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I remember playing basketball for a while. It was a pickup game in a gym. We stopped, and all these people crowded into the building. I remember seeing D there, but that's all I recognized. My old coach came in the room, and people were handing out play money to us. Then they started talking about how we could buy these t-shirts with them if we earned enough. They were various shirts of 90s rockbands.

I also remember driving down the interstate with my pops...the road was really messed up. Parts of it required us to drive directly against the flow of traffic to exit the interstate. We got to a hospital...and he was talking to me about my moms (RIP). He was telling me that she knew it was her time to go.

(This dream was interesting...)
(For some reason I remember there being a random sandwich on the floor somewhere in the dream, I just can't remember where)

I don't remember how it started, but I was in an alley with my dad and my friend Brett. We were looking for a store, but we were lost. I started to run ahead and I came to an intersecting alleyway. I took a right, another intersection. This went on for a while and I gradualy got closer, I could feel it. (Also, when you turn around, the way back changes) Brett caught up, my dad didn't. I kept going with Brett behind me, I eventually found the store. I walked in with Brett. The walls went up a good twenty feet or so and everything was made of light, polished wood. We kept going around, the whole place was a giant hallway with intersections all over. (the place reminded me of Home Depot but it looked nothing like it) I went ahead of Brett, he kept behind. I took multiple turns, ending up in identical spots. I had a hunch, but I wasn't sure about it. I kept going, testing my theory, I was sure I was right when Brett walked through a wall. Everything was an illusion. I kept on, trying to find the exit, I figured that since I was on to it that I'd be able to tell which way to go. I ended up in a room where long, wooden rods were stored, verticly up to the ceiling.

"Brett," I yelled, "Get over here!"

He came over, walking around invisible walls (We each saw it differently). I looked over to a wall and concentrated, I had some control. I saw the exit on the wall infront of me. I grabbed Brett's arm and ran at the exit.

"Why are we running at a wall?" he screamed as we flew at it.

I went completely through the wall, but Brett was stuck (I figured that we felt what we saw, so he actually ran into a wall...). I was in a Wall Mart and my dad was beside me.

"Oh, there you are!" he exclaimed, "Which socks are better?"

He heald up two pairs of socks, blue and black. I pointed at the blue one, "Looks like it would make a good hand puppet!" I said, holding my hand up as if I had a sock on my hand. I began to mimic a sining puppet and a ginger girl looked at me from across the shelf like I was insane. I looked at my hand and saw a blue spot on it. I realized I was dreaming (I write "dream" on my hand everyday). I wasn't in the mood for an epic battle or anything so I just waved my hand and an opening appeared in mid-air, leading to the room where Brett was stuck. I let him out and closed the opening, somehow loosing lucidity (is that the right word?). We walked around and found a spot that reminded me of the spot with necklaces and stuff (a red rug and glass cases). People were sitting in rows of chairs. We walked over some chairs up to the front desk/glass case. There was a fat man in a brown suit sitting at the chair. He handed me a paper and told me to sit. The three of us sat in the fifth row (I was suddenly reminded of some honor ceremony for the SATs I went to. I looked at the paper and there was a large chunk cut out of it at the top:

"A planet of [.....] Really.....(more words)"

"Oh my god, Brett, look at this!" I said.

He looked over, "Is that?"

"Yeah, my extra-credit report for science in severnth grade!" I exclaimed, "Why'd they cut out part?"

I looked at it again, the hole was smaller and lower on the paper, The missing chunk appeared reading "YouTube," then dissapeared.

"Why'd they take out where it said youtube?" I said aloud, "Wait, it never said 'youtube'!"

I immediately became lucid again, then was woken up to: "WAKE UP! You've got school!" (not a false awakening...)

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was sketching out notes on a piece of notebook paper for some blog entry I was getting ready to write. I had a few odd lines scribbled out, and some scratched out lines. I either wrote down or had already written down the letter "W," and put a circle around it.

Dream #2

I was out on some concrete walkway in front of a building like a college dorm. It was daytime. A girl who I probably looked up to and had a crush on was in front of me, doing some stretching exercises.

The girl had dyed-auburn hair and slightly tan, really smooth skin. She was fit, but not skinny, with full, smooth arms. She wore a pink and blue exercise shirt and grey, tight exercise pants.

The girl went into a low lunge, with her left leg stretched way back behind her and her right knee tucked under her chest. But then she did some weird kind of twisting motion with her torso so that her left (?) arm was stretched out forward and flat on the ground, and her head was twisted so that the right side of her face rested on her left arm.

As the girl was doing this, she was telling me how she was thinking of quitting the pilates lessons she was either giving or taking. She was giving me some reasons for this. It may have had to do with money. She was telling me all this as if I were kind of a little kid.

Dream #3

I was in an apartment. All the lights were off, except in the bathroom. The bathroom light shone into the otherwise dark living room, where I was sitting.

I must have walked into the bathroom. There was a woman in there who was somebody like a fast food worker. I was going to ask her for some kind of help. But an Asian guy butted in front of me and started asking for stuff.

I pushed past the Asian guy, trying to knock him over to let him know I was mad at him just butting in front of me. In the living room there was now a counter, like for a coffee shop. I knew the woman would eventually come back to the counter. So I just sat on the counter, waiting to be helped.

I was then sitting in something like an elementary school desk. There may have been a book and backpack on the desk. I appeared to be studying.

The Asian guy walked up to the desk. He took a look at the book I had on the desk. It was some kind of paperback of an Arthur C. Clarke novel. The cover art was of a dragon, with a red and a blue wizard on either side of the dragon, probably in a forest.

