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So I was having a school dream, which I have had about 3 or 4 in the last few weeks, and they have all been based around the same schedule and been going through the days of school. Yesterday I was supposed to go to my 2nd period, but I was forgetting which class was my 2nd class. I went to my first period class first which was Spanish, but it obviously wasn't my class and I didn't recognize anyone. I had to ask my girlfriend what class I was supposed to be in and she told me, so I went down the hall to my AP Lit class.
I went inside, and somebody told me they had a bug infestation but we were staying in there anyways. We were watching a documentary on bees, and the bugs that were in there were bees, spiders, and one more thing I don't remember. They were in designated areas across the room. At one point my dream was about to transform into another dream. There was some guy that said he could mess with the bees, hop on a motorcycle and get away from them. He tried it and EVERY bee chased after him and ended up killing him, but the bee infestation was gone. So that was a step up.
But then the dream began to change and I was on a boat I believe? I was with many people I had never seen and this part is pretty hazy. There were areas for each age group, up to 18 I believe. You were supposed to watch over the age group below you, so 17 - 18 watches over the 15-16 year olds. Which I am a part of. They would mess with us pretty often though. But it wasn't too big a deal. I don't remember much else, but a bunch of people were saying they saw a person that looked like Bruce Wayne, from Batman, but I didn't see it, but I did see that it was just my friend Trent. And he does not look much like him at all.

No recall for 8/20.

Moving Day
I'm moving into a college dorm of some sort, although I'm not carrying anything. I head up a stairway that's crowded with college-age kids, all chattering happily and getting to know each other. I see someone that looks an awful lot like Cara F. and for a second I think it actually is her, but then realize I'm wrong. The idea of a… dolphin-person?… comes into my head and I'm not sure whether I'm looking for a creature like this or if it's just a random mental image. There's a bend in the stairway and I continue up. Apparently Britney Spears is somewhere in the crowd; I pass a girl with black hair and hear her announce "I don't know about all that, I just know I'm talking to Britney Spears right now."

The stairway lets into a lobby-like area. There's a board with a list of names and their expected arrival dates; I'm on there and my date is listed as the 18th, which I know is "today", at least as far as the dream goes. There are only a few people listed under this date, but a lot more are arriving on the 19th and 20th, so I must be a little on the early side. Next to my name (just my first name) is my email address, but it's written strangely, with parentheses inserted and the @ sign spelled out as "at". I realize it's a spam blocking measure… but everything on the chart is hand-written, so what's the point? Also, obfuscation aside, I don't think my email address is actually spelled correctly.

I realize that instead of moving in right away I could be out socializing with the others and breaking the ice a little… it's typical of me not to think of something like that until after the fact.

One of the longest dreams I've ever had, that's for sure... It started out in what was apparently my house, even though it looked nothing like my house. My mom said that we were going to go to the local restaurant down the street. But when my dad showed up from work, a thunderstorm started. From this point on for a while, the dream just involved me getting ready to go. I was looking all around the house for my usual things, like my watch and my headphones. Next part of the dream was that I was in some sort of... Just... Weird place... Hard to describe. But I was getting chased by some people. Except that I was pretty much un-catchable. Next thing I know, I'm some kind of secret agent in my school. There's one specific person I'm looking for. He's standing outside of a computer lab in the hallway. I walk up to him and I beat him up I guess. So then I go into the computer lab and there's a class in there. One of his friends asks "Where's *Name*?" (I obviously don't remember the dudes name) And I respond with something like "I don't know..." All of these students were people who I don't know. There was only one person who I saw that I know. Then, the room seemed to be literally flooding with students, all starting from one corner. I remember shouting something, but I don't remember what exactly it was. There's a bit more to this dream, but I don't remember it. I got to the computer as quickly as I could tho...
But yeah... Pretty weird dream...

I am sitting on the floor in an old daycare that I used to attend when I was 4 years old. I am about the same age I am now (26) and a girl that I used to be best friends with when I was in junior high, Amanda, is there with me. She is sitting to the right of me. We are both sitting like children sometimes do, with our legs spread out to the sides in a V shape. We both have a giant piece of paper in front of us. My task is to write something about the person I am today. I feel unsure of what to write and I don't want anyone to judge me so I don't write anything. Instead I sit there and rip a piece of the top right hand corner off and play with it for awhile. I look to see if Amanda has written anything and she hasn't either.

