.../I'm arguing with my dad about something, I'm getting angry with him for something I don't remember/... * Unfortunately I didn't have a piece of paper at hand to write fast notes when I woke up from this first dream, there were a lot more but didn't want to wake up too much. I saw myself writing some notes, turning on the netbook, exploring different options, but always gave up because of the possibility of not being able to go back to sleep. .../I'm in the old cafeteria at the university, I see the lady who served there and we talk about something. I'm hungry and ask her to give me something to eat and drink. It looks like it's late and there's no more. I got a glass of some fruit juice although I wanted a Coke. There's a piece of broken glass in it, I drink it anyway leaving the little piece at the bottom. I think I may go to the canteen, got some chicken from somebody first, I finish it before getting in/... .../I'm getting back to another house from my university times, it's in front of a park, there are two women lying on the grass. They same to be half naked, and kiss each other. I see my wife on another grass spot, at first glance she looks like she's not covering her breasts, although when I get closer, she's lying face down. We talk something and get into the house/... * That house uses to appear from time to time, now it has a third floor. Those days was just one floor on the ground. * It wouldn't be a bad idea to put some recalling tools close to my bed, since these days I will have some more time
Updated 08-14-2014 at 12:08 PM by 18736
I'm at university attending a lecture about the basics of OpenGL. The teacher doesn't really seem into it, and none of my classmates seem interested. To be honest, neither am I, but for a different reason. The other students are not interested in graphics programming, whereas I'm already quite comfortable with both Direct3D and OpenGL. Why am I attending this class again? Perhaps for some easy credit points? That doesn't sound like me though. Once class is over, I hear some people discussing that they wouldn't come back and choose another course instead. If that many people leave, this course is going to be cancelled, and I'll have to find another one as well. I'm mildly annoyed. Eventually, as the lecture comes to an end, I suddenly realize that I am dreaming. I'm not sure what gave it away. I touch everything in close vicinity to assert that the dream is stable. There is some initial numbness, but eventually my senses appear to be working properly. I leave the classroom, trying to remember my dream goals... It's not working, I can't remember anything. I'll go visit Yuya. It has been a long time since I've seen her because Faye is messing with my dreams. But then, just as I want to teleport to Riven, I spot a familiar face. It's Kate! What is going on? Why is she here? (Not a real image of Kate. Kate is an ex-gf from waking life) She smiles. And that is all it takes to stir up old emotions, which I left behind long ago. I'm in love again. Great... I had enough trouble getting over her as it is. Why does it all have to come back to me now? I reluctantly decide to ignore her and visit Yuya, as I had planned, but something goes wrong during my attempt of teleportation... ... I'm in an apartment with Kate. I think that she is my classmate now, and that we're living together. This is our apartment. Everything is perfect. I am living with the woman of my dreams, we're both about to graduate, and we have our future planned out. It is late in the evening and I go to the bathroom to take a shower. The water temperature knob isn't cooperating. I seem to be dealing with something like this: Kate joins me in the shower and she has no trouble adjusting the temperature properly. The water is now refreshingly cold, just the way I like it. Kate moves closer and kisses me passionately. I love her so much. And she is so beautiful. I stare into her green eyes as we kiss... Wait... this is not right. Those are clearly Kate's eyes, but... they feel... empty? Oh no... Why? I am emotionally devastated... This isn't Kate. This is Faye. It feels as though I've lost Kate again. I am so sad. Faye is now holding a rose and handing it to me. I get the feeling that she is trying to apologize? That does make feel a little better. Will I finally be able to reason with Faye? I take the rose. I cut one of my fingers on a thorn. Ouch! A single drop of blood emerges and falls to the ground. Something is wrong... I sense something moving through the small cut, into my hand, and then up my arm. I get vivid flashbacks of the bee birthing blisters. Not again! I drop the rose. But I'm too late. Stems covered in thorns grow through my veins and sprout out of my body in various places, causing me to bleed. More and more blood flows down into the shower. The water slowly turns red. "Faye. Please make it stop!" "No." "..." "Please! I'm sure whatever the problem is, I can fix it." "There is no need for this!" "I don't want the problem to be fixed." What? Why? I don't understand. I just barely manage not to freak out. The parasitic plant hardens in my veins making me unable to move. The pain increases as the plant grows bigger. Fuck fuck fuck. "Faye! Talk to me! What is the problem?" She doesn't reply. She just smiles, satisfied with the current situation. I can't take it any more. I need to wake up! I close my eyes, trying to think of my waking