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I'm at my elementary/middle school again, though I recognize it as my old high school in the dream. At first, I'm meeting a handful of my current friends there. I ride up on my bike and see none of them have arrived. I feel the stares of several past classmates, reluctant to start a conversation with someone they were never really friends with in high school. I wait patiently as I notice a few of my crew walking up.

I turn around to notice several of my friends already present, waiting at a table for me. We chat for a while and then go on our way. As I'm walking around the campus, things seem normal though I feel as though I haven't been there in a while. I'm here to take a class I missed during my real high school years, as is everyone else. The only people walking around are people I know from the past.

I walk up to a new building. An auditorium with several people I recognize walking in. I assume this is the place I'm supposed to be and follow them in. As I sit down, I realize I'm wearing a dress, though I'm not ashamed of it. It's normal. A present friend of mine turns around and lets out a light chuckle as if I'm not ready for what we're going to be doing in class. I hear the professor welcome everyone to Singing class, and that everyone must perform before they leave.

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I was at some kind of performance. I understood that the members of my IPRO team had all selected songs to describe themselves. They were performing them on stage in front of the rest of the team. Amar and I walked down to the front of the auditorium to find a couple of free seats. Autumn showed up and sat down next to me. For some reason, a number of people brought props from the Sword of Truth series or dedicated their songs to Richard Rahl. I wasn’t sure why this kept happening, but it was amusing. I clapped when I saw each of them refer to the series. Two people trying to walk past each other in the aisle got stuck, and I suggested folding their props in half so they could squeeze by, but neither of them did it.

A dog of some kind put its head in Autumn’s lap. When I tried to pet it, its eyes turned red. It snarled viciously at me. She explained that it had a poor first impression of me… I tried to ignore it, but now that I had angered it, the dog started lashing out at me. It ended up pushing me to the ground, and I barely kept it from tearing my face apart. I was puzzled when the animal suddenly gave up and trotted away. While the performances continued, I feared that Limia would ask me to sing something… I had missed the day when we picked our songs, so I hadn’t rehearsed anything. If I had to, I could always sing Happy Birthday to the audience. The list of music I knew by heart was pitifully short and consisted mostly of children’s songs.

A Long Message and Musical Numbers

I was doing more college goodbyes. Basically I was hanging with my buddy Peter and it was late at night and we were telling each other jokes. I had decided to look at my facebook inbox and saw that Ian's message was actually a lot longer than I had thought it was. It was super long and instead of just being a regular goodbye, turned out to be a really touching long message about how close we had become. After reading this I realized that me and peter were in a circular building with a dome and a singular hallway leading out of it. The building was made out of white marble and was really extravagant in design. I saw Laura and Amadi come in and Laura put down a boombox , pressed play, and it played the background to a musical number on loop. It was almost a blues progression but the last 8 bars were slightly different. She was singing something stupid when Dani busted out of nowhere, pushed Laura out of the way (who looked slightly peeved) and started singing a different tune that didn't really match with the background. We all laughed at this (except for laura) and I decided to go down the hallway and run back in to make an explosive entrance and to improvise a song. The hallway was short and led out to a window which put me on to the street. I turned around to jump into the window, exploded through and started singing but I found myself face to face with 2 hispanic cleaners, one male one female. I had discovered that where I was was more of a small mall location with many entrances and I had jump into the wrong entrance. I ran back into the right entrance laughing and told the others of my mistake.

