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ok my first DJ entry. here we go!

I was back in my home town (im currently overseas at the moment). I was walking along the path from my school to my dad's house, I used to walk this path everyday when I was at school. I was on the road and I decided I would try to take a short cut to the park and but I ended up coming to a dead end and couldn't get through because all the houses were built next to each other. (I used to take a similar shortcut IRL through vacant lots, but then new houses were built and I couldn't go that way anymore.) I ended up finding a tomato tree(!) which had lots of tomatoes of all shapes and sizes, some green and some very red and ripe. I looked closer and one of the small ones had a little note saying 'Spicy tomato' so i tried it and it was very plain and a little bit spicy, but not very much like a tomato.
I continued back along the street till i got to the last house before the park and there was an old lady standing at the corner of the fence. I looked at the creek and it was really flooded and running very fast. I said to the lady 'how am i going to cross', she said 'you'll just have to find another way'.
I walked down towards the creek and along the path parallel to the creek. There were lots of people around and I could see some of them crossing the creek at a part where it was narrower and not as deep.
I saw a little dog walk beside me and I was thinking 'oh he's not going to be able to breathe underwater'. somehow i was up to my waist in water and it was clear brown like weak tea. the dog was walking like normal then he ran to the edge to catch a breath. (after I woke up i was wondering about this because I didnt go in the water and the rest of the creek was dirty brown and not clear at all).
I saw someone walking through the creek to cross it. It was a lot calmer and narrow than upstream, which made me wonder how this could be possible. anyway i decided i would be able to just jump straight across it and i did.
I walked up to my street and saw my friend in a new car. It was a white VW sharan (like the car we bought overseas together, except white instead of black). I asked where his car was and he said he sold it because it was too expensive. He then told me about some other expenses like having to respray our other mates' car for some reason. I didnt ask and just thought 'shit, dramas!' .
We went up to my house and started watching TV. i wanted to see how much was left on the show so i pretended to bump the mouse on the table. Then I left and went back to tomato tree to pick some more tomatoes. i ended up filling up a whole bowl full.

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another dream fragment from last night, not sure if it was part of the same dream now:

I was watching a band setup. They had lots and lots of synthesizers and equipment on stage. I was trying to figure out all the names of the synths and write them down. I was watching them play and then i had my phone and somehow i could use an app to play sounds and jam with them. I was trying to watch what keys he was pressing so that i could play in tune with them but I was playing the wrong notes sometimes.
I was thinking, 'i wish my mates were here to see this, shame they left.'

October 20, 2012
5:00-6:46

I got out of my bed and I was in my house. Everything looked normal. I saw some random guy in it, and he was telling me stuff. My dream self decided to try to do some reality checks. He looked at his fingers and tried to count them, but it was too dark to try that. He then tried to look at the clock at the end of my bed, and when he checked to see if the time changed, IT DID!!! I felt a rush of excitement as I became lucid! For some reason, I didn't feel that last time. I immediately remembered to stabilize the dream by rubbing my hands and spinning around.

I was able to do many things, just nothing that was against the physical world's laws. I couldn't fly, I just floated a bit when I jumped. Most of the dream I spent in the house, testing out my powers. My family was there, and I think some people from school. I didn't really interact with them much. I guess I was too interested in my powers.

One thing I remember doing was turning the cabinets in my kitchen into ice cream machines, WITH SPRINKLES!!! The ice cream didn't taste like anything, though. There were many more powers I tried doing, but I can't remember them very well. Near the end of the dream, my family and the friends with me wanted to go outside. We all went out, but everyone was flying. I tried to fly, but could only jump and float a little. I tried really hard to turn off the gravity, but instead, I ENDED THE DREAM!!!

I woke in real life to go over to the computer and write my second lucid dream.

I also did WBTB and MILD before I went to sleep. I did the WBTB a while ago, at around 3:30. For like 6 or 7 minutes I stayed up. I went to sleep then, but I had a regular dream. I think my problem is I don't remember to say the MILD mantra as I fall asleep.