body lying in bed. But I don't wake up... Instead I begin to see, even though my eyes are closed. She laughs at me and my inability to do anything. Then she moves in and kisses me on the lips. No. I don't want this. My fear turns into anger. I scream at the top of my lungs, wanting to push Faye away from me. The hardened plant finally gives in under the force and breaks in many places within my body. I push against Faye hard with both of my hands. She is pushed through the glass shower door, which shatters into pieces. She is cut in many places by the broken glass. She is bleeding and her blood mixes with mine on the floor. This is so fucked up. She still looks like Kate. This is not right. I don't want to hurt her. She again laughs at the current situation. She clearly feels like she has accomplished something. She is satisfied. Finally, she gets up and leaves the room and I manage to wake myself up. Well fuck. -_- This is enough. This needs to change. Now. I'm going to WBTB, probably do some meditation to focus my thoughts, WILD and tackle the problem with a hopefully clear head. To mention something a little more positive, I have updated my Dream Journal Description. I've also found this really cool painting by Sakimichan, which made me think of Yuya: She obviously doesn't have the long pointy ears, but I thought that this painting just radiates so much energy, just as Yuya does. There's also been a strong blue/orange theme in my dreams lately. I thought this was a pretty cool find.
Updated 08-03-2014 at 01:13 AM by 37117
14.04.2014Tranquilizer Gun Fails, or I'm a Lousy Shot (DILD) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I’m hiding behind a rock that’s probably 5 feet wide, and maybe 3-4 feet tall. I have a tranquilizer gun on me, and I believe I’m wearing a black tac suit as well. The environment resembles a jungle, and the ground itself had a color of white rock material that’s covered by all sorts of minerals, dirt, and grass. The area’s pathway I’m on seems to be curved like a “C,” where if I were to reach the end, I would probably have to jump off from a pretty high elevation to get to the lower section of this area. I’m as the bottom end of the “C” shaped area, and there’s a soldier patrolling around the section farther away from me. He looks kind of like a Panamanian guard that you would see in Splinter Cell: Chaos Theory, though I’m not sure if the design for the Gamecube version was different from the XBOX. How I conceptualized the whole experience seemed to have involved me looking at my dream self through third person point of view, and occasionally feeling my dream body as well. I try to take my time to aim the tranquilizer gun at the guard, and it seems this experience in the dream had to be reset several times because I was either missing the shot completely, or I didn’t shoot him anywhere in the head to hopefully make him unconscious quickly. One experience within the reset was that when I took a shot, and miss, some kind of random object launched its way over to the guard. The object was hard to see from afar, but I remember that it had a violet color with a slight overlay of blue. The guard turns around, looks alert, and isn’t hesitant in calling for backup. I can visualize how said backup would arrive, and there’s soldiers wearing some kind of dark yellow camo outfit with brown spots spread around it, along with them wearing black masks where only their eyes are portrayed through a horizontal oval cut-out. _________________________ 14.04.2014120 Subjects Learned? (DILD) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Apparently, I tell someone that I learned over 120 subjects in High School and at a University. Words come out of my mouth like crazy, and I felt like it was just coming by naturally without any intention of having to cover anything up. I think I stated I learned 110 in High school, and the rest at a University. Even though the dream didn't make any sense, it's kind of true of how you barely learn crap at a University, other than: Spoiler for university/college logic:
11.04.2014Makar's Request for a New Branch for His Violin (DILD) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID The feelings and sensations in dreams recently are getting so real, along with the virtual experiential reality becoming more tangible, and less of a blurry dream-like state of being. Makar from the Legend of Zelda: The Windwaker requests that I get a new branch so that he could play his violin. Seeing how it shouldn’t be too difficult to find a random branch somewhere from a tree, and cut it off, I easily accept this task. The dream environment was first dark, and then it lit up as if it were a sunny afternoon. I go into an area that seems to resemble a University I went to, seeing how the trees there that seem kind of dead, or just saturated from rain in general resembles some of the cherry blossom trees after their leaves fall off. I can hear the slight cracks, and other sounds while stepping on the dirt, grass, and small twigs on the ground. I believe I had a machete, and I finally found a tree that I could get a branch from. Apparently, Makar wanted the branch to be at least 6 feet 8 inches tall, which seems kind of odd with the size of the little guy in general. Maybe it could be so he could have multiple branches to play his violin if one goes bad, I guess. I take a ruler, or some tool for measuring the branches