I told the Asian guy that the book was by Arthur C. Clarke, and that the guy could read the book if he wanted. The guy looked a little shocked at my kindness. I told him that he could read any of the books I had. My bookshelf was right in the living room.

But as I said this, the guy just grunted at me like I was an idiot and walked back into the bathroom.

I really had no problems getting this WILD going. I entered the dream with no SP what so ever. I spent time messing around while the dream was forming, but I made sure not to do too much so it would fall apart.

I'm in a classroom, and I start looking for her. I headed straight out the door, and made a right. I quickly stopped, and thought about "searching for energy". The left side of my face was really warm, so instead of taking that right....I decided to go left. I make a right down another hall. This school is huge, and it seems like it's all indoors. Hallways lead directly into classes, and continue on into hallways. All the doors were blue, and I think the walls were white.

I just have this feeling I'm close, I enter a biology class room. There are about three small box turtles floating in the aquarium, and I call out "Kaomea". No one answers, and I keep moving. I enter another classroom, and I see N is there, and I ask him, and the rest of the DC's have you seen Kaomea? At first they repeated the name like they didn't even know what I was saying, so I said it again. N was like "oh, yeah she's in this class". I said "where is she". Then the teacher (don't know his nationality, but he wasn't white or black) said that she stepped out for a few minutes. "When is coming back"?, "She'll back in about thirty minutes" were the words exchanged. I told him to tell her that I stopped by, and started leaving. He stopped me, and told me that I probably can find her on youtube....WTF? Anyways, I was so close to finding her, and so close to waking up.

No WBTB, because I forgot again, and no MILD, and no LD.

First, I wrote down in my dream journal "Talk in song." I don't remember what this means.

Then, I remember smoking with Anthony and John, but then I was in this haunted house with Anthony and Alec. This part of the dream was very interesting, but I don't remember really any of it, aside from ghosts, and that it had a weird plot.

Then, I was in my backyard of my current house with my cousin, Ryan, and his step dad, Butch, who I've known for the majority of my life. We were tossing around a baseball, and it was a very sunny day. For some reason, in this dream I couldn't catch a ball, and I kept either missing, or running away from the ball like I was afraid of it. I also couldn't throw it at all.

I also wrote down a song that popped into my head. This happens a lot, and when they pop up, I can hear the specific instruments, and the special effects and everything. It's pretty cool, but anyway, I wrote down the intervals in my dream journal so I didn't forget them. I went to play them on the piano when I woke up, and it didn't sound as good.

Then, I remember this part where I was in class, drumming on my desk, like I always did. Kate Barr, who was the first person I had a crush on back in 1st through like 4th grade, asked me to stop because it was getting annoying. I explained to her that it wasn't a big deal. Then she said it was unhealthy. I said, "How is it unhealthy? It's just one of those nervous habits that you do passively, like chewing a pen cap, or jiggling your leg." She replied with, "Oh, that's really bad, you should stop." Wtf?

Then I was in my old house, and I was with Ephraim, Stephanie (?), and some third person. We were In my upstairs hallway, and we were outside the bathroom working on this chemistry lab assignment. We had this bowl of green solution, which was acid or something. Ephraim kept talking or humming or something, and one of the group asked him to stop because he breath was bad. When I was looking at the bowl of acid, everything around me turned into a classroom. My group mates were gone. Some how, the class was done, and I got a good grade. Then we found out that we had two more hours before the class was over. Anthony was there, and he didn't do his chem lab, and he needed to or else he would fail. I said, "Just do it, you have two more hours." His argument was that we had two more hours until school was over, not two more hours for this class alone.

The clearest part of my dream was the last one I had. I was at my Dad's, but his house wasn't the apartment he lives in now. It was a very large mansion. We were standing in front of a vault with a picture of a lady on the front. He said, "You're going to get married some day, right?" I said, "Yes, but I don't really find anyone interesting." Then, we were playing a word game on this little table in a hallway. The hallway was huge, and could easily pass for the main room in a fairly large house. We were up against a wall playing. It was Scrabble, but it was DE that it was something else. Anyway, someone played the word "omniscient" and we got into an argument about who was pronouncing it correctly. I said om-ni-shint. He said om-ni-sigh-ant. I told him I was right, but he wouldn't believe me. He went to get a dictionary, and I said, "Don't worry about it, let's just play the game." He said he already had the book out. He found the word, and found out that I was right. Then he said something he would NEVER say in real life, "I hate it when you think you're right, but then you just prove me wrong." It's actually pretty funny for me to write that down, because my dad is a smart guy, he's not usually wrong. In fact...I can't remember a time when I proved him wrong in anything, really. Anyway, Sean wasn't there because he was busy with some stuff, because he was living on his own or something. After the whole dictionary thing, he suggested that we go to breakfast. I wanted to show him some of the music I listen to on the way there, and I got images of us driving there while listening. Then "More Than A Feeling" by Boston started playing in the background. Then the song switched to something by Fleet Foxes. Anyway, I was about to get up, when I saw something in my eye. There was this black spot in my vision that wouldn't go away. My left eye closed, and I could now barely see. My dad said something like, "Let's go! We're going to be late." I said that I can't. I couldn't because of the thing in my eye, but I didn't mention this yet. We then had a back-and-forth that escalated into argument. Then I said, "I can't because I can't see!" He thought I meant that I was blind. I reassured him that I could see, but I can't open my left eye, and there is something in my right. He looked in my right eye, and said there was nothing in there. Suddenly, I was in the bathroom, which was the bathroom of my current house, and I was looking in the mirror to find a black thing in my eye. I didn't see anything, but all the while, I could see it in my vision. Then I went to the bathroom, and for some reason there was a shower head over the toilet that turned on, but I didn't get wet. There was also this plastic grate over the toilet. And poop appeared in the toilet even though I was peeing. Then I noticed that there were ants crawling up me. I couldn't flick them off because my right hand wasn't working, and they were really strong. I brushing them off, and they either clung onto me, or clung onto my hand. I was freaking out. Then I woke up, and saw an ant-shaped piece of fuzz right in my vision where the thing was in my dream. It was also the ant that I saw crawling up my chest, and was the reason I couldn't brush them off, since I wasn't actually moving the fuzz out of my vision. Crazy stuff.

