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    Dj 31.1.2011

    by dawzo on 01-31-2011 at 07:34 AM
    Fragments, not really much of it.

    I remember running away from someone. Its near the sea so the water is on my left and some kind of stands are on my right so theres just a little path. I'm very clumsy and i frequently bump into these stands, destroying some stuff. There is something on this way, like sheets so you cant see well in front and back. I hear a guy coming faster and faster behind me an me getting slower. I find a bike and try to use it but something is wrong with its pedals. I start fixing it but the guy is almost there. So then I go like: this is my dream, I can fix this bike easily, so it happens, but its still pretty slow. I start driving an drive around the corner.

    next fragment

    I'm talking with a person that seems like a mix of my two cousins. We're talking about clothes and he says how ridicilous some clothing is because it has so short sleeves and bunch of other stuff.

    another fragment

    I'm at this place, which seems like an indoor paintball range, but as I explore it, I find out that it's also used as a nightclub. It has some weird architecture.
    So at this club this chick is asking me weird questions like whats my favorite type of music and later why don't I like to go to clubs and other things that could be called complexes.

    next fragment

    My mom is like WTF why would you go to clubs you need to be careful with girls and some shit like that and then starts telling about my dad's first GF, which was this manipulative bitch, but I dont remember how it goes on (it was nicely put in the story though)
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    Dj 24.1. first lucid after a while

    by dawzo on 01-24-2011 at 07:50 AM
    ... I'm with my brother in the hallway. It's evening and its raining outside and we are supposed to go out somewhere. I remember I don't have my umbrella so I go and try to find it. Don't know why, but I go to the bathroom and try to turn on the light. I doesn't want to turn on. Bingo.

    The light pulses. I get very excited, so I start touching things around me to harden the dream. I come out of the bathroom and through the kitchen to our backyard. It's now day and it's snowing. I go out and lay on the grass, which is partially covered with snow. It's not cold. My brother comes out and says something in the style of "wtf are you doing" but I just say something to completely cancel him. I then stand up and jump a little forward jumping into a bush with prickles. I then look at the balcony of my house and I decide to jump on it. I succeed. When I'm up there I decide to heal my hands of prickles. I close my eyes, concentrate and the prickles are gone. It starts getting dark and I wake up.
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    Dj 23.1

    by dawzo on 01-23-2011 at 10:48 AM
    REMINDER: This is just a personal DJ that helps me with remembering my dreams. So it's just a normal, non interesting, boring dream meant just for documentation.

    Fragment 1:

    I remember being on a kind of pedestal above a door which leads to the gym in my school. There was this audition and I needed to lift and lower a guitar/ukulele (it was changing from time to time) that was on a rope. I also had a switch for the volume of the background music. After I was done with this job I went down to see what is happening and it gets quite blurry here. I remember getting violently pushed twice by a singer for whom i lowered the ukulele into the table with the judges. There was some kind of corruption going on with the votes and I realized later that everyone voted, not just the judges. A few moments later, I went first person view to the bassist of the next band, which I disliked. We started playing, but I didnt know what to play, and if that wasn't enough, the guy was left handed and so i had to play with my right hand and pick with my left. Well I actually just played 2 notes throughout the song and sang some backing vocals, all crappy as was my opinion of the band. When we were playing, there was no one left in the gym, so when the band went out they said, theyre gonna be there tomorrow. I was like: no...

    Fragment 2:

    Between Ši. and Kos. next to the motorway they built this broad sidewalk with a blue stripe for bikes. I remember going there with my friend Mi. and others, which I don't remember. Because I was the only one without a bike, Mi. asked me if I wanted to hop on his handlebars but I said no, because I thought I saw some cops ahead. Instead, I started sprinting my ass off and kinda went 60km/h + and then at the end of the path I jumped on the grass, which was on the right side of the motorway and started sliding while not standing (dont remember if I was sitting or lying), but I wasnt losing speed or anything. I was thrown to the motorway twice while I was speeding through the distance. Some time later I met/called some people to pick me up (don't know why, I thought I was chased or smthn). Because they couldn't pick me up while driving (it was the initial plan), we drove somewhere ahead to the right, where there was a mini airfield. Now I don't remember much, but they seemed to be in a plane at some point when he was parking it, but later it was a car, that my grandma and grandpa use. In the front right seat there was my friend Sa. and on the left side it was Fr., who was driving. I remember this because I was filming them with a camera to say thanks.

    Fragment 3:

    We are in the 46 classroom in our school and its biology. My schoolmates Jo. and Po. are solving some crosswords. The teacher Če. comes and firstly ignores them, but then jokingly comes back in a "ha, you thought I wouldn't do this" way and takes their crosswords. I sit where I was sitting at biology last year, and a schoolmate Ma. is sitting to the diagonaly left. When Če. comes to her because she got Če's attention (mobile phone/crossword, I don't remember) she takes it and looks into her bag aswell. What she finds is a big bag of pure heroin, which she surprisingly calmly takes and puts it on her desk, telling Ma. something like "you will be punished for this" (no one is actually as serious as they would be) and then she put it out of the bag on her desk. It became a large pile, bigger than what it was in the bag. Me and my schoolmates Fr. and Bo. are joking around it and saying "you don't dare take it" and reminding each other how much its worth (the teacher was out calling the other teachers and chemists). When I looked at it closer it looked like sugar actually, with tiny crystals. So after a while Če. comes back with like a dozen other people, mainly random generated people I dont know, which were all amazed by the pile. It ends there.
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    Dj 22.1.

    by dawzo on 01-22-2011 at 12:07 PM
    REMINDER: This is just a personal DJ that helps me with remembering my dreams. So it's just a normal, non interesting, boring dream meant just for documentation.

    So I can't remember the start, but I remember going with my friend Me. from our hanging place Met. to the main railway station. He is telling me about a video project he's doing with some other band (it has something to do with a place where you pay people to drug you and then you have this wicked place you can hang). When we get to our destination, it's not a station but just a rail track with some modern train wagons on it (the first part train wagons, the one where the trainmaster is usually), but they are not normally on the rail but sideways ===/ /=== like this, but theyre wheels are normally attached to the railway. Theres grass all around. I go to one of them, the one far on my left (it looked like it was out of the railway the others were on), it looked kind of like there was a suite inside or something. So I go and say to my friend, wouldn't it be awesome if this one was open (I really didn't expect it to be), so I try to open it and I fail. So after that disappointment, we go back (don't know why) and my friend Do. appears out of nowhere. They say they must catch the bus nr. 5. I ask Do. about the project the were doing with Me. but he corrects Me. with some details about how the floor is and that theres light (coming out of the floor or something like that). Although we are suddenly in Ši. by the railtracks, they find a bus station where the 5 stops and I tell them they can wait there. I go on alone and think if someone is still waiting for me at the rehearsal place, because I remember not locking it and having the keys. I am still in šiška walking towards where I train karate, thinking it's the rehearsal place, but my mom comes in the room and wakes me on my way. I just grabbed my bag under my shoulder.
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