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So this dream came after I woke up in the morning, about 9:30 am and it was over at 9:38! I was totally awake on my bed checking around, listening to my parents in the other room and I suddenly lost consciousness and fall asleep in a REM state.

I am in a taxi with a friend who goes to a totally different destination usually every morning, but dreams have no logic anyway. Inside the taxi there are girls, unknown DCs but fit the style of stupid teenage girls anyway, so they were realistic. The taxi driver plays an active role aswell.

So we start talking about things like where are we going, I'm at the same time looking through the window plaecs I know, and we are on the move. Sometime in the dream the taxi driver asks "are you good students?" meaning of course if our grades are high. And my friend said something like "yes we are good students, in fact we're great students! Our greatness is measured in piles of shit!" Then I laughed like crazy.

Immediately, a dizzy feel got my head like I was on LSD or something and I got terryfied because I thought it was reality. I thought "wait a sec what is this? I didn't eat anything weird in the morning, why am I high? Is this a stroke?" And after that I woke up with a rap song in my ears.

Really terrifying and exciting aswell because it was an immediate REM induction like I fell unconscious or something and woke up 15 minutes later or so! Cool experience!

So this was a lucid dream, actually a DEILD, but no reality check oriented, just came to me that this is a dream.

So the dream starts non-lucid. I'm in my bedroom and there is also an old teacher with me talking to me about a school project and how I am going to organise it. This teacher was from my old school, not the one I am right now. She was young and very pretty (for a teacher) and always considered by the male population of the school a MILF. So as she was talking to me about this and that and I was like "yeah, sure let's do it that way", I suddenly realise I'm in a dream!

So suddenly I'm in a dream with my old teacher standing in front of me IN my bedroom trying to decide what's next. So I remember I have to stabilise my dream and I start looking my hands closely, they were like a labyrinth of wrinkles, fingerprints and stuff and I yell "Stabilise Lucidity!", and the dream becomes more vivid and cleared up. And I'm there on an improved dream with my milf teacher in front of me talking about project crap. I seize the opportunity!

I decide to grab her ass and look for reactions. And I do it, then she kisses me and we lay on bed. Just after I take her clothes off and start the thing for 6 seconds or so, I see the world fading around (probably because of excitement) and I try to calm down, thinking it's time to DEILD.

I do it and land in my bedroom again, the teacher has dissapeared and I was almost decided to project her back again, but it was unfinished business in the end because I saw my bedroom wall turn into a mountain landscape with the sky above. I said "no way, I can't miss that!" and I decide to fly. So I turn around and walk back to accelerate and when I turn again, the wall with the door has return and the landscape has gone. Shit. It started to collapse and I tried to stabilize it but no luck.


Anywayz, I was too excited in this dream and I kind of wasted it, but I'm happy I had sex with that teacher, always wanted too!

This is a small fragment of a dream I had late at night.

I find myself in the middle of the dream, sitting on my couch in the living room looking at my cat run around like crazy and watching tv. Suddenly an advertisment or short clip appeared that described a sophisticated rope mechanism to lift things from building to building, and they said it was very useful for cleaning windows. After I have fully understood the mechanism from the schematic (my mind have created hehe) seen on tv, I tried to build a simmilar mechanism and test it out with my cat. I woke up when I was going to throw the cat out of the window!

Trey died I'm in my childhood bed room. He was going to go out for the evening and I thought he had. The next morning I smelled something horrible I smelled death. I pulled back the covers of where Trey had been sleeping and to my surprise he was there his eyes where sunken in only two creases remined. His body seemed frail and smaller like that of a malnutritiond child. There was feces near his stomach. It was a wretched sight that tour my heart. I felt a panic of need of needing to tell everyone and I had not of yet fully believed what I was seeing although I knew the physical was unchangeable. Aha but if I in that moment would of realized the state of my consciousness I could of changed everything.
Im with Josh in the same room that Trey my brother is sleeping in. It looked just like Josh, he looked healthy and just like he did at the time of the accident. I wish i would of became lucid but it was not meant to be this time. I came to a realization the other day that thinking of the accident puts me in a past mindset a mind state of lack. Josh was alive and we had many happy memories and now I am having more in my dream state. That was the first dream with Josh that I can remember where we where happy and connected and kissed with the passion on knowing each others souls through and beyond time and space. Usually my dreams of Josh are connected to confusion of where he is and why he can't meet me. We have finally met in a neutral place ruled by light and love. Time does not exist here or here. The overlapping of dimensions can be witnessed through the bridge of our dreams.

