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Gotta play catch up again. I've been so busy these last few days!

Also, it's important to note that I'm adding a new color! Purple now indicates semi-lucidity.

7/31/10

1- Slave to my Own Bloodlust
Poetry usually comes so naturally to me... And this is about Artemis. It should be easy. So why am I struggling? I am frantically trying to get a few more words down before class starts, when I am interrupted by the janitor. He wants me and several other students to accompany him on a brief errand. I readily follow, hoping that the trip takes longer than planned. Anything to get out of admitting that my homework isn't finished.

Upon returning, I head slowly for the door--- when I realize that I left all my stuff in the janitor's van! When I hurry back to retrieve it, I am somewhat disconcerted to find that the creepy ghost kid who haunts the school has stolen it. Great. That means a trip down to the basement.

The kid is not pleased to see me. I spend a considerable amount of time trying not to die before I finally manage to retrieve my bookbag and split. I missed English completely. "Oops."

*time lapse*

I am walking down the hallway when my former Master, a Gorgon-like lady named Tybanta Silbane, appears in the mirror. Apparently she's still a bit PO'd about me ripping her eyes out and then ignoring her whenever she tried to contact me. "Did you think you could escape me so easily, Hazel?" she hisses. "You underestimate me. However, I'm willing to give you one last chance. Repent, and become my slave once more, and your life shall be spared."

My answer is a savage kick to the mirror, shattering her image and sending glass everywhere. Maybe now she'll get it through her thick, snakey head that I work for no one but myself.

She may be annoying, but she's still a Goddess. Her wrath is rather frightful on a dark night. Fortunately, I have lucidity on my side to quell the fear.

*time lapse*

Now only semi-lucid, walking with the baseball team to Silbane's lair. They have practically reached cult-hood in their near worship of her, and she gives them plenty of drugs to keep them happy. My brother is afraid that he will be turned to stone by her gaze. "She's not really a Gorgon," I tell him, "but her eyes are her strength. Slashing them out is your best bet if she comes after you."

Inside, she has her place set up like a fortune-teller's tent at a carnival. The words "Tybanta Silbane, the Magnificent," are written in elaborate letters across the table where she sits. Her only acknowledgement of my presence is a slight, sinister smirk. She plans to kill me.

The baseball team is standing in line, and she gives them each a shot of some kind of drug. Soon I am at the front. I know that my shot will not be as enjoyable as the others'. Just as she is about to inject the venom into my veins, I duck out of the way and deftly grab two sewing needles from a nearby basket, jabbing them violently into the dark Goddess's eyes. As she screeches in rage, I then proceed to chop her to pieces.

After the deed is done, I realize that I am sad to see her go. We had never really gotten along from the start, but deep down we had enjoyed each other's company.

I shouldn't have worried, though. Goddesses never stay dead for long.

Type: DILD.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

Notes:
In this long dream, I became lucid once but decided to go with the plot of the dream.

I was in the atrium of my school, a large, spacious central room with a triangular roof made of glass panels. You could hold a party in the room, it was so big. The doors were all lighter teal, and the tiles on the floor were large white and tan colors. On opposite sides of the room there were three doors, each to separate classrooms. The other two sides hosted the large main door and the back door, which both had large glass panels so you could see outside. I was outside the door of a classroom, leaning almost right up against the wall, waiting for the class to end. There were students walking past me but none of them acknowledged that I was there.

There was a random borderless mirror beside me, and I looked into it. Most of my face was unseeable because there was a patch of fog on the mirror. When I moved my face to try and see it better, the fog disappeared and reappeared, again in front of my face. It annoyed me, so I stopped looking and just waited for the classroom doors to open.

After a minute, the doors opened and I saw students from the grade lower than mine come out. There was a girl slightly shorter than me and with blonde hair down to her shoulders, and she looked at me as she walked past with the other students. "Hey, can I talk to you for a moment?" I asked her. She concurred and stepped away from the crowd, which was quickly ebbing away into the halls. "What is it?" I decided to play mysterious and not give her all the details. "Something's happened, and I'm not sure I can stay friends with you. I'm hoping you'll understand." Her only reaction was a dumbfounded expression and "what?"

