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12:00-6:50-7:35
1) School had started. High school. Mrs. White was back and I had her class. She ignored me when I said hi, to tease me. Mrs. Frolow. Rick. Three periods.

2) I was the doctor. Female companion.

3) Huge political scandal. I think Obama turned out not to be a citizen. Alien?

4) Magic?

Somebody has taken me on a tour through my old schools, first primary school then secondary school.

I know a DC brought me here, i was walking through the fields of my primary school, eskdale, from the field we strolled onto the concrete/basket ball area. Everything is as it used to be there, the only thing is that its completely different these days so i should of known!
Im telling The DC that brought me about where i used to play etc.

Its really cloudy and quite dim lighting. I walk from the concrete up some steps that leads past a classroom, there is a long wall to my left, i used to play on it, i turn to this DC and explain the games we used to play. It is a very low wall, red bricks on the bottom and blue on the top, its only about 2ft high.
I walk a long the path and round the corner, took a left and headed towards a path, the path is going up a hill but also splits off to the right, in the middle there is a wall, in front and behind it are paths, the path from behind is higher up, and the path in front is below the wall.


Set up behind this wall is a table, and two chairs. Sat on them are a small child and a teacher, the child looks angry/upset. He has glasses and a bowl haircut. The teacher is an older woman, kinda chubby i guess?
I walk over and as the child what is wrong, he replies "I've been naughty, i have to sit here".... I laugh and reply with "Don't worry kid, i used to get in trouble all the time, ive spent ages on that wall" - the child giggles and smiles at me. the teacher seems to know me, she chuckles and nods.

I carry on, from this point on i am no longer with the DC/guide. I head up over the path and the scene changes into my secondary school.


I am walking up through the tennis courts, towards the technology block, now it is quite sunny and bright. I follow the path and walk through the red double doors, i turn left and walk up a few steps, i turn and knock on a read door, there is a sign on it that reads "STAFF ONLY". I hear shuffling and then a teacher opens the door, he has longish dark hair, brown shoes, black toruses and a blue shirt with a tie. I smile and say "Mr BRUCKSBY!!!" and offer out my hand for him to shake. He smiles back at me "Come in, Ben." i follow him through the door towards another classroom, i smile as i start to realise where i am. I open the classroom door and peak my head around, a few students that are close by turn and look at me. The room is full of computers, its the I.T classroom. The teacher is leaning over a student helping him out. He notices me, looks up, recognises me and then groans "oh god, what're you doing here?!" He laughs after he says this and i giggle to myself, "thats not nice Chan-man" i say. - It is a teacher i used to have called Mr Chan, he was quite a decent guy tbh.

I start to walk into the classroom. We begin to talk about our old lessons and he says that i was a brilliant guy, but i just never tried, i tell him that i didn't try because what he taught us wasn't I.T - he looks confused so i feel like i have to explain. I tell him "if i worked in I.T and i was asked to make a website, if i opened up Microsoft Publisher , i would just get laughed at." he agrees with me, im happy that he does.

Suddenly i look around and all of the Dc's turn into my old I.T class. This confused me at first but then we began to talk to them all.

Then i wake up.

Just a usual day. I wake up and get ready for school. While I'm eating breakfast there is talk of a flood in that is headed straight towards us. I ask my mother what we should do about school, but she says me and my sister will be fine.
We are about to leave, so I run upstairs to get something and notice our upstairs has changed into a office. People begin running and screaming as water smashes through the windows and wipes people away. I quickly hide around a desk, and then pass out.
I wake up where I passed out and run downstairs to see where my family is. They are sitting watching television, so they obviously didn't drown. The clock reads 1:10 P.M., so we obviously missed school. My mom says she called us in sick so we could stay away from the flood. I quickly wake up afterwards.

07/09/2011
Hammered. I remember Nothing.

07/10/2011
Dream Fragment One:
(I know that there was a lot that had gone on in this dream, but I can really only remember a small section of it.)

I was with a group of people, in a tall, hollowed out building. It was like a barn, really. There was a tornado coming, and we were all strapping ourselves down, so that we would not get blown away, once it hit. It was a lot like the end of the movie Twister, actually. We were tying ourselves to leather straps which hung from the ceiling. I had a rifle or shotgun with me, and had a make-shift holster for it, that was slung over my back. It was a really long and cumbersome sheath, much like the one for my great sword.