length. I measured probably around 3 feet, or a bit more, and placed my finger on the end as a reference point so I could extend, and measure the rest of the required length needed for Makar. And when I finally get close to the length needed, I prepare my machete by lifting it in the air with my left hand. But before I could cut the branch, I’m feeling as if things are crawling on my left hand, and arm as well. I tried to ignore it, and tried to presume these are merely psychosomatic experiences that won’t bother me if I don’t fixate on them being an issue. Unfortunately, the sensations of crawling become stronger, and I look and find that small ants are crawling on me. Out of reflex, I try to shake them off frantically, worried if they’ll bite me, but it doesn’t feel like they’re trying to inflict pain on me, but the crawling sensations is just too creepy and weird that I had to flail my arms to get rid of them. I don’t believe I was able to finish the task, seeing how more swarms of ants could be in that area. _________________________ 11.04.2014Trying to Apply for a Job Position at Competitors’ Location (DILD) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Things start out where I’m entering the back of a supermarket, and it seems that I’m looking for a job position as well. The experiences so far made me presume that I was already working at another store that’s probably this store’s competition. I’m wearing a dark blue shirt, and probably faded black jeans while navigating through the area, looking for anyone that could be working in this place for any job positions. I see a man that’s directing a few individuals somewhere, and I felt as I had to join this group, seeing how it looks like a job orientation process. There’s a man wearing a hairnet, Hispanic, looks like he’s in his late 40s, curvy mustache, and parts of his visage that looks drooped down diagonally from top left to bottom right. I ask him if the job offer is still available, and I conflated the questioning with wondering if that even though I already had a job at their competition’s location, maybe I could still get a job at this area as well to at least fill in part time gaps. The guy shakes his head horizontally to affirm “no,” and I tell “Alright, thank you,” and left. I was wearing a watch on my right wrist, and I quickly checked the time, and it was 7:53 AM apparently. I had the presumption that I had to get to work for 8 AM, including implications that I would have a 14 minute grace period after 8 AM to still arrive on time. It seems I had my red shirt ready, and all I needed to do was go to a random restroom, or somewhere private to quickly change over.
Updated 04-11-2014 at 04:29 PM by 47756
08.04.2014Grocery Retail Promotion Test (DILD) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I’m inside a grocery retail store, and it feels that I’m taking some kind of test to be promoted, or something like that. I see dream characters that are wearing dark blue polo shirts, and this makes me feel as if I’m going for assistant manager, or something like that. I know that I’m dreaming, though I don’t really take any means of changing the dream environment. I seem to shift my awareness to my dream body, and then in spectator mode where I’m analyzing the environment around me. Things start out with me interacting with a female that looks like Kyra for short in waking life. She’s about the same height as I would conceptualize her in waking life, and I feel that during this moment, I had another dream with her. It was basically her trying to convince me to hang out with her more often, and that when a new section that will be a sports bar, or something like that in the small town opens up, that we could party with others. I can’t remember my response to this, and I felt I ignored her to some extent. Anyway, back to shifting to the main dream, I think I had to ride a white scooter around the store. I honestly didn’t know what my task was, but it seemed to involve analyzing some objects around most of the store, and engaging in conversation with other dream characters that looked like assistant managers as well. There seems to be shifts where I would be starting out with a different assistant manager from Kyra. One was a male that seemed to want to get the test over with, and he was using words like, “let’s get this shit done and over with, man.” He also tried to inform me to keep it a secret between us of how he intends to be easy on me during the test. After a while, I at a section where there seems to be toilet paper for sale, or maybe paper towels. I meet a dream character that looks like this, except with white hair: He’s motioning with his fingers, and visage of something related to the objects in front of him, but I’m not really too sure on what he means through these non-verbal cues. After a while, I seem to have less awareness of the dream, and I forget what happens next. _________________________ 08.04.2014Skating Through University (DILD) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I’m skating through a section at a university I used to attend. It feels so real, from the bumps on the wheels rolling on the surface, to the wind, and the momentum following along with how I shifted my body weight to speed up. I find myself eventually bending with my knees to go even faster around this area where buses usually stop near the Psychology building of the University.