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Dream
Semi-Lucid
Lucid

I don't know if this is the beginning of the dream, but it's the earliest part of the dream that I can remember. Right away, I know that I am dreaming and that my goal was to complete the basic task of the month before trying to find my dream guide. I am in my room (which is actually messy this time, unlike last time. Much more accurate). I want to go somewhere else, and try to fly, but for some reason am having difficulty. I'm not able to simply start flying, like I usually am, so I decide to go to my "back up" method, which a dream character taught me when I was 5 or 6: I have to throw myself at the ground, and not be afraid of hitting it. (Kind of like that Douglas Adams quote, but I learned this long before I ever read it)It sort of works, but I get stuck hovering a few inches off my floor, and can't really move. I stand up, and try simply jumping. I hover in the air, and have to make some swimming motions to get going, but finally I'm able to fly like normal, and fly through the window. While I'm flying, I remember I need to anchor the dream, so look around at the detail of the shingles on the roof underneath my window, and then at the grass and the trees, rub my hands together, and - because it's so quiet - start singing, until everything feels significantly solid. Rather than trying to go anywhere else, I land in the back yard, where my cat is running around, and take a moment to appreciate the detail - everything is laid out exactly as it is in real life, and when I look down, I can see the detail of every blade of grass (though this isn't quite accurate because our "grass" is actually mostly weeds). I remember the task of the month, and shout

"I need a Dream Character!"

No one appears in front of me, so I turn around (a little too fast) and the whole dream crumbles away. Everything is almost black, but I know I'm still dreaming, because I still feel like I'm standing, and I can't feel my real body, so I start singing and rubbing my hands together until things start coming back, and then walking around in a circle, feeling the grass on my feet, until everything is nicely solid again. My cat runs by, and I reach down to pet him, then start walking farther towards the back of my yard. I turn my head, and see a guy with a giant electric lawn mower cutting my neighbour's lawn.

"Hey, you!"

He stops the lawn mower as I run over and hop the fence.

"Sing me a song."

He looks kind of confused for a minute (and I notice that he kind of looks like Bruce Willis, but not quite), and then..."

"Um, okay... what would you like to hear? Classical? Rock?"

"Sing me your very favourite song."

He gives a huge smile "Okay!" and launches into some kind of jazz song that I don't recognize, but sounds like it must be a real song I had heard somewhere.

I wonder why my brain came up with that one, since I don't really like the style, and start looking around, wondering how long he's going to be singing, because I really don't want to be here forever.

A few seconds after I think that, he stops and says, "I only want to do one verse."

He goes back to his gardening, and I start trying to mess around and make rocks levitate, because in the lucid I had a couple nights before, I was able to make things fly around. But it won't work, no matter how hard I try, and suddenly the dream is gone.

I catch myself before I start to move, and lie perfectly still. I keep telling myself "I want to find my dream guide" and try to pick someplace that I want to go so I can imagine myself there, and hopefully enter my dream there, but I can't think of anything, and start drifting in and out of hallucinations and dreams.

Finally, one solidifies, and again, I already know that I'm dreaming. I'm in some kind of military base, with either cement or metal walls, ceiling, and floor. Only the emergency lighting is on, so everything is kind of yellow. I start wondering around, and doors open for me as I approach them. The place seems to be completely deserted. I start anchoring the dream by touching the walls, the floor, rubbing my hands together, rubbing my legs. I put my ear to a wall to try and hear anything, but it is quiet, so I start singing a little bit again.

I go through another door, to an intersection of a few hallways, and see a DC doing something at an electrical panel, and think "good, I need to get a DC to sing to me," and start to approach him, but then remember I've already done that, and now I'm trying to find my Dream Guide. I turn around, on my left there is a single orange door, and directly in front of my is a double orange door. I put my hands on the door knobs and say,

"My dream guide is going to be on the other side of these doors."

I open them, expecting to see the tall, freckled, curly-haired red-head who I saw once and thought might have been my dream guide (though never managed to confirm it because she disappeared too quickly) but don't see anything. It is very dark, so I walk through the doors, and see another set of orange doors - open - a few feet away, and walk through them into a large room with a low ceiling and dim lighting.

Halfway across the room, I see an asian girl who seems to be standing on stilts.

"Are you my dream guide?"

She nods, and starts walking across the room to stand in the corner opposite me, but on the same side as the door. As she is walking, I realize she isn't on stilts, but has abnormally long legs - she was wearing light-coloured knee-high socks that just made it look like she was on stilts.