Meanwhile, in High School (6:59)

I'm sitting at a table in a room filled with tables, working on an assignment, when I see someone out of the corner of my eye. It's my mom, sitting at another table, trying to catch my attention by waving something. Exasperated, I acknowledge her, but she wants to start a full blown conversation. I pack up my things and say, apologetically, that "I just can't right now." Predictably, Mom gets furious. I walk over to her table (Dad's there too) and try to explain that I'm old enough now that she can't expect me to share every detail of my life with her. My voice sounds like maybe I'm about to start crying. Nothing doing, though. Looks like I'll have to pack my own lunch and find my own way to school, today.

I go back downstairs and check the time. It's later than I thought! Forget packing a lunch, I'll barely have time to shower and get dressed. I also think I should do my laundry, but when I look into the basket, I realize that I have more clean clothes than I thought. No need to bother, then. But later, when I actually go to choose an outfit, I have trouble finding clean shorts. I'll have to do my laundry tomorrow, which will be harder since it's a weekday and I'll be busy.

Dad drives me to school. I'm sitting all the way in the back of the car, and I'm surprised to see some orange traffic cones passing by my window. Some road work near the left turn just before the high school's parking lot. Looks like Dad's doing what he's supposed to be doing.

I take a seat in the classroom. I've decided that while I'm back home, I may as well sit in on some Spanish classes at my old high school to get in some extra practice. The teacher, a dark-haired man, begins the class by introducing himself and explaining about the course textbooks. Apparently he wrote one of them--part of a series of textbooks on a variety of subjects, all published in the same format but written by various guest authors. At one point, the teacher switches to English for a bit. His accent is kind of cute. Then we go around the class and introduce ourselves. I don't know anyone there, obviously. When it comes to be my turn, I explain that I'm actually a college student. There's something of a commotion from another student in the class, and I wonder if maybe he's doing the same thing as I am and I should have recognized him? That would be embarrassing.

At one point, the teacher's been talking about something, and he asks the class which of us consider ourselves to be "a member of that crowd?" I'm one of the few who raises a hand. A few minutes later, I realize that he might have been asking which of us have had sex, but with so much circumlocution that I didn't realize it at the time. Oops. Well, if so, I'm sorry for misrepresenting myself, but there's not much I can do about it now. Besides, I'm in college, they'll have expected it of me, anyway.

The teacher starts a presentation, and everyone puts away their drinks. Except one is still on the table, and one of the students accidentally knocks it over, spilling soda pop everywhere. The teacher interrupts his lecture to go find cleaning supplies, and I try to help out by mopping up some with a napkin. I hope that my helpfulness is a mark of being more mature than the majority of students in the classroom. But the teacher holds out his hand to throw away the napkin for me, and I let him take it, even though it sort of undermines what I was doing. Anyway, the napkin wasn't very absorbent, so now there's pop on my hands. I need to find a sink. I find one in the hall only a few feet away from the classroom.

A lot of the students are handing out out here until the presentation starts again. I look around and see an office whose name plaque carries a very strange title. I wonder if high schools can hire people to do things as strange as that because they're government-funded. Someone walks past me and into the office, and I wonder. I also talk to one of the students outside. They tell me they wanted to go to the big concert today, because it featured a big presentation about Mormonism. I had heard about the concert, but I didn't know it was about Mormonism, and now I'm kind of sad I missed it, too. [IRL: The concert is this afternoon, and it has nothing to do with Mormonism.]

When we go back into the classroom, there's a stage at one end, complete with curtains and a podium. A man at the podium tells us that as a surprise, Mitt Romney has come with his campaign team to give a presentation. After this introduction, a few people walk out on stage. I'm not sure which one is Romney [although IRL obvs I know what he looks like], and the introduction kind of trailed off, so it's not surprising that the applause is slow to start. It's also very quiet, and peters out quickly. One of the campaign people says "Wow," loudly and sarcastically. Well, I'm not sure what Romney expected. We're mostly Democrats here at my university.