I woke again at 4:11 and stayed up until 5:00. I then fell asleep saying, "I will be conscious in my dream."

My neybour ask me near the fence with a loud voise. Its early morning and i ignor her. then a very tall girl enter my room. My dog is near her legs and doesn't bark. I understood that its might be a dream, because all doors are locked. I tried to sit, but couldn't, couldn't cry. Felt a lot of fear. I couldn't up hands to count fingers, but touch fingers and tried to count them. The girl came to me and put something in my mouse. I sting it and awoke.

I wake up and stay still. At first I don't feel any vibrations. I begin to take slightly deeper breaths and then focus on relaxing my body and in a moments I began to feel the vibes. I see hypnagogic imagery of rain made of light just falling. Once I noticed the vibes have calmed down I roll out of my bed very quickly. This threw me off since usually when I roll out I feel a resistance to it but this time I rolled out very easily. I thought I had failed. Since my mother was sleeping onto the couch on the other side of the room I didn't want it to seem like it was an accident and that I did it on purpose. So I go up to her and say good morning. I then decide to do a RC just to make sure, but I had my doubts. It is early morning in this world so I am happy it isn't pitch black.

I do the nose plug RC and it confirms I am dreaming. Surprised but very happy I ignore my mom (sorry mom..) I then look at my hands and they are normal. (As this dream goes by I remind myself I am dreaming every once in awhile) I go into the bathroom and see that my reflection is normal, I try to go into the mirror but fail. Sometimes I feel myself being 'pulled' back to waking life but looking at my hands 'returns' me back.

Instead of trying to fly like a normal person would I decide to open up the window and try to climb out of the building (I should've flied!!!!) there is a screen protector so I reach into my pocket expecting a knife but instead I get a whole bunch of keys. I use the keys to punch a hole into the protector and then I opened up the whole so I can fit through. I then start to climb out the window. Now I got an idea. I try to summon up a good friend of mine so I look away and say "When I look back my friend (first, last) will be there" but that fails too. (I need better dream control, I know) then I go out into the window and I am hanging onto the edge. The dream then fades to black but I can still feel myself hanging onto the edge. I then try to stabilize the dream by using this sense of touch to ground myself.

It fails and I begin to feel myself lying in bed. "Darn I woke up" I thought. I then lose my lucidity when I got up from the couch. (Darn you false awakening!) I notice that my bedsheets are on the floor and I wonder why they are on the floor. I then check to see if there was a hole in the windows screen protector but there wasn't one. Also it is night outside now. I wonder to myself "Why are these sheets on the floor, wasn't I in sleep paralysis when I was dreaming?" (I should've gotten lucid again) I then put the bed sheets back on the couch and I wake up for real this time.

I'm talking to two girls and were going back and fourth flirting, and I had the biggest erection. I let them know, and jokingly asked them to check for theirselves. one girl gripped it and realized I was telling the truth. Then she rubbed it a bit and let the other girl touch it. They left and I was supposed to meet them some place else for some action.

I get outside and hop in an old school 64 impalla vert with D and tell him the situation. We don't even get down the block when I get pulled over. I can't find any papers that tells him its my insured car. I assumed I bought it from D. The police officer asked for money instead. After some scrounging for some change I finally came up with enough cash, and he was now a older blonde she.

1-25-2012 -- There is some sort of alien invasion going on, and everybody is running around crazily because of it. Meanwhile, there is a little flying alien robot dog that is my friend, that is kind of popping in for a few seconds at a time. I call it over and pet it for a few minutes while I am talking with Bonnie C about what is going on.

Some supposed good guys from the government are arriving to help set up a resistance. Small groups are being ordered into a room, and when they come out again, they are dressed as snowmen who look progressively more and more angry. (They bare some resemblance to the snowmen smilies I used to use on my forum, especially the yellow ones.)

I am asked to go in, but I don't think I want to. I don't see how dressing up as a snowman is going to make a difference in how well we can defend ourselves. They don't really care what I think, and are ordering me in, and telling me that as punishment for my arguing, I will be made into one of the first, least angry snowmen.

