Krista's Dream Journal

Dream - Lucid - AP

I was then out in the streets downtown somewhere. I saw my old friend Lauren, dancing on top of a limo in a black dress. Getting out of the limo was a younger version of her. She was wearing a white, sparkley dress. Then a group of girls standing close to me started to dance, and so did I. Another girl told them that they didn't know how to do the dance right. They were apparently trying to do a dance from some music video.

Then, I was seeing something very disturbing. I saw someone's head being operated on in a hospital. I kept seeing people's heads being operated on, and I figured out that they were Katrina victims. I saw what looked like someone's head detached from the body, but I figured his body must be under a sheet or something, because that was impossible.

I then saw a man's head being operated on, and though he was under anesthesia, it looked like he was having a nightmare. He had his eyes shut, but was moaning and had a pained look on his face, as he thrashed his head left and right. Then, I saw the same man with half his head gone, and his brain exposed. Then, I saw that his head was completely gone from his neck, but moans kept coming from his exposed vocal cords.

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I was in my family's driveway by our basketball hoop. I was at a computer, doing a project for school. The computer looked like it was at a kiosk-type thing. The neighbor was having guys over to shoot some hoops. A couple of other guys came over, a black guy that actually lives in our neighborhood in waking life, and a white guy, and started to play basketball where I was doing my project, and I told them they needed to leave because I was busy. They went back over to the neighbor's.

Then, I was at the kiosk on top of a water slide. I was at some sort of water park. My brother was there, along with a young female teacher who had an even younger teaching assistant. The teacher was trying to get something from underneath her podium. I was at the kiosk, typing away. My brother then went down the water slide, and I went down after him. We were swimming around in the water below. The water felt perfect, even a little warm.

Then, I remember getting on a small yellow airplane, but it was completely open; there was no roof. It had an old-timey feel to it, like it was the 1920's or so. The seats looked like something you'd see at an amusement park. The seats were also covered in dirt and water. I sat in the front seat, and the pilots, who were directly in front of me, took off. We didn't fly very high, but I felt scared and pushed on a brake in front of me in between the pilots. One of the pilots said to me
"Sorry, Miss."
They then flew for a little longer, then landed.

I then remember getting back in the airplane, sitting more towards the back this time. The seat I sat in was covered in water, dirt, and what looked like blood. It was really gross, but I sat in it anyway. My butt was wet from the water. The plane tilted forward, and the water all spilled to the front of the plane.

Then, I was in a huge, roomy shower. The walls were beige, and the lighting was perfect. I was washing off, when I realized I was dreaming. I flew through the shower ceiling, and ended up in an airport. I decided I wanted to see Ryan. I ran through the airport, yelling for Ryan.
"Ryan! Ryan! Where are you?", I screamed.
I then saw my old friend Rob walking beside me. He had a suitcase in his hand. I said
"Hey Rob! Where are you going?"
"Indiana.", he replied.
Hey! Ryan is originally from Indiana in waking life! As Rob started going through the ticket taker and security, he ripped off half his ticket and gave it to me. I was going to go to Indiana! That must be where Ryan is!

But then, I woke up.

Wow, that was an extremely epic night of dreams...they were all very vivid too. I think it has something to do with my stress level going way down from last week and the first half of this week (had a ton to do for school -_-). And I even had 2 lucid dreams, and got my setting to change in the first one. I'm so excited to be learning how to do all of these new things in LDs!

Dream - Lucid - AP

I was at the mall with Kacey. We entered a store, and Kacey saw a shirt she liked. It was a pastel yellow with spaghetti strap sleeves. She didn't want to pay for it, so she told me she was going to steal it. She walked into the fitting room, then walked out a few minutes later with the shirt stuffed into her huge purse.

Then, I asked her whether or not she was going to wear a dress to prom. She said
"No, no one wears dresses to prom."
I told her some people did, and that I was going to. I imagined myself in my actual prom dress from high school. This was apparently my 2nd prom and 2nd senior year, but it was apparently normal. I wasn't held back a grade. Prom was that night. We started to leave the store, and I was afraid the alarms would go off, but they didn't.

I then started to talk to Kacey about work, and about my schedule as we were driving (I was driving). We were on our way to work, though I wasn't scheduled, it was just Kacey who needed to be there, but I had to drive her for some reason. She started telling me my schedule, and that I worked the next day. Also, something about me working Thursday, which wasn't good, because I have classes all day on Thursdays and can't work.