The room is laid out exactly how I remember it in real life. The teachers desk is diagonally to the left of me. The back door to go outside to the playground is to my immediate left. The cubby room is right behind me. The bathroom is right behind Amanda. The classroom door that enters from the hallway is on the other side of the room to the right. There are lots of little kids in this classroom and we are way too grown to be in here with them! It seems a little strange to me but I don't think about it too much.

Amanda and I are now in the corner across the room playing around two desks. We seem to have built a 'fort' with our personal belongings, just like little kids often do. We decorated this area with our handbags, sunglasses, shoes and lip glosses.

Pauly D from jersey shore is in the room with us too. He is sitting on the floor near the door in a circle with about 3 other little kids. Next to them sits the teacher on the floor with the rest of the classroom sitting with her. I can feel Amanda's negativity towards me, like always. I pull out my iphone4 and suddenly a loud voice is heard from my phone saying, "annyeonghaseyo". It is my Korean language learning app and I am embarrassed. I quickly try to shut it off and suddenly Pauly D repeats it and then starts singing the entire Korean alphabet to me! I am impressed. He comes over and I ask him where he learned to speak the language. He tells that he works for the night club, "Bleu", and his manager made all of the employees learn to speak it. This excites me. I smile and say, "that's because a lot of Korean people must go there!!!!!"

Amanda starts feeling jealous that Pauly D is paying more attention to me than her so she begins to compete with me for his attention. She leaves me to go play poker with him and the other kids. I want to join but I am a little rusty on my poker skills and I am afraid if I play I will loose and look dumb. I sit behind Amanda and watch. The teacher says something to me but I forget. Amanda is flirting hard with Pauly D and totally ignoring me. I feel like I need to pee so I tell Amanda I am going to put my shoes on before going into the bathroom, because walking into the bathroom without shoes is just nasty. She looks at me with a vague expression and I get up and walk over to the corner where I left my shoes.

On my way I pass the bathroom. I look in and realize their are no doors or curtains, and the toilets are little tiny baby toilets! I decide I'd rather hold it than to be embarrassed by someone walking by and seeing me with my pants down. I put my shoes on and clean up all of my stuff so I don't loose anything. I feel excluded. I hang out in the corner by myself and decide I want to roll myself an ice cream cone. I end up rolling two. I use waffle cone wraps that are soft with vanilla ice cream. Pauly D walks over and asks if he can have one. I give him the 2nd one I rolled which is less pretty than the first. He stands there talking to me and I can feel Amanda getting extremely jealous and upset.

Back in high school.

All was the same as it is now -- I'm twenty, I'm a high school graduate, and I'm unemployed, so going back to school seemed like a good idea somehow. My first class, I'm not sure what the class even was, but I opened up my textbook and it was full of Kpop artists. I remember scanning the pages and found pictures of all but one member of 2NE1 (Dara). Whatever assignment we were supposed to be doing, I didn't hear the instructions over, so I just flipped through the textbook and read for my own pleasure. Not super important, but there was a mention of Clint Eastwood in that textbook that featured mostly Kpop stars, so yeah, that's interesting.

After that class, I carried my purse, my bookbag, and one textbook out with me. As I was walking through the halls, I saw a girl with whom I'm no longer friends in reality, but was close friends with since I was in sixth grade and during high school. I tried my best to ignore her, pretend to be looking off in another direction and not notice her crossing my path. I happened to drop my textbook by accident, which happened to be a good distraction. To my next class, I found some people I knew, people I went to school with who were graduates like me, and I asked them, "Why are we here when we've already graduated? How is being here going to benefit us any?" I don't remember their answers, but I believe it was supposed to make finding work easier somehow.

In my next class, which took place in the school library, there were several people, most of which were not yet graduates. I noticed the tables at which we were sitting (or at least mine) was either too tall or the chair was too short, so the surface came up to my chest and it was too high for me to write comfortably. The teacher was kind of a dick and wouldn't shut the hell up about how texting isn't allowed in class and a bunch of other stuff to which I wasn't listening. He then asked that if anyone had any questions, they write them down on a sheet of paper to be turned in to him. As I was writing my question, again, "How is attending high school for another year going to benefit those of us who have already graduated?" he read it over my shoulder, and seemed so thrilled. "You've already graduated?!" to which a fellow real-life graduate of mine raised her hand and said, "Yeah, me, too!" He said, "Well, okay, we've got some special jobs for you girls then," but didn't really get to telling us what they were.