At first, I was at my Aunt Sandy's house, but it was very different. It was more like a mansion mixed with a log cabin rather than her usual set up. Not to mention, in my dream, she only had one kid, and he doesn't exist in real life. His name was Bruce. I was spending a lot of time with Bruce, playing with him and whatnot. We were in what I guess would be the main room. It was very cozy, and the dominant color of the room was brown. There was a fire place, two couches, and a coffee table in this tiny room. It gave off the vibe of a log cabin, but it wasn't a log cabin. There was a short hall by the fireplace that led to another room that wrapped around into the kitchen, from where you could re-enter the main room. Anyway, Bruce and I were playing, and he had this plush folder. It was very floppy, and it was DE that it was tradition that young kids in our society had these floppy folders, and carried them around everywhere. It was like a backpack, but it was about the size of one's torso, and about as thick as a magazine. It was brown and soft and fuzzy. Bruce also had that Star Fox game for the DS. When we were done, I took the DS card and flipped it like a coin. I don't know why. But anyway, it landed in the folder, which was, for some reason, a bad thing. So, I was worried that I might have lost it, and I was looking through the folder. I went through a lot of Yu-Gi-Oh cards, and Alec's dad was there for some reason, and he said something about the cards. He was sitting on the couch next to me reading a newspaper. Anyway, I finally found the game to give back to Bruce, but Bruce wasn't there anymore. I was suddenly in the kitchen, eating these delicious...pancakes? Maybe they were french toast? I don't know, but they had a lot of maple syrup, and creme fraiche or something. Half way through eating, I remembered the game, and that I had to give it back to Bruce. It was suddenly DE that there was some wedding or something, and everyone was going, but we were all meeting up at this place first, even though everyone was already there in Aunt Sandy's kitchen, except Aunt Sandy and Bruce. I remember asking Brian, "Will Bruce be there?" I wanted to return his game. Brian told me to be patient and calm down, which really annoyed me, and I turned to Sean, and I said, "That didn't answer my question at all." He agreed. So I walked around the kitchen, through the main room, to get to the other side of the kitchen because it was so crowded in there. I went up to my mom, and asked the same thing.

Suddenly, I was in this big mansion-like place. It was the last day of school, and this place was for all of the seniors to hang out for the last day. Since I didn't really talk to anyone in school, I was just wandering around the place aimlessly looking for something to entertain myself until we had to leave. The place was like three stories high, and had stairs and elevators to each level. There was really nothing in any rooms, but it was DE that people were somewhere in there having a party or something. Anyway, I found out that I could the elevator to the top floor, and ride this slide down to the bottom floor, so I did that a few times. Suddenly I was outside the place, and a lot of people were there, and it was like we were in someone's backyard. I was standing in front of a trampoline with Alann and Kyle Moken. There were a lot of people about, but they were just anonymous dream characters. Alann, whose strange sense of humor is that if he acts gay, it's funny, comes up behind me, rubs my back and says, "I'm the sun, make you feel warm." The warmth was from the friction on my back. Then a little while later, he does it again, this time saying that jumping jacks will make me warm. I, just trying to fit in and tying to just humor the guy, went up to him and stood behind him without doing anything, but I said, "Rape, make you feel warm." I was trying to be funny since there's friction in rape like the other two things, but it's not pleasant like the other two things. Kyle said it was pretty gay, and messed up. I got pretty pissed, and walked off. Then, the day finally ended, and I was outside the school, like in real life, walking to my bus. I remember passing this ugly librarian in my school, who was wearing make-up in my dream, and looked normal for once. I thought to myself that I didn't feel like saying bye to anyone. Just then, I felt someone grab the strap on the back of my book bag to stop me. I turned around and it was Nicole, who I'm very good friends with, and she had a crush on me in real life back in like 8th grade or something, and everyone knew I knew except her. I didn't know if she stilled liked me like that, but anyway when I turn around and see that it's her, she says, "Look I know we probably won't see each other again for a while, so...I love you." I didn't know how to take this, because I don't like her back, but then she leaned in, and I thought she was going for a hug, so I leaned in too. To my surprise, she planted a kiss on my lips, and then we proceeded to hug. There was a teacher behind Nicole that I could see when we were hugging. I gave a thumbs up to the teacher. Nicole had a typewriter implanted on her back, and I was typing things on it to make the teacher laugh. I typed, "I'm picking up good vibrations," and, "Do you feel like a boss?" Although I think the second one was supposed to be Peter Frampton's "Do You Feel Like I Do?"

This dream is from last night.

I'm back at college AGAIN. This is definitely a recurring theme in my recent dreams. It's actually getting annoying. I liked college, but I've moved on to other things. Dreaming I'm back there makes me feel like I've regressed or something.