As we're arguing, the 10th Doctor comes bustling in, ready to assist us. He is wearing normal clothes, but has a sort of bungie-like rope wrapped around himself, and seeing me trying to resist them, he hands me an end of the rope and asks me to tie it around the axle of my car, and to wrap it securely until it blows up. I head out the door, and a thin blonde guy follows me.

The blonde guy turns out to be an enemy, rather than an ally, and is trying to stop me as I struggle to tie to end of the cord around one of my wheels. The cord is becoming more and more taut, making it difficult to tie it off, but I seem to be getting it on there pretty securely. Yet nothing seems to be happening.

By this time, a second guy has shown up, also trying to stop me, and I decide to release the brake on the car. Suddenly it is being pulled toward a river, and plunges in, bubbles rising from it. I remember the Doctor saying something about it blowing up, and I am afraid I may have ruined everything by letting it be pulled into the river, so I head back inside to try and warn the Doctor.

I am wandering through the facility, and I just can't find him at first. I am pushing through a line in the cafeteria, not trying to eat, but just looking for the Doctor. There is a slim bad guy with a small mustache (he actually looks like a very young Lethbridge Stewart) who is telling me off because of it.

I ignore him, and finally manage to find the Doctor and explain what happened. He tells me the river was a part of the plan, and that everything is going fine, then wanders off. I try to follow him, but he's too quick for me, so I find myself looking for him again. Soon I find he has a rather stuck up male companion who thinks he knows everything, and is trying to squeeze his way into a quarter-sized plush model of a TARDIS. I figure the Doctor has to come back for it eventually, so start to carry it around.

Meanwhile, the Doctor is talking to an alien news reporter who he is complimenting, but he seems to be changing from the Doctor into David Tennant, Actor!

10-19-2012 -- I'm Harry Potter, and it's probably the summer after fifth year at Hogwarts, and I've been driving around with some of the other Hogwarts students, trying to avoid Voldemort and the Death Eaters, while they've been trying to find us. At one point we're unlucky enough to run into him at a parking lot somewhere in Taft on Landstreet. I guess Voldemort has some kind of really good plan he is following, because he is more than willing to ignore us for now.

One of his thugs is heading into a building to plant a bomb that will blow up later. They can easily get in today, because it is some sort of open house kind of thing they are doing. But today isn't when they plan on blowing up the bomb. Unfortunately, some kind of magic that Voldemort is doing keeps my internet communication from working, so I switch to using my cellular phone, and the cellular signal interferes with the bomb, and BOOM!

So somehow we've screwed up Voldemort's plans a little, but there has still been a lot of damage done and a lot of people killed. Suddenly it is a few days later, and I am waiting for some sort of meeting at a property more or less across the street from where the bomb went off. I'm wondering who will end up showing, and who will call off because of fear after the bomb and things.

No surprise Neville shows up, and a few others. I am wondering if Malfoy will show up to cause trouble, or if Pansy Parkinson will show up. For some reason, everybody who comes to this meeting is dressed up as a super hero, as a sort of disguise. I'm dressed up as the Indian from the old Super Friends cartoon series, and use the old joke on Neville. "Chance!" "Don't you mean how?" "Me know how. Me want chance." He doesn't get it.

There are a couple of dogs running around, and they keep climbing into wheel wells and the like on the trucks in the area. Near the front of the property, my dad is there. Oddly, he is Jack Carter, the sheriff from Eureka, and he's got a Death Eater there who is the one that got blown up by the bomb. Somehow he didn't get hurt, but he feels very guilty because a lot of kids got killed in the explosion, and though he is a bad guy, he never would have agreed to killing kids.

Because of his guilt, he is about to confess, but Jack steps away for a few minutes, and two people dressed up in police-style uniforms and take him away. Either they are with the US government, in which case the magical world will be revealed, or they are actually Death Eaters in disguise and are going to kill him to keep him quiet. He feels so guilty, he doesn't even care which one it is.

