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NORMAL | DREAMING POTENTIAL FOR REALITY CHECK

I've been going to bed pretty late at around 1:30-2:30am recently in the holidays, and awaking at about 11:30am. Last night, I attempted to get my sleep routine back to normal as lay ins make me too lazy during the day! I went to bed at 11:30, only to find that I could not sleep at all! Eventually fell asleep at about 1:15am (earlier than usual so whatever ) and awoke at 11am, to the following dream.

I was in my local church, where I used to take part in drama groups. However, the hall I was sat in was actually the hall I used to sit in for assembly at secondary school. I was sat with a group of friends in rows of about 10 on standard plastic school chairs. The lighting was dark, however the stage lights brightened it up to the extent where I couldn't really guess what time of day it was. There were mainly kids on stage. Someone I know, Ryan. E appeared on stage. Most people burst into applause as he was our friend, however Kelly. H, his current girlfriend, strangely started booing him as if they had broken up. She was sat next to Tom. R, her real life ex, as if they were going out again. I think I'd had a few alcoholic beverages, and I had a half pint of beer in my hand, and I started booing Ryan along with Kelly, trying to get other people to join in as if it was really funny. The regulars in the church who I used to do the drama class with started getting upset and annoyed with me. I can't remember what they were saying, but they were all suggesting that I had drank too much, especially considering everyone else was completely sober. My friend Lottie, who is a regular, was getting frustrated with me and seemed embarrassed. I didn't feel like I'd done much wrong, but felt myself blushing. I apologized to everyone for "being a dickhead", explaining that I didn't realize what I was doing was offensive in anyway, but was ever so sorry if I caused offense. Jamie, Lottie's brother, stopped the performance, and started it from the start again, as "Calum was acting like a total tit" . I became angry, frustrated and humiliated by their arrogance, and kept imagining how amazing it would be to just leave the building at the end without saying goodbye to anyone, but remaining absolutely silent for the rest of the performance to spite them. I started to feel better and calm down, and began reading the church menu, which i'm pretty sure doesn't exist. It sold alcohol, cigarettes, and other taxed goods. The cigarettes were tax-free, and it only cost £2 for a pack of twenty! I wanted to tell Tom, who despite being in front of me earlier was now sat to the right of me.

NORMAL | DREAMING

So, this is like the 5th time I've come back to Dreamviews after a long break. Can't really remember any dreams recently, other than one...

I was in my tent at reading festival, where I've returned from fairly recently. I think I was really drunk (would make sense ) and I was attempting to get up and out of the tent. It was very dark, must have been about 10pm. Wasn't pitch black - had the kind of nightvision you get from being in the dark for a while. The tent was flooding horrendously, although it didn't seem to be raining. There was about 5 inches of water in some parts! I was trying to drain this out first. I got out of the tent at some point and saw a man behind my tent, but I don't remember this too well.

That's all for now! Leaving to university in just over 2 weeks, so I'll finally have my own private accomodation to practise lucid dreaming, meditation and astral projection without my parents bothering me all the time

Had a very bizarre dream last night where a man was acting over-friendly to me somewhere in my local swimming pool. He didn't try anything on, he was just acting creepy and too close, and I was allowing him to do it. I don't remember his looks, but I think he was skinny, tall and geeky looking with black slicked back hair. I also seem to remember being in a jungle and a dining room at some point in this dream. It was very vivid at the time although I no longer remember it.

I was bought a new toothbrush.

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I dreamed that my dad had found porn on my computer that I left up. It was very realistic, and the next day my porn was missing, although it turned out to just be hidden.

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had a dream last night, but can't remember it now! BAH

More dreams last night

1) I was at my friend Bronia's house for her 18th birthday party. In RL, she's having this birthday party next week in a hall, but in the dream it was in her house. On top of this, her house looked nothing like her actual house. I couldn't really tell if it was a good party - it had the makings to be a great party, but everyone seemed a bit miserable. I'm not really sure what the time was. We were in a rectangular kind of living room - I assume it was night time, and the lights were on. A telly was directly in front of the sofa I was sat on. To my right was Leo.H, Chloe.R and some others I can't remember. I was talking to Leo, asking him to please get me laid by someone, as he's supposed to be my wingman. He suddenly remembered that and immediately sprung to action, although he did it really loudly so that everyone could hear! I think he first suggested Chloe who has a boyfriend, or it might have been someone else that obviously wouldn't, and he knew she'd say no so my final resort was my friend Devvon. I think Devvon is very attractive so I got pretty excited at this although she looked at Leo as if to show that she thought what he was doing was weird, although not necessarily saying no to me. I had to look at Leo as if to say "Seriously dude, you're so weird" when Devvon was looking at us 0 didn't want her knowing it was all my plan. Some other beef happened in which Leo and I upset some people, although I don't remember what happened.

