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Dream Graduation

I’m in school. Graduation is getting set up RIGHT NOW. Hallways are empty except me and a few other “left overs” who can’t graduate for whatever reason. I have a bottle of wine in my hand and start running and screaming: look at me! A cup manifests and I pour it, chugging the bottle and then the cup, bottle then the cup until I’m in the rotunda, drunk and everyone’s looking at me.

I follow some other left overs through dusty abandoned hallways so Mrs. L doesn’t see us and find us out. We all have this plan to graduate anyway so we go way up into the theater storage attic and try our best to hide ourselves. Me under a big blanket with someone and I’m drunk and my eyesight is like that of when I’m so tired I can’t keep my lids awake. So for most of it I do have my eyes closed and just listen under a blanket stacked on top of theater props so I almost touch the ceiling.

Someone tries to peep into the hallway and a little Asian girl who ate all her hair off (really) is the “hall monitor” for graduation sees that someone. She sends in this bulky girl, a real bully. She’s got a trick. She pulls the first kid she sees to her and licks that student’s lip, touches it and then taps her temple. She screams and falls down, not dead but just painful. She does another little trick to someone (pulls their lip ring over their nose!) and says she won’t tell Mrs. L. She’s gonna leave but first wants to show off another trick, looking for someone she pulls me over to her! No way, I hate pain (who doesn’t); she spins my chin into a tight spiral and every time I un-spin it a little, shit it hurts. But someone tells me there’s a trick to her trick and just un-spin it all at once: I do, and I feel just a little tug and I’m okay.

A few of us go further into the attic and we find that there’s a desk and under the desk is nothing, it’s a free-fall to the ice arena where they graduate so you can watch the whole thing. They’re almost ready! A teacher, Mrs. Smith (4’7 or something small!) sees us peeping and comes marching over. We all run out of the attic, oh too late, and Mrs. L is standing waiting for us.

She’s a lovely lady sometimes and says we can all graduate, so everyone puts their gowns on. I don’t have one. At the final door to the ice arena, its time to graduate, I don’t have a gown, but there’s a box with a white Freshman gown. I’m a sophomore in my dream (hey wait, why were all the different classes graduating instead of just the seniors!) and our color is green, so I’m a bit embarrassed. We walk out and I run over to Autumn so she can take my picture (it’s mandatory). When I get over to my class, they’re all wearing white and I’m the only one wearing green.


Lucid Awakening

I’m downtown, walking in a little drizzle. I plan on going to the community market to volunteer when I see a little nook between buildings with a candy store built in. It doesn’t have a door or a cashing machine, it’s just a bunch of glass jars with a ton of bright colored candy. I’m pretty delighted but wait! We don’t have a candy store downtown. And why is downtown so tiny? I’m lucid. I walk into the center of downtown (as I said, everything is tiny and compact, like 50 feet). I look around and notice:

This feels real. This is REALITY to me. Everything is solid and I am perceiving it just as I do waking life.

(This single lucid fragment has created something in me that has helped everything I've been doing dream-wise DRAMATICALLY. I understood before that dreams=reality while waking life=hazy and unreal while you're dreaming, but I never FELT and EXPERIENCED that completely. Now that I have, something has clicked. My reality checks take up to five minutes or more, not because I feel that more time is necessary or anything, but that's how long it takes me to discern my reality. REALITY has a new meaning. I become lucid more often (though write more in the hard copy of my dream journal, less on here). I thank my subconscious for letting me explore this feeling.)


Fragments

I make a sandwich for myself "when I wake up"- WHY WASN'T I LUCID?

Autumn and I are being obnoxious in school, so Heather leaves without saying a word to me. Crushing.
NOTE: Autumn told me today that she had a VERY SIMILAR dream, of her and I and Heather (who she has never met or talked to) all in a classroom.

My dream started off with me on the bus going home heading back from the high school. (Which is a little weird because I rarely took the bus and I'm also in college now...) And since I haven't been back home for a while, things changed. The bus rout is now completely different and now we even used the small blue hippie buses I guess. I rode the bus, got off the bus and had about a 15 minute walk then to my house. On the way, this REALLY old time southern girl stopped to talk to me. "Hey! Would you like a sip of this wine?" I was like, "Sure." I went over, tried the wine and thought it was AMAZING! Which is weird because in reality, I do NOT like drinking. I then told her I'd see her later and stuff. I then got on another bus and I guess it took me back to the high school. I went around and maybe wanted to say "Hi" to my old teachers that I really liked. But then, I saw the wine girl again and she was screaming at me "HEY NILE! If you ever want to smoke some grass, call me!" I thought that was quite weird, so I kept on walking away and just decided to walk back home (which is a LONG walk). When walking away from the school, 2 guys that I never necessarily liked at school came up to me - but I never expected them to try to beat me up! They said "Hey, last time all we did was throw a snowball at you, this time we're gonna' beat the shit out of you." WHICH WAS THE CRAZY PART! THEY REFERENCED ANOTHER DREAM I HAD!!! (And I've never been in a fight, so I'd probably be the wussiest fighter ever. Which I was.) I caught them off guard, kneed one in the nuts, kicked the other in the balls. One was down forever, the other was still up, trying to knock me down. I then had to punch him in the balls. Which I did. And me punching him in the balls, turned out to be me just punching the wall next to me... in real life. I woke up after punching my wall. It hurt. Quite a bit, actually.

Expendables characters shooting and moving all crazy like, then someone had a plan that tipped over all the sailboats within a mile of this one port, then the water drained from the large body of water. Me and my brother brett were with some special ed kids protecting them from any dangers. One special ed kid that had bowl haircut in the summer heights high uniform, decided he was no longer going to take shit from these navy d-bags, he ended up headbutting one of the guys into the ground and all you could see was his hair(will was in this dream along with some gay guys).
At home my brother recycled alcohol from our house to go somewhere with my mom, then I picked up one of the bottles, it said apple zinfadel and it was a wine bottle. The label was also a holograph and had green apples on it.