Well, I managed to pull of a Lucid dream last night, but it's sort of foggy because my brother tried to wake me by violently shaking me and yelling things before I had a chance to write it down. I don't remember when I got lucid, but for some reason, the dream was already very stable. I must gave been in a pretty deep sleep because at parts I probably should have woken up, I didn't.

Well anyways, I flew around in a downtown area, weaving and twirling through the sky while simultaneously blowing up buildings. I then broke through a window of a building, for some reason, George Lopez was teaching a class at a school. I punched him in the face, (I'm not sure why I felt I needed to though, but hey, it's a dream!) snapped my fingers to make the building I was in implode, then I shot up out of the top and flew off. During the dream I teleported a lot, but I managed to get teleporting down right. I forgot to do a lot of things I wanted to in the first place, but I guess the thrill of the unnecessary rampage made up for that I'd have to say it lasted maybe fifteen to twenty minutes.