Here's where it gets... more weird. I'm not sure, but I think I might have been walking home. I was walking through a familiar field of trees that, in reality, exists right out front of my elementary school, just across the street from my apartment. As I was walking, there was a large dinosaur in my path, and some younger students were in danger of him, so I had to fight him off (I think I had a whip or some other type of melee weapon). I had some help fighting him, but I can't remember from whom. Either small wild dogs, or small tame dinosaurs. After fighting him to the death and receiving thanks for saving those kids, I continued on my way. I sat at the edge of the road outside that field, I think waiting for someone to pick me up, and the girl I mentioned in the first portion of the dream, the one who, in reality, was my best friend and no longer is, she came down to sit next to me. We were talking and became friends again, but we were still discussing, "Why are we here? You and I are twenty and have already graduated, so why are we here? Isn't it weird?" Of course, again, I didn't really find an answer.

The rest of the dream is either really fuzzy or it made so little sense that trying to type out the events will seem counterproductive, but I'll sum it up by saying:
- I got in a cab, there was a fellow student in the front seat and I sat in the back.
- He had a huge crush on me, I guess because I was already a graduate, I was older than most kids there, and I seemed smart because of it.
- He tried convincing me he was also a graduate there and he was twenty-five, but I didn't believe him.
- Through some transition I can't remember or explain, I was no longer in the cab, but I was home, trying to make strawberry smoothies.
- I heard some kind of alarm coming from another apartment that I had never heard before, and it sounded serious. My sister went to check it out, and when she didn't come back, I went to check it out.
- I think the alarm was because a storm was coming or something, but my Mom's cat had followed me outside and found his way in a neighbor's apartment, so I spent the last bit of the dream trying to get him out without alerting my neighbor to the fact that I was intruding.

And then my boyfriend woke me up, so that's where my dream ends. I feel like I should note that, unlike most dreams where someone goes back to high school or to an old job, this one wasn't stressful at all. I was confused as to why I was there, but I was actually really, really excited that I might be able to so easily further my education, and that everything I would be tested over would be stuff I already knew. It was just going to be so easy, and I was really looking forward to it. I'm wondering whether it relates to my recent consideration of going to beauty school. Anyway, the constant questioning of "But why am I here?" might have been a split second of lucidity, and then something followed every time and distracted me from my questions (though obviously not permanently).

blue = day activity before sleep
dark orange = dream
red = lucid dream
Black = thoughts/notes

I kept the REM dreamer guide in my pocket and occasionally read the "REM dreamer signals inside a dream" part and visualized myself in those situations plus becoming lucid. I also did reality checks.
These are the dream fragments. I don't remember much because I had a restless night because my summer vacation ends tonight and I'll be at work tomorrow.
I again dreamed about my childhood school (what's up with that?) All the schools and classmates along my life had been mixed together in a one "blob" which had anything to do with the word association "school". Our class was discussing about some type of a school trip to somewhere. I had somehow driven to school with my current car (renault megane classic) and with a Toyota landcruiser. Some other dudes had crashed into my Toyota and the front right door had ripped off... It started snowing when I was examining the damage... I woke up soon after.
I think I had one or two false awakenings because the "REM dreamer" was not responding, until I woke up for real later that night.

I need to concentrate harder in this!

Had my first lucid dream last night. Granted it wasn't very long at all, it was still quite the interesting experience!

-The Game Where You Beat Old Men-
In the theme of back to school, I had been stressed, seeing as though it was the first day of school and I had missed four periods already. I was playing a video game, one that I thought was a game titled The Witcher 2, but it wasn't. My brother walked in on me playing it, and he looked suave as hell. He wore a black suit and his dyed black hair was swept back with gel, black bow-tie as well. He asked me how the game was. Granted, I didn't really know. I guess it was alright, and I replied to him with "Oh yeah, it's pretty fun." I said, though I didn't know the slightest thing about the game, not even how to controls worked. Nonetheless, I continued playing it, and I found myself beating a helpless old man on top of a pillar that overlooked a university with a controller. He screamed in agony, and he wouldn't do anything. I felt really bad, though that's where I fortunately woke up for a bit.