"Really?"

She nods, "Yes."

I start to walk towards her, and almost immediately the dream disappears.

Once again, I lie perfectly still and picture the room I had just been in, trying to get back to it, but just drift in and out of non-lucids for a while before my alarm goes off, and I finally get frustrated and give up.

i went to an MHS band concert and my friend Kaitlyn was conducting the first song. for some reason i'd brought my pillow and blanket. the song was 'Row Row Row Your Boat' and Kaitlyn sang it. whenever she was done she stepped back into the band and picked up a banjo. someone else was conducting now. i don't remember any music this time but then it was over and it was time to leave. i had my blanket but someone had stolen my pillow. i took it back from the man who had stolen it and then i left.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was in a big theatre. The theatre was kind of crowded. The lights were on, but a show was playing. It was apparently the Ed Sullivan show where the Beatles played.

I was surprised by the songs. The first song sounded a little bit like a Beatles song, but it also sounded modern. It may also have sounded like the "Boss Boss" song, by RC Succession.

The second song sounded even more modern. I could also hear it very vividly. I was really surprised by this song. I was surprised I hadn't heard it before, and that the Beatles had chosen it for the Ed Sullivan show. But I really liked it.

I was now getting up on stage. I was taking part in some kind of performance show, like a karaoke show or something like that. I felt like there was a band somewhere, but I didn't see a band: only a couple of guys leading me up on stage. The stage was empty and seemed to be made up of two or three tiers of some kind of beige-colored, polished material.

I knew I was supposed to sing the Beatles song I had just heard. But I didn't know the song. I thought that maybe all I was supposed to do was lip-sync with the song. I figured that if I paid enough attention to the words I could do that on the spur of the moment.

I now faced the crowd. The song was playing. The song was full, so the singer's voice (don't know which Beatle it was: didn't sound like any) could be heard. But I was actually supposed to sing out loud with the song.

I actually got through the first verse pretty well by sticking to the sounds as I heard them sung. I ended the chorus of the first verse pretty loud, with a lot of enthusiasm. I had a feeling that sooner or later the singer's voice would be withdrawn, and that I'd have to sing all by myself.

The second verse was starting up. I was really afraid I didn't know the lyrics. But I figured that if I heard the first words from the singer, I'd probably recall the rest of the song.

At some point I may have been back down in the crowd, or I may have had the view of a camera looking into the crowd. I may have realized that the crowd was really a group of my peers and that I didn't have to worry so much, even if I did a bad job.

Date: 05-12-11
Length: 2 Minutes
Vividness: 4/10

I was sitting with my friend Cheryl in some kind of Grocery Store.
I went to go get a box of cereal.
I picked up a box of Chocolate Wheat Thins and started singing a song that went
"Boxside Hero, darkside hero, boxside hero".
It kept repeating over and over while I was walking through the aisles.

-frenchblablabla

Dream - Lucid - AP

I remember having 3 dreams about Katherine last night, but I can only remember a bit of one.

I was with Katherine outside of this movie theater. It was kind of run down. I also remember being inside one of the theaters. Throughout the dream, Katherine was carrying a laptop with her. I also remember a man being with her. He looked older and kind of messy, with messy, shoulder-length dark brown hair and some facial hair.

I remember being in the bathroom with her. She was talking to me as I looked for a stall. I found one, and noticed that there were only 3 walls of the stall, and two toilets in it. I sat down on the toilet. I peed for a long time, still talking to Katherine through the door.

Then, a black girl about my age who was with a white girl walked up. The black girl walked into the stall, which wasn't hard, since there were only 3 walls. This made me think about a comment Rman made on one of my dreams, one I had about being walked in on in a stall. I quickly forgot, however. The black girl looked at me for a minute, and I looked back. I felt kind of intruded upon, but dismissed it since there were only 3 walls, afterall. She started to change her pad while talking to the white girl that was with her.

