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

Notes:
Another dream with Gale Boetticher in it... Must have been because I missed the new episode of Breaking Bad on Sunday...

In this dream, it was sometime between afternoon and evening - the sky was still light, but it was beginning to adopt a pale orange tint. I was in a relatively sparse forest with very tall and skinny trees. They looked like the kind of trees that had been burned and killed by a forest fire; the ends of their branches were flimsy and almost crispy-looking, and the bark of the trees themselves was fairly dark, but not quite bordering on black. The trees had a few leaves here and there but not many. There was probably one tree for every fifteen feet of groundspace.

I was a young gray owl, and I was one of five or six other owls (of different species) who were in school taking flying lessons from a grumpy old teacher owl. I can't remember details about any specific birds except the teacher; he had slightly scraggly brown feathers, and longer ear 'tufts' on his head. The group was flying in place, in a circle all facing each other, at the side of one tree in the forest, which must have been at an altitude of about 70 feet above the pine-and-wood covered dirt ground. Myself, I was in the hollow of a tree that was right near theirs; the hole was only five feet higher than the group. Because of this, I was looking down on them. When the dream started, my dream-self knew that I was ditching class because the teacher wasn't friendly; he wasn't letting the owls eat until class was over, which I didn't like. So, I wanted to stir things up.

I saw the group, positioned about ten feet away from me. I looked at them and suddenly saw a perfectly round owl pellet whizz towards the hole and past my head; they were using it to practice catching things with their feet while flying at the same time. The sudden appearance of the pellet didn't surprise me, although I definitely would've jumped in real life. Without taking my gaze away from the class, I grabbed the ball with my foot (although I cant remember if it was an owl's foot) and as soon as I did this, the teacher somehow realized where I was.

"Puffin, get down here now!" he roared in a grumpy but non-intimidating fashion, but I just laughed to myself and put the pellet down. I then kicked my foot hard into the inside of the hole, which sent three moths, each having a different color - pale orange, mint green, and light blue - flying towards the class. The moths' wings looked normal at first glance, but then upon closer inspection, the wings were upside-down! As usual, I didn't notice this anomaly. I was just thinking about how sending food out to the class, moths, would surely piss the teacher off!

I looked away from the class as soon as the moths got further away from the tree; I didn't see or hear a reaction at all. A few moments later, I decided to land on the ground.

I walked up to the edge of the hole and let gravity pull me over the edge; I dropped out of the hole, flapping my grey wings (which were still rather small because I wasn't very old) a few times to slow the fall a bit, and started to coast forward. I landed at least forty feet away from my tree, as a result of the coasting. I had completely forgotten about the class of owls now; it's as if they weren't even there. Sometime during the flight, the forest had seamlessly changed from a sparse one to a slightly denser and lively forest, with pine and sycamore trees that actually looked normal, leaves and all. I'm not sure if I was seeing from an owl's small perspective while in the tree, but I was definitely seeing through it now; the trees were very big compared to me. Anyways, the pieces of wood chips, pine needles and dirt on the ground looked large, which was pretty realistic for my size. I walked a few small steps forward and my feet sunk down into the materials a bit, because the sheet of them covering the forest floor was not one solid thing, but many pieces.

As soon as I stopped walking, I heard a woman's voice say, "what are you doing? Theres dangerous owls here, like this one!" As the last sentence started, an owl's face suddenly flashed in front of my vision, filling it up for a few instances. It was in the animation style of the owls from the film Legend of the Guardians, but with slightly less less feather detail. The owl was dark grey, with feathers that became lighter around its eyes and beak, and it had intimidating-looking red eyes that gradated to black in the center of each one. When the vision faded, it was almost juxtapositioned by a friendly-looking grey owl, who was probably a bit less than twice my own height. He was standing bot ten feet away from me; the forest around us remained unchanged. I knew that this owl was my friend; I enjoyed doing things with him and trusted him completely. He looked like the owl from the vision with grey feathers that got lighter around his face, but his eyes were normal-looking. There was no connection between him and the other owl I'd just seen; no premonition or a dangerous air to him; it was just strange and random dream behavior.

He said something friendly to me, although I cannot remember what wit was. We exchanged words a few times in a conversation I don't recall at all, and then I looked to my immediate left.