In this particular dream, I think I was moving back in after summer break. I was completely and utterly lost. I couldn't find my dorm. I ended up in a dorm with a few friends of mine, but looking back, that particular dorm doesn't exist on campus. All of the rooms were empty. It was actually rather creepy.

I eventually manage to find my dorm and my room, which was furnished just like it was when I actually resided there. There were two girls there who were real-life acquaintances of mine in college. We talked a little bit. Then I randomly flashed them. Nothing too intense, just showed them my bra. They were confused and unimpressed. I was also confused as to why I had done that. (This bit may relate to things I've been pondering in waking life. I won't go into it right now though.)

Another recurring theme: I had to get ready for classes I felt unprepared for and didn't want to take. I looked at my schedule, and my first class was Math. I've always despised math. Why does my subconscious keep sending me to a math class?

Looking back on this dream is helping me understand dream signs. I could've gone lucid if I were able to realize that the dorm I was in didn't exist in reality, or that I was in classes with professors I had never met in real life. So...I definitely need to keep a better eye on the little things that don't make sense in my dreams.

Woah I have a lot of dreams to write down. I did a WBTB without an alarm, and I tried MILD. No lucid dreams, but very soon.

DE= Dream-established. It's something that you just automatically know in the dream, without something having to tell you.

I had apple cinnamon oatmeal before bed, and had very vivid dreams. I'm trying that again, to see if there is any correlation.

First, I was at the old house with Anthony and John, and we were smoking. I can't fully remember what happened at this part of the dream, but everything on TV was amazing to us. One thing I remember was seeing a pool table on TV that had a hidden tray to store things, and I made a pretty funny comment...but I don't remember it. Then Anthony started talking about something while Beyonce was on TV, and while he was talking, she morphed into three fat black chicks, and they were in the desert. I made a joke about this, first saying, "Look, Anthony! You've talked for so long, they all got fat!" But then I thought of a better one, and said, "Anthony, you've been talking for so long, that their skin has been burnt to a crisp!" We all knew they were already black, and they were in the desert, so it was funny. (I hope that doesn't sound racist.)

Then, because of the desert, I was suddenly in the military, and we were training. We were all crawling around the desert in the sand (although in plain sight, so I don't know how this was good training) and we had to act like we were picking up live grenades and throwing them away. Then the drill sergeant said we were dogs of war I think, because then we were all literally dogs. I remember making a joke about it, but it was in bad taste, or badly received, and everyone was staring at me. I remember looking back at them, and seeing a bunch of wolves, and their eyes were so clear and vivid. They were all yellow, and each one had a different-shaped pupil. Then the drill sergeant said that (since we were dogs) when we see the enemy, we aim for their balls. He was very enthusiastic about this, "YOU GOTTA GET THEIR BALLS! YOU GRAB HOLD OF THEM AND AAAARRGRGRHGFHBSDJFKVBDILURFJK!!!" It was pretty unsettling. As we ran back to the camp, we ran over a bunch of hills and the camp's "living room" was in plain sight, without any walls, so we just ran right in. Then I was human again, and Sean was there. It was DE that he was there with us the whole time. The room we were in was blandly colored, with a single couch in the middle, and a kitchen with a bar counter to the right, across from the couch. If you walked forward, then you get to this circular room that leads back outside. Then we all had to clean the camp. I wanted to listen to music while cleaning, so I turned on the radio, and Radiohead was on. The song sounded pretty good, so I held my ear up to the radio to get a better listen, but then the drill sergeant turned on a second radio in the circular room, and turned on Katy Perry. He turned it up really loudly as if challenging me. I changed my channel to his, and turned it up as well so I could suck up to the drill sergeant, and so we could have surround sound (since two radios were playing the same thing). To change the channel on the radio, there was just this dial on top, with ridges in it for grip, and there was an arrow on top of the dial, and there were preset, yellow sections that the dial clicked into. I remember it was DE that Sean had a bad attitude, and another reason I switched the station was to look better than my brother, who he is obviously going to compare me to. Suddenly, we were in this hallway that circled around this middle room, so that you could continuously walk around the room in the hallway. There were two places along the hallway in which you could turn and walk into the middle room. The middle room had some tables, and the walls were clear, so you could see into the hallway, but it was a pretty small room. The walls in the hallway were pretty similar to the walls in the ambulances in Killer7 when you fight Andrei Ulmeyda in that the walls were conjumbled with things, but it wasn't medical supplies. It was more like just a bunch of dark colors, but the hallway still had that look to it, and it was cut up into sections like the ambulances. At the same time, it had the feel to it like it was below deck on ta battleship. On one part of the hallway, there was a doorway that led into a room that had everyone's parents. That room was very clean-looking, and had white walls, a soft carpet, a white couch in the middle, a bunch of chairs all around, a TV, and a plastic plant or two. If you kept walking in the hallway to the right, the next wall had a "school lunch" look to it, probably because that's where everyone got there food. There was an Asian guy cleaning this very metal counter, and the janitor from Ned's Declassified behind the counter mopping up some stuff. Sean and I were standing at the doorway to the parents room, and we could see a bunch of parents sitting in all the chairs, and we saw our parents sitting on the couch. It was Mom and Brian, but Dad wasn't there. All the mothers were crying because their kids were in the military, and I noticed this, and realised that our mom was crying the most. There was an instructor in the room, or maybe it was the drill sergeant, and he was telling the parents about the place, just explaining the place like a talking brochure. After this, Mom and Brian came out of the room, and I remember begging my mom to let me come home, "You don't understand! I'm not this kind of person, I will be miserable here! This isn't for me!" It was DE that they sent Sean and I here, for discipline or something, and my mom ignored everything I just said. It was also DE that it was my birthday. For some reason, they went after Sean, as if he did something really bad. It was slightly DE that Sean sent me and him to the military, and it was against my will. So maybe that why they were going after him. Sean ran off to the right, and we all chased him. After one full walk around the complex, and we got back to the point we started, he kept walking, but this time, my mom went after him, and Brian went the other way to trap him. They didn't know about the middle room, but I did. It's always been known between Sean and I that I was pretty weak, and he was a lot stronger than me. So when I went into the middle room to stop him in case he went in the other way, and he walked in the other way and saw me, he thought, "Oh, it's just Chris, he's not going to do anything." He walked up to me prepared to hit me. All of a sudden, everything was in slow motion, and every kick, punch, or hit he threw at me, I just deflected. It was pretty cool. Then Mom started to come in because she saw that he had no where to go. As she got closer, Sean threw a punch at her, but I noticed this and went to push his arm away. I saw my chance to catch him off guard, and I palmed him in the face twice. He fell back and landed on one of the tables. I looked at him, and his face was completely messed up, and I immediately felt extremely bad. I looked out to the janitor, or had a small bucket-like wheelchair, and I said, "We need that wheelchair." He looked at me, as if horrified and started to back up and run back into the kitchen, which was on the other side of the counter that the Asian was cleaning. I ran out of the room screaming, "WE NEED THAT WHEELCHAIR!" Then I woke up.