The reason I wasn't aware of the time is that the next thing that happened was when I had just woken up at about 7am. There was no particular gap. However I assumed that the party was at about 3am as it was getting quieter, but maybe it was 7, I don't know. I was walking through a hallway that was similar to the carriage hallways on trains where they have the toilets and cafe. Whilst walking through here, Bronia's Dad came out of nowhere!! I was shocked and scared because, despite knowing he's a nice guy in RL, he was a strict dick in the dream. He looked nothing like her dad - in fact, he looked like Hal from Malcolm in The Middle, if he had spent a few hours on a tan bed, then ripped the top part of his purple shirt to reveal his hairy chest He asked me where I was going, and instead of telling him a lie and saying I was going to the toilet, I told him the truth - that I was going to his fridge to get some breakfast. He was not happy with this, saying "No!", and declaring that if the fridge hasn't the exact same contents when he checks it, he will go mental. I got a very strict vibe from him, and thought it was strange that he still let Bronia have the party.
When he left however, I went for it and stole some breakfast anyway, didn't think he'd notice. However instead of taking some substansial food, I took a jelly bean and a jelly bean the size of a plum!!! I put them in my jumper pocket, eating the small one and playing with the bigger one for a while.

I was now in a lift with all of the parents of Bronia's friends, on the way out of the house. I don't know why they were all there so organized at the same time, or why they were going out of the house in the first place, but they didn't have their kids - I think I was just a spectator. Maybe they were going INTO the house, but I had a vibe of them leaving. It was fairly tense - either Bronia's Dad was in the lift too or they had just met him - or alternatively they were about to meet him. The Lift was grey but fairly light as if there was a window, but there wasn't.

2) This was a peculiar dream. It wasn't very vivid at all. All I remember was approaching this pub in either a car or a bus, ready to get out and go in. I started thinking to myself, "it's so strange that nothing spiritual such as dreaming, lucid dreaming, or OOBEs have happened yet today!" YET I WAS HAVING A POTENTIAL LUCID DREAM RIGHT THAT SECOND, gaaaaaaaaaaaah.

Haven't remembered many dreams recently!
I think it has something to do with my new sleep schedule that has come with starting college again...
I need to start getting earlier nights

All I remember really from last night is that I was in my friend Katherine+Sarah's garage where me and the skate park lot had previously had a party. I'd left a lot of beer there previously and I presumed they'd nicked it, but they hadn't which gave me a lot of respect for them It was like a conservatory and was cloudy but light outside. I then went upstairs to katherine's room and to thank her for the party, I bought downstairs a cupboard full of kinder bueno's But on the way down I bumped into her stepdad, when I realized it was his cupboard and not really my write to carry! When I got outside again, it was a long field and it was completely quiet, but it was supposed to be the wednesday of reading festival so I was sad. It was dark now.

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NON-LUCID| LUCID

So, it appears that this 'progress' I've been making is much better than I though. Last night I had several vivid dreams, as well as 1 lucid, which was pretty long in comparison to my past attempts.

1) I was going camping with some scouts, and I don't think I knew any of them. A leader and I were walking through an airport-like place. It was very grey and dull, as airports are. There were no lights and any blinds were shut, so it was really dark. I think it was about 6pm. We walked around a barrier at the back of the room, then walked back round to the left and out through a door, straight outside. When we left, it was as if we'd just left the reception of a campsite in the New Forest that I used to go to a lot as a scout. However, the field that I saw in front of me looked like a local Memorial Park in my town. We were very tired, so we walked to the tree where I usually hang with my mates, dropped all our kit and chilled out. Others had already arrived but had left again, but there was one guy remaining who looked like a chubbier, spottier version of my friend James.E. He had been asleep and I accidentally woke him up as I slumped down on the floor. He exclaimed with a moan "uhhh, I'm still tired!" I was worried I had a forgotten my sleeping bag, and my mates (although I didn't know anyone going ) were supposed to supply me with a spare, but they weren't here and it was getting late. In addition, I didn't trust them as they weren't very reliable, and I started to worry that I'd have to sleep in an emergency blanket tonight. My leader, who looked like a purple-haired version of Napoleon Dynamite's grandma, was leaving and on her way to the left she told me not to worry, and that if it came to it there was a scout hut on our left which had sleeping bags, and she could always just go get me one. After all, it was nice and warm in there and it was cold where we were, therefore they wouldn't need them. She was very nice, despite her scary and grumpy appearance. After walking around in random directions for a short while, she walked away into the distance and the sun was setting beautifully.