I was right next to a rectangular house (probably 50x20 feet) that had white siding, slightly stained in places with tree sap and other yucky things. The whole thing was raised five or six feet by a wooden lattice foundation; this foundation had black mesh behind it so I couldn't see behind it and under the house. The house also had a deck-like ramp made of pine wood going up the front of it, starting on the ground at the left and ending at the right. On the right, where the ramp ended about five feet above the ground (where the bottom of the house met the foundation), was a single white door with a square screen in the upper half. There was a small white-paned window a few inches to the left of the door, and it was divided into four equal sections by a thinner white windowpane; finally, it was screened with black mesh, just like the door. I couldnt see through it. I was in front of the house from where I was standing, the other owl a few feet down and slightly past the house. We both turned towards the house and started to walk up the ramp. During this, my height seamlessly changed to my normal human height of approximately 5.4", and the owl I just spoke with just vanished when I looked away from him and at the house. For the rest of the dream, he was nowhere to be found.

As I got to the top of the ramp, which was actually much steeper than it appeared to be when I was just looking at the house, I saw Gale Boetticher from the (awesome) television series Breaking Bad standing right outside the door. He was wearing a casual, button-down yellow shirt that had pineapple-colored criss-crossing lines, making a regular pattern of small squares. He was also wearing olive khakis and brown sandals; the outfit as a whole looked very normal.

Gale then looked at me and said, "excuse the mess." His voice was very similar to the actual character. He then smiled a bit as if to welcome me to his house, and pushed lightly on the white door. It swung open slowly and without making a noise, even though he pushed very lightly on it. I knew I was going to be discussing business plans with him, although what type of business I don't know; the dream gave no hints. The dream ended once the door fully opened, and before I went in.

So I finally decided to start an online dream journal. I will most likely only post lucids and memorable dreams. I know there are several grammatical and wording errors. I tend to type/write a certain way even though it might be wrong.

Warning: Kind of long

Lucid Dream
Lucidity/Clarity: Very realistic
Notes: WBTB

I woke up still feeling sleepy this morning. Instead of going back to sleep, I went to talk with my sister for awhile. We talked about dreams for about 15 minutes. I went back to bed.

I fell asleep after about an hour. I realized that a dream was starting so I made to sure pay enough attention so I knew I was dreaming but not enough to wake myself. After a few moments, I realize that I am sitting in a classroom. I can hear students talking and the teacher calling roll. I was afraid to move because I was able to feel my body still in bed but I was also able to feel my dream body. I waited awhile longer for the dream to stabilize. I moved my dream arm to see if it was safe to continue.

Suddenly the dream hit me at full force. Everything felt incredibly real. It almost felt realer than real life if that makes any sense. I looked around the classroom, felt my desk, and listened to my surroundings. This really helped stabilize the dream. I had no fear of waking now.

The teacher was still calling roll. The dream characters was also very realistic. They all had their own individual conversations. I had no interest in listening. I decided that I would leave the classroom. I almost reconsidered and had to remind myself that I was dreaming and I didn't have to stay. I made my way to the door. "Where are you going?," the teacher asked. I told him that I was leaving. I was laughing to myself because I would never do such a thing in real life. He want to know my name to put on the roll but I ignored him.

The hallway was full of teenagers. Some were talking with friends or going through there lockers. I didn't know what I wanted to do in this dream. I decided to summon a creature. I imagined an alligator like thing. It was able to stand upright and talk for some reason. The creature grabbed me and tried to eat me. In fear of losing control, I let him do it. I was about halfway into his mouth when I decided to do reality checks. I observed my surroundings again. The air was hot, moist and smelled like stomach acid. The smell was so strong I had to keep myself from gagging. I remembered that throwing up wasn't necessary so I stopped feeling nauseous. The walls the creature's throat was very smooth, warm and a little slimy. Despite being halfway into the throat, I was able to see its stomach. The stomach acid smelled really bad and had a neon green color. I knew being closer to liquid would probably increase the smell so I decided to crawl out of the creature's mouth. I felt a little strange because of the dream characters staring. Usually dream characters disappear when I don't think about them but these characters never left. I felt a little better when I saw the creature gagging in the corner.