I then remember talking to Katherine as she was sitting down inside the bathroom. She was on her laptop. I remember wanting to get out of there; wanting to leave, but I tried to be patient. I remember Katherine saying something about someone "stealing something right in front of her face." I started to think about our falling out, and hoped she didn't bring that up, because I was in no mood to argue or fight.

I then remember seeing some theme park behind a building that we were at. The sky looked cloudy, like it might rain. I was surprised that there was a theme park there, and commented on it to Katherine. I also said something about me going to Universal Studios over spring break. She said "Yeah, there's a theme park here!", and then all the sudden we were going down this green water slide with her in front of me.

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I woke up in my bed, and had to use the bathroom. I was thinking about my dreams. I felt very awake, and I stretched as I entered the bathroom. I tried to turn on the light in the part of the bathroom where the toilet and shower are, and it wouldn't come on. "I bet the other one's out too...", I thought. Then, I tried the main light, where the sinks are. It wasn't working either. "Really?", I said. I still had to use the bathroom, so whatever.

I then tried turning on the light in my room so I could at least have a little light in the bathroom. Only one lightbulb flickered. It was very dim. I then turned on a second light in my room of a second fan that was there. The same thing happened as did with the first fan light. I remember thinking that this would be a good opportunity to try a WBTB, since I felt more awake, and I had been up longer than originally planned.

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I was at my old apartment. I was in Caitlin's room. She was with our other friend Katie. They were getting ready to go to a party. They asked me to go, and I told them no, I didn't want to. They left.

Then, I was with my friend, Leigh. I was at her house. She told me Caitlin was getting too crazy and drunk at these parties, saying that she was pulling "carnival tricks" or something, trying to pull her eyes out of socket and stuff like that, and going way too far with it; it was becoming very dangerous. I thought about seeing her do that in the past. She also said that it was mostly Caitlin, and Katie was actually not as bad about it.

Then, I asked Leigh if she had any weed. She pointed out a white and grey marbled stone-made pipe that was sitting on a dresser beside a picture frame. She said there was a little left in there. She mentioned something about our friend, Bret. I started to smoke the pipe.

Then, I was riding in the car with Leigh, smoking the pipe still. I looked down into it and noticed it was out; nothing but ashes left, though some looked like they were still burning slightly. I started to feel a little high. I thought about people possibly seeing me smoking in the car, but I didn't seem to care too much, though I tried to stay alert. I was talking to Leigh.

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I was on stage at my high school's auditorium. I was holding sheet music. I was a first act for some program we were performing. I was singing; rehearsing. The song started with F quarter notes and the words were "Teenie, Teenie" at the beginning. My choir teacher said something about me being intimidated or scared about going first. I honestly thought I would be too, but I didn't feel that bad. I was singing the music, and I sounded pretty good. "Teenie" sounded like a different word as I sang it though, because I was pronouncing it weird. I thought about performing for a crowd as opposed to an empty auditorium. I didn't feel very nervous about it, surprisingly (I get VERY nervous about this kind of thing in waking life).

Then, I remember sitting out in the auditorium, watching a group of 3 sing the next song.

Then, I remember being back up there again, and this time, we were singing to die. It was strange, it was like we were all sick, and we were going to end our lives. There was one alternative that she mentioned that I didn't like (can't remember what), so my teacher suggested another, and gave me a screwdriver I was supposed to sing into and it would rip my skin off as I sang, leaving nothing but bones. I wasn't ready to die yet! I didn't want to do this. I started singing into the weird screwdriver and reading my music. Nothing really happened. I remember seeing some eighth notes on the page.

Instead of killing myself, I decided I just needed to take my dirty clothes off. I started to walk away, taking off my dirty clothes until I was down to my underwear, which I also took off. I threw it all in my hamper.

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4-10-11
This was a really long dream but I will shorten it by glossing over the chaotic parts in the beginning.