2) I was in a small bedroom, on holiday with my Mum. The room was very cosy - it was very dark outside, and the lighting in the room was very warm and comforting. It was about 7pm, and the temperature was just right, I had a bed, and the room was generally very suitable for a teenager. I was using a computer, like one of the old 90's grey box computers with the massive monitor. I was looking at some facebook chat tabs that I had left up. Charlie. G had left me a message explaining that last night, he had smoked a whole bowl of weed to himself. I was chatting to Charlotte. Con, but it came across as actually being Megan. Ca's account being fraped by Charlie. The message read "Aw, can't you just play me at guitar hero instead?" Mum walked in through the d oor and asked me if she could take a photo of me. I got a little big angry, but I allowed her to take the picture anyway. However instead of taking the picture, she cautiously picked up my mobile phone where there was a picture showing of some curried potatoes. She said something like "ugh, let me guess - one of your stupid friends took a shit in a bag and you thought it'd be funny to take a picture?" I was very confused, and before I said anything she said "Oh, one last thing. I find out as much stuff as possible". At this point I groaned, as I knew she was probably about to tell me she knew I did something bad. I said something like "Cooooome ooooon" with a groan. She continued, "and I found out about your flashbacks!". She said this very dramatically with a wobble to her lip and an extreme quake in her voice before bursting into tears when saying "flashbacks". As soon as she burst into tears I did the same, screaming and wailing and trying to explain that I feel much better now and I'm no longer going mad. I was now sat on the bedroom floor curled up with my knees to my chin.

3)It was the day back at college, and Charlie.G, Chawner, myself and some others were sat on a 2 seated bench like the ones in primary school between the pond of my college and the college gym. It was quite cloudy and about 9am. I didn't know what my first lesson was and I was late, but Charlie informed me that he had Music Tech. This meant that I had it despite us being in different classes. I immediately rushed through the college's old science block to a classroom that I have never seen before. It was very big and very densely packed with students, and was in no way, shape or form a Music Tech class. There wasn't even any computers, it was purely made up of chairs and desks. I sat down next to someone near the front. I started to do something like turn my iPod off or text someone, and my teacher (who was like a strange version of my future philosophy teacher Ross) told me off and said that we do not do that in our class, so I stopped. When he finished talking and introducing the class, a girl to my left who was very fit and oddly dressed started talking to me. We introduced ourselves and then had a terribly feeble handshake - we practically stroked eachother! I thought this was good basis for some humour and confidently and jokingly suggested that it was a crap handshake and that we should redo it. She seemed to see that it was a joke but didn't get it. We did re-shake, but it was all very awkward. Her name was Georgia, but when she said this I thought she said Jordan.

Suddenly, we all burst into a big samba dance by our chairs, doing some funny dance moves, and I was kind of dancing with Georgia, making eye contact. We then all starting marching and dancing around the circular back of the room, and I was holding my green iPod nano firmly in my hand. At this point the room was the airport that I had been in when camping.

4) I wanted to buy some CDs from my friend Reece Hu. I was meant to meet him at 9:30pm at a harbour dock and then get picked up by my Mum at 9:35. I thought this would be a shame as Reece lives in Essex and I never see him, and I'd only see him for 5 minutes. However it'd prevent awkwardness. However, my phone died, and I kept forgetting that I had to meet Reece and get picked up. I have an image in my head of the dock - it was very dark and the moon shone bright, illuminating the clouds. It was windy and like a scene in a movie. I ended up going back to a house where I had dinner with my family. Everything seemed fine and happy with my family, until we finished eating. Everyone left the table and I walked into the kitchen, where my Dad was stood. He did the same thing that my Mum did in dream 2, where he suggested that he knew something bad that I had done. He questions me about how if I go to the moon, see a nose, or the number 8, I get a flashback. The second and third were true, but I don't know where the moon came from . As my Mum had previously mentioned this in dream 2, I started to realize this was a bit spoony. In real life I've been doing reality checks when something weird happens, so I plugged my nose and breathed...AND I COULD BREATHE. I WAS DREAMING

I was suddenly locked in a cuboid shaped hole in the corner of the kitchen wall. The first thing I wanted to do was get out, as it was restricting me making use of my lucidity. The bars that locked me in where typical prison cell silver cylindrical bars. I figured that I needed a saw. I'd never spawned an object before in a dream, so I just though "I WANT A SAW". It didn't appear, so I figured that I needed to really believe that it would appear. There was a small box in the corner of the hole and I reached into it and looked away. I thought, "I WILL find a saw". I moved my hand around until I found an object that felt relatively like the handle of a saw. I pulled it out of the box and it was a saw! I applied it to the bars and applied pressure and it carved a linear hole in the bars until they presumably snapped, but I didn't see this.