The winds picked up and the twister came through. I could see the torrent of weather outside, through some seemingly wide-open hole in one corner of the building. At one point, we were actually suspended from the floor by these straps, with our feet unable to touch the ground. It was all pretty intense, but ultimately nothing too noteworthy happened.

The last thing I remember is going back outside, after the twister had passed, and all of us having to jump over a chain-link fence, in a rush to get...somewhere. I dunno.

Dream Two:
"Outside the Octagon"

I was in some nightspot which looked like a cross between a dance club and a game room. At the far end of this place, there was a separate bar, which I believed was some sort of VIP affair. Nonchalant and curious, I made my way over to this area, making sure that no one was watching, and then I slipped through the doors. I found myself in some pretty slick strip club, picked out a seat near the stage, and watched the show for a while. They had some hilarious 'audience participation' games, where people got to go up on stage and do ridiculous things to win money and whatnot. Somehow, I ended up getting picked to try out for a massive mixed martial arts tournament that was coming up. (I don't remember much about how I actually got picked for it.) I got up on stage, along with a few other guys from the audience, and waited to hear about what to do next.

Time skipped ahead and I believe it was the following day. I was being ushered into this arena, and there were literally hundreds of dudes signing up for this tournament. There was a sign-up room set up in what looked like a normal high school gymnasium, where a certain number of guys in different weight classes had to be chosen by other guys, to fight against. It didn't matter who chose who, initially, as there was going to be another stage in which everything was to be evened out, somehow. There were guys of all builds and social groups; thugs, nerds, rockers, hillbillies. Everyone. So many of these guys were huge, though - definitely out of my weight class, and I'm not exactly 'small,' myself. I'm no professional fighter, though, so even when I saw some of the smaller guys, I paid attention to their demeanor and attire. I tried to steer clear of the smaller Asians, wearing their gis and dogis, knowing that their sizes could be very deceiving. An old co-worker of mine, VS, showed up in line. He was actually behind me, but shouldered his way passed and gave me this trouble-some grin before moving off to stand in front of a guy that he'd apparently already sized up. I thought about giving him shit about pushing passed me in line, but I had seen the way the staff of this event had been handling those people that made too much of a scene, or didn't follow directions. At one point, one huge official took a trouble-maker to the ground and began beating his face in, on the floor. I can't remember what it was the guy did, but it was pretty trivial, so I decided to keep my mouth shut and not rock the boat. Finally, I found someone who looked like he might be a decent - but fitting - challenge, and went to go stand in the line forming in front of him.

Overall, the atmosphere was just insane. Everybody was hyped, and there were ring girls passing booze around to everyone - even us potential fighters. There was standing room only, in the bathrooms, and they even had ring girls refilling our cups with free beer, while we waited in line to take a piss. Afterward, we had to go through another check point, where people were checking our IDs. There was this really attractive girl checking the IDs for my line, and when I got to her and pulled out my wallet, it took me forever to find my ID. I just kept digging through my wallet and pulling out everything but my damn ID. She was cool about it, but getting visibly irritated because I was taking so long. Finally I found it, and she let me through. We moved through another hallway, and I could feel the adrenaline mounting. I was beginning to feel so pumped up - like I could take on the world. I began bouncing around while I walked, getting the blood flowing. I realized that I was bouncing higher and higher. Before long, I was bouncing over the entire crowd and almost touching the elevated ceiling. I only thought this strange for a mere moment, and was not able to induce lucidity. Also, while moving down the hallway, I developed the ability to slide along the ground, with my feet. It felt like there was a lot of sand on my feet and I was just trying to stop really quickly, from a fast pace. However, I could tell that I was sliding for much longer distances than seemed normal. It was fun, though, and I was having too much fun with it to think much about it. I even heard one of the guys behind me talking about it like "Whoa...how the hell is he doing that??" I looked back to see the guy trying to copy me, but I noticed that his slide was much shorter - and more realistic - than mine. (Still, not enough awareness to induce lucidity.)