"I know that I'm not giving you a lot of details... I really think it'd be best if we weren't to talk anymore..." I decided to leave it at that, so I turned away and began to travel towards the front doors of the atrium. There was a set of stairs to get up to the second floor, and I was going to take them. "Hold it," I heard the girl say very sharply. "You're f***ing crazy. What's going on?" She began to press and press as I turned around to face her. She looked extremely mad, and her eyes were wider than they used to be. "Please, just go away," I told her firmly. "I'm sorry."

She then lunged forward and tried to smack me across the face, but I fell backwards, getting up as quickly as I could but rather messily. She was breathing heavily now, looking almost like she wanted to murder me or something. "Come on," I told her again, almost jokingly, "this isn't worth it." I spun around and began sprinting towards the door, not looking back. Although from inside the building it looked light outside, when I actually got out it was dark. There was white-colored illumination from street lights though, which shone on a bumpy sheet of ice on the road. There was patches of snow here and there, covering up most of the grass outside. I saw a car which wasn't mine, but I figured I could use it to get away from the frightening student. It was a pale maroon-colored 60's vehicle that looked fairly worn down, but I got inside anyways. I pushed a large white button to the right of the steering wheel, between that and the radio consol. The car turned on with a "beep".

I began to drive it, pressing down on the gas pedal to turn around (it was facing the wrong way), and began turning the steering wheel. However, the ice on the road made it very difficult to steer properly. The car slide five or ten feet to the side, and then again when I tried to back up. I couldn't drive in this thing, so I had to walk. When I got outside the car, the sky was brighter, almost as if it were seven in the morning. There was much more light now, so I got to the sidewalk and began walking down the street. Instead of apartment complexes and gas stations like in real life, there were single story houses along either side. I began to run again, and ran until I got to a juncture consisting of four small, white, modern buildings, attached together in a pinwheel fashion. The corners were touching but there was no way to get from inside one to the other without first going outside. I took refuge in one of them. There was black barbed fence surrounding them, except for a few medium-sized openings, and a few large green dumpsters. There were many cardboard boxes as well.

Inside the building I chose to enter, there was solid tan flooring, and the walls were brick that was painted white. The whole building consisted of one room, which was littered with brand-new couches and television sets. I sat down in one of the chairs, which was comfortable. Only a minute or so passed before the student appeared in the door, which I thought was impossible. I told her to "stop" and she did, then I performed the finger-through-palm reality check. I really had to push my for my finger to go through, but it did, and then I knew I was dreaming. It only took a second to realize that I've never had a dream quite like this one before, so I decided to egg the student on instead of telling her to leave.

"Keep doing what you're doing," I told her commandingly. "You're boss," she said. That made no sense until I woke up, but anyhow, she then began to advance on me. I felt my lucidity beginning to wane, so I ran at her and tried to punch her. She dodged it and my fist slammed into the bricks, creating a hole. I could see red but there was no blood on my hand, so it must have been the red bricks underneath the paint. I then lost my lucidity almost all at once, but I continued to hit her. "I said to leave me alone!" I said, rather aggressively, and managed to land a blow to her collarbone. She recoiled and touched where I punched her as if in pain. "A**hole", she called me, and slowly backed away through the door, slamming it shut. I finally managed to get rid of her.

Moments later, she came back into the building with a large steak knife. I had a burst of panic, so I turned around and bolted towards a door that suddenly just appeared out of nowhere. I opened it and ended up in an alley consisting of a black dumpster, more black barbed wire, and brick buildings fairly close together. It was now daytime-brightness outside, so I could see everything. I began to climb up along the barbed wire, which didn't injure me at all. I must have been fifteen feet off the ground when the girl appeared outside, swinging the knife. I held my hand out for her to stop, but as I did, she took off my index finger. I shouted "ouch", although there was no pain. I looked at the stub of my finger and although it was flat and red, there was no blood coming out. The girl had vanished.

The next thing I knew, I was back on the ground, holding what was left of my finger. I sat down cross-legged and leaned back against the black wire, looking up at the sky because I wasn't sure what to do next. Then someone appeared; she was a woman in her thirties with long brown hair, wearing a casual dress. "Hey, what's wrong?" she asked me. I showed her my finger. "Someone attacked me."