I exited the school. I didn't remember walking out of it. I was worried that I would wake up soon so I did reality checks again.(Note: I find the nose RC to be very useful and reliable.You don't have to use your hands to do it and you can do it at any time.) I also took this time to observe my surroundings and re-anchor myself to increase stability. Again, I was astounded by how realistic everything was. I was able to feel the slight breeze and coldness of the air. It was late afternoon and the sky had a dark purple to blue gradient. There was a neighborhood outside the school. Most of the houses had two stories and had similar styles which reminded me of a neighborhood in a dream I had several years ago. There were many trees. Each house probably had a tree or two in the yard. There were people walking around. They all wore costumes and walked house to house. I had a feeling that it was Halloween. I also felt that it wasn't Halloween but something very similar to it.

I walked into the middle of the street. "Let's show them my "costume"," I thought to myself. For some reason, I found the thought to be funny so I laughed a little. I did the usual thing I do when I transform. I threw myself toward the ground to stand on all fours while imagining my usual wolf form. I think it looks similar to the Mexican wolf or a wolf with brownish black fur with light brown splotches in some area.(I'm not really sure about this.) The nearby dream characters began to screamed and run away. I started laughing and felt empowered. I felt proud that they were afraid of me. I usually would attack and kill for fun but the sound of their screams and expressions made me feel a bit guilty. I saw one of the characters pointing toward the sky. I then realized that they weren't afraid of me but of the large meteor hurling toward the neighborhood.

Now somewhat afraid, I returned to my human form and ran to look for cover. I had somewhat forgotten that I was able to stop this but I doubted myself. While running, a boy, around seven or eight years old, started to run with me. He had brown/blonde hair and blue eyes. He was also looking for a place to hide. We ran into the backyard of a house. There was something like a storage area. It had a roof but no walls. We sat underneath it for a few minutes. I was still able to hear people screaming in the distance. I waited for the impact but it never happened. I was confused so I just decided that it wasn't that big and wouldn't effect my current area.

I went to explore some more. The boy followed me. I wondered if I should speak to him but I knew that this dream was long enough. I would most likely forgot most of it. While I was deciding if I should wake myself up so I can write in my private journal, I watched the sky. The sky was the same color as before but there were small orange streaks that would occasionally fly across the sky. I stopped walking when I reached another street. There was a house or two and an overpass. There was a city in the distance.

Suddenly, a larger meteor appeared. People began to panic again. I felt confident that I would be able to stop it. I wanted to save the city and the dream characters. I remembered Kamehameha move from Dragon Ball Z. As I got into position, I realized that the meteor was moving very fast and would hit the city if I took too long. Instead of yelling out the entire name, I yelled "-hameha" and thrusted my palms into the direction of the meteor. Nothing happened. I was a bit disappointed until I saw a small blue flash on the meteor. The meteor exploded into dust with a very loud crack. The people around me cheered and thanked me.

I suddenly got tunnel vision and lost feeling of my dream body. I knew I was probably waking up and remembered to stay still. Once everything turned black, I imagined a new scene so I can continue.

I managed to enter a new dream without losing any clarity. I didn't get to do anything eventful because I woke up about thirty seconds later.

Sorry about the really long post. This dream was the most realistic dream I have ever had. I felt that summarizing it would make it less fun to read. If anyone actually reads dream journals.

During the day I recalled being in a fight with someone, I remember him being on a slightly raised platform, and I had him by the arm and flipped him over my shoulder.
I also remember something about school, more specifically being there.

I was in a dorm of sorts. I feel... at peace? Looks like our dorm near LaSalle.

I was in school, in the college of Engineering. I was going to take some classes. First, we have to do some cleaning. Looking for a dust pan, I made my way out to the football field. I passed by a garden, and decided to water the plants, especially the ones I planted there before.

Went back to the college of Engineering, and thought I was supposed to be teaching. I was late, or forgot which class I was supposed to be in. I was going to be fired.

I was near a truck. JJ was there, listening to score of Harry Potter (or something).