I was in my college, at the 'back' of Cody and Solomon halls. I was in a dorm. New kid.
22.06.2013Almost Killing Someone (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I can't remember much to this dream, but it had the similar environment like the previous dream, except the scenario was more cruel. Basically people who were in trouble had to run around some area inside the building, and if you didn't comply, it would only make matters worse. It was like being inside of a building full of snobby, immature, and inconsiderate individuals. There was this one guy that really bugged me, bugged me to the point where even in the non-lucid state, I couldn't tolerate his existence anymore. I believe I grabbed his neck and had a gun form from my left hand. I shoved the tip of the barrel extending from my hand to make him feel how close he was to getting his brains blown. Of course, I don't really shoot him, but I was just inches away from doing so. I probably felt bad later on, but that's probably because now I feel a bit miserable just recalling it. _________________________ 22.06.2013Kinesiology Professor Owns Quarter of a Billion Dollars (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I'm inside of a building resembling a University, and the presumption is because I saw my Kinesiology professor there, and I already had my own respect for him despite this just being a non-lucid dream. He was gathering everyone in his class, about 15 people I'm presuming, to give a final speech before the class was officially over. He went on to state something related to expressing lessons of love and how people may have seen him as someone who's only doing the job for the money. He clears the misconception immediately by admitting that he's only doing this to teach and grow, because he already has an accumulation of a quarter of a billion dollars, so the money behind the job is not really important to him. He goes on to declare other things that makes me and the rest of the classmates almost cry. I go up to him, shake his hand, and gave him a hug because of what he said, and I started to cry. I told him he's one of the best damn coaches/professors/teacher in this University. And he really was. He pats my back a few times, and everyone begins to go their separate ways, and I can't remember where I heading for, but I do know that I wanted to stand still for a bit and let the experience marinate a bit.
Today, I had another nightmare. However, just like last night's dream, I did not wake up with a start or a scream. I was waiting for the other three members in my study group in a room, which apparently belonged to the university. I was soon accompanied by the new guy F, who I have only met once for real. I did not really like the atmosphere he created in the room in this dream. It felt calm in an eerie way. Shortly, A also showed up, but she turned around again, saying she had to take care of something first. A few minutes later, J appeared and I felt small and delicate next to F. I immediately explained to J that A would be back soon. J acted a bit weird, though. He did not even look at me and turned around at my comment, apparently to search for A instead. I felt a bit abandoned by the other two. When J had left and shut the only door, which was now on the top of a slope, I noticed how much the room had grown. When F and I were alone, the room grew even more and the walls turned into a dark red. F felt even creepier now and at the same time he seemed amused to have me all for himself. His body started growing, turned pitch-black with white eyes and he grew horns. He soon melted into the wall above me. His body became fully merged with the red wall and disappeared, but the devilish features of his head could still be seen. He started talking in an evil and menacing voice. I cannot recall what he said, but he repeated a few sentences several times and I felt uneasy by his words. Then I woke up.