We got to work, and I saw a guy I went to middle and high school with, LJ. He was working, and Kacey was now working as well. I looked at my schedule, which was illustrated with moving pictures. I wasn't scheduled till the next week. They did have me for a day that I couldn't work. I told Kacey that. I watched LJ and Kacey work and talk, and thought to myself that they must have worked together so long, they learned to like one another.

Dream shift: Then, I was in the woods with my family and another family. I heard a St. Bernard howl and bark as he bounded up from being in the woods. He was holding a section of a huge chain in his mouth. He was searching for a little dog, a Beagle, one of the other family's dogs that had been lost. They sent the St. Bernard off again, and he came back with more chain. He was sent off again. When he came back again, he was pushing the little dog along with his nose. The little dog was dead, and was beat up and had a gunshot wound in his head. Everyone, including me, started to cry. I went up to my mom and dad and said
"I know he wasn't my dog, but I'm still so sad!"
My mom smiled a little through her tears and said
"I know, it's ok."
We all continued to cry.

Then, I saw a special on TV about what happened to the dog. He ran off, and a crazy, sadistic man caught him. This man got his jollies from killing small animals. He looked like he was 40 or so, had greasy, dirty shoulder length brown hair, and some facial hair. The dog came up to him and peed on his shoe. Then, they were in an apartment or hotel. The man had set up a video camera. He had an evil smile on his face and a dark red pistol in his hand. The dog was out on the balcony. It was nighttime. The man slammed the door on the dog's tail twice. He kept muttering and talking about the dog to himself, all the while with the evil smile on his face. It was sick. He then shut the wooden, red door to the balcony, and fired a shot through it. He opened the door, and he had missed the dog. He did it again, but this time, he hit the dog in the head.

~

Then, I started to hear vivid, loud, epic music, and I saw crazy, colorful geometric hypnogogia, mostly I tunneled through red cubes. I knew what has happening...I was in between dreams! I didn't move, and waited for the dream to start forming. I felt sleep paralysis hit me, and then the dream started to form.

I was in a strange room, it looked like it was made out of cereal boxes. It was mostly reds, blues, yellows, and whites. I moved, but it was delayed. I looked at my hand as it moved, and it had a drag behind it. I started to feel one of the cardboard structures. It felt so real, but the feeling was delayed. I decided I needed to increase stability and vividness, so I commanded "Increase vividness!" and "Stabalize!". The dream seemed more stable then.

I then saw a bottle of Dasani water sitting on one of the cardboard structures at the edge of the room. It was about a quarter or so full. I took it, and dumped some of it on myself. It felt cold. I walked into another part of this strange place, and there were a few people in there, doing some kind of work. I vividly remember a man in his late 20s-early 30s who looked very nerdy. He had blonde hair and glasses. I got his attention, and of course, had to try to show off to him.
"Hey! I can fly!", I told him.
He just stared at me with a confused look on his face. Typical. I got up on this plushy couch, and tried to take off. It was proving to be difficult for some reason. I finally hovered for a little bit, then decided I needed to do something other than fly. I decided I wanted to change my setting, which I've never done before. I called out to my dream guide, whoever that may be, and said
"Dream guide, I need your help. I want to change scenes, but I can't do it alone. I need your help, please help me."
My guide never appeared, but a door in front of me started to open into a new scene. I was amazed. I think I said "Thank you", but I'm not totally sure. I walked through the door to the new scene, and I was in a bar. The characters from my dog dream were there. I saw a man from the other family behind a counter. To my right was a woman playing pool. I walked in further, and there was the crazy dog-killing man.

Then, I lost the dream and had an FA. I was writing down key words on a note pad from the LD such as "bottled water", etc.

Dream - Lucid - AP

I was in a grocery store. I had just had a birthday party, and it wasn't that great; only like 4 people showed up.

Then, I was on vacation in Israel. I was with someone, but I can't remember who. I remember we were staying in a pretty nice hotel. I was going to have another birthday party there. I was in the hotel room, and I wanted to send a message out to Rachel, but my phone was left in the car. I had to send a message in a bottle, except for I used a box. I wrote the message on the box with my finger. The part of the box I wrote on was red. My message was a pale white, and kind of hard to read because of how pale it was. I don't remember what it said.