-My First Lucid Dream-
After falling back to sleep, I dreamed that I was in my Junior math class, or my summer school math class. I couldn't tell. Still, summer school was over, so this was weird. There were a bunch of kids still in the class, and the teacher was one I've never seen before. We were watching a movie, and I knew no one in the class. Having finished summer school, I really wanted to leave, and then I thought "This could never happen. This is a dream." and boom, everything felt real. I got out of the chair on my own will, and walked to the front of the room. I decided to make this last, so I flipped off the teacher and shouted obscenities to the kids in the class as I tried to leave. I then tried to do something beyond my lucid dreaming ability; fly. That's what woke me up though. I jumped, and couldn't do it, and I woke up. It was morning when I got up, so I decided to stay up, happy that I actually had a lucid dream for once.

I just wonder what caused it...

08.12.2012

Yellow Paper Quiz, Lunch, Athletics (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I remember being inside of a classroom, and it's way to small for it to be considered something related to university, and it had too much of a childish environment to it. The walls are light sky blue or maybe white, and it's mostly because this serves as the heavy coating to make the wise and long bricks feel smooth, VERY smooth.

I'm sitting in the left section of class, and 5-10 feet (give or take) away from me is the exit to the classroom. This room itself reminded me of a middle school I used go to (Thornton Middle School), but some of the people that I saw looked old enough to be in High School though.

The situation that I was in at the moment felt like we were going to be quizzed on something, because I heard some kind of authoritative voice somewhere in the background, and I didn't really pay attention to trying to find the source of that voice. The table that each student is sitting out consists of a glossy gray ceramic top, a very think top, with think metal rods (I'd assume it would be black) as the leg support for the top.

If you stretched your hand out all the way on the desk you're sitting on, you would be able to feel the slight dip near the edge (but not completely on) of the desk. It was thin. but long enough to spread horizontally on the desk. These yellow pieces of paper were handed out, and they looked like the type of paper that would be served as writing down a To-Do List.

The were thin black lines going across this paper, and it paper itself was maybe 2-4 wide and 5-6 inches long I guess. I remember seeing a few dream characters, but only through quickly glancing at them. One noticeable dream character that keeps popping in my head as I say this is a girl named Sarah. Sarah was just like the waking life counterpart that I remembered from High School as a Junior who was on the tennis team I was in as well (Note to self, it was the older Sarah).

In the dream, she was wearing a yellow top of some sort, maybe a sweater, or maybe a light and soft material (cotton, something like that) jacket over a simple shirt. She has her left hand over her mouth, and is using her left elbow to rest on the desk. Her hair is black, tied up from the back, and she looks at me quickly.

I could see her slightly bigger eye pupils form for a few seconds when looking at me. It's now time for the quiz, and there's two questions (it wasn't until later I realized it was 3).

They were simple questions, but the first one is something I can't remember unfortunately. The second question involved knowing an answer by paying attention to the words put on the paper. So in a way, the question wanted another way to say those words as an answer. I can't really recall how I felt during this quiz, but if it's done through a small slip of yellow paper, with no proper heading format or anything like that, I'd assume this was a quiz that wouldn't be graded.

After I answered both of the questions, and I can't remember what I put down exactly, but I had a hunch that I should check the back of the paper to make sure there wasn't a question of any kind. Turns out I was right, but I can't remember what the question was exactly. I do know that it had the fewest words compared to the other two questions in front.

I can't remember what happens next in the class, and something tells me that I did actually see who the teacher was in the classroom. This person looked a lot like the waking life counterpart who used to be a P.E. coach at Thornton middle school. He was a tall young male, had a facial stubble (5 o' clock shadow beard), and wore a simple blue polo shirt that had a slight glow to it, along with basic Khaki long dress pants.

Judging by the face that is stained in my mind while typing this, it looks like he's listening to a student's question, and seems to already know what to answer to them. He has his teeth showing a little bit as well.

Anyway, after the quiz was done, I have a dream shift where I feel it's lunch time. I had to get out of the school building I was at, and wanted to go somewhere else to get something to eat. While I'm walking, I believe I hear that song from Code Lyoko that would always start when there's something passive to watch, and this was most apparent when looking at scenes from the Kadic Academy the main characters would go to.

Anyway, I'm walking along a random path, and the atmosphere feels sort of misty, just a bit. It felt like it had rained previously, judging by how the the skies were slightly darker. The sky was still mostly blue, but a hint of gray was starting to come in. I believe I'm walking on a fairly new tarred layered ground, and I think I see a fancy black metal fence going quite a ways from where I was heading too, but didn't really pay much attention to see if it would change.