08/05/11 Friday
I am in school, I know it is Friday, and I am impatiently waiting for the class to come to an end so I can go home. I fidget in my seat, willing the time to go by more quickly, completely ignoring the paper in front of me. I have all weekend to do that homework, there's no hurry. Something hits me in the back of the head, it is a wad of paper. I pick it up and look at it. There is a note scrawled inside that says, "You are having a cow." Wtf? I look around the room and see there is a boy a couple rows back from me looking at me. He points at me and mouths the word 'cow' very clearly. Weirdo… The bell finally rings and I get up to leave. I brush up against someone as I'm gathering my things and she gives a mock scream. She says something contaminated touched her and she needs to be disinfected before she catches whatever it is that makes me so gross. Another idiot. I already know for a fact that the school is full of idiots. I ignore the idiots and leave the classroom, heading for home. In front of the school there is a group of five boys picking on one boy. Bunch of cowards… I head over to the group, I recognize the boy getting picked on… and I know I don't like being picked on, so neither does this boy. One of them, a particularly fat one, is saying the smaller boy probably wets the bed, how pathetic is that? I comment it is about one tenth as pathetic as a group of five idiots picking on one person. The fat one turns around and says no one asked me, so get lost. I apologize for my mistake… six picking on one, since the big one is clearly fat enough for at least two boys. The fat kid says he isn't fat, he has big bones. I say wow… he'll never have to worry about breaking a bone, then… those bones aren't big, they're HUGE! The fat kid says he's not opposed to hitting a girl, so get lost before he beats me along with Potter. I say I'm not opposed to kicking him in the… wait… Potter? Harry Potter? He looks at me blankly. Does that make you Dudley Dursley? Yeah… who wants to know? I tell him I read about him in a scientific journal… the first known human being to exist with absolutely no brain at all! He says that does it, I'm going to get pounded. He takes a swing at my face, I catch his fist in my hand and twist it over into a very uncomfortable position. He lets out a cry of surprise and a bit of pain. I tell him he has one chance to run home to his mommy before I kick him in the nuts so hard they get lodged in his fucking nostrils. Someone is coming, it is a teacher, asking what is going on here. Everyone is instantly on their best behavior. Dudley whispers to Harry that he will get it later on… and then to me that I will get it tomorrow. Um… tomorrow is Saturday, retard… I won't be seeing you… Harry says that was worth it to see Dudley get shown up by a girl. I invite him to come to my place. He says he can't come home with me every day forever. I ask why not, my dad won't mind. And it's not like his aunt and uncle give a shit… He can't argue with that, and we head back to my place together. I tell him there is a technique to being able to fight people like Dudley… and I know someone who can teach him if he wants to learn. He seems very interested.

08/06/11 Saturday
I am in the back yard of my own house, though it is not the house I live in now, it isn't even a house I recognize. My father is there with me, in fact, my father is James Hetfield from Metallica. Also there with me are Harry Potter and Vegeta from Dragonball Z. Hetfield goes into the house, leaving Harry and me there with Vegeta. Vegeta is giving us a martial arts lesson. He says it doesn't matter how large your opponent is if you know the right techniques to handle ourselves. So we spend a while out in the back yard working on exercises to get in shape and martial arts techniques. I am thinking I am at least getting some exercise for a change, and maybe this time I will even be able to stick with it. Somehow, even though Vegeta and Harry Potter are there with me, and James Hetfield is my father, it never occurs to me that I might be dreaming until I wake up.

08/07/11 Sunday
I am in the back yard of a house that is clearly not one of the places I have ever lived in my waking life, but it is familiar to me as my home. This entire dream consists of practicing martial arts with Harry Potter, Vegeta is the instructor. For some reason it never once occurs to me to do a reality check…

Note: In spite of doing reality checks periodically during the day and telling myself to do them when I am dreaming, I never seem to do them anymore. If anyone has any ideas on how to get back into the habit it would be really helpful, I used to have frequent lucid dreams and now they're gone…