Then, I went to send the message. I walked out into the hallway, which was a pale off-white color from floor to ceiling, and there was an Arab man sitting in the hall. You had to give him $5 to send a message. Whoever I was with on this vacation gave him the money, and I sent the message. I got a quick reply from Rachel not long after that. I wanted to send her another message, but I ran out of money. I told whoever I was with that I needed to run out to the car to get my phone so I could send Rachel a message.

I went into the hallway, and the Arab man taking the money to send the messages was gone. He had a box set up to put the money in. I kept walking, and looked to my right. There was a girl doing sit-ups, and there were a few other people around her.

Then, I remember walking back into my room, and Caitlin was there. She told me she had brought her boyfriend, who's name is actually Israel, and another guy, whom she also called Israel. I looked, and some younger looking dude with short black hair was laying on the bed closest to the door (the room had 2 queen-sized beds). I was dissappointed, and got upset. I wanted Ryan to be there, and I didn't think it was fair that Caitlin had brought 2 guys there. I went and sat on the bed furthest to the door with my back to everyone. I was really upset. I just sat there with my arms crossed.

~

I was working at Cracker Barrel in the store part of the restaraunt. I had just started my job there. My friend Josh came in. I talked to him for a little bit. He also apparently worked there, and helped me to locate where the box was with the rolls of change in it. He led me to the manager's office where it was located in the back of the store.

Then, I was back at my register, and a large Hawaiian-looking man came up and asked me if we carried wedding bands. By wedding bands, he meant garters. To my immediate right, I had a small jar of packages of the "wedding bands"/garters. They were cheap-looking and came in many different colors, with multiple bands per package. I picked one up and gave it to him. It rang up as $10.96. He made a face and said something like "Jesus", indicating his displeasure with the price. He paid anyway, and as I was giving him his change, he pointed at a picture of a young, blonde woman on the wall to my left. He asked me if I knew her, and I said yes. Apparently, she worked there too. He told me he had gone to a party with her and he had "you know'd" with her (he used terminology similar to that in the dream). He was smiling and laughing.

I looked into my drawer, and noticed that I was all out of dimes, and almost out of pennies. The man was still there, and I asked him if he needed anything else. He said "No, are you done?", meaning was I done with the transaction. I told him yes, I just needed to get some change. He said "Oh, ok", and left. I started to think about where Josh had showed me where to get my change from.

Dream - Lucid - AP

I was watching a movie, or that's what it seemed like. I knew it was a sequel to another movie. It was very Phantom of the Opera/The Descent-esque. I remember there was a parking lot at a church. It was dusk. I remember seeing many parked cars. There was a young woman who was seduced and captured by this man who was clearly not in his right mind. I saw a scene of them bathing in a cave in what looked like tomato florentine soup. I somehow tasted what they were bathing in, even though it was a "movie", and it tasted like tomato soup with undercooked pasta.

I later found out that what they were bathing in was blood of people that the man had killed. The "pasta" in it, I couldn't figure out what it was. I thought maybe it was bits of bone. Anyway, it was disgusting, and the young woman was begging him to let her go, but he kept going on these crazy rants and stuff, like he wasn't even listening to her. I knew she had gotten away a few times, but was always recaptured. I remember seeing the cave/blood bath scene more than once.

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I was at some store, I remember my boss being there with her granddaughter (she only has a grandson in waking life). I remember talking to her granddaughter.

Then, I was at home, or what was my home in the dream. My mom offered me two chocolate muffins, a large one and a small one. I started eating the large one. It was moist and delicious. Then, Tabita, a girl I work with, tried to take the small one. She walked away with it, but I caught her in time and told her that was mine, and she gave it back. Then, someone asked my mom to bake brownies for some event that was happening that day. She said she would, but I thought that was weird, since all we had were muffins.

I then remember being in the car with my dad. He looked much younger, and was smoking a cigarette (he quit smoking in waking life).

Then, we were all about to go on vacation. We all started to get in the car, or, more specifically, my mom's old van, which was parked in the garage. My mom was going to drive. I don't remember who was in the seat next to her, but in the seat behind her was the young version of my dad. He was very animated and excited. He was laughing a joking with the people in the car. I don't remember who was next to him, it was either my uncle or my brother. I was about to get in the back with my aunt (she isn't my aunt anymore in waking life, her and my uncle got divorced; she was only my aunt by marriage), when my mom told me I had to scoot over and save room for Marco. Marco was an overweight Latin American-looking man. I said, enthusiastically,
"Marco!!"
I then remembered that we'd be gone a week, and went back inside to get some feminine products. I actually grabbed a bag of weed instead, and put it in my pocket, along with some Motrin, which was packaged in a small plastic package of 5 or 6, and looked like candy. I went back to the car and sat in between my aunt and Marco. My aunt said something about her having weed too.