(this dream is current, as of last night) Side notes: WILD attempt unsuccessful. I felt the onset of paralysis, but the sound of the heater distracted me, so I was unable to "dive". Ugh. I need to not let those things distract me! I may have to turn the heat down, although then I'll have issues with being too cold. I can't wait for summer. The second time I woke up, I just couldn't tolerate remaining on my back. It's hard to describe the sensation, beyond discomfort coupled with a compulsion to roll over onto my side. The dreams: 1. I was wandering through a hospital, which was also a university somehow. The elevators didn't work properly. The math professor accidentally locked me in the classroom; I don't remember how I got out. I remember that there were a lot of ledges and narrow bridges you had to climb in order to navigate even the most basic parts of the building, such as the library, and thinking to myself that it was unsafe. 2. I dreamed that M--- and I were driving through a city. It was an unfamiliar city, but it was on a bay or sound of some sort. I wasn't paying attention, and M--- was driving. He drove up the metal framework of an unfinished bridge, and over the edge, into the water. I bitched at him and told him that he needed to pay attention to where bridges end. Rather than letting the car sink, I dragged it along behind me in the bay so that it floated and started the engine, using the car's engine to push us through the water faster. 3. I dreamed I was lying on a mattress with Mom and G---, and G--- was trying to tell me that if you add red paint to yellow paint, it makes green paint. I was arguing with him that it did not, although at the time I couldn't articulate why. Mom began playing with actual paint, like finger paints, and made a mess. (Woke up, used bathroom) 4. I dreamed I was in a city with high rise buildings. The light was shining off of them. 5. I dreamed I was talking to a rheumatic old man. He had oddly-colored eyes, one was a deep blue hazel with brown in it and the other one had a brown iris shaped like a flower, where each petal had 2 dark brown dots in it, and no pupil. He had a cloth that was soaked in bleach that he would sniff, and told me about how comforting it was to him to smell it, then pressed it in my face - I wasn't too thrilled with it, although I do like the smell of bleach sometimes. He then told me about how the gene for his weird eye was recessive, and asked if any of my relatives had the recessive gene. I told him no, because he was creeping me out. His eye reminded me of a weird cat I remembered seeing (dream memory, not real), a black cat that also had oddly-colored and oddly-slanted eyes. (woke up and went back to sleep) 6. I dreamed I was grocery shopping, and trying to select food that I thought both my brother and I would enjoy. The grocery store was dark and dingy, and the freezer cases had cloudy glass and didn't seem to close correctly or be working properly. I was loading up on junk food, thinking that we hadn't been able to afford it lately and he would be pleased. I also bought Fresca. I wanted to buy a small sample pack of different sodas, but someone had stolen 2 out of one of the sample packs and another one was nothing but grape (I hate grape). I was disappointed. Woke up. I need to remember to perform Reality Checks more often upon waking, though.
Updated 03-11-2013 at 07:52 PM by 32101
I am in school (in Cuba), in A college or something like a university. There is going to be a test about physics, but I reason that I have not attended all the classes and I'm not ready. I am approached by girl in a short green dress and we exchanged a few words that I do not remember. Then she walks toward a kind of balcony with brown slabs but no balcony railings. It is a colonial building and the height is like a multi-story building. I went out to the balcony and the height gives me vertigo. I warn the girl to leave the balcony but she does not listen. Suddenly the scene changes for no reason and I see myself approaching the facade of a house. There is a door and two windows and I realize I'm dreaming, but I wake up immediately.
Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid Lucid #32: Rollercoasters and REBMEVON I'm in a bar confronting an 8-foot tall blonde man about why his biker gang threw rocks at me me in front of my parents' house. It's all too weird and soon I'm lucid. The dream feels really stable so I let him finish what he's saying before heading out the door. When I leave the bar, I discover that it's part of a closed-roof shopping center. I try to fly up to the 3rd story but end up floating horizontally across the floor. This time I try leaping off the floor instead. I overdo it, though, and blast all the way through the ceiling. It's nighttime as I break through, and I fly high into the air, probably 1500-2000 feet up. The city is almost completely dark below me. I shout a grandiose, rather dorky "Let there be light!" and a wave of illumination bleeds over the city from bottom to top. I'm up very high so I see a lot of buildings passing by under me but I don't know what any of them are. For some reason, I think that I need to go back to my old school, so I say, "Show me the university." A group of buildings below starts to glow and I point myself toward it. I swoop down toward the university buildings but rather than land, I transition immediately into a false awakening inside one of the dormitories. I'm in a small, virtually empty bedroom that I don't recognize. Vividness is very high now. I step into the hallway and there's a girl sitting at a desk studying, her back to a screened window. She doesn't notice me, and I think about phasing through the window and escaping back out into the night. I try the phase and instead of feeling like I'm passing through liquid glass, my hand feels like it's ripping through a screen door. Shreddings of the screen are in my hand and the girl turns to look at me, saying, "What the hell are you doing?" I do the nose pinch reality check, a bit worried that I'm no longer dreaming. She's making me feel embarrassed and self-conscious so I step into the next room to get away from her. This room's a study hall that has a narrow desk with hotel stationery and a white pen on it. The hotel stationery has indentations on it like somebody has written on it before. I can't see what the person wrote, but the indentations look similar to my own handwriting! The effect is so realistic that I nose pinch and finger-through-palm RC one after the other. I remember the Task of the Month (write "November" spelled backwards), so I sit down at the desk, grab the pen, and start writing. With vividness so high, my confidence is really solid. I immediately write down "REBMEVON" all the way through and the letters come out correctly (unlike last time.) Satisfied, I get up from the desk and follow an exit sign through a double door. I stumble into a shabby bedroom where a mother, father, and school-age daughter are sleeping on scattered mattresses. The father wakes up and looks at me, bleary-eyed and displeased. "How'd you get in here?" I want to explain about the exit sign but instead decide to just get out of there. Another exit sign points me toward an external door, and I gladly slip out. It's daytime now and I step out into a huge carnival that's been set up in a mall parking lot. The rides are elaborate, though, and more like what you'd see in an amusement park: things like rollercoasters and swing carousels. Lines of people are waiting for rides and it's inconvenient to get around on foot. I try to fly over these lines but I go too low and have to step on some heads as I pass. Some of the DCs shout or curse at me as I go. I get up into the air and start circling around the swing carousel, flying alongside the riders. Most of the DCs ignore me but one lady keeps pointing and repeatedly saying, "Holy crap!" After making a couple of cycles, I decide that I want to go for the other advanced Task of the Month, bringing a soul back from Purgatory. I've envisioned it as being placed in the oceans of the southern hemisphere, where Dante put it. I use the sun to get my bearings and then fly south, heading over a Macy's. A blonde kid with dreadlocks looks up at me as I fly overhead and the dream ends soon afterward.
i was packing and moving stuff out of my room back in the house i was born in.....in the room with my sister even though i moved to my own room when i was 11......and i kept going back and forth between there and packing....and my grandmother's car which was by the side of the road in the woods....and putting stuff in the car..and she kept saying she would do anything to help me...i was trying to figure out a way to get back to university because i was told that i had to find my own way back after break was over (i was told that irl my freshman year)....and i also saw the time in the dream and it didn't vary much....it was around 4:30pm and i was upset because i had missed class for the day and didn't know how i would get back (that was time irl when i woke up and i had missed classes for the day irl) note: xanax
Sleep Time 11:00 p.m - 6:00 a.m " A Swim" I'm "swimming" in about a foot of water. So I'm mostly just splashing around. There is some sort of sea creature in the water with me. It was either a dolphin or shark, I don't remember. Dream University I'm in the high school that I sub at frequently but it's set up like a university. There are dreaming courses listed on all the doors. Even the bathrooms say "Dream Boys" and "Dream Girls".
