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Right before going to bed, I watched The Hurt Locker.

In my dream, I was a young boy in basic training. All I really remember is running through the halls of a building, probably for some drill thing, and arriving outside a shower area. A couple other boys were coming out, and one had two weights and a metal wire. I started helping him try to thread the wire through the weights (somehow I knew he needed my help.. maybe because his hands were full). All of a sudden, someone else starts messing with me while I'm trying to thread this wire through these weights. I can't see anything all of a sudden, and I get frustrated. Being a young boy, I start to cry and run off, through the door. Instead of walking into a locker room or bathroom, I find myself outside, on a dirt path. 20 yards ahead of me is a two-lane road, and beside the road is a fence with a shower attached to it.

I walk to the shower and my heart sinks as I realize I forgot my towel. Oh well. I strip down and am about to shower when a red car pulls up, blocked by my gear in the road. I move it out of the way, and it pulls up next to me. For some reason (either I became really tall or the car was really short) I have to get on my stomach to see into the car. A lady asks me what I'm doing. I tell her that I'm in the army, and she drives away.

Next thing I remember, I'm on the steps of a house with 4 other boys. They are my brothers. We come up with a brilliant plan; pass me off as adopted, and I can get out of the army. The last thing I remember before I woke up is looking at my dream brothers, and thinking, "they look nothing like me, this plan will work."

I almost forgot; starting when I walk outside towards the shower, and lasting until the end of the dream, I can clearly hear the song "Lowrider" by War playing. This is interesting, especially since I encounter that red car that is so damn low...

Woke up this morning not remembering much more than a few bits and pieces from my dreams. Kind of a let down.

8.6.10
I was playing some version of a Mario Kart game.. Rather, I was in the game, and the track was intense. There was one section where I went down a tube and started spinning intensely, like a crazy water slide. Next thing I remember, I'm outside the game, playing with my cousin. Then we're in the game again, only this time it's a version of Halo. We were the covenant, attacking Earth. Our weapons sucked, and it wasn't really like Halo at all. We attacked a grocery store or something like that.. No, it was a building with elevators and lobbies, but we went in a section of the building that was like a grocery store. I remember thinking, "press Y to change weapons," then looking down at my gun and feeling a button on the shaft where Y would be on the controller. I pressed the button and my gun changed.

I also remember using B to melee an enemy, but then instead of hitting B again to melee, I simply swung my gun at him. It was like I wasn't confined to the video game button system; even though using the buttons worked, I could still do whatever I wanted.

That's really all I remember. Maybe video games are a dream sign.. Quite often I'm either playing a game, or in a game, in my dreams.

I woke up on the morning of August 4th, 2010 at around 9 o'clock. Head fuzzy from a crazy night, I fell back asleep almost immediately. The following is what I dreamt.

8.4.10
Working at Greystone (the pool), people were swimming and it was dark. One fat lady fell off the side of the pool and hit her neck, and I had to save her.

Surf contest at UNCW, Connor participating. Spoke with Mr. and Mrs. Deal. Jumbotron with all the competitors faces on it, in a continuous video loop. Not at the beach, but at a big wave pool. Didn't see any waves.

House/small hotel building. Lots of DCs around. I was telling some of them that I was lucid and that this was all a dream. I wasn't lucid, not like my first LD where I had limited control and everything was crystal clear. But this time I still knew I was dreaming. Not by any dream signs or reality checks though. I was shooting energy out of my hands at DC's, because they were after me.. They were after me because there was a strange, attractive girl that I was trying to coax into sleeping with me. I kept telling her, "this is a dream, I'm lucid dreaming!" But to no avail.

Dream signs missed: random, strange, attractive girl; trying to argue my way out of/into something