She pulled out what looked like a finger puppet, but it was very plain; the only thing on it was the color grey. She took my finger and put it on, and it filled up exactly what part of my finger had been cut off. She took a small sewing needle and some yellow thread, sewing it on painlessly. When she was finished and I had a look at it, I could move my finger again. When I looked up, she was gone.

Although I never get a lucid dream yet, this morning I (almost) accomplished a feat i have never done before; remembering TWO dreams in ONE night. Today again I woke up right after a dream (about 5 or 5:30) and remembered the dream i just got out of. Going back to bed, it was a guarantee I would dream one more time and have 2 to write in my journal. Unfortunately, I had to go play golf with my father at 6. Out of luck. I tried to go back to sleep but nope. My fathers alarm clock buzzed. Times out.

The dream:
In my classroom at my high school. I am sitting at my place but nobody is with me. I look around and see Alexis, Antoine, Yussef and Eric behind me. At the end of the class there is Catherine and Severine (see Wave 2) with Etienne. He hugs Sev. I think its pathetic, since shes not his GF and she thinks hes ugly. Then my French teacher starts talking to the class. She refers to Alexis as the French fry, cause hes blond. She did some comments about the organisation of the class and how a teacher could help you with your binders (?). Then Eric says something racial against Muslims in the class. I think at that point our teacher is a man.

At recess in my primary schools yard, he walks and talks to his friends when he sees all the Arabic kids of the school. He starts to walk away and puts on his hood but they gang up on him and chase him around. I pop up and walk behind them while talking to Karim (who is a Muslim) and asking him of its really that funny. He answers yes and I agree in my head. Then at some point he pulls out a shovel and tries to hit me. I stop it with my hands. The dude is freakin crazy in real life, i wouldnt be surprised if he hit someone with a shovel. This happens in front of my French teacher who doesnt say a thing. End of Wave 4. Wave 5 coming up tonight.

I have decided on a new way of describing rooms and smaller areas since I reckon I've done a pretty poor job of it so far. The door of the room is always North.

Non-lucid
Lucid

I was in a fairly small room, I was sitting on a stool in the south-westerly corner, playing on a hi-hat and three of my chums where sitting on a brown leather sofa against the eastern wall. One of my teachers was there, talking about something, I was too engrossed in the hi-hat to take note. I then heard him say, “I will see you all next lesson”. Now, I knew it was currently the summer holidays so I did a reality check. Bingo! The room went dark. I tried to look at my hands so I could do another but it was too dark to see. I look toward the door which is a little off north east, if you know what I mean. The door lead to a hallway lit with sodium lights. Benny was walking a little ahead of me, he said something to the teacher who replied with, “I don't think you're in my lesson.” Benny gives his characteristic confused look and carries on walking. I see the door up ahead, and I am also looking at all the Dcs. I try to talk to one, but he had a speech defect, so I couldn't understand or remember what he was trying to say. I walk out the door into a town. It's more of a park than a town. There was a small fountain in front of me. It was a small column of stone, reaching my waist and it had rocks piled on top of it, with water coming out the top of course. I leant on it, and reached for the water. It was cold. I noticed a group of school children who were all looking at something. I went round to see and there was a boy holding a dog he threw it on the ground. Nobody reacted.
The dream ended.

Key:
Non-Lucid, Lucid, Commentary/Notes, Hypnagogic Hallucinations
i Inner Awareness, a Action, f Form, c Context.

I really need to stop being so lazy about writing down my dreams ASAP. The first fragment was a long dream that I recalled fully but have forgotten over the course of the day. Silly me! The second I also recalled fully, but can only remember the end.

Cousin Fragment

I had a dream that featured my cousin C ( c ).

I haven't seen said cousin for a long time so I think I'll mark her as a dream sign.

Barter Fragment

I was walking with S, a hot redhead. I got the sense that she was my girlfriend ( c ). We looked over and saw my old school to the left ( c ). There was a old guy in a blue suit selling clothes ( c ). She wanted me to go and buy her a horrid looking purple knitted cardigan. I went over to the guy and haggled with him for a while ( a ). A moment later I returned to S without the cardigan but I had made some kind of deal with the guy to get it later -- I don't really recall.

I find this dream interesting because the girl in question I have never been especially attracted to despite her objective beauty. It's just weird to me that I would be dating her in a dream.