More people have gathered for this meeting, and now one of them is a tall, blond, stuck up Ravenclaw heading into 7th year. He's asking what I think I'm going to have to teach the older students, and being a real jerk about it. I tell him people in my group last year aced their OWLS and NEWTS, and ask if he can say the same for last years' Ravenclaws who weren't in the group, and he shuts up. Guy looks like a cross between Troy Kehoe and a couple of the blond snobs from Karate Kid and Heavenly Kid.

I ask if we've got everybody here, and the blond jerk points out that the primary school across the street next to the blown up factory will be getting out in about five more minutes, and then his sister and a couple of her friends will be joining us. I decide to hold off starting, because I only want to go over everything connected to the bomb once.

10-19-2012 -- [Weird, disjointed, all over the place.] I find myself at a place which ought to be my house, but instead it feels like a place where I am just visiting for a few minutes. Oddly enough I am watching TV laying on a bed in this house that isn't mine. On the way here, I saw what looked like Cocoa (a cat I had some 30 years ago) and called it over and it came to me, so it probably was. I brought it and another cat, a black one (but thicker than Black Lightning) with me to this house that isn't mine, but where I am still laying on a bed watching TV.

Somehow it turns to listening to some sort of radio broadcast or something, though still on the same system, and then I end up scratching a record (or perhaps a CD) while trying to switch out which one was playing on the old fashioned turntable. Somebody is asking about the cat, and I explain it is mine, and I will take it with me when I leave.

Somehow I soon find myself in a locker room after either a gym class, or using a gym. For some reason we are using the ladies locker room because they told us to, something with scheduling, but now a bunch of ladies are supposed to be coming in, so I am changing clothes really slowly, waiting around and hoping to see something. But for the longest time we're the only ones here, and when I finally spot a lady on the other side of the locker room, she's already changed into her exercise outfit and is leaving. Darn!

Soon I find I am walking through an area somewhere at Disney World, heading for a meeting with Keith T. and Happy. I pass some guy playing really badly on a guitar, and am not impressed with the song he has written, though Keith raves about the guy. I get into the restaurant where I am meeting with Keith, only to find he is here to talk about and introduce me to a guy who he says was around the Adventurers Club as much as I was, but disagrees with every opinion I have about the place.

I think that makes him an idiot, because I loved the place, and if he disagrees with me about everything, he hates the place, but still hung out there several hours a night, seven days a week. Surely a sure sign of an idiot. Anyway, the location keeps flashing back and forth between this restaurant and the Club, itself, as we're either talking about things or watching actual shows at the Club.

Keith is talking excitedly about the mask with the eyes that move, and wondering how he missed it, and I point out that I showed him that mask a couple of times, and he must have a bad memory or something. He also shows me video footage of one of the peacock statues around the main salon playing some sort of card game with it's beak, and I have to admit I had never seen one of them do that.

This other big fan who actually hated the place is there, and talking about people simulating sex in the main salon with their clothes on, and even going as far as to demonstrate, while insulting me and telling me I would never notice, because nobody would want to do that with me, anyway. What a jerk.

Anyway, by this time Keith is about to leave, and is gathering up some kind of weird contact lenses that he has kind of 'built' for some black thug who is supposed to be paying him well for them, except I look in a mirror and see the black thug entering the restaurant behind us, and preparing to kill Keith and just take them. I tell Keith to run, and he doesn't get it, so I think there is a good chance he gets it.

And suddenly I find myself at home, waiting to use the restroom so I can take a shower, when a bunch of young ladies who shouldn't be here keep using the restroom, instead. One of them leaves the door open, and I manage to catch sight of one not too impressive chest before she closes the door.

Random dream, all over the place, and not much storyline.

New Digs (8:33)

I'm exploring an outdoor area in a game. There are shiny, giant river rocks buried in the dirt. One of them you can pick up and add to your inventory; the rocks are worth something. It surprises me that there are so many other rocks available--if they make it that easy to make money, inflation will skyrocket. I'm still contemplating the patch of ground when someone else comes by and tries to pick up another rock, a differently colored one. It doesn't work. I laugh and point out that the rock is much bigger than it looks. Together we brush off some of the dirt to see that it's far to big to pick up and add to your inventory. Ah, so that's how the game developers solved it.

