lucid dreaming has always been fun for me but thanks to time dilation I can spend more time in my dreams then in my waking life. <3 Einstein

My dreams are no longer about amazing feats, flying or what ever. I just go with the flow, I'm a feather in a gust of wind. Most of the time in my dreams is actually talking and searching. The coolest person I've found was my evil side. You know the whole Faustian good angel and bad angel, lol. Well yeah, that was a real interesting conversation, but this topic isn't about that... it's the reason I'd rather be in hell... you know what, this is another topic I tend to go off on tangents.

My main goal in life was just to maintain my current set and setting. I live with my mom and I've just been a bump on a log. She told me to go to college or get kicked out. So, I started going to college. I majored in chemistry though a sociology elective has really blown my mind and I want to major in sociology and philosophy now... though it doesn't matter because I'm going to fail out. I failed Chem, Phys, and Math passing only sociology and english.

One girl I met at a bar said she thinks I may have a mental disorder. When we chat on MSN she says that I have a tendency to change topics on a dime. We were arguing, I said reality was subjective, she claimed it was objective and we sort of clashed heads. In a lull in the debate I just said, "you ever heard Time by Pink Floyd?" That's when she brought up that I go from topic to topic and never with a transition.

And actually, it is evident in this post, I almost went off on a tangent explaining a dream you probably don't want to hear.

Yeah, I met a girl at a bar and we are friends now. I am the designated driver for my friends because I only drink on New Years and during lent just to spite my family who give up alcohol during Lent... see I did it again, that thing about Lent didn't need to be mentioned. Though now that I did mention it I should note that I don't get **** faced every night during lent, I just drink wine at dinner... but yeah.

So, this girl I met is a prime example of how I am a nihilist. My friends and I were out and they are always trying to get me to hook up with a girl. I tell them I don't care and they call bull. They find girls for me and give me lines to say and I go up to the girls and just tell them the truth and why I'm talking to them. That's how I became friends with this one girl(and two others). I'm 21, a virgin, and have no desire to have a sex. It should be noted that I can have sex in dreams and wake up with ejaculate in my pants... that was graphic but I know the only people in the world who won't think that's crazy are you guys.

I feel like Ben Stiller in a Night at the Museum. All this amazing stuff happens to me and all I have to do is show you to make you a believer.. except I can't show them.(you guys are Dick Van Dyke and Mickey Rooney, hehe)

I think my main problem is that I failed college and haven't told my mom. I have had problems sleeping and last night my dream was so gloomy... thank god for mirrors eh?

Post Script: I know it isn't normal to just sleep your life away. That is why I make a concerted effort to ONLY sleep eight hours, not a minute more.

Post Post Script: before posting this my mom called and I told her I want to see a psychiatrist, going to call my physician first thing in the morning and have him refer me to a shrink.

Post Post Post Script: Never had a post post post script, disregard this one, lol