08/08/11 Monday
I am in bed and waking up, the alarm is going off, I don't want to get up… it is too early… why is my alarm going off now?! I sit up and look around the room, there is some light coming in the window, but it is clearly still early in the morning. I drag myself out of bed and get dressed before dragging myself out to the other room. Someone speaks to me from the door, says this is the last week of school, come on, get out of bed. School… wtf? I have school? What is going on? I sit up and get out of bed, not sure what to think. I get dressed and when I go to brush my hair I see I am about 11 years old. My mind just falls into the routine of going to class now, all thoughts of dreaming gone. Eat breakfast, walk to school. I am walking to school with Harry Potter, who apparently spent the night at my house last night. The entire time I am walking to school I get the strange feeling that someone is watching us… following us… am I just being paranoid? Nope. About half way to school a group of five boys blocks our path, one of them is Dudley Dursley. They seem ready for a fight. Dudley says no one humiliates him in front of his friends… I say no need to, he makes a complete fool of himself on his own. He turns red and says he's going to pound me… then he comes at me. I use leverage and strength I didn't realize I had to flip him over and onto his back, then I step on his fat neck. Try that again I'll rip your dick off and shove it so far up your ass that you're giving yourself a blowjob! All five of them look shocked that a girl just did that. While they are shocked, Harry and I continue to school where all my classes go predictably boring. My last class is over, and I am ready to head home… but wasn't I supposed to meet Harry and walk home with him? I look around for Harry for a while, then I finally find him. I'm not sure what made me check… but I find him in a dumpster. He has had his ass kicked… by Dudley and his gang, no doubt… I help Harry out of the dumpster, at first he is mad at me, saying Dudley was beating him because of me, then he is upset, saying he tried to use Vegeta's techniques, but they didn't work… I tell him it takes time to train to fight. I focus on healing a couple of his injuries… the healing works. We walk home together, I am plotting revenge on Dudley, but Harry wants to learn to fight and take care of things himself.

08/09/11 Tuesday
I wake up in bed and know right away that it is time to go to school. Time to get up and get ready to go. I pull myself out of bed, I currently have no awareness of my normal waking life, and no idea that I could be dreaming right now. I come out of the bedroom and have breakfast, I don't want to go to school, I never do, but this is the last week. Yay! I am walking to school with Harry Potter, and it feels like we're being watched. This seems to be a common occurrence now… nothing happens before we reach class, though. No one shows their face. I wonder if it was Dudley and his goons, and they are too cowardly to show their faces. Most likely. Classes today are preparation for the final exams, so there isn't much time to think about anything else. I get really bored with going over material for final exams and I end up doodling again, though this time I am more careful about getting caught. I am doodling plans for a puzzle game I have had in mind, though I am not entirely sure what I plan on doing with the idea. I will figure out that part once I have the idea finalized.

08/10/11 Wednesday, Dream 1
I am in an office, I am there for a job interview. I have no memory of how I got to be there, and I can't even remember what job I am interviewing for. Of course this results in me being about ten times as nervous as I usually am at an interview, and that is never a good thing. I look around the office a bit, it is a really fancy office. I am there by myself, I wonder when the person interviewing me will arrive. I get nosy and look around on the desk. It is a massive mahogany desk, clearly an antique… it is well polished and there are many items on it. I note the items consist of some antique looking pens, a couple bottles of ink, several rolls of parchment, and what is most notably absent is a computer of any kind. Actually there is nothing electronic at all. Weird. I sit there and wait for a few minutes until the door finally opens and a man walks in. I do a double take as I recognize the man, it looks like Professor Dumbledore. I am doing a double take when he comes over and says he's sorry to have kept me waiting, there was some urgent school business to attend to. He introduces himself and says he is pleased to meet me, Quintus has told him a lot about me. Quintus? I am wondering who Quintus is, Dumbledore continues. He says Quintus has said I have held such positions before and performed admirably in them, and he is inclined to believe Quintus since they have been friends for so many years. Who the fuck is Quintus?! I am struggling with this question, but Dumbledore doesn't seem to notice, he keeps talking. I am hardly hearing what he is saying, though I am somehow answering, not even aware of my answers. Finally I am leaving the office, and Dumbledore is saying he is required to speak with someone else, but he really feels he has already made his decision. I wish it was that easy to get a job in my waking life…

08/10/11 Wednesday, Dream 2
I am in school, I am taking a test. It's a final exam. In this dream I spend the entire day going to two different classes and taking final exams, then the school day is over. I get to go home early, though the idea is for me to go home early and then study for the final exams still to come tomorrow. What fun, I am so glad class is almost over for the summer. Outside of the school I meet up with Harry Potter, and we are walking home together. Harry says something about that he really should go home one of these days… he can't move in with me permanently. I ask why not, as long as my dad doesn't care… and it seems pretty clear that his aunt and uncle don't give a shit. Harry says the Dursley's would probably be glad to get rid of him. I say then the problem is solved. Unless someone complains, there is really no reason he can't just stay with me… unless he really prefers living with the Dursleys. He said no, he would not prefer that. I say let's get home, I need to do some studying for our final exams tomorrow. Maybe we can help each other out. Sure, sounds great. The whole way home I can't shake the feeling we are being watched, though I never see any sign of anyone following us. I wonder if Dudley might be a problem… it seems Harry notices me being paranoid. He says if I'm looking for Dudley, don't worry, Dudley is still back at school trying in vain to finish a final exam… when he probably got stuck on the first question, the one where he's required to put his name.