Later, I brush off some more dirt, and two beer canisters come rolling out from where they were buried. These canisters are three or four feet long and about as wide around as a typical beer bottle. They must have been left behind by the previous campers. Well, they're ours now, and I'm sure we'll make good use of them.

Still later, I'm looking around the cabin with my new roommates. I remember the beer canisters and I go back to where I found them, in a corner of the room. I find two more canisters, and soon after, I find the original ones, as well. I distribute them to people around the house, then wonder whether it may have been a mistake to break out the alcohol so soon. Another girl is giving me a worried look that says she's wondering the same thing, so I try to reassure her (and myself) that it'll be fine.

I declare to my friends that I believe I've "met the room." You see, I've been feeling stressed and out of sorts, and I think it's probably just from the change of circumstances to this new home. Now that I've had a look around it, I have a much clearer idea of where everything is, and hopefully I'll start feeling more comfortable. But as soon as I say so, I realize that I'm still not clear on a lot of the details. I take another look at the cabinets around the walls, opening them one at a time to see what's inside. Some of them might be wardrobes for my roommates, and I avoid those, because looking in there would be a bit rude. When I get to the kitchen, I'm surprised to find that the cabinet directly above the sink is not actually a cabinet at all. When you open the door, you just see a space between the two neighboring cabinets, and a little triangle where the roof comes together at an angle. Not very well-insulated, to be sure, but it's attractive in a rustic kind of way.

I take a look at our computer network. The operating system is basically just a UNIX shell with a blocky monospace font. Somehow I find myself in the directory of my onetime girlfriend (who's one of my new roommates), and I notice that she has folders named "SAIL," "Manchester," etc. [These are videos made by "Nanalew" on YouTube. Obviously I've never met her, but somehow my mind conflated her with my old girlfriend.] It's cool, somehow, seeing those directory names. It somehow invokes the idea of working hard to make something really cool.

I feel like I should get to work on my homework assignments soon. I know I have them, and it's not an overwhelming amount of work, but I've been chilling out and doing peripheral things for so long that I might be in trouble if I don't get started soon. I'm feeling a bit stressed, which makes me sad, because, of course, my current life goal is not to feel stressed. I go back into the main room and tell my old girlfriend about it. She sympathizes, and she recommends that I take a "two-thousand word nap."

"A what?" I ask. She explains that it's some bad advice that she read somewhere about what to do when you're stressed about homework. I suppose a two-thousand word nap must be between five and ten minutes, and the reason it's bad advice is because when you're up at four a.m. to finish a paper, if you go to sleep at all, you might not wake up again before morning.

While she's looking the other way, I contemplate how lucky it is that she's sort of back in my life again. I wonder if she'll be at all interested in cuddling when we're doing homework together, or what have you. I'm pretty sure everyone would agree that cuddling is better than not cuddling, but maybe she would want to avoid it because it would make it seem like we're dating again.

I go into another room of the house, where there's swing music playing. Nobody's there except one woman, who shows me a new move called the "Haymitch" [or something like that]. I have no idea if I'm doing it right, but it seems to involve standing shoulder-to-shoulder and pointing with your outside hands. I decide that's enough of that and take my leave to go to another part of the room. On a whim, I dance a bit by doing a hopping move for four beats in a row. Afterwards, I feel it went surprisingly smoothly. Maybe I would actually be good at swing dancing.

This dream was the longest Ive had in months and even though i would occasionally wake up, i still managed to keep it going.

