Just as i was falling asleep
I'm in a competition up against a conventionally pretty girl, *a gossiping female voice beside me,* "It would be her, shes all brown because shes been in south africa, look at her hair its all blonde." almost went lucid when i realised 3 of the girls in the competition had identical highlights in their hair. Thats what woke me up.
During the night
I was in a huge hotel/housing complex owned by my friend Sian from uni, she was hiding from me and had locked herself in one of her many rooms, I asked her for more rooms as I only has a bedroom, and she replied in a harrased tone "I will give you some." At this I banged on all the doors down the corridor I was jn, shouting "Wheres my rooms Sian? Wheres my rooms?" She shouted through the door that she had added some through a second door in my bedroom, becoming very exited i ran to go see.
When I got to my bedroom - pale green and white in a mixed style of, the one i have now, my uni dorms, Fushias room in Gormenghast, and Art Deco - I found the door open and a mesh/cage run (like you get for rats and hamsters but larger for humans) going from the my door to the new door provided by sian. Loads of people were standing in a messy queue waiting for the other door, which i opened and ushered them through.
It was my own museum, about me, with a gift shop, and an expensive gift hall for rich people. I had seen it in a previous dream and was shocked to realise so, there were tooled leather "tapestry" wall hangings, and it was stocked with large things like cars "All done up like georgian shoes." Turned out i was a model, had a second or so of 3rd person on my face, which wasn't my waking self. I think my friend Lewis was there.
Just before I woke up
My mum woke me up with birthday presents before she went to work so this dream was broken and faded quite fast,
I was trying to prove something, arguing with a bullish male, like Stanley from, A Streetcar named Desire, which I watched last night before bed. The argument was over a Citroen zara picasso people carrier, go figure.
Seeing as it was still early and my birthday I went back to sleep
I was living in halls with 4 girls sharing my room, they were younger than me and very loud. To get a break, I went down the hall a computer on a desk, to look on this forum, I was wearing my grey dressing gown and a turquoise sequinned scarf i was give for my birthday. After spending a while on the computer I got called back to my room, because the girls were too noisy and tina, another friend from uni, had come down to complain. When i reached it she wasn't down yet, but i realised i wasn't wearing my gown, but it was ok because I was in a black long sleeved top, then I realised i had no jeans on and was just in my underwear. A guy similarly dressed in a shirt and boxers, ran down the hall from the shower, which helped me feel at ease. Tina came down to complain and i placated her with "I know, I have to live with them, I'll try to keep the noise down." She looked at me pityingly.
Then Patt (my bf) and Martin (a friend) arrived to pick me and my stuff up, we were driving, Martin at the wheel with Patt in the front and me in the back, through Whitechapel and as we stopped in traffic lights a man opened the back door furthest from me and said, "Taxi?" then, "No....passenger." He just stood there and Martin laughed and drove off. But the door was still open and i had to get over a big stuffed rabbit belonging to Emma (a friend and Martins gf) to close the door. The car was going fast so i was scared, and trying not to let the rabbit drop out.
Me and Patt were dropped off at my parents house, and were sitting in the living room on the sofa, he gave me birthday presents, a big picture frame box, with japanese prints, his mum thought I would like, one with a geisha with a black/green irridecent face, and some venitian masks. He read my dreamjournal on this site and said it was nice of me to include him in them and that he thought it showed our closeness.
It was around this point I realised i was dreaming, because it is me who gives him masks and I hadn't had a dream with him in it from starting this journal, I tried to calm myself down to stay lucid, but i felt I was loosing my grip on the dream, so I decided in the dream I had to go back to sleep, on the sofa, suddenly feeling extreemly tired i layed down, closing my eyes saying I must stay lucid, I must stay lucid - There was a loud hissing and blackness, like fainting - and i came back into the dream looking at Patt on the sofa again, but i had forgotten i was lucid.
The T.V. announced that Baron Munchousen was on next and Patt said, "I've been wanting to listen to that," I replied "We should watch it then." Then a robot arm came out from the answering machine on the wall above Patts head, at first I thought it was changing the CD but then it came towards us, with its wedged shaped head covered in gold mesh. I said, "Patt its trying to stab you!" and moved him out of the way, I grappled with the robot arm, then realised again I was dreaming, so I made a pushing motion with my arm and shouted, "Blue," this was the first thing i thought of after reading that a woman did this in her lucid to turn the sky blue, because she didn't like the dark. It made the arm go away but patt turned into my little brother and I said to him, "I was lucid dreaming, did I say anything?" he answered, "yea, you shouted blue and were waving a sword around asking if you hit something."
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