Dream - Lucid - AP

I felt sleep paralysis, and I knew I was about to enter a dream. I did indeed enter a dream, but I was only partially asleep again. I tried to open my eyes, but was so afraid I'd open my real eyes instead, because I could still feel my body. Despite not being able to see, I knew I was in my room, laying in bed. I thought to myself "Detach to your dream body", and I stood up. I felt my foot with my hand. It felt very real. I started trying to poke my fingers through my hands as an RC, but it didn't feel like it was working. I still knew I was dreaming though.

I started to fly, and all the sudden, I could see. I saw my reflection in a mirror on the ceiling. I was wearing a shirt that I used to have from Disney World when I was 11, but I looked the same age that I am now. I flew through the ceiling, and outside. It was bright and sunny out. I flew close to the ground and looked at the green grass below me, so as not to lose the dream. I saw a little play area that you see in some people's back yards, and in it, on a slab of white concrete, was my mom's car, reflecting the bright sunlight. I flew closer to it, and my vision closed in as I woke up.

Dream - Lucid - AP

I know I had some long dreams last night, but I can only recall a fragment of one. Stress is killing my recall.

EDIT: I remembered part of another one! Yay!

I was on some rocky mountainside with tons of other people. It almost felt like we were all Native American. I remember there were lots of men with dark skin and no shirts wearing nothing but loincloths. There were women there too. There was a king at the top of the mountain.

There were levels of the mountain too, and depending on where you were sitting on the mountain had to do with how close you were with the king. I was located in the middle on the right side.

Every so often, we'd all have to duck and get under these pillows, blankets, and big wooden shields, because herds of buffalo would stampede over us. It was a fatal experience for many. I remember ducking under my assortment of shielding objects a few times in the dream, because the buffalo were stampeding over us. I was always worried about dying. A lot of the times when they'd come though, they would avoid me. Sometimes though, I'd feel them trample me, but it felt like nothing more than someone dropping a small rock on my back.

Then, I was located far up the mountain on the left side, very close to the king. In fact, I was pretty much right next to him. I was under the assumption that this meant no buffalo would trample me. I was with very few people on the top of the mountain. Then, the buffalo came again, and I had to duck. Again, I was not killed or hurt.

~

I was getting ready for some marching band thing. I was putting the under part of my uniform on. I was going to wear this one summery tank top I had under it (the one I'm wearing in my profile pic). It was folded up in a pile of folded clothes. I picked it up and decided to wear something else under it, since the tank top was something I always wore under it and it probably didn't smell very good because I hadn't washed it between wears. I picked up another shirt, similar to one I just bought in waking life. It's off-white with flowy short sleeves. I put it on, and noticed it was a little too big. Someone commented on the shirt.

Then, I was going to play in a clarinet trio, I think for school (similar to a waking life event from high school). My friends Leigh and Rachel were playing in it with me. I thought that the people listening would assume we were all great, star players since we were performing in a recital setting.

Dream - Lucid - AP

I remember being at some indoor pool.

Then, I was in line outside for some vote/debate about money. We were all heading into this small, garage-type building to pick up our money of choice, either paper and coined money or something else, I can't remember what though. The conservative people wanted paper and coined money. My friend Rachel was with the people on that side. The liberal people wanted something else, the type I can't remember. I was among the liberal people. The funny thing was, even though we were on opposite sides of the political spectrum and were about to debate something, we were all friendly with one another. There wasn't any tension.

I then remember us entering the little garage building and picking up our money choice, each type of money being on a separate table on opposite sides of the small room. Other things happened after this, but I can't remember what. I know we were all waiting for the debate though.

~

I was in class. The class was being taught by some guy who made pornos. He was in his 30's, and had dark hair and facial hair. We were supposed to calculate some statistic about porn. I was looking at a Facebook-type page that had to do with porn. The more I scrolled down, the more pictures there were, but the girl's crotch was always censored out, except for in some cartoon picture of two people smoking cigarettes after sex.