I don't know why we were so violent in this dream. I assure you, we aren't like this in real life lol.

It was 4 AM, and I went back to sleep.

There was a small dream fragment that sort of connects these two dreams. There was a classroom in the military camp. The people in the were This kid Vinny, a girl version of him, and some other kid, who I felt a strong connection to. From that point on, the girl version of Vinny was no longer that, but was now some blonde chick. Anyway, the whole group turned out to be the unpopular kids, but they were really cool to hang out with. Suddenly I was in a car with them, and it was DE that we have been hanging out for quite some time now, and we were going to one of their houses. I found out that they were looking for a new best friend, and the top three candidates were me, Sean, and Ned Bigby from Ned's Declassified School Survival Guide. Suddenly, I was out on this street at night, and Sean and I were racing to get to their house first, because then we would be a better friend. Sean took off in a car, and I had to run. When we got there (somehow at the same time) We rang the door bell, and Ned Bigby answered. We were confused, but then we found out that they chose him, and we were disappointed.

There was also an even smaller dream fragment that took place at a football stadium or something. It was a game show, and on the field goal post, there were a bunch of pods with people in them on each side of the field goal post. The pods were attached to giant, stretchy bands, and the game had something to do with transferring something from pod to pod as they bounced around and got near each other. There was also a part of this dream that had something to do with some sort of danger, but I don't remember what it was. I wrote down "witnesses" in my dream journal to remind me. I don't remember.

The next dream I had, I was at lunch at school. The cafeteria was set up like Carson, but the rest of the school was set up like the high school, even the lunch lady was the high school one. I only remember one of the people I was sitting with, and it was Rebecca Torres from school. I had this bag with me, and it was made out glow sticks. I had a hard time tying the handles together to close the bag. It was multicolored and very vibrant. I put it under the table for safe keeping during the lunch period. I don't think there was anything in the bag. It was just a bag made out of glow sticks-nothing else. I got up to go get my lunch. For lunch they had school pizza, and Dominos pizza, although they looked the same except for their shape; one was square, but I don't remember which one. I had some sort of discount for some reason, and I could get one slice of Dominos pizza for free. I the next slice would cost the same amount as a normal lunch. So instead of getting one slice, I got two for the same price. After waiting in line for what seemed like forever, I got to the front, and tried to put in my pin number, which, in the dream, was 8693-7643. It didn't work, and I was like, "Are you sure? This has always been my pin number. Let me try again." It still didn't work. Annoyed, and without my lunch, I left the lunch room to get help from a teacher about it. On my way out, I saw some dude playing the piano. The piano had two sets of keys, and he started playing a Weezer song. It was a DE song. Then he started playing a song that started out with a repetition of a major first, and a minor fourth. This black chick wearing glasses standing next to me seemed to have the sheet music for this song. I asked her if she wrote this song, because it was really good. She said, "No, I wish. It's by one of my favorite bands, *DE name*." I said, "Oh, really? I love that band! They remind me a lot of Kunek [check 'em out, reader!], which is really the same band as Other Lives, if you've ever heard of them." She said she never has heard of them, but for some reason this establishes us as hitting it off. She writes down the name of the band (Kunek) on her paper, and she goes to class. I realise that we forgot to exchange numbers. For some reason, this weird, ugly chick from school, who NEVER showered, I swear (I think her name was Crystal) thought I was hitting on her rather than the black chick. So now she likes me. Fantastic. I ignore this for now, and head to the hallway, to get a teacher to help me about the pin number situation. I put a bunch of golf balls in my mouth because for some reason, when you go ask a teacher about anything, it is customary to have bunch of golf balls in our mouth. The golf balls started to get soggy, and they got chewy and tasteless like old bubble gum. I walked up to a teacher, and seeing my golf balls said, "Yes, we know about the pin numbers. No one's pin number is working because they were all reset, and the teachers are having a hard time too. Go back to class." I was annoyed by this because I realised I put golf balls in my mouth for nothing. When I head back to the lunch room, I see a different line in the back of the lunch room, opposite the normal lunch line. This new line is for people whose pin numbers aren't working. I go there, and wait in line. This annoying kid, Lawrence, who pretty much everyone at my school thought was annoying, was standing in line with me, mocking me the whole time because my pin number didn't work. When we got to the front of the line, Lawrence, who was in front of me, was denied his food because he had no money. Suddenly he became fickly apologetic, and said things like, "Yo, Chris, you gotta help me man, we're friends, right? We've always got along, I'll pay you back I swear." Even the teacher, who was taking everyone's orders like a waiter turned so that his back was to Lawrence. I ordered my pizza. As I was doing this, it was DE that the ugly chick was hitting on me again. Later, when I went back to class, I went up to the chick, and asked her what was up. She said, after giggling and blushing, "I think you're pretty." Now that I think about it, that's a weird thing to call a guy. To be polite, I said, "Look, I think you're pretty too, but I don't see you that way. There is nothing between us. I'm sorry." As I said this, I got a wave of embarrassment because everyone was watching, and I'm sure they thought that I actually thought she was pretty. I ignored this and continued as I walked out of the classroom, "So we're cool, right? No hard feelings?" As I said this, I did that weird gun finger thing, as if to say that we were still cool with each other. She hated me for the rest of the dream. After school, I walked to my car, which was really Mom's Hyundai, and I got in it to drive home. The parking lot was the parking lot to the middle school/intermediate school. When I was driving home, this DE Youtube song started. It was a comedy video. The words had something to do with an old man driving, and seeing a bunch of young kids playing on the sidewalk and everything, and this infuriated him. Anyway, this part of the dream looped. For about 3 or 4 times, I walked to my car and drove home to that song. On the third time or something, I accidentally got into the car next to mine, which is weird because my car is silver, and this one is yellow. This kid, Ryne, was sitting in the passenger seat, and he just stared at me, confused. Fortunately, I'm pretty cool with this kid, so I just casually got out, and got into my car. Then the ugly chick walks up, and gets into the yellow car. It is DE that she is dating Ryne. She looks at me and scowls at me. From inside my car, I look at Ryne and give this throw-hands-up-shrug-shoulders move to show him that I was just as confused as he was when I got into his car. We both laugh, and I drive home to the song again.