They launch into the presentation, which is an animated, rhetorical speech delivered while the campaigners circle and crisscross the room, making sure to invite each audience member personally to agree with what they're saying. It makes me feel a bit uncomfortable. Somewhere, I've found a pillow, and I clutch it to my stomach like it's some kind of security blanket. I stare at the floor, only half listening. I feel like I've read this argument before, somewhere, anyway. Something about how the Democrats are trying to convince you not to vote Republican because of what the Republicans /won't/ do, but when election day comes, you need to vote based on what /will/ happen. And so on. One of the campaigners notices my aloofness, so he gets up in my face and tries to engage me by giving me a manly punch on the shoulder. I look at him expressionlessly and say in a carefully controlled voice, "Please don't do that again." The man puts on a mock-surprised face and looks around at people nearby as if to invite them to start bullying me, but in the end he just leaves.

From behind, a woman crooks an elbow around my neck and good-naturedly shakes me a bit. Addressing herself to someone I can't see, she asks, "Is this called 'egging?'" (as in, "egging someone on"). Ah, so she's playfully imitating the campaigner. The person says yes, it is, so she laughs and releases her hold on my neck. Pressing herself against my side, she murmurs, "There's someone touching you right now, and you don't seem to mind." Bemused, I try to think of a socially proper way to respond that it's okay because she's a woman. But before I can, she lets go of me, and I can finally turn to get a good look at her. To my delight, I definitely recognize her from somewhere. While I'm snapping my fingers and trying to place where that was, she just introduces herself again as [XXXX]. Surprised, I tell her I remember her as a campaign assistant for [XXXX]. She laughs and says no, then dances off to the other side of the room with another girl. I'm reminded of the friendship between Meekakitty and Nanalew. Suddenly, the dream ends, and I wake up. For a moment, I think that it's only been about two and a half hours since I fell asleep. But that must have been a FA, because it was more like six and a half.

Supermarket (8:15) (LUCID)

I'm in a supermarket, and at some level I'm aware that this is a dream. As I walk through the crowded checkout lanes, I look closely at all of the faces that I pass. Each one is unique and distinctive and interesting, and I wonder whether they all come from people I passed on the street in waking life. I read somewhere on a forum that that's where they come from. The dream seems pretty stable, but I feel compelled to keep moving, or else it will fall apart. I walk up to a cashier and ask her for the credit card that a customer just gave to her. "Sure, one moment," she says, and then she hands me something, but it's not a credit card. I leave the checkout lanes and continue through the store. It crosses my mind that this counts as a lucid dream. Cool; I haven't had one of those in a while.

I decide to call Mom on my cell phone. I worry that maybe I'm actually sleep-calling her in waking life, too, so I try to think of conversation topics that wouldn't sound too bizarre. Meanwhile, I'm still walking quickly down one side of the store, looking around at everything. The store's wide entrance is coming up on my left. I can't think of anything else to talk about, and Mom seems more confused than anything, so I just say goodbye to her and hang up. I leave the store.

Somebody's angry at me for turning out into the road in front of him, but I'm sure I wouldn't have done it close enough that you would actually call it "cutting him off." I decide to play out the scenario to see what actually happened. I get in the car and start driving toward the hilltop road that passes near the supermarket's parking lot. Indeed, there's almost a solid line of cars coming that direction, with one little space in the middle that perhaps I could grab if I timed it right. But there's something strange about the road configuration that makes me think I wouldn't be able to accelerate quickly enough to avoid pissing someone off. Okay, better to avoid that.

I stop the car and get out. There's a mid-sized lake to the right of the road with a big yacht anchored near the shore. A bunch of sailors are walking around over there, presumably on shore leave. I start walking along the narrow path between the lake and the side of the supermarket, going over to see what's going on. But then one of the sailors starts walking along the path toward me, shouting something about me not being allowed to come this way. An irritating fellow, but only doing his job, I suppose.