I started to calculate some statistic about me and how many times guys had asked me to do an act they'd seen in a porno, or something like that. I was then going backwards down a road on a hill, I guess that symbolized me thinking back or something. I'd stop when I thought of something, then I'd keep going. After that, the porn-making teacher stopped by my computer and told me I was doing a great job.

Then, I was with my family, the porn-making teacher, and his assistant. I was falling for the teacher. I sat on his lap, and we were very flirty with one another. I want to say he was eating dinner with my family, though we weren't at home, I have no idea where we were. After dinner, the assistant was trying to get the teacher to leave, but he kept stalling and I kept delaying him so he wouldn't leave.

Then, there was a tornado warning, and the skies got very dark. I told him now he couldn't leave, he had to get in the tornado shelter with my family and I. I think he did, but someone didn't, someone didn't enter the shelter and said they'd be fine and were going to drive home anyway, though I can't remember who it was. I want to say it was Ryan.

Dream - Lucid - AP

I was about to enter a dream, I saw my room around me, and I knew it was a dream, but I lost it.

I didn't open my eyes however, and I started to feel myself sitting up out of my body. I forced my eyes open, and I was still laying down (weird). I sat up again (it was difficult, I felt very heavy), and I could feel my body laying down, and I could feel a bit of sleep paralysis. As I was leaving my body, I saw my head still on the pillow out of the corner of my eye. My room looked just like it does in waking life, even the lighting was correct. My perception was kind of screwy though, I could see the tops of the backs of my eyelids, and, like I said before, I could still feel myself laying down. I got up off my bed, and could hear my dad talking in the hallway. I was very close to the floor for some reason. It was almost like I was sliding on the floor. I decided to try to phase through the door. I started to, and as I was going through it, I could feel this strange sensation around my head as it went through the door. I would describe it as "soft" almost. But then, before I could get all the way through the door, I woke up.

Dream - Lucid - AP

I kept waking up last night...so I just had a few short dreams.

I got up and woke my mom up to ask her if the heat was on. She said yes, and I told her I was turning the AC on.(This was right after I woke up to turn the AC on because it was hot as hell in my room).

~

I was at my friends' Rachel and Chad's house (I was there for awhile yesterday in waking life). We were all taking a shower. Chad got out and it was just Rachel and I. I started thinking about her water bill, and how we had been in the shower for a long time. The water started to get cold, and I told her that we could get out if she wanted to. She got out, and then the curtain was in front of me so they didn't see me naked. I remember Rachel saying "Don't look!". I didn't see them either.

~

I was at Kohl's shopping with Lynsay. I picked out this tye-dye yellow and orange jacket for her after searching for her size. She liked it till she put it on, and it looked kinda silly on her. We both agreed that it wasn't for her, and she put it back.

We were then looking at sale racks that had stuff for like 95 and 99 cents.

Dream - Lucid - AP

I was at work, and we were closing. I was working with like 3 or 4 other people. All the lights were off, and I had already counted down my drawer, when a bunch of customers walked in, and my coworkers started to serve them, even though we were about to leave. This went on until about 11:30pm, when we close at 9pm. There were still people in there at that time.

Then, I was in the back, and I felt like I looked different. My stomach looked distorted and muscular, and my face felt a little off. I think I even looked in the mirror at some point, and thinking it looked different. I knew that I was turning into a horse. I also knew that this was something that happened to me once a month, and it lasted for a few days. It was really bizarre. I know Ryan was there, and I had to explain it all to him. I "remembered" myself as a magenta horse, walking around in the coffee shop. I had a purple and red striped sweater on. I remember debating on whether or not I should wear a shirt during the transformation, or just going around as a "naked" horse.

I was then in a bedroom, and Ryan was there with me. He was laying on the bed. I thought he'd be really put off by my transformation. I kept thinking he was, but I don't think he really cared that much. Then, I felt myself transforming. I felt my back muscles and bones enlongating. I kept feeling it come in waves. It was a really strange sensation. I also remember looking at my hands, and imagining them turning into hooves.

Then, I was wading in a creek. There was a little boy there with me. He got swept off in a deeper, more rough park of the creek. He went underwater, and I pulled him out and saved him so he wouldn't drown.

Then, I remember fighting some huge, 3-headed flower beast. I "remembered" fighting other ones similar to it beforehand. My mom was with me.

