I remember two dreams, but I know for sure I had at least one other, because I had a FA from a dream that I don't remember. I got lucid tonight. 
I'm trying to recognize the schemata in my dreams so I could understand why my dreams flow the way they do.
School Again!
NON-DREAM NON-LUCID LUCID
I don't remember much of this dream. I was too focused on my lucid after I woke up.
I was walking down with my class into the front of the school. I remembered that our classroom was under construction and we had to move into the trailers, which was true. The trailer was being moved, and wen they were done, I looked in it. It looked like a class, but it was really gross. The chairs were all torn, there wasn't any desks or any room for the teacher. I walked out disgusted. I walked into the school, and Mr. S was sitting in this sun blocking area, relaxing. I walked away, and noticed his son, Rayan, was trying to get his toy gun to work. It had a pass code lock on it. The police came, and nearly arrested us for 'illegal possession of a primary weapon'. For some reason, it was nighttime, when a few moments ago it was day. Mr. S said, "Do not arrest them, as this is only a secondary weapon." The police walked away, and I asked Rayan if he knew the passcode. He said it was OWNED. But it was a number code lock. Then he shakily said, "My father... he OWNS EVERYTHING! Everything at work, at home...." I'm not sure what happened afterward, because the dream most likely ended.
Dream Guide Fail
NON-DREAM NON-LUCID LUCID
[FA From Last Dream]
I hopped out of my bed. It's a new morning, the sun is shining through the windows, and I have to pee. I walk out of bedroom into the hall, and I realize my bro is up, and he was talking to a friend. 'Prolly has a sleepover,' I thought. He said, "Wow, dude! The temperature in this room dropped to like, 40 or 50 degrees!" That's impossible... unless a) I'm dreaming, or b) it's paranormal activity. I do an RC, and it fails. I walk into my bathroom, remembering my actual goal, to find my dream guide. I look into the room, and my mom turned around and went all lunatic zombie mom on me. My arms felt like rubber, and fear immediately entered me as she flailed her arms at me, landing a few good hits while I couldn't get any. I looked at my hands and time paused. I told myself, "Calm yourself, it's just a dream." I let my brain fill the details of my rather deformed hands for a sec, and I resumed time. I still felt all rubbery, but I could attack quick enough. I landed a few good jabs into zomom's chest and kicked her knees out, and she crumpled.
Now it's time to do my actual task. I remember telling myself to picture a white room, with my dream guide in it. I jumped, or rather crawled, into the large mirror above the bathroom sink. I was in a white room. I expected a plain white room, no doors, windows, or stairways, but I got a white room WITH doors, windows, and stairways. I looked at my dream guide, and almost laughed at his appearance. He was an old Chinese guy with a box of Pein-aid, which what I understand is a bandage with ointment for your penis. He handed me a paper and I took a quick look at it. I asked, "What's your name?" "Flynn." lol. "So, you are an actual person?' (I got that from the paper he handed me.) "Yes." "Not my subconscious, or an other-worldly entity?" "Yes." I decided to test if he was an actual person by forcing him to say something weird. I asked, "Could you just say something, random, could be anything you want?" He said, "Uh, sure." I focused on the box, trying to get him to read off it it, hopefully saying something like penis. He did indeed read off the box and said,"Uh, ballsack, penis, orgasm..." I said "Enough! You've done okay." I decided to humor the idiot instead of kicking his ass through the glass window behind him. "You can be my dream guide only temporarily. If you don't work out, you will leave." He nodded. I walked out the next door, to find myself in a spa. I lost lucidity at that point.
"What the..." There were tons of girls here, just sitting down in the little pools that filled the room. I walked out the door, to a pool area. Someone said, "Don't swim in the pool. It hasn't been cleaned yet." It wasn't too dirty, the only place it was really bad was on the deep end where patches of algae were growing on the floor. I sat on the edge of the pool. The girls inside started laying frisbee. It flew beside me, and I lazily tossed it back to them. I closed my eyes to relax in this resort place, but I woke up.
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