Another line. I don't even remember what it was we were waiting for, this time, but it was like being at a theme park and waiting at the turnstiles, with hundreds of people milling about, around me. I met this gorgeous chick, who was standing in line in front of me. (I didn't even stop to think of why it was now a co-ed line.) She was short, thick in all the right places, and had long brown or black hair. She looked Latina, but I can't be sure. We were conversing for a bit, and I asked her if she was single. She smiled and said no, but then seemed to hesitate a little bit and finally added that her boyfriend was back home in Missouri. This raised my interest a bit, and just as I was about to talk to her a little more, some dude came from out of nowhere and put his arm around her neck and shoulders, guiding her away from me. The authoritative way in which he did it - and the submissive way which she responded - seemed like the guy might have been her older brother, or guardian, or something; like he was trying to keep her out of trouble. My best friend T was suddenly behind me (which I didn't realize as strange, since he hadn't been in the dream, before then), and he gave me a nudge. He noticed, just as I did, that the girl kept looking back at me - numerous times - as her supposed 'protector' guided her off to a different corner of the arena.

It's been almost.... (I don't know how long ago) since I actually posted up a DJ. Now that the school's out, I'm back on it.
A day has passed so I'm not really set on the details, but here's what I remember.
I had two dreams last night.

Dream 1
I was at my old elementary school where there was a dance contest. (Now, it's funny because I can't dance at all, but... anyways) I was warming up and practicing outside and next moment, I was at the side of the stage waiting for my cue. I hesitated and wondered why I'm here and missed my cue. Before I could become lucid, the next moment showed my old friend saying: "It's 1/40 chance that we can win. We reduced it to 1/5 and you just let it go. Nice going." (Geez... What a b*tch) The next moment, I woke up.

Dream 2
I was walking on a road and somehow "transported" into a passageway in the elementary school. Then, I met a girl that looks awfully familiar. (Come to think of it, she looked like a mix of two of my friends) Apparently, she was a girl I met that day that decided to help me with preparation to the audition. (I can't sing and I can't act. Perfect condition for audition =]) We had some fun and somehow I left without even knowing her name. Something felt like I'm going to see her again though. I guess not.

That's all I can remember 20 hours after the dreams. Time to go to sleep for tonight's one I guess.

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:
Last night was filled with different fragments, and nothing else. Maybe I should stop going to bed at 4:00 AM.

I was at school, standing in the restroom. The room was about thirty by fifteen feet, with paler, turquoise laminate flooring that had a bunch of little bumps for texture - it's a slightly better-than-average looking room. There was an open doorway, with no door, on one of the longer walls. Next to this doorway was a basic cream, rectangular countertop with sharp edges, going to the end of the wall. The counter had three white sinks. Above it was one long mirror, divided into three even segments that were directly touching each other. On the other long wall, there were five or six cubicles that were smoothly painted this color. They were all closed.

The lighting wasn't coming from harsh, bright white fluorescent lights. The atmosphere of the room was fairly dim; the lighting was steady but probably only a bit more than half the brightness caused by fluorescent bulbs.

I was standing in front of the sink on the right, the closest one to the entrance. To my left, in front of the other two sinks were two of my friends; I can't remember who they were exactly, though. The only thing regarding these two people that I distinctly remember is that one of them was wearing a pullover, maroon-colored hoodie. I was in the bathroom with them because we had fifteen minutes before our AP Chemistry test, and I was just totally freaking out because of this.

Turning towards my friends, I said rather nervously, "I didn't study at all!"

One of them replied, "well, that's too bad..." and trailed off. Both of them left the restroom and left me there.

Schools already done, but i am at school in this dream. I get on the bus but all my friends had seats with 2 people so i had to sit with somone i hate. I saw my least favourite person in the world, someone at my school, so i punch him in the face and go sit with a girl from my school.

We get off the bus and then soon a monster is chasing me O_O I run and run and i see my friends way ahead of me so i sprint to the road and soon i reach my friends. The thought of the monster chasin us died out and soon we began talking until the dream faded away.

1) At school. It's half way between my high school, and my future college in set up. Pick up K and drive to gym.

2) Cafeteria. Fried chicken strips.

First dream:
im at home living with my parents again, its night-time, pretty late and my parents are in bed. I have andrew, soph and some other DC round my house and we are watching tv, i am under my quilt cover its black on one side and silver underneath. I am sat on one of the reclining chairs my parents have, andrew is sat on the one next to me, soph is on my lap and the other DC is over on the sofa, i dont really get a good look at him/her.
(soph is my ex)

Soph keeps kissing and teasing me, trying to get me to make the others leave but for some reason im really into the tv program we are watching, she doesnt give in though. At one point she gets under the covers and Gives me some sneaky oral. I remember looking at her, shrugging and thinking "sweet!" (lol).
She is hiding it from the other Dc's.