~

I was about 14 or 15, and my brother was 12 or 13. I remember being at some weird computer with a white screen. We were outside. The computer was at a kiosk-type thing. I think it was outside of a school. My mom was with us. Throughout this whole dream, I knew I was experiencing my past, and that what was happening had already happened.

Then, I saw my brother as a host on Nickelodeon with another guy his age, who, in the dream, was called Ricky Lake. They were hosting some party, and were on live television. They both had microphones and were talking about the party, and about what was going to come on next. I feel like I saw something like this more than once in the dream.

Then, I remember seeing my brother on TV answering calls from viewers. Again, it was live TV. I called in and started cussing and telling off Ricky Lake. I called him an asshole. Then, I told my brother he'd probably get fired for my actions, and he did lose his job as a host. That was apparently one of the reasons why they stopped doing things live, and started prerecording them instead.

~

I had a false awakening that I was getting up to get in the shower. I opened my contact case, which looked like my jewelery box in waking life, and my brother's contacts were in there too. I said something to him about it, and he apologized. I took his contacts out and put them in his retainer case.

Dream - Lucid - AP

I was in a huge, open field with rolling hills. It was dusk. I was with some guy. I had a small airplane with a hangglider attatched to the back of it, though the hangglider didn't have any sails or anything, it was just a bar to hold on to attatched to a cord that was attatched to the plane. We were going to fly the plane and hangglide. I remember hanggliding on the back of the plane. My left hand slipped, but I got my grip back. I was not afraid, however. I was excited! There were a couple of times that I almost became lucid, but I quickly forgot. I also remember flying the plane. Both the hanggliding and plane flying were exhilerating experiences.

I remember it then being nighttime, and me and the guy were going somewhere else to fly. I remember driving on the interstate. Then, I remember encountering my old roommate, Katherine. I don't remember where we were, but I remember her saying she wanted to shoot her cat because he was becoming too much of a hassle. I wanted to offer to take him from her so she didn't shoot him, but I knew it would be pointless to try to change her mind. She seemed pretty dead-set on killing her cat. I also remember seeing her cat. He was his normal self, exactly as I remember him from waking life.

~

I had a weird sore on my index finger, and it was surrounded by a strange, red, dotty rash. It was very sore to touch. I tried looking up "sore inflamed finger" on Google, but all that came up were Sesame Street clips. I also remember my friend Courtney being with me at some point.

I was then at my old friend Andrew's house. We were talking, and I apologized for how things ended up with our friendship (in waking life, we kind of just stopped talking after he tried to ask me on a date and I didn't really want to go). He started talking to his dog. I think his family was there as well. Then, I started taking a shower in the middle of his living room. A few other people were there now. I stopped for some reason, talked to Andrew some more, and one of the other people. Then, I had someone plug the shower back in (apparently it was an electric shower, haha...how ironic). The socket was behind a couch. They did, and I explained that I was almost done showering. I started to shower again.

Dream - Lucid - AP

The only thing I remember from this dream is looking at the dream journals page here on DV and seeing that I had 122 DJ entries.

~

I was at my house, and my car got stolen by Dr. T, a customer who comes into the coffee shop in waking life (he's a professor in his 40's who is constantly cheating on his wife with his students). He was with someone, I think it was his dog. The dog was in the passenger's side seat.

Anyway, I was pissed off. I knew it was him who stole it because my car had two antennas and two sun roofs (my car has neither in waking life). He had done something to it to make it like that. I remember seeing him drive it away a few times in the dream.

I was then in a restaurant, Cracker Barrel I think, and I saw a group of guys that are about my age. I started yelling at them about the car. Then, I saw Dr. T. He was at a bar in the restaurant. I demanded my car back from him. He told me to sit with him at the bar. I was thinking that was a little iffy, knowing his history with women my age, but I did it anyway. I sat down on the barstool next to him. He ordered a drink, and I got one too. I just sipped on mine very slowly, so I wouldn't get drunk and my inhibitions wouldn't fly out the window. It was clear and tasted like very weak vodka. He started to tell me how pretty he thought I was, and how he would think about me in my underwear and that he had seen me change clothes. Apparently, he lived either very close to me or in my parents house in the dream. I pictured him watching me change through my window. Ew. After he said all that, I responded
"That's...interesting."
I turned away and I knew I was blushing. I knew I had to be careful with my responses and reactions so as not to make him think I was interested. Strangely enough, I wasn't angry with him anymore. I was calmly listening to him talk, even though it made me uncomfortable. I felt like he was being genuine and nice.