I felt hungry, and imagined how it would feel holding a Styrofoam lunch tray with food in it, and I as I'm walking, I mentally imagined myself eating whatever it is by popping it into my mouth as if I was eating a small bite-sized snack bag. I also was able to see myself in third person as well!

I had my hair cut, but not completely to where I was bald or anything. It was close to the amount of hair I have on me now, but not by a lot. I believe I'm wearing a gray shirt, a shirt that slightly conforms to my torso structure. I'm also wearing faded out black skinny jeans, and I looked really weird in them.

My thighs were a little fat, and the rest down was skinny, and my whole lower region wasn't completely disproportionate or anything like that, it just felt weird seeing myself wear tight pants. I think I'm wearing black sneakers, with a big white Nike check symbol showing up on the tongue of the shoe.

Not really the type of shoe I normally wear because I don't really care much on what I wear as long as I can wear it with almost anything.

It feels I'm skipping a little bit along the way as I'm looking at myself in third person view.

Dream shifts again, and now I'm in a locker room. It has lighting the emits a dark yellow color, but it doesn't stop the impression that the locker room looks very dark in a few parts. There was some kid that looked like the Freshmen who was on the tennis team I was part of as a Senior in High School.

I didn't pay much attention to him because I hated him.

Spoiler for Here's the reason why:

I didn't really mind this guy being on the tennis team at all, they were all freshmen, and I was a senior, and I didn't really have that temptation that most seniors would do by making fun of the freshmen.

There was one day where we were practicing after school. I was practicing some Kick serves, and this was probably weeks after I finally elevated how served completely (I was really really really good at serving because I finally had the complete kinetic chain to pull off the kick serves, and other serves down).

Anyway, I go to the other side of the court, and I believe the assistant coach asked me to tell one of the freshmen to move to the other courts on the right side, for the sake of priority for those on higher levels of junior varsity and varsity. I decided I should let Samuel move, because he wasn't really anyone I could play against, because he wouldn't be able to return the ball to me at all in rallies.

It wasn't being bias, I just didn't want to waste time with someone I'd constantly have to find a new ball to start a new rally. I was a VERY nice guy on this tennis team, VERY quiet, but still nice and respectful to ALL people. I asked him NICELY if he could move to the other court per assistant coach's request.

Then he decides to be a little cunt and says no. Okay, don't mind your resistance, so I asked nicely again in a soft tone if he could please move to the other court. He says No again, and even adds his own mini Gettysburg address to me too.

Sweating in the heat, repressed rage starts boiling up and I screamed at that little cunt to just "GO NOW!" while pointing my hand to the right. Everyone that was in range of me stopped and looked at me in shock.

But I didn't care, I looked at him in rage, and he tried to defend himself, but everyone is looking him, so he would only make himself look like a incompetent asshole. He ends up grumbling and complying to my loud but comprehensible scream at him.

Now that you know why I didn't give a damn about that demon spawn, let's move on.

I realize that I'm wearing a completely different outfit than what I wore while getting something to eat for lunch. It was a light blue jeans, the country-styled one that was a little bigger for me. I felt something wet underneath my crotch and rear regions.

I assumed it was sweat, since it was something I was conscious of a lot after a certain event where someone told me I was wet in a certain region (between the upper sections of my thighs and under the crotch region).

I also noticed I was wearing a black outfit, probably a sweater, that was also too big for me. I use this to my advantage, and quickly pull the bottom ends of the sweater to cover up that wet region on the pants. I look around to see if anyone was looking, but it seems the little cover up went through just fine.

I walk around a bit in the locker room, looking at the several white sinks spread out in a row for several sections, maybe 2-4 small rows with 3-4 sinks each. I turn a few on, and most of the switches looked weird.

I just let the water flow for a while before turning it off.

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08.12.2012

Flower for Me? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I remember being in a store, or maybe a school library, can't really tell. I opened a transparent door to get out, and saw that people were going to move stuff inside the area I'm trying to leave. For some odd reason, I turn around to look at the lady that I probably talked to before heading out, and she already knew what I wanted to saw, and nodded.

And the reason that wasn't verbally stated was to help these people move the objects in. They didn't feel heavy at all, and while I'm dropping one near the area, the same lady comes in to slide a flower on top of the side of my head. I didn't know why she gave me the flower, but I couldn't reject her small gift of appreciation for helping out.