I keep walking, but suddenly I need to poop. I remember how in the past this has always made me panic and wake up, only to find that I didn't have to use the bathroom at all. Well, I know better, now, so I'll just go to the bathroom in the dream. I squat in the middle of a grassy lawn and start doing my business. The sailor is still walking towards me and shouting, so I interrupt him to warn him that even though I've avoided behaving "beaverishly," if he keeps it up, I may have to. (Apparently, in this situation, "behaving beaverishly" means that I'll strip totally naked just to annoy him even more.) Going to the bathroom is taking a long time. Some of the sailors are running close nearby. I hope for their sake that they don't accidentally step in any of the poop. The sailor still won't leave me alone, so I carry out my threat by pulling my T-shirt over my head. This makes my vision go completely black. Oh, darn.

I wake up to a confusion of covers. After a moment, I figure out that somehow I've come into a squatting position. Uh oh. Looking down, I see that my worst fears have come true--there's quite a bit of poop on my covers. Despairingly, I try to wrap up some of it using the sheets, but it's not enough. This will be hard to deal with. Then it occurs to me that there's something distinctly nightmarish about this situation, and I tell myself exasperatedly, "Come on, wake up for real." And I do. [No, I never did have to go to the bathroom. Why my dreams always do this to me, I don't know.]

Pop Quiz (9:42) (LUCID)

A smart math major I know is pacing the front of a classroom. He's quizzing me about details from my previous dreams tonight. I know I definitely missed a few when I wrote them in my dream journal, so this will be a perfect opportunity to recover them--my unconscious itself is telling me what they were! He mentions something about a homework assignment, and a few different people named Erik. [Ironically, I can't remember the details of these details.] It occurs to me to wonder if he's even telling the truth. I have no recollection of the events of which he speaks, so he could easily be inventing them, and I'd never know. Still, I wake up and write them in my dream journal. Only, it was a FA, and when I actually wake up, I can't really remember them any more.

These past couple of nights I have had dreams with depressing themes:
Death
Crime
Violence
Rape

Dream sign would have to be dead dogs... and a nearby town (the location of murders in my dreams)
I think I had a couple false awakenings, where I recount my dream and then wake up later without anything written in my dj

Thoughts | Non-Lucid | Lucid | Techniques/Aids

Haunting
My wife I drive to a fenced in building with white chat all around. I know it is a radio station and we know the guy doing the program. we go in but there are several people working in like a warehouse. I don't see our friend but there is a guy working on a dryer. He is vacuuming bobby pins out with a shopvac. Stop and look around to take in the surroundings.

I turn around and I am in this house. It is haunted. There are inflatable toys attacking me. I think that if this was dream I would probably bite it and eat it. So I pick up a ball that looks like a zombie head and bite it and thread it to pieces. It feels like taffy. I go to attack the others.

WBTB Timer Method
Voting first 20min timer
I am at work and we are voting. We have to take a test before we get our ballots. I look at mine. It says Chemistry. I try to read the first question but I can't focus to make sense of it. The new lady is done already. I feel like an idiot. I just can't focus to answer a question. Is this what ADD is?
My supervisor comes to help me but is just talking a bunch of gibberish. She puts a cheat sheet next to me. I don't want it. I just want her to go away. I wake up to the alarm, I lie still and get a few seconds SP then wide awake.

I almost had it there. Things I did wrong: I only was able to get 3hrs sleep before WBTB. I was tired and didn't do a proper WBTB. I only had a 6 hour window. If I am able to have more time, the timer method may work well.

[Sunday, October 21st, 2012]
I'm at a giant rodeo or an open area with a fence around it. There is manure everywhere you walk along the soft dirt. My Dad is with me, and so is Nathan.

Nathan splits up from me as I go to help my Dad with work. I follow him around the area, just to lend a helping hand, when he tells me: "There are shrooms growing all around the rodeo.", and he pointed at the ground at a mushroom. He bent down to pluck it and placed it in a bag. He went inside a building and I followed him as he cut it up and shoved a slice into his mouth.

"Hey Dad!" I was excited, "Did you know that mushrooms and humans have extremely similar DNA structures?"
I paused as he nodded... Apparently, I had already told Casey and Casey had told him.
"I hear some people talk about how experiencing higher human consciousness could be connected to mushrooms somehow."
He smiled and nodded again. I aplogized if I was annoying him, but he dismissed it.