Then, suddenly I was surfing Youtube because of the song. Every page on Youtube had a psychedelic foreground that covered most of the page. There was a small hole in the foreground, and you could barely see what was going on. Suddenly, I was in this room with beige walls, a pale, leather couch, and a glass coffee table in front of the couch. There was a doorway that could be seen from the couch, and I think it led to a bathroom. The whole place was DE that it was a Google office. There was a hallway opposite the bathroom doorway that led to this reception desk. There was big window on this hallway that spanned the whole wall of the room I was in. Behind the couch, was this big piece of glass that I was under. I was transformed into a girl, and I was wearing only this really small tee-shirt that came down to the top of my thigh. These people who work there, came up to me while I was under the glass, and they helped me out. They let me spend the night on the couch, because they were going to interview me in the morning. I didn't have any covers, and it was pretty cold in the room. The Trix rabbit was sleeping on the glass behind me, and I think he had something to do with the fact that I was a girl. I remember thinking that it was pretty awesome that I had boobs. I was playing with them, and then I touched my new Va-jay-jay to see what it felt like. It felt very...uh...real. I fell asleep, and woke up on the same couch in the same room in the same clothes, but I was a boy again, and I didn't want the people who work there to know because then they would kick me out, and I would have no where to go. They would kick me out because I wasn't the same person.

AAAAARRRGHHH!!!! I just realised that I always do a reality check right when I wake up, but I didn't do one here.

Anyway, the Trix rabbit was gone, and now it was Bugs Bunny. He had a plan to get us out of there safely. He pulled one of his cross-dressing schemes, one of which is way too complicated to go into detail here. But the end result is that he ended up with a clone of himself, and they seeing each other. And his clone was him, but it was a girl. But they were both cross-dressing in such a way that they were both gay and straight at the same time. And at the end of this dream segment, They were trapped in a doorway with the people from Google coming after them, but since Bugs's plan worked, they had a fail-safe. The two Bugs Bunnies kissed, and then the original one looked at the "screen" of the dream. He had this shocked look on his face, and this whole scene was reminiscent of the famous scene at the end of 2001: A Space Oddyssey. From Bugs's eyes came this wave of green. If you have ever played Super Mario RPG on the SNES, then you have seen this. In the final battle, where you fight Smithy, one of his moves turns the screen green, and it looks very psychedelic. When Bugs looked at the "screen" of the dream, this flashed across the screen, but it "waved" across the screen from left to right. What this whole thing did was change the whole universe so that monsters and humans sort of coexist, but monsters are on top. Then, my dream went through this sort of "let's get you up to speed" kind of thing. I saw scenes from important parts of this new history that explained how we now live in this paranormal kind of society, with monsters and such running about. Things that were established were that humans lost this war to the monsters (of Hell maybe) and that there were these magic minerals that came off certain people, and these would have won the war, but we couldn't get enough of them in one place at one time. At one point there was only one in the world left, and Dib from Invader Zim found the last one in this alley way, but a monster took it and ate it. Then he made some comment about humans being made of cheese, and for some reason this upset the monster society, and now they hold a grudge against us.