The first dream scene started out with me going to this mansion and for some reason i decided to do some exploring in it. I cant remember if i was with someone but all i recall is going down to the basement to check it out. It was extremely dark and while being carefull i still managed to trip on something and fall to the floor. When i looked up the place all of a sudden lit up because im assuming my eyes adjusted. What i witnessed was so grotesque and disturbing it would definitely make any other person scream in fear. The walls were covered with faces and body parts all meshed together in disturbing ways. The faces would scream and groan in pain and agony. For some reason i couldn't move and when i looked at my feet I saw hands grabbing on to me. Next thing i know the walls are pulling me towards the faces and other meshed flesh. I remember seeing myself being meshed in with the rest of the people and becoming one with them. I woke up as soon as i assumed i was dead.

Keep in mind the entire dream was like a movie being shot. My POV would be from a camera guy capturing the scenes in different angles and because i knew this i did not feel scared nor was it a nightmare. It was more like watching a C ranked Horror movie.

I fell back asleep quickly and continued the dream. This time it started outside where I saw a bunch of cars arrive and in them were about 6 to 8 College kids most likely visiting for summer vacation to have fun. I saw them enter the house with suitcases and they began to walk around and get settled in. There were about 3 guys and the rest of them girls. Shortly after this scene one of the guys yelled and the rest of them rushed to him. The first person to get there was this girl who asked what was wrong. The guy said "I was trying to take a shower and it keeps fucking with me" She asked what he meant and he said "take a look". He turned on the water and it came out of the shower head normally but after a few seconds it started to turn yellowish brown and suddenly water started spouting out of the air vents and any openings in the bathroom. The girl screamed and the guy quickly turned the water off. The guy said "See" and when he said that, they started to hear moans and groans coming from the walls. I woke up at this point but went back to sleep to continue. The scene was now following the guy who first discovered the water. My view was behind his shoulders and he seemed to be walking disoriented and confused like as if hes been in a fight. I knew in my dream he was the main character. When he stepped outside i saw his face turn to complete horror when he saw that the disfigured and bloody meshed up bodies in the basement somehow were able to get up and form bodies that I will now call Zombies. The Camera of the dream switched to a scene where it passed by the front of the house in which the zombies were eating the guys friends. I recall a girl laying on a table with her stomach ripped open and the zombies were eating her. I saw another girl running away screaming but foolishly running into a zombie and falling on top of it; more came and began eating her. Everyone else was dead on the floor. As the dream ended the camera started moving away and I could see the main character just watching on the door step in complete hopelessness.

The dreaming was not over yet but ive ran out of time to type the rest. I will continue it when i can.

Hunters
Recall: 8/10
Sleep: Poor
Sleep Position: Right Side (Left Brain)

I'm waiting for the school bus, when I look around and see most of the people from my bus gone. I say to the only person left I recognize that we missed the bus, but he says no, pointing to a bunch of people lining up to get on a bus. Right then I change my mind about going to school that day. I've already graduated, so what's the point of going to school?

I go into a house by the bus stop and see Tony and Jeremy, two guys who live on my street. I talk to them for a bit, then am about to leave when I realize my backpack is missing. I look around the house for it until I suddenly feel it on my back.

I go outside and see what looks like the Switzer bros walking away from the bus stop, skipping school. I walk over to them, but it's not who I thought it was. Just a bunch of scary looking guys, one of which has a thick caveman forehead. As I focus on that, they all have caveman foreheads, and start to give me a hard time. But I ignore them and head home.

Inside, I go downstairs where two demon hunters have a bunch of corpses lined up against the wall. They are the corpses of prisoners, all with the same occult looking tattoos on their chests. Among their inks, each one has a line of a poem, a prophecy. I get close to read them all, and when I'm done, I look up to see one of the hunters giving me the stink eye because I'm in the way. I move, and as he's looking at the lines of the prophecy on their chests, I consider stomping the back of his leg then hammering the guy in the throat, but I let it go.

Been watching reruns of Supernatural. Yesterday saw an episode where a rival hunter was trying to kill Sam.