He sat down in an odd chair that was built into the side of the wall, with a strange orange head-rest with a spiral painted on it. He leaned his head back and pressed a button and the headrest shoved his head forward, as if it were made to give him a concussion. He was leaning too far to his right and it didn't go off right, he tried it again and-
<memory fades>

I go outside and scan the ground for more shrooms. I would LOVE to do shrooms. I only see plucked stems and misleading tree stem stubs. I arrive at an open field area and find Nathan again. I tell him about the shrooms in the area and he's just as ecstatic as me! But his enthusiasm dies down and he starts to look around like a zombie. I look around and see only more stems...

It's almost time to go, but I find one on the ground, carefully hidden from view and I shout, "YES!"
I pluck it and plop it into my canvas bag.
Me and Nathan leave with my Dad.

<I wake up.>
(I'm open my eyes and I'm still excited! FINALLY SHROOMS! Then I realize slowly that I don't actually have shrooms and I calm back down to sleep again.)
<I go back to sleep.>

I'm in an office-looking building and I saw my Aunt and I noted in my head that she looked really pretty. My Dad and Nathan were still with me in the room, sitting down. I pick up a phone and decide to call my Mom. She picks up and says that she's at a hospital? and she saw the Caller-ID and that it said Triad, so she picked up. She sounds unusually happy and I don't think she is mad at me anymore for not talking to her for a few days. I talk to her for a bit and actually have a sensical conversation that I would remember clearly in waking life. (I didn't because I waited so long to write this down.) I say goodbye and hangup. My Dad, Nathan, and I leave.


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My memory fades in to where I'm back at our house (I don't recognize it in waking life.) My brothers are both there and we're all in the kitchen. I'm holding my canvas sack of shrooms (apparently there's lots of them now) and I reach into the freezer to pull out a Melon-Cucumber Gatorade. I open it up and drink a bit and am extremely happy to have it. I talk to Casey and Brent for a moment before heading back to a back room.

Casey is in the room with me and on the TV I hear someone say something like, "I'm alone in the room with this nasty chick-"
Another guy interupts him on the TV, "Please don't tell me you bumped uglies with her."

I repeated whatever was said (it was close to THIS, but it was actually funny. I wish I could remember...) and Casey laughed his ass off.

[Saturday, October 20th, 2012]
(This is my first true recall in a few days. I've been with Alex, super stressed off and on, getting stoned and drunk... So this was new and refreshing to recall a dream for once.)

I'm at an unfamiliar home, but I see my old friends, The Everette family. Caleb, Jonathan, Aaron, and their Mom. Isaiah and their Dad, I can't find. In this new home, I fumble through games and movies like I used to when I visited them. I talk for awhile with some of them, and go outside a few times. Suddenly, everyone is leaving. They aren't here anymore. Their Mom must have taken them to church or something-

My Mom pulls up, or something and my memory fades. The next thing I remember, I'm driving down a Phoenix road trying to figure out my way home. In the upper right corner of my vision, their is a Minimap like in WoW and Google Maps of the road. I'm going the wrong way, but it reroutes a way to turn after awhile I do turn. I make it back all the way to a Highway that leads to my home.

10.21.2012

Sonic vs. Shadow + Chaos Control out of nowhere? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I believe I'm controlling Sonic the Hedgehog, like playing a video game. I'm preparing to go into some room, and I get strong feelings of fear and anticipation of what's to come. My gut feeling thinks I had a dream reset at least once, which probably added on to my perception of the outcome to do better than the last attempt.

I go inside the room, and it's structured like the stage before the final variants of the final boss in Sonic Adventure 2: Battle where Shadow and Sonic face each other off.

Out of a reflex, I mentally control sonic to do a Homing Attack at Shadow. It's hard to tell if Shadow is my enemy, because I'm getting thoughts that it was the Chaos creature in its Zero form.

I'll just assume it's Shadow. Shadow comes after Sonic, and I prompt Sonic to dodge to the left immediately and then dash to get some distance from Shadow. After a while, Sonic falls off the edge of the same violet type of surface mentioned above.

Then I realized we're at very high altitude in outer space, just like in the game. But while I think there's no hope of doing anything, except wait for another game reset because I probably had a lot of lives, something weird happens.