Before the next logical part of the dream, there was this part where I was with people from Avatar: The Last Airbender. We were on this giant vehicle, which was like a train, but it was rickety and wooden, and had a lot of open spaces on it. We were in some sort of desert. I was talking to Sokka, who pretty much just called his sister easy, because he said, "Yeah, dude, you could totally have sex with her. She has a thing for people with powers." Suddenly, we were under attack from Haku from Naruto, who was attacking us from under the train. He was throwing a crap ton of needles that cut through the floor of the train and they were everywhere. You just had to constantly move and just hope that you didn't get hit. I think I was supposed to be Naruto, but only in name. But somehow, during the end of this dream, I wasn't him anymore as I started to enter the next part of the dream. I remember Kitara referring to Naruto as "Poji", pronounced Poh-jee. It was supposed to be his nickname or something. When she was calling his name, they were all in this purple carriage that was going through this very populated city with all of these monsters and such.

Anyway, the "camera" to the dream started panning out from this, and that's when she called Naruto Poji. As it panned out more, I found my self in first person walking through this massive crowd of demons and monsters and otherworldly beings. I was in a city that had a bunch of run down shops and such. I was with my mom, and two other men. There was this part where I was expected to perform, or sing, in with some people, like Sean did (DE), but I never did this. I don't remember what this had to do with anything. I think it was supposed to be the last time I ever performed as one person because of what happened next. The two other men we were with served a purpose. In the society we were now a part of, there were some people who had three heads, so they can be stronger. The one guy, who was pretty buff, dressed in all black and had red hair, was supposed to be the host. Me, and the other guy, who I didn't get a good look at, were supposed to be the other two heads. We reached this one row of carnival games and food stands. The host turned to me and said, "You get to pick. Left or right?" I was confused at this and asked what he meant. He clarified, saying, "Which side do you want to be on?" The other guy went along with all of this very easily, but I had my share of questions. I knew it wasn't going to hurt, but I also knew that I would never be able to turn back after I donated my head. I asked things like, "Will be all be treated equally? Or will you be the dominant head? How much freedom will I have to move around and stuff?" As I was asking this, the host bought food for only himself, and also bought two mini bowls of cream, to which my dismay, I could recognise as head cream. This meant that we WOULDN'T be treated equally, and this was a very selfish move on the host's part. The cream was just for the maintenance of my head, and the other guy's head. I decided I didn't want to do this anymore. Luckily, it was actually my choice, and I didn't have to go with it. I decided I wanted to get something to eat. For some reason, my mom was working at one of the food stands. They were very tall, and unrealistic. All there was to eat was monster food. But I looked harder and found some pizza. I wanted to by some, and Mom said, "That'll be 8 dollars." I said, "8 dollars for one slice of pizza?" She clarified, "No, it's 2 dollars for the other stuff [it was suddenly DE that I also bought a drink and a snack] and 5 dollars for the pizza." I know this doesn't add up to 8, but that's what she said. I refused to pay, and instead I bought a pack of skittles at this stand that had an impossible amount of skittles. Then these two guys came up to me and my mom, who was now with us again (not working), and they demanded that we give them our money. It was DE that we only needed to give some of our money. For some reason, I had thousands upon thousands of dollars in my pocket. Each bill had either a 2, 5, 10, 20, or 30 on them, and this indicated thousands, so 2 thousand, 5 thousand, etc. I gave him only a little bit of my money because Mom pulled a sneaky, clever move where I give him a few large bills, but then I fold my money over so that a small bill is showing (so it looks like I have little left) and I put that back in my pocket. I messed up and didn't fold the money over, so the robbers saw me put a 30 thousand dollar bill back in pocket. They said, "Hey, let me see that again, are you trying to pull something?" Luckily, I folded the money over in my pocket, and when I pulled it out they only saw 2 thousand, and we were free to go.

This was the longest, most chronologically sound, and vivid I've had in a very, very long time. Crazy stuff.

The dream begins with me at lunch in a different school, the dream then switches and I am getting out of a limo on a college campus.

Fragment
There was a boxer on the greenway.

Dream 1
I was at a bus stop with my friends (I think) and a girl I know walks past and starts talking to me. I think she's scared so I follow her until I see another girl who was in my old class, now she was peng (hot) so I followed her instead. We were then at the greenway and for some reason she wanted to fight with some guy who walked past. I told her to chill.

Dream 2
I was in school and a girl asked me to go to her house after school. I said ok but first I went to talk to my friend. We talked and then as we were leaving we passed two teachers who started talking to us in the hallway.

Then the setting changed and we were in my kitchen, still talking to the teachers but then something clicked inside of my head, that girl lives closer to the school then I do, so why am I at home?

I then became lucid, I did the nose plug but I knew I was dreaming. The detail and realism of the dream made me real excited. I was thinking cool I looked at my hand and saw it turn red then I yelled "RED RAIN OF PAIN" in the voice of Jaeger from Ultimate Muscle which was all well and good till I chopped my friends head in half or some other guy I don't really remember.





I ran out into the street and it was night or atleast early morning. I then jump and tried to fly but only moved a little distance I then saw a bus that was underneath a tree. I think it was a 86 186 bus. I kept jumping trying to fly instead of remembering my current Dream Task. I got scared and thought "what if this isn't a dream?". "What if someone's watching?" I turned around and saw a silohoutte looking through the top window then I lost lucidity and woke up.

Sat. Oct 29. Nap 3pm-6.30 pm. Bed 11.10pm. Regular dreams.

Dream ended 1.43am.
I was back at the elementary school, kinda reunion thing. We sat at our desks and my first grade teacher was handing out our test papers, just to remind us, how we were doing in class in past.
In general, good feeling during dream.