Eventually i cave and decide its time andrew and the mystery DC leave so i can get down to it, i lead them to the door and they leave. My dad comes down the stairs and asks me what im up to. "Just had some friends over and they've left now" I tell him - there is a noise from the living room. "who is still here?" he asks, "oh thats soph, shes here too" i reply. He looks at me and says "thats not good ben, shes bad for you - she shouldnt be here" i sigh, "i know." dad goes back upstairs and soph comes rushing out of the living room, now she has to go. And she leaves.


Second Dream.
I am living with some of the cast from how i met your mother, Ted, Barney and lily. For some reason i am very close with Lily. We live in an apartment that is alot bigger than it seems, we are in a front room theres is a sofa, a couple of arm chairs and a tv. We are just lounging around and my mum comes round for a while. We are in a deep discussion about something but i cant remember what.

We decide to go outside and help a neighbour with her washing, This DC appears to be an elderly lady that i used to work with. The rest of the crew are helping her and i am standing in the road, i kick some litter about until they tell me she is my neighbour and i must help her out. So i do.

Third Dream:

I am at school, in the line for the dinner queue, im starving and planning what im going to have. there is a second queue over the other side of the hall, which doesnt seem to make sense, as i am wandering about this, a teacher walks over and tells me in this queue i can only buy one item. I begin to argue with her. "thats bullshit! I'm starving" she just repeats herself to me. I try to argue my case and tell her thats just ludicrous and nobody told me before i got into the queue. Eventually i just say to her "fuck this anyway, ill go over to the college cafeteria, there i can just push in the queue." She smiles and says "yeah, thats right."

I leave the queue and exit the hall, walk across the tennis courts with a random DC, i remember turning to her and saying "i can't believe that, i stayed in the queue with you all the way to the end even though i couldnt get anything!!" we both laugh.
I walk out onto the tennis courts and start to get really confused as to where i want to go or what i want to do.

I head over to a class room, enter and realise im late, i walk up to the teacher and he says something to me, that i cannot hear - i am suddenly aware that i am listening to my ipod. i take out one earphone and ask him to repeat what he said, he does and i still have no idea what he says. I take out the other earphone and say "im really sorry i couldnt hear you, got my deathmetal on full blast" and smile. He looks at me and says "thats cool, take a seat" and offers me his fist... I bump it and find a place to sit down.

Someone has saved a seat for me, i sit next to them but never really look at him/her.
After a while it seems we are cooking some sort of pudding, i find £15 in the bottom of the tray when we take the pudding out. a £10 note and a £5 note. i take the £5 note and offer the £10 note to my partner, who declines and says "thats not fair, theres only £10 there!" i am about to argue and draw the £5 note out of my pocket and its disappeared, and somehow a ripped up £5 note is in the bottom of the tray. "we could just split the £10?" my partner agrees.


Fragment of a 4th dream.

I see a school-friend Aimi come running out of some girls toilets in a bikini, her body was smokin'... I watch her until she is out of sight. We are in a club or something.

7/5/2011 Talking Non-Lucid Lucid

Before this, I was practicing a technique of repeating a certain mantra "I BECOME AWARE I LUCID DREAM" http://www.dreamviews.com/f12/repeat...ue-rmt-117791/ by writing in down with a Sharpie on a piece of printer paper. I just kept using that same message through the whole day before I slept. Every time I got into something so much in real life, I would look at that paper and have the though manifested into my head.

This is all I remember for this dream part

I was sitting outside, and it’s bright as day, with a bunch of students while some adult was telling us some jokes. Apparently he was joking around and telling us all these funny things. Everyone and me were laughing, but the guy said I was the one who wasn’t faking it? Then I realize he had the same voice as my Psychology teacher, and everyone left to go to their next class I assume.

While I was going to class, I saw one person wanted to know where the teacher got all the jokes. The teacher showed his iTouch or iPad or whatever (couldn’t tell the size from a distance). Then I turned back and went to my class.

Then I believe I was in a bus, and I was sitting down listening to some guys say some stuff about girls I think. I think as I was going out, I was just laughing like crazy, and the same guys asked me what I was laughing at. I said it was what they said. They laughed and I included, “You have some funny stories,” and they laugh some more.


