Non-Lucid Lucid Fragment: I was at a hotel, in the pool. I had my phone with me, which was weir since I was swimming. Somebody commented on it. I decided since my birthday was soon, I should throw my phone in the water, so I could get a new one. After I threw it in, I picked it back up out of the water in about 3 seconds. I turned it on, it still worked. I dropped it again and let it sit for about 10 seconds. It still worked. Dream 1: I was in my Physics classroom, doing a presentation. I don't remember what I was presenting. After me, two other kids went up. Something from my presentation caused the board to blow up, and the two presenters completely vanished. Nobody seemed surprised or anything, like this was a common occurence. Dream blurs, I'm going to get something in the classroom. A kid sitting down says, "you're a b-a-d-a-u-s.." "Badass, you mean?" I asked. "Oh yeah, that." I was going to the bus loop, I had to take the bus to the airport since we were flying to St. Louis. I couldn't find my bus, and they were starting to leave. I flagged somebody down and asked what bus to get on. "269", he said. Bus 269 pulled up, but it was just a golf cart. She drove me to the airport. Fragment 2: I was playing a game. A new item was released with only 200 copies available, and it cost $10000. I decided to buy it, trying to profit off of it.
Non-Lucid Dream Thoughts/Notes Our class was back on our way from a trip to somewhere. I'm not sure where we were going. In front of a hallway entrance, I saw N and a bunch of his friends. I was about 50 feet away from it. We were inside of a circular room that was the cafeteria in my dream, but is my church in real life. To my right, there was a kid walking around looking like he was drunk swinging at random people. Me, being the good Samaritan I am, decide to go over and try to straighten it out. I wasn't too surprised whenever he swung at me as well. I box in real life, so I decided in my dream to go ahead and fight back (which I would never do in real life). We wrestled for a bit (what the heck, I box, not wrestle!), and then fell onto the floor. We grappled around for a bit, both of us trying to get an advantage. "Here we go," I said, knowing that I was about to win. I flipped him onto his back with his stomach facing up towards me, and I began to punch him repeatedly until he stopped resisting and was knocked out. The dream is a blur from there, I heard a bunch of hollers from the crowd, and I was being directed to the office, or something like that. In my walk to the office, we went backstage on the stage at my old school, and there was a bunch of scenery from a carnival we had to go around. Instead of coming out in the office, we were at a Barnes and Noble, and they had a new section that was about 15 feet in the air, with the walls, stairs, and floor of the section made completely out of books. I walked up, and the kid who I had just fought came. I fell over the edge and was holding on, and rather than helping me, he walked right past me. There was more to this dream, and I remembered another dream upon waking up, but I forgot it as soon as I got in the shower, and I had to wait about 15 hours after I woke up to write this, so it was hard to remember.