BTB 2.10am. Wake up at 6.47am, 7.30am, 8.45am. Had more dreams, but remember only frags.

Fri. Oct.28, no nap. Bed 12..50am, dream ended 6.38am. Back to bed 7am.

I was roaming school grounds with my best friend from school M. They were taping some show. 2 girls laid on the ground covered by a sheet up to their necks.

One of the props was a large light green sheet. The phone was supposed to ring, so a stage man ran to it and said ring ring. As I was watching the taping, somehow I got the sheet dirty as I was sitting on it.

I had a dilemma - to leave it as is, or to fess up and clean it. So I told two ladies running the show and to my friend, who helped me to spray stain remover on the sheet.

------There was a guy getting ready to ride a manatee in a crystal clear water [dream sign] in a cave, that looked like a fairy tail. I wished, I was in that water.

(The following is the continuation of a previous post...)


I wandered around the grounds, looking for people, I went to the back of the school where people were practicing flying, transforming, and other tricks. I walked around looking for someone with cards, then I came across two nerdy looking kids sitting at a little plastic table. I walked over and noticed they had yugioh cards. I talked with them for a bit and decided to go back. I walked in and 8 was still at the wooden table. I sat next to her.

"What took you so long?" she asked.

"I was like two minutes," I replied.

She smiled, "That's still too long."

The next thing I knew, we were making out and within seconds, everything went black as if I slept in my dream, and what do you know? I wake up beside her in my room.

Holy crap! I thought to myself, how did that even happen?

8 was still asleep so I decided to go for a walk, I went out and had another forgetful confrontation with the head master. I went behind the school and went for a walk in the woods. I eventually got bored and decided to go back and have a little fun. When I returned to school grounds the sun had just risen above the tree tops, and I had nothing to do. I went up to my room, where 8 was still lying in bed, awake now. We watched eachother, trying to keep from any awkward coversations.

"Well, that was fun," she said.

I stood in the doorway and scratched my head and smiled, "You wanna do somthing?"

She slowly sat up, "What?"

"I don't know, what do you do for fun around here?" I asked.

She smiled and got up, she took my hand and brought me to the table we were at before. We waited for a minute and then she pulled out a paper, "Draw something big, and scary."

8 handed me the paper and I started drawing, I didn't even have a pencil. I drew a dinosaur/humanoid with giant arms and handed her back the paper. She smiled and folded it up. She took my hand again and pulled me out the door and behind the school.

She heald the paper infront of my face, "Look at this," she said, "How about you make it real, then we can fight it."

I observerd the drawing, I already knew its details, seeing as I drew it. I thought about its giant arms, how his skin would be the color of darkened almonds, how he would bare his teeth when he was angry, then I saw him, right behind 8. We both began flying, and we had an epic battle, one too epic for words. When it was defeated, we landed back on the ground. 8 hugged me as tightly as I would imagine possible, we stood there for a minute, still hugging. She suddenly released me.

"I'm gonna miss you," she said, and she gave me one last kiss.

(This is an old dream, I just thought this would be a nice start)
(Oh, and I'm going to write these as stories rather than descriptions)


It was just an average day in school, except, it wasn't. It was an average night, but at school. So it was just another night at school. I was hanging with my friends, talking about random stuff, then there came a noise. Outside was about a thousand aliens, like the jakals from Halo's covenant all covered in purple armor. I ran out, for no reason, I just thought it would be fun to fight som aliens, so I did. I even started flying, even though it was a normal dream. I eventually got bored and flew back inside. Everyone was cowering in the cafeteria, lying down, shaking and whispering to eachother.

"Oh, come on!" I complained, only a few bothered to turn their heads.

The girl I liked at the time (as in I like someone else), let's call her: "W" (her name doesn't even have a W in it), anyways, she was lying with some random guy. He gave her his hat and they started kissing. Suddenly, an ogre with an apple for a head and a cape knocked down the door and everyone went running, except W and the random guy, they were still kissing (I don't think they ever stopped) The ogre shot fire and I got up to fight him. A rather....well, large, person ran by scraming on fire, throwing paper everywhere.

"Why?" said the ogre.

I simply shrugged and threw paper at him, which caught on fire as it left my hands. (unfortunately paper has a lot of air resistance, so it barely made it a foot away).

I ran out the cafeteria and into the basement, except it was the basement of my dad's house. I found Brett (my best friend) and we waited. It was only a few seconds before the ogre ran through the door. We went into the safe room, a white, finished room alone in the corner of my basement. The ogre followed. I found a container of apple juice and somehow figured it was flamable, so I threw it at the ogre and he errupted into flames.

After that, I'm pretty sure I went back upstairs and W was still kissing the random guy....but his hat was gone.

Fri, Oct.28. No nap.
I was so ready for a LD. Went to bed at 10.20, but didn't fall asleep until past 11pm. Got up for a 20 min WBTB at 3.55am, but had trouble falling asleep and had to move each time I felt the relaxing feeling and sleep coming. Next thing I know it's morning and I remember one measly regular.
I was on a school trip. The whole class was sleeping in some kind of a room on beds. We had small cabinets where everybody put their food. We talked about airplanes. Then there is a nurse and she wants to give me a shot. I don't even pay attention to her, I think that she was talking to someone else. She tells me it's for an illness I have and I always get this medicine for this illness. Someone tells me that she is talking to me and I tell her that I don't have what she is talking about and I never even heard of that illness. So she backs off.