Next, I really wanted to listen to my iPod and experience my favourite songs in a lucid dream. However for some reason I simply couldn't get the chance. It was very dark outside and very light indoors, with a similar warm orange light that I saw in dream 2. I occasionally felt my lucidity slip away and this was my original issue with lucid dreaming. My original method was to try and touch lots of objects and understand my surroundings. However I forgot about this and figured if I did lots of reality checks it would work. First, I tried the breathing technique and it worked again. I next tried to count my fingers. I still had 5, but they were very distorted, and my thumbs had fingers I then tried to poke my right middle+index finger through my left palm, and it jolted reality, turning my vision black and creating static before coming back. This did indeed help me stay lucid! I went upstairs, and we were in Charlottes room, although it looked more like Leo's room. Although it was Charlottes room, it was like we were at her work place as there was a big pick'n'mix sweet section, although her place of work doesn't sell sweets. I was walking around pretty aimlessly, and to the right of me I saw a plate with about a half ounce of ground cannabis. I considered smoking some of it, but I know it gives me flashbacks so I though I shouldn't bother. Instead, I fancied taking some MDMA. I tried to use the same technique as I did with spawning the saw, but it didn't really work. I should have persevered really. I presumed that the MD was on my palm, and I through it back in my mouth, hoping that I had taken it. However, I didn't feel anything so I presume I didn't spawn it.

I was now in my spare-room with Marc.W and someone else. It was night time still, and we had the light on so it was quite cosy. We were listening to some hip-hop we were recommending each other. Marc then went on Dreamviews on the computer. He was moaning that his dreaming was going shit, so I told him that I had literally just been lucid. Suddenly I realized that I don't remember waking up after the dream or anything like that, and that I must be still dreaming. I did some reality checks, and sure enough I was!

I was back in Charlotte's room, chatting to people. Charlotte said that before we all left, should would nick some pick'n'mix for us to share. Some guy who looked like a cross between Blacky and Chris from Skins said something like "this is how you did it!" and got a large tuppaware cuboid tub, and filled it with about 4 inches of jazzle. He then filled an overflowing 4 inches with white mice and just walked out with them.

I called Reece to apologize for not talking and asked him what had happened since I had been gone. He told me that he waited until 10pm for me before realizing I wasn't turning up and left. I felt so bad, but we decided to organize another date. I then called Sarah and Katherine about something, but I can't remember what. I remember picturing them in their house doing something.

5) I was outside of a gig or a party. The venue was very posh and looked like it was a villa in spain or something. I had gone out for a fag. It was cloudy but about 8pm and it was still fairly light.

6) I was at the memorial park again with Chawner, Charlie and some others. It was very sunny and warm, but I can't remember the time. We weren't sat in our normal place of the tree, but more near the bird cages. Charlie was rolling a very large joint. At this moment, Bryn turned up and asked what we were doing. We said we were rolling a joint, and he said "ahh give us some!". Charlie said only if he could chip in weed, which made me happy as bryn always scrounges off of us. Bryn muttered something under his breath and fumbled in his wallet.

7) I was sat down in a small hall with my fellow ex-year 11 secondary school students at some sort of belated leavers party or reunion. We had made Mrs. Brown really angry. However it was a strange type of anger - I described it as 'seductive anger' Suddenly out of rage, she ripped off all of her clothes showing only her white underwear. She then leaned over me sexily and got extremely angry with me. She did this to each student, and it sent us into some sort of trip. I experienced a very intense trip like the effects of DMT, being zoned away out of this dimension into a weird dimension which was the definition of seduction. She was on a new level of hotness, which is odd as she isn't exactly reaaally fit - she's about 50. It made me incredibly horny and confused as I almost climaxed, but I didn't quite get there. Charlie claimed that he saw her fully naked, which I was very jealous of.

8) The world was in some sort of abstract apocalyptic state. It was kind of like my old space nightmares when I was younger. I was viewing the galaxy like on Super Mario Galaxy. In front of me I could see another pink planet, and I was stood on a purple one with my dad. Colleen, my sister, was stood on the pink one ahead of us. I really wanted her to catapult her planet into mine for some reason, but she wouldn't. However eventually, through a series of complex reflections, her planet collided with ours. I told Dad to look but he wasn't too interested. It went very wrong. Something happened, and someone who wanted to take over the world killed billions of people on Earth, and there was only a select few left, including me. These select few (probably in the thousands) only had selective vocabulary left (i remember the world hobbit), and it was a representation of a dystopian world.

No dreams last night :/
I think it's just a sad fact that if I'm gonna keep staying up late, I'm not gonna get my recall better.

Yeh...i remember nothing from last night </3
Sorry for the pointless entry, for some reason I seem to have OCD in that I want to clear my mind and track my dream progress even if I had none.

My view was the monitor of an iPod Touch, and was on Facebook. I went on Bryn's page, to see him writing many statuses reading things such as "OMG, CALUM IS GOING TO SEE APHEX TWIN LIVE BUT I'M SEEING UNDERWORLD SO I DON'T CARE". This is as, in real life, I'm going to see our favourite DJ with a different friend and not him.