I had a very elaborate dream today, and then - right at the end - I realised I was dreaming
It went a bit like this...

I hear on an overhead that someone should leave the mall. Then a load of people are running past me - but I don't mind. One or two jump over the side to kick the football that is down there. One person fell over an hurt himself, and the I see the guy on the overheard jeering. I get farther down the path and see a mini-blimp. It belongs to the overhead-guy. I ask someone how it turns off, and they tell me it can't. Suddenly his helicopter, or something, forces me towards it, and off the edge. I grab the metal chain attached to the mini-blimp and go sort of flying around. I dodge a load of things and whatnot, land unharmed and then see that small guy from the program "Hannah Montanna", and I think to myself "Wait, this must be a dream! Awesome, I'm lucid! I should fly! Didn't someone say their dream faded first time?" and then I woke up... And then I woke up...

So, crappy first lucid experience really... But... Ah hahhh, 1 down!