So I read about this yesterday night and completed the task while I was dreaming lucidly last night. It's a long dream, so I'm just going to share the part where I asked my father about myself.

I really needed clothes since summer is nearly here, so I went shopping. My parents drove me, wanting to spend some "quality time with me" like they always complain they never get to. I remember to ask my dad about how I am. I turn around and ask, "Tell me something about me." In my dad's typical behavior, he shrugs. "What do you want to know?" "I don't know! Anything! How was I when I was little?" "Cute and sweet." I laugh and go do some shoppping, splurging on things I could never afford in real life.