Anyway, then I was in this luxury type bathroom just doing my business. Then as I go to wash my hands, I felt as if someone spit on my neck, so I grab some paper towels (a bit too much), and someone said, “You use too much.” So I responded, “But I think I have spit on my neck” or something like that. They said “Oh, okay.” (All I remember for that one)

The next one I recall is walking through the school hall and seeing some event where students’ mothers were involved, (I don’t really remember). I heard some girl I know named Angie I believe was excited because she could get her mother to be involved. Then there was another scene where some guys got some small blue double dong dildo (or maybe it was just a small one) meant for anal play (obviously), and the Angie girl I mentioned above came to them. They asked her if she wants to play with the anal toy.

Surprisingly, she said “Yeah.” I believe she even wanted to go back home to get something real quick. The guy or two of them I believe were freaked out by her response. That’s all I remember for that one.

I also believe in the dream I had prior to these few, (the one about me sitting down on a bus seat) I was worried about getting some object destroyed; it looked like a piece of a box crate and some weird components on it. That’s all I remembered.

I think I’m climbing out of something, I believe as I’m climbing out, there are small bits of fire on top. I believe I was tardy to class again (a recurring pattern for some of my dreams because I was never tardy to school, and even if I was, I had a pass that would excuse me from it ). I heard some people talk but didn’t bother to remember much, I was rushing towards a door. The moment I opened that door and walked a little bit, I could think for once while I’m in a DREAM! . I repeated my mantra I’ve been looking at on a piece of paper for the whole day for about two times in my head.


Then I said “I am Lucid Dreaming.” I took form and had complete control of myself. There was this window in front of me that was shining bright white light, but just enough to have some lighting. Then I see my previous AP English Literature teacher Ms. Park. I asked her if I’m dreaming. She said, “No.” But I get a hold of myself and asked her, “Are you sure?” She looks down on the floor for a while, probably just thinking of what to say to me. For some reason I can’t remember what I said to her next.

I believe I was asking if she could show me the path of where my dream guide was or something. She showed me with her arms and then this door appeared. I heard footsteps coming in rapidly (I was on a wood surface), and I got a little scared, but I kept my cool and even had my fists up. I even went back a little to ask Ms. Park on what’s going on. But she wasn’t there anymore.

I automatically thought that I would see a few Agent Smiths from the Matrix Trilogy, but it ended up being Will Smith I think. The room I entered was this big library with many levels of stairs. I didn’t have a clear view of this (I didn’t do a reality check at all, I just said to myself “I am lucid dreaming.”)



Suddenly I had to urge to do a move in Naruto: Shippuden called Chidori that Sasuke Uchiha used. I did the hand signs that I did for a few times in real life. Bam! Chidori on my right hand.



Then I think Will Smith freaked out and started running (LOL, if you know Will Smith in the Fresh Prince show, you know that expression on his face when he freaks out).



Then instead of running after him and some other figure, I decided to extend my Chidori like Sasuke did like a linear object and try to kill them. I saw my right hand with the Chidori, but I couldn’t extend it.




So I canceled it and did a Shadow Clone Jutsu, but then random Naruto figures appeared.



(I guess I was just doing things to quick instead of taking the time to manifest clones of myself) The clones looked like they were in 2-d form, and they disappear. I continue running after Will Smith and the other person I can’t remember too much of. They go into an elevator I believe, but it was one of those old-school elevators that was wide. Will Smith just comes out of nowhere and said “They’re just scared.”




That was a very odd experience there for him to say that “They’re scared” when I’m the one chasing them down. Anyway, he disappears, so I opened the elevator, but I just see the bottom of the floor. So I looked up to see the elevator going up. I kept going higher and higher by using the stairs. Then suddenly Will Smith and the other figure came out the opposite direction (WTF~#$@#%). As they are running around like crazy on the bottom floor. I’m looking over from top seeing all these people come in. Most of them were black, I saw a few other ethnicity and races as well. But then this cop comes out of a door, in the typical cop uniform with the light blue shirt and black pants.

He was Caucasian, and when he saw all these black people, he went, “Now that’s too much.”

(I’m African American too, well that and mixed with some other races, what the hell xD). I can’t remember much (even though I wrote a freaking NOVEL just now LOL).

This lucid dream was pretty short, probably because I was excited but I didn’t feel excited, I didn’t even close my eyes. Maybe it was something else, but I don’t know what. I know it wasn’t outside forces. I opened my eyes and was back at reality. I did a reality check by pinching my nose to see if I could dream. But nah, reality (sad face). Anyway, now it’s 5:15 A.M. I can’t wait to have another LD!

