talking with some other people, and he was writing in a diary that had the word "Wednesday" on it. I was curious as to what information was going into his dairy. So i wanted to grab it. Before i did i figured things in it would involve what he has done wrong and what he's gone through. So i grabbed it, and he chased after me, and instead of trying to get me, he grabbed MY diary, causing me to give his back. Then it ended.

Dream Lucid Sleep Paralysis Non-Dream/Side notes

This dream was scary and yet fun. I don't remember what took place when. I dreamt that I was joining a different school, Oakmead (this school does exist in real life, however I have no idea what it looks like). I was being shown around by some old guy and I remember two buildings kind of like the ones in the level of THPS2 called school II, and I remember at some point being in a classroom/office on a second, higher floor with huge crowds of people protesting against something.



The place that reminded me of school II from THPS2



The road to the school and the second floor.

The road to the school I also remember. The crowd stopped halfway down it. I remember being in a crowd of students entering the school too but it felt like I had been there for ages.

I was reminded of this dream by stumbling across the name of the school on facebook.

It really irritated me that I didn't reality check during this dream because what happened in it definitely isn't normal.

Update, 2016: I went in to their sixth form. It was nothing like the dream. Hilarious though, reading back on what my 13-year-old self dreamed about.

There are some earlier dreams from last night that I only have vague recollections of.

1. I'm at my parent's place, and my ex boyfriend comes over to see my mom. I'm super pissed about it.

2. I'm in some self-serve cafe trying to figure out how everything works. The deserts look really good.

3. My mom has entered me in some pageant for goth kids or something. This is confusing to me as I do not consider myself goth at all. My mom and I argue about it for some time. I get up to use the bathroom. In the mirror, I see that I am myself at 14 years old. Black hair, black lipstick, black eyeshadow and all.
I go back and sit with my mom. I hear them call my name which means it's my turn to go up for the pageant. I don't want to at all. I don't even want to be here. Everyone is watching me as I stand up, and I just start running as fast as I can. I'm out the door, outside, running through the parking lot and into the nearby woods. As I am running I somehow realize that this must be a dream.

Lucid:
I stop on the path I am running on and fall to my knees. I feel dirt and chipped wood of the pathway and it feels just like it should. I look up to see a large stage coach rounding the corner up ahead and coming towards me. I don't feel like dealing with this for some reason, so I hurry off the path and start to spin. When I stop spinning, I find myself at my old elementary school playground. There are kids playing everywhere and it seems to be recess or lunch time. I walk into the playground and it all seems so real. So much so that as I pass a kid, he bumps me and knocks my bag off. Even the sounds are real. Kids yelling and laughing, whistles blowing, seagulls, everything! I see an old teacher that I had when I went to this school. I am surprised she is still here. I walk over and start talking to her. I ask her if she remembers me, and she says that she does. "But, this is a dream, right?" I ask. She nods. I ask her if she ever lucid dreams and she says that she does all the time.

I decide to go in and explore the school. I start to walk around the side of the building, and I notice that the gym door is open. I walk through the gym and it is much as I remembered it, although not quite. A few things were changed. No matter. I continue through the gym and come out the other side by the office. The secretary is young and I do not recognize her at all. I have a sudden mischievous whim and I decide that I am going to piss off the principal. Walking just into the doorway of his office, I see that he is on the phone. He looks up at me, and I make an obscene gesture. "Can I call you back?" he says to the person on the phone. He starts to chase me through the hallways, and I laugh because I know he cannot catch me because I can run as fast as I want. There's a big janitors cart in the hallway and I push it on it's side as I run past, creating a barrier. Then I start to spin again. I want to keep exploring!

After spinning, I end up on a beach somewhere. It's nighttime and it's so dark I can barely see. I am only sure that it's a beach because I can feel the moist sand and hear the waves. This is not as interesting as I had hoped, so I start to spin again.

I have a false awakening, where I spin so hard in the dream that my real body starts to spin too, and I roll out of bed. I get up and start updating my dream journal, only to really wake up shortly after and realize that I had to start all over.

I know I only explored an elementary school, but damn if that wasn't the coolest thing I have experienced in a long time! I think I am finally getting the hang of staying lucid for more than a few seconds!