This one was only a fragment.

I dreamt that I was in my Biology lecture that's supposed to start later this month. My professor looked completely different that he does in real life and spoke with a Texas accent. Then I woke up. T_T

It was one of the first days of school, but luckily I had only an hour or so to go. The subject ahead was sports. Sadly, I couldn't find my sports bag directly, and without consulting the teacher I went searching for it. My passage was blocked because of the cleaning personnel, They were cleaning the hallway giving entrance to the Magritteroom I wanted to enter. I asked the one of the women to give me the key to go inside, she refused. So I asked an Asian cleaning lady and I somewhat begged for it, she was willing to lend me her key. I entered the Magritteroom and it was dark and deserted.

The next thing I remember is still in that room where I find myself digging in a heap of sports bags and emptying them to see if I can find my stuff. I had already built a heap of sports shoes as tall as myself when I gave up and wanted to head home. When I opened the door of the room, I saw 2 teachers heading my way, one of them I knew from a couple of years ago. They somehow knew where I was and they said they wanted to talk to me.

They told me they wanted to speak to me about my bad behavior score of the preceding year. I was stunned because I'm always attentive but also critical towards the subject matters. They told me I scored weak because of my extremist points of views and I should score more this year if I wanted to end this school successfully. They admitted that they were forcing me to stop having the political views I have.

I was back at school and I was in line at the school cafeteria I wanted to eat chicken roti but I only had £2.50 and I needed £3 what a bump. I got the 50p from that guy and I then owed him 50p which I paid 2 days later. I was walking around with my friends it was home time and I walked past my old tutor then there was a rude ginger kid. I started walking home down the alley way.

I was in class and the teacher was calling people up to the front of the room and giving them bags of weed. You had to order it in advance, but I couldn't remember if I had and hoped I did, then she called me up and gave me one. It looked good. I sat back down at my desk next to a guy I know, HD, and was all "how is this even possible lol" and he was all "lol I dunno". I hid the bag in my shoe.

Then I had to go home and unlock the door for 3 of my mom's friends who were coming over for some reason. One of them looked kinda like a friend of hers irl but besides that I didn't know them. I was in shorts and a t-shirt and it was snowing. When I was just about home, I realized I wasn't wearing any shoes, so I checked my backpack and the weed was in there. I put it in my pocket.

I then saw my mom's friends getting out of a car in front of my house and realized I didn't have my keys. I walked up my driveway [which is too narrow to function as an actual driveway irl..] and saw my mom was in the car there. I was like "oh thank goodness you're still here" [??] and got keys from her. She asked what was in my pocket, and I told her it was 'Silver Streak' which was apparently a kind of chocolate. I got an image of it then even though I never actually looked at it, it was little chocolate balls/pellets in shiny silver packets, sitting in my room. Then we started talking about chocolate. She asked me how many Mars bars I had taken because she had bought some, I was like "all of them" and she was like "that's too many".

So I opened the door for the people and went inside, but they stayed outside. I went upstairs to a window that looked down at the front of the house, and I could see them out the window, except the room was large, unfinished and completely empty. Suddenly I saw Professor Layton walk up to the house, and I knew it was because he knew I had gotten home. When he spotted me in the window, he stopped, pointed directly at me, and started yelling loudly, not words but just a constant "AAAAAAAAHHHGGHHHH". It really startled me lol and I opened the window and yelled down at the 3 other people, "Why does he always do that?!" They laughed and replied, "Maybe you'll find out."


Sooo obvious I was dreaming in so many places lol, sucks

I was in a school. There are battles. Dinosaur-types of creatures. Using tail to smash things. There was a small yellow and black bus in front of me. I almost hit it, and found it's filled with school children. Grateful I missed it.