I was in the middle of the ocean, along with my two friends Liz, and Brittany. We decided to head north and within a few minutes we found a small island. We couldn't dock there since there was no dock. So we anchored near it and swam to it. There were stairs leading up to a village in the mountain. Houses were carved into the mountain, and the whole village was in a sort of square basin. A villager came out. I didn't understand what he said, but most of the village stepped out of their "caves". I waved hello at them and one of them threw a spear at me. It missed. We ran back into the boat. I heard the scream of Brittany and Liz and I ran. I was safely in the boat but all I saw was Liz. The villagers captured Brittany! Another boat came near us. It was a boat full of girls I knew from school. Someone asked, "Do you guys need help?" I replied, "Yes! Our friend was captured by villagers! We need to get her back!" Immediately girls jumped off the boat with bows and arrows. Liz and I swam after them and headed up the stairs. All I saw were girls shooting arrows at villagers. I saw Brittany tied up in a corner. I cut the ropes and told her to swim back to the boat. "RETREAT!" I yelled. Everyone went back to the boats and lived happily ever after.

P.S. Shockwave, if you're reading this.....Kiss my shiny metal ass!

Hello. After a long time I'm finally back. I have now vacation until October I now have more time to get this lucid dreaming thing back to work

Hours of sleep: 10
Recall: 2/5
Vividness: 4/5

- I'm playing basket in my old team as I used to do it 5 or 6 years ago. We were playing a few games, it was really fun. After this we go to the changing room. We speak about some stuff and than I realize there is something wrong. That I don't play basket anymore But the dream changes.

- I'm outside on an hill. There are a few friends from university. A guy is reading loudly the newspaper:

DC: It's time again to learn stupid random quotes to get good results in the exam. Everyone knows that it's pointless to know such quotes, but nobody wants to admit it.
Me: Yeah you are right, this reminds me of last exam. I learned so randomly things that I never gonna use in my life
Nathalie: Yeah you're right! I did this too. How stupid this thing is!
DC cites some verse from Goethe's Faust .
Nathalie: Wow that's impressive!
Me: No it's not. I can also cite some lines.

I do it, but there is something not right. It appears that I'm citing some obscene lines, which happen to be in Faust. Everybody starts to laughs.
My old mathteacher from high-school appears and gives us test. We don't want to write the exam.

DC: She's a witch! Let's destroy her!

He starts running towards her and pushes her down the hill. Everyone (me included) starts to laugh and we throw the test down hills.

A bit weird for a first dream, but it tells me that I'm gonna have some awesome dreams in future.

Keep it up!

Most successful lucid dream to date. (Ah, excuse the language in here and if it sounds childish, I'm kind of embarrassed about this dream, but I did not want to change anything from my original write-up. It was written as SOON as I woke up from it, so everything here is my memories in its original form)

This dream takes place from about 9am - 10am when I shoudl have
been getting up to go to physics, hence it probably caused the
following setting.

I was in my physics lecture for the day, and I was with zreb actually
writing down notes and it felt like I was really there. At some point
I realized that I was dreaming, and thought it funny how I was
continuing to take down notes. I turned to (Online friend) and said that
"Haha, you know I'm dreaming so that means that it doesn't matter
if I take dow notes right now, but maybe I'm telepathic so we'll
see how this turns out."

At this point the dream decided to try and troll me by having the
standard nightmare "Oh dude do you have your paper ready to hand in?"
Now since I was lucid, I was wise to this being a dream and decided
to not give a fuck. The professor came up to me I just got up and said

"YEAH I DON'T HAVE IT WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU GOING TO DO THIS IS A
DREAM FUCKER"

He just looked at me wide eyed as he continued to take the other
tests. Feeling pretty awesome at how this dream was STILL going on
in perfect clarity, I noticed a girl that somewhat resembled Sailor
Venus near the front. I remembered the trick that you could use in
lucid dreams to change things into other things, so I started to just
kind of push all my thoughts on her being Sailor V, she is Sailor V,
she is Sailor V, over and over again in my head, and lo and behold:

She turned into Venus. At this point knowing full well it was a dream,
I just decided to follow my dick since I had no idea when a dream of
this awesome magnitude would happen again. I went up to her, hugged
her and immediately thought about making out with her. Turns out in
my dream she just broke up with some guy and needed someone else.

this is where the long makeout session with Sailor Venus happened.