Dr. T finished his drink, and I dumped the rest of mine (I had barely had any) into his cup and said
"Well, I hope you were finished with that." The bartender cleaned up after us.

We then got in my car. He was driving. I think he was taking me back to my house.

Dream - Lucid - AP

I know I had a dream before this one, but it has been forgotten. I do remember Ryan was in it though.

I was in my room, listening to some tape of me either speaking a short story or a song to some music in the background. I was listening to it on a cassette tape on an old tape player. I remember also looking at the words/lyrics on paper, and then seeing notes of other songs/stories I wanted to record, but hadn't finished.

Then, I was somewhere else. Many other people were around me. We were all outside. It was kind of video game-like. There was some evil "boss" in control of everyone there. He wasn't human, but I'm not sure what he was. He was very big; not quite a giant, but maybe 8 or 9 feet tall with big hands and other features. I kept thinking "Bowser" in my head, like from Super Mario, but he didn't look like Bowser. I remember my friend Tony being there. What was odd, was that Tony and everyone else around me was wearing makeup, mostly eye shadow and eye liner. I was the only one who wasn't (I also don't wear makeup in waking life). I asked Tony if I had to wear it, and he said yes.

Then, the boss came up and started saying things to me, threatening me to wear makeup. He also threatened Tony's life. He picked Tony up and crumbled him into a ball. There was also a huge crowd of people circled around us. I knew Tony would be ok though, so I wasn't too concerned. I somehow knew I could leave the place at will, and I kept trying to, but it was difficult. I was trying to will myself back to my room so I could get my eyeshadow. As I was about to disappear, I saw Tony sitting right in front of me. I mouthed "I love you" to him, and he mouthed back, "Krista, I love you", and then I was in my room again.

I grabbed 3 palettes of eye shadow. I had regretted tossing my good eye shadow, because all I had left was cheap stuff. I grabbed one palette of very bright-colored eye shadow, and started to put it on in the mirror. I put on a bright yellow right above my lid, and a bright, shimmering magenta on my lid. I kept going outside the lines and making it look messy, but I somehow managed to make it look decent. I smudged the point where the colors met to blend them with my finger, and just ended up wiping some off instead. I didn't bother fixing it.

Then, I was outside of a parking lot with tons of people. My family was with me, I mainly remember my mom and brother being there. The clouds looked dark above our heads, like it would storm. Then, a huge cloud-to-ground lightning strike came from the sky very close to us, and struck the ground continuously for a good 10 seconds without stopping. I knew that to be dangerous, and was concerned that a tornado was on its way. It looked like the sky was clearing, but I saw that as a bad sign. We all started to head down to an underground gym that we have in our town.

We went down the stairs into the gym, and opened the door. There was a HUGE line of people waiting to get under there. We waited for awhile. My mom commented on my eyeshadow, telling me how nice it looked. We somehow got to where we needed to be in the gym, and there were windows everywhere. I thought that was a terrible place to be during a tornado, so I left without saying anything and entered a room in a next door building that was windowless.

The threat of the weather then passed, and I met back up with my family. They wondered where I had been, so I told them I had left to go to a safer place. They asked why I didn't tell them, and I said something about them not understanding or them not wanting to go anyway. The sky was now clear, and I had found out that we were under two tornado warnings in the span of an hour.

Dream - Lucid - AP

I barely got any sleep last night, so I don't remember anything. However, I just got home from work and took a nap, and had a series of mini-dreams.

I was in what was supposed to be my old roommate, Katherine's new apartment with her new roommate. She was talking to me about the apartment, telling me all about it. Covering a corner of the room was a light pinkish-purple sheet hanging from the ceiling. It was covering a window, and maybe a desk. I could see these things through the sheet because of the way the light was shining through it.

~

I was at the bowling alley with Grace and I think her boyfriend. We were waiting in line at the concessions bar. Grace asked if I wanted something to drink. Then, I couldn't decide whether she was talking to me or her boyfriend.