I was driving in a car with some people I thought I knew. The car goes onto a ferry boat which disembarks. I run around ship but there is nothing interesting to see. Then a guy jumps overboard to swim but the currents are too strong and he is thrown a strange life preserver, it is like a eyeglass case about 10 feet long. He opens it and there is a bed in it that he gets into but this bed is actually a control for the life raft which has a motor and he steers it back to the boat!
I go down to the water to see him then I see that the ship is way up in the air and they are lowering it down into the water, which will be on top of me. I grab a rope and keep pulling it down to me as the boat comes down so, since the rope connects to the side of the ship, it pulls me to the side as well. The ferry still pushes me under water but I don’t panic and swim the small distance under water to the surface. [I remember having this dream before but I panicked and felt like I was drowning and woke up]

Then I was in a museum like place and there was a woman museum guide who was getting everyone’s attention as she explained the globe she was holding. There were maybe 300 people all milling around this second story balcony, all very busy. I felt partially lucid, I knew it was a dream but was still mentally captured by the dream. I looked at everything taking it all in and thought it should be interesting to hear what the museum guide was going to say. Then a woman burst out of the crowd and ran up to the guide “then what’s this ball, what’s this???” I thought she was talking about the globe the guide was holding but then the mad woman held up a hand sized ball with a little blue cube in it. The guide was flabbergasted and confused at this woman’s nuttiness, “Well,… what’s this?!” I ran up to her and took her ball and ran over to this balcony’s banister and jump up on it and jumped out in to air! I slowly flew in the air and said back to the crazy woman “maybe it’s so you can fly!” insinuating that it gave me superpowers. I looked back to see the crazy woman running after me but since she couldn’t fly so she had to run around through the areas that she could and then down a long staircase to the ground floor which is where I landed. I held it out to her and she snatched it away but then couldn’t fly and felt sad with a big sad face. I felt bad that I had caused her to feel heartbroken even though I had hoped to help.

I went up the stairs and walked in a door and inside it seemed like a hotel hallway, so being omnipotent I whatever I wanted walk in a random door. I feel the presence of the last person in here and even got a flash of her appearance but she is not in here and this confuses me. Then I realized I was just getting her essence not her. I saw her luggage and even her purse. A thought popped up ‘PURSE, MONEY’, “you silly thought this is a nonphysical place and even if it wasn’t I wouldn’t steal her money!”

I go back out into the hallway only to get somewhat bored, ‘they’re all rooms so who cares?’ I go into an elevator shaft cuz I can after I make the doors open and fly down to the next floor. Arriving on the bottom floor the doors open and people are shocked as I walk out with no elevator to support me. I pay them no mind. I go to an area with lines waiting for stuff and see a guy, in his 50’s white with gray hair, who looked like he knew what he was doing and thought that has to be how I I should be. So I decide I will help people. I walk into a door and it opens up to the outdoors onto a disaster area motel where the motel is covered in mud and debris of houses and trees. “How can I help here?” :: I am in a room broken open to the outdoors but across the way to my left I see a room with people moving in it and fly over to it and go in through the sliding glass doors. The people don’t even seem to notice me. There is a boy playing a video game on the TV and guy hurriedly packing rushing back and forth but not noticing me at all. I walk out to the balcony on the other side of the room.