But NOPE I wasn't satisfied, I wanted to just go all the way and make
this the best dream ever. There was a girl lying on a couch I guess
to the right of where we were, because my mind was on Sailor Moon,
I thought about if she was her and lo and behold she was the goddamn
Sailor Moon. I think to myself "Hey I bet I can make this a threesome"

I go over to her and lay next to her and she says "Oh..you're not
Darien though..I can't :/" Her innocence came into play here and
I kissed her cheeks a bit, though at this point Venus kind of jumped
on me again and deep frenched me which..I mean I happily fucking
obliged to it, though was worried that SM would see it anddd not join
in. Well she decided that she did but was nervous at first, and this
is where control of my dream started to fade and it gets fuzzy. I think
it's because at this point I actually started getting full of myself
and started spending too much of my "dream thinking power" on thinking
how fucking awesome this is. Both girls were on each arm, but I never
actually made out with Sailor Moon, but you know what who gives a fuck.

Past this point, it somehow got to where I was a player in team fortress
2, aaand, I don't really give a fuck past that point, it ended with me
getting batted to the head by the scout and I woke up thinking that
I was going to be late for work and just "holy shit how long did I sleep
that must have been forever" when really it was just when my actual
physics class started.

welp, so much for being telepathic.

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

I was in my school. The school has a theatre with a big stage and a long backstage area with two doors (one on either side) that leads out to the two wings of the stage. Slightly colorized, hard tan flooring with beige walls and lighter, pale blue accents around the door frames. It was clearly rectangular, and in the dream it was about twenty by fourteen feet.

I came through the left backstage door. The room was lit by a few lights, but it wasn't as bright as it should've been. I walked a few steps and looked around; one of the teachers from my school was walking towards me. She was shorter than in real life, probably only 5 feet, and had very dark brown hair down to her shoulders. She was wearing a thin black cardigan and a black shirt with a pink, pale orange and pale red floral pattern around the shoulders. She walked right up to me and put her hand on my shoulder.

"There's something here that you shouldn't see," she told me in an informative tone. She tried to turn me around, using her hand to force me to turn around, and I walked a few paces with her. She then took her hand off my shoulder and just kept walking, opened the door I'd originally came from, and closed it.

I turned around and looked down the backstage, towards where the door opposite was. There was a big bloody stain on the wall next to that door. It looked like the stain you'd get if something had been sandwiched between two walls and the gunk started to seep/bleed through the two walls. It was darker red, which gradated to a regular red, and then had what I'd like to call "cloud-shaped" linear blobs of orange and red around it. It was just a realistically-shaped blob of color, no splatters or anything (because I assume it came from something in between the walls), but it was definitely blood.

I remember thinking, "hm, that's weird". Not as in the "I could be dreaming" type of weird, but just the general weird. And I wasn't unsettled either.

I exited the room and entered a much smaller one, almost like a broom closet. This room was tinted with lighter, pale blue lighting, and was probably only seven by seven feet. There was a C-shaped countertop in one corner of the room, extending down three adjacent walls (one end didn't go along the whole wall and stopped halfway), and cabinets above them. The top of the counter was white laminate, while the cabinets were pale brown wood. There was a square, light-colored laminate wood table with grey trim in the middle of the room. Two of my classmates were sitting on the counter, side by side, and one of my teachers was sitting cross-legged on the table. He was looking at papers in an open binder, which was positioned on one of my friends' laps.

I looked at the paper on top and "knew" it was chemistry, but they were calculation problems that looked almost like trigonometry.

"Do you need help?" I asked.

"No, [teacher's real name] is helping me, but thanks anyways".

I can't remember what happened after that.

I am with my youngest daughter, I remember something about being split up and away from others. I am pretending to be a little girl, i have changed my name. The women come and measure my nose and my face etc, she is says "its amazing, you have progressed much quicker than a child of your age". I am in a school like place but it isn't a school. I am colouring a picture, a woman has told me to. There are lots of squares on the paper, some are joined up and some aren't. The woman has told me to finish it, i have to draw the outsides of the squares black, some are already done, i have to fill in the ones that aren't done, i am scribbling on the picture and i haven't finished it, i am feeling angry but don't know why. The little girl has died thats why i am pretending to be her. I am pretending to be this young girl of 5 years old but i still look 34. I remember something about a group of men but not sure what though. I remember there was something about a certain man and lady being my parents. A man has made me be the girl and everyone is fooled by me, it is strange because i feel like her age aswell as my own real age.