Sonic is able to use Chaos Control, and teleports himself back to the seemingly infinite path of the violet type surface.

I can't remember what happens after that.

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10.21.2012

Killing Thor-Like Gods and Someone Saves Me (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

It's kind of hard to recall all the details here....and I'm kind of shaken at the turn of events later on...

I'm killing DCs that looks like variants of Thor. I think I'm doing this to save somebody who's blonde that's wearing a female CEO outfit, the black skirt, white dress shirt underneath the black jacket, etc.

The Thor-like variants all have HP bars on top of their heads, and I'm able to kill them pretty easily. I can't recall if I'm in my dream body similar to waking life, or someone else completely. I believe I was wearing a Black tuxedo unbuttoned, with a white dress shirt underneath, and long black dress pants.

It takes maybe 2-3 hits to kill the assumed Thor Gods. The HP bar level of danger was set up like the usual Green being healthy, Yellow being Cautious, and Red meaning danger.

The environment I'm in seems to be at an open city. Me and the enemies are on a wide gray concrete surface separate from the empty roadways.

Even though the enemies were pretty easy, it seems my life points was decreasing as well, and I don't know why. I'm at 15 HP, but it still shows up as green, so it must be that I'm invincible despite the HP going down.

As I'm getting to the last enemy, I think someone tries to tell me something bad is going to happen. Since I had my back facing the majority of the environment when I killed the last enemy, I turned my back to find a laser-like beam was going to be fired at me.

At the last moment, the same blonde female in the CEO type of suit comes in, grabs me, throws me out of the way to the back of her. She takes the laser beam between her chest and stomach, and I open my arms, desperately trying to make sure I can catch her falling towards me with her back facing me.

I can't tell who it was, just that she was blonde.

Wow..just wow...you took the shot for me? And I can't even remember how you looked like?


I think I might add this to memorable, and hopefully consider drawing it in the future...if I can even remember to do so...

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10.21.2012

No You Stay Here (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

The people didn't really tell me that in the dream literally (the title)...

I'm inside a random house, and I'm doing something on a laptop. After a while, the people in the house decide to leave to go somewhere, and I said that I'll come along as well.

My father declares to me that I have to stay here, and I get disappointed because whatever it was, I really wanted to go.

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10.21.2012

Math Exam Curve and Different Math Classroom? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Weird dream...

I'm sitting in a math classroom that seems to be a smaller sized college room, or a regular sized High School room. The teacher is a young Asian male, and he says there will be a curve for the exam.

Everyone starts doing that reaction where they start talking at low volumes, and then augments in excitement as they talk about about the curve being implemented. I can't blame them, since I was busy having my own mini-mental orgasm of there being a curve for the class.

I think the curve would be applied because the class average in this dream was horrible, like a 48 or something like that. The environment is kind of blurry in some areas, and I can't even recognize my teacher, but that's due to his bowl-shaped brown hair covering his eyes.

The dream shifts, and I'm trying to look for my Math Class, here's the part that bothers me the most.

After looking around in one of the hallways, expecting my classmates to be in this randomly generated classroom, I get this conception, like an unconscious reflex or something, that associates that this is the classroom that I usually go to. I ended up turning back to get out of the hallway.

As I'm getting close to the big main hallway, I look to the second to last or last room to my left, and noticed familiar faces from waking life inside. For some reason, those faces triggered me into believing this must be the classroom that I have to go in, and that the teacher probably had a room change or something.

I get disturbed by these types of dreams where my mind associates a random collection of people, tries to conform it to a plot of a basic endeavor like trying to find your class, and suddenly, it's like having false memories implanted based on feelings on previous experiences in life and in dreams.

It's a bloody Apophenia fest in this dream.

Oh, and the dream seemed like it was just developing, but my external alarm in waking life wakes me up...7 AM. Ugh. Life. Eeeew. Laundry....NOooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.

Dream - Lucid

I was running through some area of the Magic Kingdom in Disney world with my friend, Leigh. It was evening, and there were lots of people around (obviously...I mean...it was Disney World). Leigh was running in front of me. She turned to the left and towards the entrance to a ride. I followed suit. I was really excited...I love Disney World, and haven't been since I was a little kid!