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08.12.2012

Ada Wong: Assignment Ada Stage Replica (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I see someone walking slowly on some flat rock surface. I could tell it's a female because of the dark gray/black boots they're wearing. I start to see more than just the legs, going up to the rear, and finally the back of the person, and then their head and torso regions.

I realized this is Ada Wong, and she's in her outfit from "Assignment Ada" in Resident Evil 4. She's still walking casually, and I also noticed that the dream environment she's in is almost exactly like the stage where you play in "Assignment Ada." I see her health bar, just like how it shows up in the video game, with the name "Ada" and everything like that.

Except, usually, there's a semi-circular bar that represents how much health you have, and when it's filled up with a green color, you're in full health. Problem is, there is no green bar filled up, and there isn't even any red color to show that she would be in danger of dying at all!

It's completely blank, and she's still walking for some reason. I also feel as if something is constantly draining her energy, and I see that she dies, or at least it seemed that way because she made that "Oooooooooh......." sound if she died in the actual game.

The dream resets where she's walking at the first area of the Island Military type stage again, still walking slowly, and this time, she starts making weird sounds, as if she's struggling.

Like "O-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-oooooooooh" (Maybe I should show a Youtube Link because I'm horrible at making sounds here lol).

Spoiler for 18+ Blood:

(If you look at 1:09 at the video with the guy shooting her, that's the sound she made)

I felt as if I was telling her that each time in those few dream resets that there was something behind her. I'm still seeing things in spectator mode, and I find myself rotating the perspective angle to see what's behind Ada. There's nothing at all following her, no Plagas soldiers trying to shoot her with arrows, spiked clubs, electrical batons, nothing at all!

So what is it that's "killing" her?

It didn't take long for the dream to shift to where she's a little it ahead of where she died. After I watch her move for a while, I realized this is the very same part in Assignment Ada where she would have to fend off quite a few Plagas soldiers. I'm now seeing Ada completely in third person.

In fact, the angle I'm seeing her is a little bit more zoomed out than usual. I didn't notice it at first, but I'm mentally taking control of some of her actions. It wasn't much, just minor actions like coordinating her to the left or right. The environment itself is somewhat like the Island Stage.

There's the little cartel boxes that are next to the window that she could jump into the small fort/building with the ladder in it

Then the camera angle changes to where I see Ada's left side, just from the bottom of her torso region all the way up to her face. Then I felt something moving above her, so the camera angle pans over to the top, and there goes J.J with his Gatling Gun.

If you don't know who J.J is, that's the nickname of the Plagas victim who is a big and fat man. Imagine that, and him wearing a Red Beret, along with some orange-red glowing eyes, and a bunch of machine gun ammo formed as an X around his shoulders and chest.

J.J doesn't notice Ada there, because he himself is in progress of going down the path from all the way up. I take advantage of this and scrolled the camera angle so that Ada would take proper aim with the Sniper Rifle she's now holding in her hands. She quickly zooms in to where I see the interface to move around the aim sights, zoom in and out, etc.

J.J realizes he's going to be shot, so he tries to quickly lift up his Gatling Gun, but Ada already took a dead accurate head shot on him. I knew that J.J can take quite a few Sniper Bullets before he permanently stays on the floor dead, but when he already makes the dying sigh, I thought he was dead.

Maybe it could just be an auditory flaw with synching the enemy's dying voice or something like that, or maybe it could just be a trick he's playing with Ada. Usually, J.J shakes his head a bit to recover from the Sniper Bullet shot, which he does, and I wanted to get Ada to prepare to shoot his head again when he lifts his head up.

However, he quickly gets his gun up, and I quickly make Ada dash to the wall of the fort/building I mentioned above with the ladder inside. I see the machine gun bullet paths piercing the the top section of the mini-fort/building, all of the dust and residue coming up sporadically.

I think after J.J takes a break from shooting to see if she's still there, I quickly get Ada to shoot J.J in the head this time. I'm not sure if he's already dead at this point, but I assume he is since he's not shooting back at all. I'm not back to seeing Ada from a slightly zoomed out perspective again, and I watch her move forward on her own without trying to think anything.

Then I tried to mentally control her actions by thinking "Left" "Right" a few times, which didn't work, but when I start imagine how she would look like moving left and right, it starts working. She's now complying with most of my mental commands.

What's funny is that during this, I could swear I had my waking life eyes opened slightly to where I could see my right arm on top of something. I tried my best to not think about waking life, and went back to focusing on controlling Ada's movements mentally.