This is one of my
Five-Star Lucids

Type: DILD.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

This is one of the best dreams I've ever had, both in terms of lucidity and control. I was almost completely aware, and my dream control worked for just about everything.

I was in the debate room of my school, which had solid dark cream flooring, a long rectangular whiteboard on the wall and neatly arranged desks, all facing that board. I was in class with my friends, and a student in the upper grade walked in, handing out single sheets of paper to everyone. I looked at it and I saw a "who, what, where, when" style of invitation. It was an invitation for an event at the school. I remember it saying that Edward Norton, the actor, was coming to present a seminar on acting.

The dream then changed briefly: I'm at home, and anxious for the next day. Then it changed back and I was at school again; I was sitting in the same room as before, but this time there were less people. Norton was at the front of the room with some sort of PowerPoint projected up on the wall. At the end of the seminar, after everyone left and he was packing up, I became lucid. I was now almost completely aware that I was in a dream; I didn't even have to use a reality check. I could tell from the location and the fact that it looked different than usual.

"This is so cool!" I said, beginning to walk out of the room and into the atrium of the school. The color scheme is eggshell blue on the window frames and doors, and lighter whites, grays and beiges for the walls and tiles.

Click here for a floor map of the atrium.

I was now in the middle of the atrium, but the dream had a mind of its own. Although I didn't expect it to happen, Edward Norton had followed me and was looking up at the second floor. I did the same because there may have been something interesting up there, and there definitely was. Behind the silver cylindrical railing, there was a man all dressed in black with a ski mask covering his face.

"Are you here to mess up my dream?" I asked him, not caring if he were to jump down and attack me.

He didn't reply.

I laughed a bit and told the man, "go ahead if you want!"

At that moment, I decided to create this big, epic dream fight. I turned myself around to look at the entrance, where a bunch of other people I summoned were coming in through a door they smashed in, talking to each other; some were wearing all black and ski masks, some weren't... Some were running while others were walking patiently along.

I tried not to panic, as more people were entering the school than I expected. I produced a blast of fire from my hands; more specifically, fire that would only set the bad guys on fire and not the school. It worked and I created a long stream of fire aimed directly towards them. I didn't expect for Norton to be beside me, also creating fire using some kung-fu style moves which was actually pretty funny-looking. I couldn't help but burst out laughing.

I spun around and saw more dream characters coming in.

"Come on" I muttered, annoyed. I didn't summon those guys, only the ones on the other side of the atrium.

I held out my hand and shouted, "stop!" to the newcomers. I could hear shoes squeaking as they stopped mid-stride in surprise. "Go away. You can be in another one of my dreams."

They agreed and walked away. I turned around again and the others had frozen up, unmoving. Maybe because I was involved with too many dream characters at one time?

"Continue," I commanded, and the scene began to move.

All the bad guys collapsed on top of me, kicking and punching; it reminded me of a matrix-style fight. Unfortunately I couldn't see much past them, so I knelt down and created a huge blast of energy. It was bubble shaped and had a slight pink hue to it, but only in patches, like an actual bubble. It popped, and the enemies flew away into the walls of the atrium.

And that's where it ends. I would've recorded more, but I forgot the rest.

Type: DILD.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

The lucidity in this dream was very high! It almost felt like I was awake and totally aware. Although, I wouldn't have considered myself superlucid, as I didn't have too much control over a specific DC within the dream...

I can't remember too much, but I do remember that I was on the sidewalk at the beginning, next to some average city buildings. A couple of them were short, built from burgundy and red bricks, and others were stucco. It was a potluck of different buildings, but it looked pretty normal. I became lucid from a blast of awareness, and I observed the dream for a few seconds, just looking at the details of the location and breathing in the air. I did an RC for fun by looking at my palm, and I had seven fingers all fanned out on my right hand. I looked down the street and thought about what I could do.

Suddenly, I saw my Healthy Lifestyles class teacher walking down the sidewalk, in her gray yoga pants and a black hoodie. She came towards me and said angrily, "you, get back to school!"

This unnerved me slightly, but I managed to keep most of my lucidity without losing focus. "You have to go, now!" she continued.

I told her that this was a dream. I also stated that I was right in the middle of deciding what to do, and to please leave me alone. I didn't want to disrespect her, even though she was just a DC. She told me that I wasn't dreaming, and to stop being silly, but I persisted. She made a rude remark and stalked away.