I was with parents and their kids. Looks like high school kids. Talking cheesy stuff. Sis and mom were there. Sis talked on the mic, but still being her usual angry self.

Alpha502's dream

I was riding in a car, and I had a small gun. I shot at random objects, like other cars.The bullets didn't do any damage though. I arrived at a school, and I had to fix the lockers for some strange reason.

A few other kids there were staring at me, and I walked over to them. I said "Ghost", and I have no idea what that is. I think it's a secret group.
They pulled me away, and I ended up in a small room at the top of a tower.

-lapse in memory-

There was a go-kart race going on, everyone looked different and had a special ability. I looked like I was wearing an astronaut suit. The only other person I could remember had a black formula-one racer.

There was a tiny robot thing riding in the kart, and it could change shape because it was made of nanites.

Me and a few other people got way ahead, so we were waiting on a bridge for the other racers. I saw them and screamed, then jumped onto the ground. My go-kart formed around me, and I drove away.

-lapse in memory-

It was nighttime, and I was standing near the bridge from before. My robot turned into a missile and launched at a bird. It missed.

I woke up after this.

Date: 05-21-11
Length: 3 Minutes
Vividness: 6/10

I was walking along a snow covered path with the Mexican guy with long hair from my P.E. class. He was talking about how he had a group of people sitting at a table, and he saw one of them do a reality check. He said that he walked over to him and asked him if he was dreaming. He told me that the guy said he gets angry whenever he does a reality check.
At this point, the guy I'm walking with begins to run towards a little shack not too far away. I start running as well.
"He gets angry?" I asked.
And he kind of laughs and says yes. The guy in my P.E. class walks into the shack and grabs some tissues. He brings it to his face and says, "I love it when the bogies run down my face".
This weirds me out a little, but I make nothing of it. We walk out the other side of the shack and walk around a corner where a bunch of Mexican girls are standing. They looked at me kind of weird, as though I don't belong, and then I woke up.

-frenchblablabla

Dream
Lucid

I was in my middle school with my Bestfriend and we only went back there because we wanted to say hi to our old teachers. It was five minute before school started and my bestfriend had told me we should leave becuase school is starting. I had said "Go ahead without me I'm going to say hi to Mr.Mcdannald" and she had said ok. So I walk into my old teachers room and I give him daps then I start walking out the door when two deans try stopping me, but of course I easily got past them. As I'm running out of school I see like 5 or 6 kids jumping super high and running super fast, so I thought to myself can I do that? Next thing I know I'm running super fast and finally catch up to my bestfriend, I see she's walking with some stranger and then the whole dream switches to where its dark outside and my bestfriend, the stranger, and I are sitting on top of some wooden thing. This stranger hands my bestfriend one of those bronnies with tabacco in it and i was like "Alex dont eat that".
Stranger: "No go ahead and eat it"
Me: "Dont eat it!"
Stranger: "Come one live alittle"
Me: " She's not gonna eat it"
I turn around and she's eating it and I was like "W.T.F."
Me: "Fine alex if you want to listen to some stranger instead of your bestfriend then have fun bye!!"
So I hop down the wooden box we are on and walk down a street and take a right, as im walking down that street some random kid firebends a blast of fire at me. I ended up earthbending and killed him so thats when I thought others would come so I started to sneak around then I saw someone coming my way about 50 yards away from me so instead of fighting him I run from him. Not because I was scared becuase I had just realized I left my bestfriend with a total stranger who could be in danger! As I'm running back to her this earthbender tries to stop me, but no one gets in between me and my bestfriend so I get the earth from under him to shot him right out into space. Right after that I ran full speed back to where she was when I arrived she wasnt there anymore "Oh no where is she!" was the last thing I said before my dream switched.
I was in a green field with like four other people and we were all holding ballons that could lift us into the sky even thought they were the size of normal ballons. So I think I was trying to show off with two ballons in my hand one was blue and one was yellow so then I was going really fast towards the DC's and I was about 20 feet in the air. But then like the whole dream froze including me, like in the end of a movie how everything stops as if its a picture, then I woke up.

Lucid- No
Vividness- 6

Dream
Lucid
Information

I'm a becoming a sophmore when school starts in two weeks. At the moment half my school is being rebuilt and each building has 3 stories, and their also going to add new things to the new class rooms because our school is over 75 years old and this is the first time their ever rebuilding it.