I do some weird commands for this woman. I told her that she would go under the Island that she's at, and she literally goes under and through it like it was invisible or something. Then the Island starts to disappear, and the environment starts manifesting generic objects until there's completely nothing but a slightly faded white void that Ada is running into.

I command her to do a roll on the floor where she would have to put her head on the ground first and then bring the rest of her body with it.

I make her continue to do this to where I want her constantly doing it without me telling her all the time. Then I say she will move into a different scene. The faded bright color void she's rolling quickly through starts to change gradually. However, as this is happening, I fee the dream is fading out a little bit, and I think I open my waking life eyes.

This dream was actually pretty awesome. First of all, sometime in the beginning of the dream, I had gotten a handgun. It was really shiny. Almost chrome. I was in my high school, and I went into the gym and there was an assembly. We were all watching a movie. Then I got the attention of one of my friends and showed him the gun and he was like "Damn... o.o" And then I showed another friend, (and keep in mind, we're sitting on the gym floor), and he said "Ummm.... You should put that away..." As I was about to, someone kind of far away brought out a gun to show us, and lifted it right into the air while they were sitting down. I gave them a thumbs up, and they threw the gun to me and I caught it, but then I noticed someone out of the corner of my right eye, and tossed the gun to my friend (The second one I mentioned), and he caught it.The person I noticed out of the corner of my eye turned out to be a police officer. O_O All the while, I was trying to put my handgun away, but it was in plain sight. The officer saw my friend with the gun in his hand that I tossed to him (which kind of looked like a rifle or shotgun) and he took his nightstick and basically just bonked him on the head with it. It didn't seem like he hit him hard but it knocked him out. The officer then said something like "No more of that." and then kind of started to report the incident to everyone out loud. "We discovered an entirely different weapon on top." (meaning my gun) But before he could knock me out with the nightstick, I woke up. Kind of felt like I commanded myself to wake up too. Almost like I was lucid at the very end of the dream. What I find strange is that.... The officer's voice... I don't even know that voice... It's said that in dreams, everyone we see is someone we know or have seen one time or another... The officer... I swear I've never seen or heard this guy before until this dream. When I woke up though, I started looking for my gun for some reason. ...lol ...So yeah, once again, another semi-lucid dream. I'm having a lot of these now. Perhaps it means I'm close to becoming regularly lucid?

Okay, keep in mind that I am 16. And that lately in order to become aware, in my dreams I would just KNOW that I'm dreaming without a reality check, and sometimes don't even use a reality check. (which I know, is bad.)

So, it started out as me being in school one day. My friend that I kinda avoid hanging out with sometimes asked me to hang out with him, and I kind of avoided it. I rescheduled anyways. Then I went into my classroom that I was supposed to go into. It was my CAD classroom (which is a 3d computer design class). Then my teacher showed us a new seating chart, and I went to sit in my seat. Moments after I got there I appeared in this courtyard at my school that wasn't my actual courtyard.

This is where it starts getting weird...
I was in a dream scene that I had been in previously that night for an entirely different dream. I believe it may have been in a dream of mine last night too.
So i hear people chanting something about dreaming, and then I quietly chant that "I will have a lucid dream tonight" I kept chanting it to myself and I only did a small reality check to ask if I was dreaming. I didn't catch myself one bit.


Later on into that dream, I felt as if I woke up in waking life, and then rolled over in my bed and the scene changed again into a water world that was portrayed as a video game world in my head. I WAS the character in the game though, and I WAS actually scared of the feeling of drowning. At one point, I came into realization that I messed up in my last dream. That I didn't do a reality check. Then I was telling myself I have got to start looking at my hands more and really focusing in on that stuff, no matter what. I didn't do one reality check I believe.
I carried on just thinking that.

And then, I felt as if I kind of woke up. I felt myself roll over in my bed, keeping my eyes closed, and affirming myself that I would become aware. I continually did that. Then I felt some shaking, and I heard another bed shaking inside my house, and I feared something might be happening to my mom, and then I was focusing in on that. I felt my cat lift it's head up and jump off my bed. Then I rolled over, opened my eyes, and was in my room and all the shaking stopped. My door was closed [so a cat couldn't have been in my room].