Once outside I see a girl on a rooftop of a pagoda. She is not scared so I think maybe she is like me so I fly over to her and gently land on the old wooden shingled roof, amazed at the detail of it. I see she is a light skinned Afro-American girl with a an 80’s hairstyle and clothes, at about 17 to 19 years old. We exchange pleasantries and she starts to tell me about something having to do with being disappointed by a father figure in her life. I get flashes of pictures of the guy she is talking about as she talks and they are coupled with good feelings so I have to stop thinking he mistreated her somehow. I am feeling her radiation and how friendly and open she is and am amazed at how good this feels, most dreamers are so closed. I try to say “yes” and “um hum” at just the right moments while still enjoying this exchange. She feels better for telling me her story and realizes also that I am not paying attention too much to her story. There is an awkward silence “Hum” she says then starts singing! She sings something from the radio, I think it may have been “In Your Eyes.” I thought she was singing about me but there was no love out of her radiation but instead I could feel she meant it to mean that she is trying to live up standards in her life but not really sure she what he, the male father figure, sees in his eyes. I never had a person in a dream sing to me before and liked it a lot. She stopped abruptly and said, “I have to catch Andy!” and flew off the rooftop! I guessed she thought she needed to catch the Andy Griffith Show.

04.03.2011

Glasses Classroom (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Log: 11:00pm Friday, march 3-4th, 2011
6:00am
Hours: 7:00m Alarm: 6:00am Natural Awakening: 4:30am

The first dream starts out as i walk into a class late. I had my flippy glasses on and as i sat down the teacher told me to take them off. I took them off and we got started. After a minute, he told me to take them off, and i was confused because i thought i did... But i didn't apparently. It happened one more time and by now, i was laughing and so were the other kids inthe class, and the teacher. It was funny. Then it ended.

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04.03.2011

Choir Running Singing (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This second dream started in the hallway near the band and choir rooms. All of the choir plus Jacob was there, and we were all running and singing at the same time. We sang one song, then starting singing Poker Face by Lady Gaga. I remember specifically singing it, it was weird... But we kept going and kept singing until we got to the ramp. We went down it and into the West Atrium. There were many people, and they were confused about why we were singing, but they also started to realize and get happy about the fact that they got a show. Jaocb wanted to sing a specific song, so he needed someone's phone to look it up. He got someones, and it was fancy and big, and he searched and found it, and the one he chose was that which contained a funny Japanese man singing a very annoying tune, but as it played, and my brain comprised a song to play, it was more of a techno song and i could never hear the Japanese man. And then it ended.

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04.03.2011

Hugs and Warmth (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

The was one of the best dreams i have had in a while, it was so simple, yet so amazing. I was in my room with Izzie, and we had been hanging out or something previously. It was casual and nothing was really going on, but it was nice. It seemed as if it was time to go now, and we were heading out. I was giving her a hug, and it was nice, but i said, " Oh, come on, you can do better than that!" So i squeezed her tight and she squeezed back and it was very close, and very warm. We both smiled and walked dowstairs. Jacob and Megan were in the basement and they were talking about how Megan needed to get home and she might have to take the bus, we were simpathetic and all trying to figure out how we could get her there. We thought of going with her on the bus, but we didn't. I cannot remember the dicisionwe finally came to. And then the dream ended.

1. One of my friends and I escape from some oppressive desert country and use a vacation house in Colorado as our hide-out. For some reason, I have an abundance of superhero T-shirts.

2. Singing "Bohemian Rhapsody" with a bunch of other guys. I do the lead character's lines, and seem to be the only person out of the bunch capable of hitting the high notes.

3. Something about playing with a rocket launcher.

4. Something about ugly necklaces.

5. I'm stuck at someone's residence with some snobbish former classmates and a handful of little kids. One of them criticizes the way I was eating a popsicle, and others join in on verbally harassing me. I run to find a room that I can lock from the inside so I can be alone, but they keep chasing me. Even when I've managed to lock a door or find a really good hiding spot (even when I'm hiding in my own house), they always get in and start dancing on my head, all while claiming that I'm in the wrong for hiding from them in the first place.

Then there was something about the estimated value of some herb and going to an incense shop to get something to help with meditation, but my alarm clock woke me up in the middle of that.