I was in the car with my mom and she was driving me to school, as I was passing the school to go around the side to get into the drop off area, I saw all the rebuilding they were doing and it looked really cool. So my mom dropped me off I walked up to a building that I never saw before and it was already in use. As I open the door instead of being on the first floor of this building I somehow ended up on the third floor. I walked down the hall, I enter this room that had alot of washers and dryers and a couple of women in there so I ask what there doing after a min or two one finally answers me washing cloths for volunteer hours. I was like "oh cool could i help becuase i need volunteer hours" so after deliberating for a little they finally said yes I could so I washed some clothes for what felt like 5 mins. Then one of the ladies was like you come with my so I just dropped what i was doing and followed her. We went down the hallway and this tv was in the wall, this tv is touch screen, then I see a guy walking with a touch pad thing and he was controling what was on the tv screen. As we go down some 10 ft infront of us there is a door and the lady was like "oh these arent normal doors you got to turn the handle then drag the handle to the otherside of the door then the door will open." It looked really cool (to me) once I passed through the door I was sitting on the edge of a wall in my middle school and there were these four black girls just staring at me. Then one was like "How you doin'" and I was like "Fine you?" then my hearing weakend or something so I didnt hear what she said but I still replied as if I knew what she said and her and her friends just laughed. After they finished laughing they went pass my except for one who randomly sat on my lap and I was like " umm why are you sitting on me you dont even know me" and she said "I like to be spontaneous" and I was like "ok".

Then i woke up

Lucid- No
Vividness-8.5

06.08.2011

String of Lucid Dreams - 12-13-14 (WILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I had just changed from my school to my friend's school, though the dream actually took place at my school. I was getting accustomed to a new group of friends, and Hamish convinced me to leave during recess and go out of the school.

We climbed through a fence, and started walking down the street when Hamish said 'Shit! That's the principal's car!' We started running back towards the school as fast as we could. I got back in the gate and walked back up to the group. I asked Dunstan what he'd done, his hand was swolen, he said he'd broken his knuckle. We were standing in a circle beside a tree close to the fence line.

I asked fOrceez where his group sits, but I don't think I was ever shown.

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I wake up and want to write in my DJ. I roll over and open it, take out my pen and go to write the date. What the, it's not the 31st, it's the 12th. I started writing when I noticed -wait, I'm in my bed. I was sleeping at fOrceez tonight. I looked up at my clock, it read 8 : 0~. I did a nose RC, aweosme! I sat up and rubbed my hands and the sheets on my bet, but when I got up my entire body felt top heavy again. I struggled against it and got up and out my door. I opened the door into my hallway, though it was a different version. Everything was poorly lit, with a green tinge. It was hot, and muggy. I felt as though I was in a chinese seafood market. WHOA. My head tilted to the side very quickly, I stumbled, fell down and woke up.

I layed in my bed and did visualisations as I fell back to sleep. I ended up without a dream around me, floating in the void. For the first time ever I imagined a dream scene, I believe it was a beach, in which I was able to simply step into. I remember doing the nose RC in the dream. Yes! I'm lucid! WHOA-

I wake up in a false awakening, in a room with fOrceez, his little brother and two of his brother's friends. We were all in the same room, there was a bed on each side of the room and then 3 mattresses in the middle. I got up and walked down the hallway and accidentally walked into fOrceez parents room, crap! I ran back to the room we were sleeping in and tripped and fell in through the doorway and woke everyone up. Some kid tried to elbow me in the balls, and I pushed him away.
I told fOrceez, "Dude, I just had a DILD and then a WILD!" I got excited and noticed the dream fading. I'm dreaming, shit! No! Don't collapse!

I woke up and stayed still and let my mind wonder. I started visualising. I was atop a cliff, looking over the edge and out at the stars. I look back over the edge and jump down. I free fall, feeling the air rush against my skin. I fall about half way down before I start to catch myself, and begin to float away.

This dream then faded into a non-lucid about being in a bird-zoo at night, I was being instructed by someone to use two axes - one in each hand- to kill as many birds as possible. I was just swinging wildly at birds and they'd disappear in a puff of feathers.

This night made me so proud, I was just so incredibly happy with it.