~

I was sitting on a bed watching TV with Ryan. I "remembered" him touching my crotch a few minutes before, but couldn't decide if it had really happened. We were watching Winnie the Pooh, and he commented saying that he used to watch that show when he was little. It was some racing episode, with the characters in a car race of some sort. There was a wolf character who exclaimed something, but I can't remember what. I did know, however, that he was supposed to say a phrase containing the word "ass", but it had been censored, and replaced with a different phrase since the show was on a family-oriented TV station. When the character's mouth moved while saying the alternate phrase, it didn't sync up with what he was saying. I told Ryan the character was supposed to say the phrase with the word "ass". Ryan then moved under the covers and laid across me.

Dream - Lucid - AP

My classmates were going on a trip to London, but I wasn't able to go for some reason. I remember Rachel and Stephen being two of the people going. I remember something about the airplane, and them being very excited about the trip. I don't remember being very disappointed that I couldn't go, since I'd already been.

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I was in the basement of my house, but it was my dream house, not my real one (we don't have a basement in waking life). Ryan was with me. We were walking around in the basement, and I noticed tons of clutter everywhere, and I thought about my dad having to keep everything (in waking life my dad has to keep EVERYTHING, so our attic is very cluttered).

In waking life, my dad also used to own an aquarium store, and we used to have lots of fish. He has a lot of aquariums up in our attic. In the dream, I noticed all of the aquariums were full of fish. They were very vivid and well-lit. Ryan and I walked up to one, and I saw a purple and yellow fish, one that looked like one we had in waking life when I was very young that used to "kiss" the glass. I had named him Crunchy. I said to Ryan
"Look! That's what Crunchy used to look like!", but I slurred some of my words and corrected myself. I made a comment about how I couldn't talk that day for some reason. The fish went up and kissed the glass.

Then, I remember talking to my mom about Christianity. We started to argue. She was trying to get me to go to church again.

Then, I was on campus at my college. I had no idea how I had gotten there. I was sitting in a statistics class in the psychology/sociology building next to Blake, a guy I knew growing up. He was apparently my boyfriend. I was very confused as to how and when that happened, but I accepted it. I thought I must had been in some sort of accident that affected my memory. He was very lovey and touchy with me, calling me baby and putting his arm around me.

Then, I remember walking to some HUGE, very tall dumpsters that were next to one of the buildings across the road. They were full of dirty laundry. I saw a little black boy dressed up like a superhero playing around in one of them, but he disappeared into it. I vividly remember seeing a dirty white towel hanging out of one of the dumpsters. I tossed my bag of dirty laundry into one of the dumpsters, the same one I saw the little boy playing around in.

I was then back in the stats class, when a voice over the loudspeaker announced
"Krista, please come to room 7__(it was seven-hundred something, I can't remember the exact number)."
I felt like I had heard my name, but I kind of ignored it. Blake was next to me and said
"They're calling you.", so both of us got up to search for this room. I found it, and a man showed me a surveillance video of me hitting the little black boy with my bag, which was no longer laundry, but garbage, when I tossed it into the dumpster. I had no idea I had hit him. It showed him flying out of the dumpster. I heard his cries. I then saw a close up of a girl, his sister I think, cradling him in her arms inside the dumpster. I wondered why they were even in the dumpster in the first place. I told the man I didn't know I had hit him. He said alright. I remember my mom being there at some point. I also remember thinking I shouldn't be missing stats, because I'd get way behind.

Then, as Blake and I were walking out the door, the boy's father gave me a $5 bill as an apology for thinking I did it on purpose or something. Someone behind me said "It's a hard gift to accept." I gave Blake the bill, and then decided I couldn't accept it. Blake kept the $5 and gave me a $1, and I gave it back to the man and said I couldn't accept the money. He took it and didn't seem to notice it was a $1 bill and not a $5 bill.

Then, Blake and I were walking on campus again. We stopped, and he started talking about how he lived with his girlfriend, but didn't have the heart to break up with her, even though he wasn't happy and that he loved me. He said something about me being a very pretty girl. I told him that he needed to make himself happy first, even if it meant hurting the girl.

We were then at his house, and his girlfriend and younger sister (he doesn't have a younger sister in waking life. I was confused about the fact that he had one in the dream, but I just accepted it). His younger sister had long, black hair. I don't remember what the girl he lived with looked like. They were playing some game involving what I think was a house of cards. I was trying to be helpful and help them with what they were doing. They were indifferent about it. I then sat in Blake's lap and he cuddled me and called me baby, even though he was right in front of his girlfriend. She didn't seem to care.