10.08.2012Kid Goku Loves Shrimp (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I try to convince Kid Goku to eat some Sushi, and it seems he's a bit too nervous, as if it was his first time if he did want to eat it. Mother was there, but she disappears for a while. Then I get Kid Goku to eat some Sushi. Dream shifts, and I see there's a bowl of raw fish used for Sushi separated from the rice and the wrapping. Whaaat?!!? Seems Kid Goku is talking to someone outside, and it seems to be like a front porch or something like that. I don't know who it was he was talking to, but it seemed he had a good time talking to them, or maybe he's just smiling a lot at anyone. I can't remember much after that. _________________________10.08.2012Weird Math Exam (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I think I'm taking a Math Exam, and finish it at some point, I just assume there's a dream shift or a gap in recall. I'm now standing up, I don't know why, but I guess you can do it in class, and there's someone who corrects mistakes on th exams or something like that. I thought it was for something else, like people who had the most answers wrong. Going by that weird logic, I peeked over at one of the presumed test graders, and saw that my name, along with two others to the right of mine, were placed on the list. I try to calm myself down from panicking for no apparent reason, and I end up trying to think to myself and wonder what is going here. Eventually, I think I talked to someone near me and asked them why my name is one there. The person responds to be and says that it's there so the test grader can correct the mistake that was on the exam before I took it. I think it had a value of: 9/-∞ or 9/∞. I replied with an "ooooh okay" type of tone, but I'm still confused on that value being there in the first place._________________________10.08.2012Christian Club w/ Strong Underwear Values (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Loooooooooooool, from enema toys, a video game female character farting, and now strong underwear values???? OKAY, this must be like some kind of shit filter my mind has to go through. I join a club from my University, probably because I always see something to join this club, or that club, it's everywhere in this University that it gets annoying at times because it's hard to pick if you want to be interested. Dream shifts and I'm sitting down one of those black chairs with the metal gray stick supporting it from the ground. It's the chairs that are curvy, both for the sitting area and the resting area. I think one of the leaders wanted me to fold my underwear a specific way WHILE I still have it on.... like they wanted me to get the two symmetrical fronts of the tighty whitey underwear I'm wearing. It felt kind of weird doing it around people, but it seem they didn't mind at all. What's worse is that after I go through all that, another dream shift occurs, and I have the feeling that I REALLY like this club, and I actually assume this to be a reality. Like, this club is legit....strong underwear values, and something else that made it awesome...whatever those other aspects were, damn....I was bloody happy. YEAH, Link...fold the underwear like you never folded it before!!! Embrace the holiness of the underwear!!! Shout in the name of the underwear!!! I'll probably be the only one laughing at that huh.
Updated 10-08-2012 at 08:57 PM by 47756
10.04.2012Alyzarin Filling (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Alyzarin wants liquids inserted her holes. Yeah.....not going to go far there._________________________10.04.2012Sonny from General Hospital 6 Pack Abs (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Sonny Corinthos from General Hospital is half naked and has six-pack abs and an overall lean, muscular body figure. He's talking to someone, but I'm not sure who it is, all I'm see is just him looking pissed off and pointing his finger at the person._________________________10.04.2012Prince of Tennis Sakusen Playing+ Walking with Chicken (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Seems I'm walking with fast food chicken breasts/tenders in a box that I have half way open. While I'm slowly eating the chicken, I'm walking down a diagonal path (but it's straight from my perspective) at an area near the Sul Ross Statue at my University, and the "Sakusen" song from Prince of Tennis is playing. Like really? That's playing while I'm eating chicken? Like....am I suppose to say.... "Mada Mada Dane!" *takes a bite* "Mada Mada Sune" *Takes another bite* Then at 0:42 seconds of the video I posted above, "Almost at the last bite!!!!" Then at 0:52 seconds, "You still have lots more to work on..." Then at 0:55 seconds, *final bite* Then the rest of the song, "YESSSSSSS I DID IT!!!!!!!!" Then Tezuka randomly comes in doing Tezuka zone and says, "Don't let your gaurd down....and EAT THAT CHICKEN!!!!" LMAO. If that actually happened in the dream, it would make it a little bit more interesting. But really, that song added to this dream is SO random, I didn't even have it playing in the background in waking life at all, nor did I listen to it during the day.... _________________________10.04.2012I need a Pizza (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I walking slowly, or maybe watching someone do it, and I am/whoever they are is/ heading to an area that sells pizza. "I need a Pizza..." That's all I remember.
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