Type: Regular
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

I'm at the park and it seems to be around midday. There's a large play area, like the ones for kids with the swings, the seesaw, the slide et cetera. I go up to a small zipwire that takes you from one platform to another. Suddenly, when I hold the contraption that connects me to the wire, everything seems bigger, the height, the fall and the distance across. I feel like there are many people behind me waiting for their turn too. B' right behind me and he tells me I should go. I zipwire through the air, at a fast rate. I land back in the park's platform that has a joint yellow slide. Strraight after I land B follows. He pushes me as he goes along. For a while, I just stare at his legs and then I'm somewhere else.

At this point, I'm in Wales, though I have no idea how I know that for sure, but the large mountains give me a big clue. I feel scared because I need to get to school somehow, yet I don't even live here! I feel mad at my dad who just left me at the pavement to find my way even though I didn't see him, I know he did. After desperately looking around, Natalie appears, and suddenly we're at her house, a nice beach type home with white walls and wood banisters. [In real life I have never been there but I'm glad my imagination created such a place]. I'm only with her for a while, for when I go downstairs she's not there anymore. However, there is someone waiting below, reading a magazine with a cowboy hat on, Uncle Andrew. He says something but I can't remember what exactly, though I remember that he looked pleased to see me.. I look at him then go outside where strangely enough, I see old woman in dresses and old men in tuxedos walking in the street. It didn't feel strange at the time, instead I felt like I knew where they were going somehow and that it was a good thing. I wake up after that. -[I found it hard to remember this dream, partly because I had to wake up quickly to get ready to leave the house, but also partly because it seemed to move very fast, like I wasn't in one place for very long.]

Again I didn't have very good recall, I actually suspect that I had a few lucid moments but didn't maintain them very long.

I'm driving a Lexus except it doesn't use normal controls it uses a Wiimote kind of thing. Some of my old school friends are there. Walter from fringe is in the car and comments about the heated seats at some point. We're traveling towards the yacht club in the town where I grew up. Instead we go to my house and I argue with my dad about being late. I try to find my own car to leave and can't find it.

not sure if this is the same dream or a new one... Some girls that I knew from school are at the same house as above, the house and next door are busy undergoing alterations. We go inside... the dream fades

I sky dive with some of my friends into carrington road from very low altitude. One friend opens his shoot too late but lands on it and he's fine. We pack our chutes hoping to find a place to base jump.

regular dreams: 7-29-10

Elevator of Destiny

I was at school talking to some kid in the hallway. The countdown clocks were counting down fast, and my class was at the other end of the school and downstairs. I followed the kid hurriedly down the stairs and hallway until we reached this elevator. The clock still showed like 1min and 38sec, but I knew the elevator would take some time. There was some teacher guy standing by the elevator and he said something like “This elevator will take you to your destiny.” I got in the elevator and was worried that it would break down or something. Part of me knew this was a dream because I thought “If I keep on thinking that the elevator will break down, then it will.” I don’t remember what happened after that.



Germany Host Family

I was going to Germany for a week to live with a host family. I was going with other German students/teachers(who I never actually saw in the dream) who didn’t have enough students to go with them so they asked some Spanish students to come so I joined in.

I don’t remember the plane ride or arriving there. The first thing I remember was greeting everyone in their house. The girl who was going to be my friend/guide person in the house was Bethany(or Becca.. or Sasha.. or something). She was the same age as me. She lived with her mom, her dad, her older brother, and like 2 other sisters in a small house. I was kind of nervous to meet all of them at first, but when Bethany and I met we started talking and didn’t stop for what seemed like an hour. She was really easy to talk to, and we had a lot in common. One thing we had in common was photography. I told her I had a crappy camera and asked her what kind she had. I think she had some fancy camera and said she would show it to me later.

After awhile of talking, she took me upstairs to her room. Her room was about half the size of mine with a slanted ceiling. There was a bed in a corner that had velvet bedsheets and big white shelves with pictures on it on the opposite side. Everything was written in English, and I asked her why. She said that she spoke English pretty well and would write pretty much everything in it. At one time she was even doing her homework in English. We talked some more and then got tired and both of us fell asleep for like 5 minutes on her bed. I didn’t want to take a nap so I prevented myself from sleeping any longer and she woke up also and we went back downstairs.