Very strange. I had some sort of book that I could enter through the pictures in it. There were some very spooky images in the book and I'm glad I didn't go through one of them...
It took me to a whole bunch of different places, including a strange hotel. I walked out on the grounds and saw a girl I have known for a few years, but not well. She asked me to follow her. I did, and we came upon a circle of chairs with people of all ages sitting in them. There were two empty ones, so we sat down. It was some sort of support group, but I can't remember what for. I couldn't understand what some people were saying. I got up and walked away...
I came to a room full of people but none were paying attention to me as if they couldn't see me. I saw a piano in the corner. I have played piano for many years so I was intrigued. I sat down at the piano and pressed some of the keys softly. Then I tried to play a few pieces but they kept sounding wrong and incredibly cacophonous. I noticed that the keys were covered in some sort of slippery liquid. I looked up and realized that the whole room was staring at me angrily. I tried to explain to them that the piano wasn't right, and that there was something on the keys. I looked behind me to see a tall girl in a Victorian dress and hat holding a teacup and intentionally spilling it's contents on the keys. I stood up and shoved her. I don't know why, but I think her name was Stephanie...
Somehow I ended up back in my own apartment. I put some leftover pizza in the oven and looked through the window. It was raining out but incredibly sunny! I ran out the door to see if there was a rainbow. No rainbow, but my backyard seemed more beautiful than ever (it's not beautiful at all in waking life). I began to sing and my voice came out beautiful and clear. My roommate came through the door and I was embarrassed because she had caught me singing. I went back inside to check on the pizza, only to find there was way more in the oven than I had remembered putting in (this should have been a signal that I was dreaming!!). Instead of two pieces of cheese pizza, there were at least six of many different kinds, and a lasagna. I assumed that the lasagna belonged to my roommate. The pizza tasted awful, and I threw most away. I got a large chunk of spinach stuck on my back molar, and I just couldn't get it out. I kept pulling and pulling at it, but it wouldn't budge a bit.

I woke up and realized that I had slept through my morning class.

There was more to this dream, but it keeps slipping away. I can only remember little bits of images. There was a lot more that happened at the weird hotel, I just can't remember what.

Ok. I couldn't get on yesterday so...
1-28-11
dream1. I was at Atlantic...or Ardent...records. I watched as Skillet recorded an acoustic version of a song. It was "Never Surrender". Ben was singing. When they were done, Ben told me that he'd sang 2 others and I got this "ohhh" look on my face. THen I woke up.

dream2. I was with a dream version of Alucinor, I think. I asked him when I'd get better dream control. "Alucinor" told me I would get better after a while. Then I woke up.

Last night.
Dream1. I was at my house. I was in my living room. I held a card that had a pic of Frodo and the ring on it. A RingWraith appeared in my house and demanded I gave him the card. I didn't. I ran into the hallway and we began to negotiate. I saw that the door to my room was open and I ran in there and locked the door. The 7ft tall RingWraith said I'd regret that and I pressed my back against the door, to keep him from forcing it open. He punched it open and I hid behind the door, screaming, "Oh please no. No no no! NO!!!" as he thrust his sword into my side and I screamed, "Oh God help me!! GAHHGHGH!!!!" Then I "died" and woke up @ 2:48am, sweating and freaking out.

Up late again last night, and took some vitamin b-6 before bed. I had to get up immediately after waking up, so my dream recall is not good, but I remember that I had more dreams than I can remember. Here is what I can recall:

Killer Robot

I am somewhere where this dream has taken place, and go downstairs to the basement. There are a few rooms in the basement, up and down a hallway that the stairs lead to. I am standing on the stairs, thinking about or talking to someone about a robot that is down there. Suddenly, a woman screams. The robot is coming after me! I turn to run up the steps, but can't. I try to drag myself up the stairs by the railing.

Then I wake up.

Little Monsters

I am in an airport or a school. I get into a long line behind a small monster. This monster is one of many in the room, all of them about the size of little kids, but looking like the Wolf Man, Frankenstein's Monster, Dracula, etc...

... I do whatever it is I went to the place to do, and sit down at a table. Around the corner from me are three pretty girls singing a song. I watch them for a while...