So, I'm starting a dream journal. No quotes, no different colors or boldings or whatever, just simple. Anyway, here's the lucid I had last night:

I was in my house, sitting on a tall stool at the counter. I was just doing random stuff on my laptop. After while, I touched the screen, and it shattered like glass. I started to panic, when I thought, "Am I dreaming?" I did a quick nose plug reality check. I could still breath. I was dreaming! I felt extremely excited, then remembered to calm myself down. I sat down on the floor, and looked outside of the glass sliding doors. The scenery was different. Very green and vibrant, with trees and grass. It looked like it had just rained. It also looked like the trees were 3d models with textures stretched over them. That bugged me. I studied my hand for awhile to stabilize the dream, then tried to change the location to the valleys of Switzerland (random, I know, but they are really beautiful.) It didn't work, so I just went outside and flew around. I realized the air sometimes felt thick, like water, when I flew. After awhile, I touched down on a country road. A random person was there. I asked him if he knew where I could find my dream guide. He said he was busy, then ran off. I walked down the road for awhile to find two girls from my school. I decided to have sex with one of them. She pulled off her pants and bent down, and I stuck it in. I then realized that I might screw the dream up, so I stopped. Then, the dream did screw up anyway. I remember I was stuck looking at a movie poster for the Matrix or something, and I couldn't stop. The movie poster took up my whole view, there was nothing else. My memory is blank now, but I remember that I ended up at a Native American reservation. Some Indian guy, a shaman or something, was telling me that the bear in front of me was my spirit guide. I thought it was kind of funny, how my brain was giving me this sort of stereotype of an Indian shaman guy showing me my animal spirit guide. I also remember that at this point, my vision was all screwed up. Everything looked like it was scribbled in with crayon. Then, the dream slowly faded away.

It was the first time I became lucid from a reality check. Pretty cool, I think.