We ran into the entrance, and ran down lots of off-white stairs with many other people. I started to think about how we got there; apparently, Leigh had won two free tickets. Well I can live with that. But then, I started to wonder if I was dreaming, because this was so exciting and surreal. It felt kinda dream-like, though I honestly hoped it wasn't a dream because I was having so much fun. I tested by trying to stick my fingers through my palms. It failed, so I didn't try another RC; I figured I should just live in the moment and enjoy it, dream or not.

As I was RCing, we had gotten to the bottom of the all the staircases. We saw a closed gate at the bottom with I think a guy standing in front of it. There was a sign on the gate.

Then, I was laying in bed somewhere, writing letters to my friend, Aaron. I was suggesting that I liked him and wanted to be with him, but not going right out and saying it; I was using very poetic language. But at the same time, it's like I was watching it happen to someone else. It was me, but it wasn't me. I remember Aaron was in a bed too, though I don't think the same bed. If it was the same bed, he wasn't trying anything with me. I remember seeing a girl I went to high school with, Maegan, sitting on some stairs.

Then, I was waking up in a bed, very groggy, and Aaron was next to me, though there was a certain unspoken "distance" between us, like we were only friends and he respected it. My mom was there too, laying in her bed. She asked me what I dreamed about, and I told her, through mostly closed lips and gritted teeth (I felt like I couldn't open my mouth all the way for some reason)
"Disney World and sex." though I didn't mean to say "sex", but it came out that way since my lips were closed and my teeth were gritted. I knew Aaron had heard me, but it was too late to take it back now. I think I went back to sleep.

I then remember waking with Aaron again, extremely groggy, and getting up to use the bathroom. I slipped big empty M&M bags on my feet, or maybe it was already unwrapped wrapping paper. At any rate, I was shuffling to the bathroom with them on my feet.

I then was sitting on the stairs on the back patio area at my house, and the letter writing thing was still going on. I then felt like it was me but wasn't me falling in love with Aaron. I saw him from the viewpoint of myself sitting on the stairs next to him, watching him play the acoustic guitar. Most of the focus was on his hands strumming the strings. I thought something along the lines of
Sometimes, you find love when you least expect it.

This LD was during an hour nap, which kinda surprised me, since i wasnt even trying to sleep.

So, in the dream, I was laying in my bed. I had one eye open, and i was eating turnips, but when i put them in my mouth, I realized how much I hated them, and I said "ew, i dont like those," and held the fork up to look at them, only I couldn't see the fork. or my hand. I instantly realized i was in a dream, so i tried to slowly open up my other eye without waking up. It worked after a few minutes. i kept waving the invisible fork in front of my face as a reminder, and i tried to sit up. i was going to get out of my bed (i have a bunk bed and i was on the top, so i had to try to find the ladder) but i realized how dreamlike it was. I remembered to shout "Clarity now" and by doing so i woke myself up.

Though i woke up, this is a huge upgrade from my previous LDs, and I think that eventually i will be able to get it right without waking myself up. My awareness is way better than my first 2 and better yet than my 3rd.

I seem to recall having a dream, but not much.
I was browsing through watchseries to watch doctor who however thismorning and i came across and advertisment with a hot girl on it and I recall having a dream about sex, or something. Which is good. The bad part is I can't remember it. I'm getting worried now because I have no memory of any dreams I've had in the past year! I need to get my dream recall going again.

October 20, 2012
9:16-5:11

I was in a field somewhere with a hill. The place actually looked like a stretched out version of my upstate property. There was a two-story house at the top of the hill. A forest was at the bottom of the hill, and along the sides. Many people from my school were there.

We had to survive wolves; many, many wolves. They constantly attacked us. I was bitten by one and I fell. I was getting dragged away by one down the hill, but someone got me back from the wolf.

I don't really remember much else. This dream was one that occurred the sleep period before my second LD.

October 21, 2012
3:30-6:00

I was in my neighborhood I was very popular and I hung out and talked to many people. I was much more involved in the clubs I'm in and I was invited to many events and things.

I also invited one of my friends N. over to my house, but I didn't really talk or do much with him. I was too busy talking to my family and texting my my other friends. When he wanted to leave, he had a very worried look on his face, like he was lying or something.