What was this for me? Was it vibrations and those vibration noises? Because like I said, I felt my cat jump off my bed. Could that have been my dream guide as I was entering into the dream? I didn't feel any sort of sleep paralysis, because and I was able to just roll over twice and open my eyes within those few seconds.
I sort of thought that this sensation was awesome though. I thought it was exhilarating once I woke up. I simply loved it. I thought it was a great dream, even though I only reached layer 0 minor in the layers a lucid dream.

I in my old school and im in 8th grade agian I see friend from 6th grade and 11th grade my school looks diffrent everytime I go to a class I sit with the same people and everytime I leave the same people come in

Im with my friend M and were with some other people were trying to figure out how to comfront some people in space how attaked us

I see one of my old friend from 6th grade and start tslkimg to him then his dad gets us back to class it PE

Awake|Dreaming|Lucid

I really enjoyed this dream, but it was so weird.

I started off walking around school with a bunch of girls in my class. We somehow teleported over to the school bathroom. The group I was with narrowed down to me and 3 other girls. I was sat up against a wall and I heard singing. For some reason, it annoyed me so I elbowed the wall and the voice shut up. After that, I was alone with one girl. I walked over to her and asked for sex. She said okay, so we went into the cubicle and started it. Suddenly a computer interface popped up and we browsed the internet.

Very weird, but fun.

Awake|Dreaming|Lucid

This was a pretty funny dream, but very short.

I started off down the road from my house, with 2 friends from school. We were playing with some guns, which led to there being zombies around the corner. I shot a zombie, then another one crawled out from under a car just ahead. I said "looks at that crawler..." then ran away, towards my house with one of my friends. We left the other one by himself. We entered my house and the dream ended.

Thanks for reading.

((I wouldn't call this a fragment, cause I remember it as a full dream, just most of it is VERY fuzzy and hard to re-call.)) So... I was in this school... which looked like a mix between my middle school, and my high school. Most of what happened is very fuzzy... however, I remember me feeling very excluded, and all these kids thinking I was weird. I remember one part of the dream where we were walking home, it was dark out. The kids I was walking with also thought I was weird, and kind of excluded me, or downed me when I gave my opinion on a conversation they were having.

lots of fragments and, apparently, an allegory for the eternal conflict between metal and dubstep/rap/hippetyhop, and all that crap. (I'm accepting of other people's music tastes, but my subconscious, it would seem, isn't.)

***FRAGMENT***

I'm on a rollercoaster, which is initially very tame, and a woman sitting next to me complains that it isn't very exciting. It then speeds up a bit and gets a bit bumpy- hse says that it's a bit better, but not really what she came here for. It then goes extremely fast up a completely vertical incline, before going upside-down, corkscrewing, and generally being the most intense rollercoaster ever. The woman screams and shouts that she didn't want THAT much excitement.

***END***


***FRAGMENT***

I'm riding in a train, and it suddenly stops. Looking out, I can see that there is a fallen tree on the track ahead of us. I get out to help the driver move it, but it's extremely light, and the driver just throws it aside.

***END***


*****MAIN DREAM*****

I'm in a classroom with about 9 or 10 other people. The teacher is playing metal while he teaches- I recognised the band as epica, but recognised none of the songs. A different teacher walks in, complains, and forces us to listen to dubstep and rap. Our teacher shouts for a bit, and punches the dubstep teacher.
He then gets taken to court, and the class is there as his defence. Things get a bit heated, and the judge tells our teacher to watch his language, but rules that all charges should be dropped because the metal teacher was defending real music from the tyranny of rap.

We're then back in the classroom, but the metal teacher isn't there. The dubstep teacher walks in and goes crazy, screaming about "bloodstained t-shirts". He claws at people, and starts trying to rip a girl's blazer off, before the rest of the class, including myself, drag him off, beat him senseless, and bundled him out of the window, where he promptly disappeared. Our teacher then enters, telling us to enjoy our holidays, stay safe, and be wary, for the enemies of metal are everywhere.

*****END*****

Now, I know for a fact that there's a lot more to this dream- and I think the train fragment and the main dream are part of the same dream- but I can't remember anything else clearly enough to mention. I know that some of us stayed on after the class, as there was some extra-curricular project to do over the holiday, and we went out somewhere. There was an email involved at some point. Unfortunately that's all I have, but there was definitely quite a long story being played out.

Also, it's odd that for two nights running my dreams have included something school-related, given that I finished school almost 4 years ago. The first night only included some people I knew from highschool, and this dream included a school as a central theme, but no-one I recognised. Co-incidence or dreamsign?