She showed me the outside of her house, which was a neighborhood with small colorful houses. I really wanted to walk around the block and explore but instead we went back in the house. Her sister had out her camera that looked kind of like mine and insisted that we take a picture. I stood next to two of her sisters and one of them hugged me while her brother took a picture. It was kind of awkward but I went along with it.

Next thing I know, the whole family is going shopping. We went to this supermarket which was about the same size as grocery stores here. Bethany was walking really slowly while her mom and sister were walking really fast. I tried to keep up with them but then I lost sight of Bethany and got stuck with this black lady with an animal printed bandana. Her mom turned around and saw me rushing to keep up with them. I just didn’t want to lose that family in a store in Germany. She said something like “If you are going to freak out like that, I’m going to have to put this needle in your toe.” I have no idea what the point of that was, but the next thing I knew she was talking off my shoes and she put a small needle underneath one of my toenails. It actually didn’t hurt that much, but it started bleeding a lot. She went up to one of the cash registers and I tried to follow her but was kind of limping and couldn’t walk that fast.

When we got home, they unpacked there food and I felt bad about not helping them but I didn’t know where anything went. They made dinner, which was like salad and something else… I liked the food though. When I was done I put my fork and knive in the open fridge with all the other utensils(I don’t know why they put them there). They talked about the meal plan for the next few days, which actually sounded really good to me. It was like American food.

Then, Bethany’s brother and sisters wanted to take me to his brother’s room. I looked for Bethany but found her in her room with a sick bucket by her bed. She had some kind of flu. So I left her and followed her brother and sisters down some secret passageway. It look like 5 minutes of going through maze-like small hallways to reach his room. It was really cool though. The ceiling was low but the room was really wide. I thought it would be weird there without Bethany but it was actually kind of fun. They wanted to take me somewhere, I forgot where.. to like do something bad.. or put on a show or something in the neighborhood.. I agreed to it. They took me up this steep path but I couldn’t seem to get up a hill. I tried multiple times but just couldn’t make it. I don’t think I ever made it up that hill.

I remember going back to Bethany’s bedroom. It was now like the 3rd day. She was still sick, and I was sad that I didn’t get to spend any more time with her. I wondered when and if we were ever going to go to her school, which I was kind of excited/nervous about. At one point, my mom even came to visit. I felt kind of bad because I left without really telling anyone so I was worried that she would think I was missing. But there she was, sitting on the couch in the host family’s house. I don’t remember anything else.

During this dream, part of me recognized that I was dreaming but I really didn’t want to wake up because I was having fun and I wished that I could stay there until the week ended.

this one was strange. im in a bathroom at school, theres several people in it, just standing around for no reason, waiting for something. im in there waiting too, so i just kinda stand there. after a small memory gap, im outside the bathroom, in front of these two sets of double doors, which i have in my school. im kneeling in front of it, my stuff fell out of my backpack. but when i put it in, i couldn't stand up. it was very realistic, the feeling of weight on my legs, like i was trying to dead lift 200 pounds or something. thats all i remember, except i think everything fell out again.

Only remembered 1 dream last night

I'm setting up for some kind of event there is some kind of curtain/banner thing that needs to get washed no-one volunteers to wash it... Later I'm in my childhood home people are coming to stay my cousin S will have to sleep in my room. In my room I notice the curtain/banner thing my wife has been chopping green peppers, apparently because my son had holes in his school socks we are being punished by having to wash the banner and bring chopped green peppers to the school. I decide that this is ridiculous and am suddenly at the school fetching my son, I almost leave without talking to the teacher but decide against leaving. I have a word with her that this is ridiculous and that we won't be washing the banner or bringing the chopped peppers. WE walk toward another area in the school and cue up for something on the way I'm telling school kids to take off their school shoes to prove that lots of people have holes in there socks, I only find 1 with holes in. At this point I realize that I'm wearing a school uniform and start to complain that the other parents don't have to wear a uniform (I really should have become lucid here). We get to a place where we have to cue I'm talking to my wife about how the teacher will hate us forever but it isn't the teacher it's another teacher in the school who we know, I tell the principle about how ridiculous all this is. At some point I'm in the very back of the line and we're cueing for registration for a golf day. I'm at the very back with an unknown friend, I feel very intimidated and competitive. I'm showing my driver to my friend. I get to the front and I have been pre-registered and collect my stuff. I go through the stuff it includes pills and tags for your golf bad and other stuff, I organize it into my golf bag... I think I wake up at this point

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

For the duration of this dream, I was in a pretty average-looking classroom that had white walls and gray molding, while the size of the room must have been average, the shape rectangular. The carpet looked like teal Berber with bits and pieces of purple. Light tan desks with steel legs (not the wooden variety) were arranged in neat rows with even spacing. Each had a brown plastic chair, again with steel legs, pushed underneath. There was a long white board at the front of the room and the desks faced that direction.

The time must have been around lunch break.

At my school, people tend to eat in classrooms with their friends instead of in the cafeteria, so this reflected in the dream. There were around fifteen different students scattered around the room; four or five of them were in a close cluster in one corner in front of the white board.

One of the students was leaning back in her chair, with another one from the adjacent desk pulled close to her; her food and drink was on the chair as it acted like a table.

There were no other free chairs in that cluster of students, so I asked her if I could sit down, and she move her items to the desk. She pulled her food to one side of the chair; it was better than before but now I only had half of it to sit on. I didn't argue and instead just laughed and shrugged.

The student sipped some of her juice. I pulled out a generic sandwich from a blue fabric lunchbox that suddenly just appeared on the table. A student had also appeared on the other end of the table, her chair pulled in. She was eating a green salad with a less-viscous version of orange mandarin dressing. As she took a mouthful, she looked past me and suddenly laughed, getting a small piece of romaine on my leg.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry," she said, bursting out laughing and slightly covering her mouth. "At least I think that piece was clean."

(...What?)

I was driving to work and pulled my car up into the parking garage, but it was more like the valet area of the Tropicana Hotel (in Atlantic City where we just stayed for vacation). I pulled up into a restricted area and a parking police person pulled up behind me and I stuck my head out the window to tell them that I'm leaving. They left and I got out of my car and I see a cash register. I get behind it and start ringing people up. I rang up the same girl like three or four times and I got confused about how much change to give her back. Somehow I called a manager and told them I needed to count down my drawer and figure out how much change I owe this girl.

I guess I gave up on waiting for someone to come, so I got back in my car and drove to a neighborhood and parked my car and got out. I walked around and found I was at a school. It looked like my college campus, but it was really a daycare. There were people in blue shirts giving a tour and when I walked into all the different rooms, there were different activities going on for all the kids. I left and went looking for my car and didn't remember where I parked it. I had my key chain and I kept hitting the lock doors button to make the horn honk. I would hear it and run off in that direction. I swear I was all over the neighborhood looking for my car. I finally found it and the last thing I remember is driving around running red lights.

It's been hard to fall asleep recently, being snapped awake by the slightest sound, but I tried to maintain my mantra: "I will remember my dream".
All of yesterday I had been RCing using my keys which have sticky tape on them, sort of like a totem.

Dream 1:

I'm walking down the main road near my house, with a church friend, when we see a really old-looking house. It wasn't a run-down house, it just looked like it was from a long time ago.

My friend and I go inside and see an old person. At first I felt we shouldn't trust them, but they gave us a plate of food, which we set down on an antique table.

We're both looking around at the antiquities in the dusty living room, when I look under a bed and see lots of blue blankets. I then turn around and see my parents talking to the old person, and I woke up.

Dream 2... sort of

I don't know where I was, but it looked like I was standing inside my eyelid; everything looked like how it does when you close your eyes.

I held my hand up (after reading about the hand RC the previous night) and thought "Whoa, my hand looks weird" then I pull out my keys, as I had been doing the whole day, and the sticky tape wasn't there :O I thought "I must be dreaming!"

Then, just like a few days ago, I seemed to be getting sucked out of my dream, but I tried to mentally grab it and pull it back over me, then I woke up.

Dream 3

My entire school grade was at a mid-sized indoor swimming centre (Australian spelling ) at night.
The place was dimly lit, but everyone was having fun.

I was sitting with my group of friends, talking, when suddenly, out of the blue, one of the girls kisses me! I remember falling over, and the group was yelling in shock, then I woke up.



Yep, not very interesting, but I have read everywhere that I should keep a DJ anyway