Dream - Lucid

I was sitting on a small sand cliff with a guy, I'm pretty sure it was my guide actually, overlooking a beach. It was a bright, sunny, perfect day, and we were sitting and watching my brother and his friends play in the ocean. The beach was beautiful, and, besides all of us, seemed deserted. We talked for awhile, and I was wanting to get in the water. I then thought that we hadn't put any sunscreen on; not me, my guide, or my brother and his friends. I mentioned this to my guide, saying we hadn't put sunscreen on, and it was such a bright day we were sure to get burned. The tide then must have been coming in, because it lapped up to where we were, and some of the sand we were sitting on became unstable. We got up to go get sunscreen, and I noticed my guide's upper right arm had fresh, white gauze wrapped around it, and had blood coming through it...dark red, fresh blood. I was mortified, because I had no idea he was hurt. I frantically told him I was sorry, and I had had no idea, otherwise we would have gotten help sooner.

Throughout all this, I know he also talked, but I can't remember anything that he said. Hell, I can barely even remember what I said XD.

Anyway, then, I was at my house and my mom asking me what was wrong with my arm. I told her it was nothing. I then looked at it in the mirror and really noticed it; I had red scratches and a rash on and close to my shoulder. I had no idea where it all came from. I then turned around in the mirror, and looked at my back and arms. I was in my underwear or a swimsuit. I thought my arms looked huge.

I was then standing by a door, and one of my friends, a girl, asked me if I wanted to spar. I said sure. She then threw me this huge pole with a sphere attached to both ends. Apparently, sparring in this dream isn't what I thought it was. I had thought we were going to fence or something like that, but this was supposed to be "female" sparring, where they use poles. But I was apparently the only one using a pole; everyone else had different things they were doing.

Well, they had all thought I had done it before, I guess we had a miscommunication there because I never claimed that, but I never had. We walked through the door into a room to do the sparring, and everyone started getting ready and taking their places, but I just threw my pole to someone else and told them to do it, and that I had never done that before. The girl I threw it to, I think an Asian girl, seemed surprised, and said she thought I had done it before. I told her no, I hadn't.

I also remember something about seeing one of my stones, my piece of raw blue lace agate to be exact, being on the ground. I was worried about it for some reason.

I dreamed more than this last night (I'm actually surprised I remember this much), but I went to bed WAAAY late (2am is way too late for me to be going to bed...my usual bedtime is between 10pm-11pm) because I was out having a few drinks with a friend to celebrate my new job . I'd say that's a good reason to sacrifice some sleep.

Non-Dream
Dream
Lucid

I was driving down a road to the store, with the thought of getting some more snacks. I thought to myself what I'm doing getting snacks at 6:30 in the morning. And why am I driving! I don't drive IRL! Suspecting I was dreaming, I got out of the car and jumped up and down to test the gravity and confirmed I was dreaming. As I walked a bit down the road I noticed a large park with many DCs partying. Wanting to see what my mind would create, I attempted to approach to the park. I got to an intersection and decided flying across would be faster. But, I had difficulty flying as I couldn't get high in the air and I had little control over the direction I was going. When I landed, my feet stuck to the pavement, I began to feel my own bed and I woke up.

This is a non-lucid dream I had this night, little weird though, because it was involved with one of my dream signs (getting in trouble) though I didn't get lucid.


I was walking with my friend mike on a popular city square where we stopped to buy a bottle of water. Then we moved to another place, when suddenly we appeared on a bicycle, me driving.

We were in a really wide, populated but dark street at about 21:00 and we were going down with my bicycle. On my right side, there were cops with motorcycles hanging around and on the left side of the street there were too many motorcycles parked but not in order, messed up, screwed up and like a big pile of trash.

Suddenly, I stepped on a dropped motorcycle's right mirror with my bicycle and broke it. I tried to get away, but the cops just told me to stop because this man (a huge fat man in the corner of the street) wanted to talk to me. He started swearing and yelling at us for breaking his mirror and threatened us. This yelling thing kept on and on for at least 4 minutes. Told us to call our parents to pay for it now, and that it costs 100 euros. Also, for no apparent reason he kept asking for a photocopy of my passport. He kept yelling and told us that "life is math, never forget that!". Dafuq?

For no obvious reason, we thought that the house on the corner where he was at the time yelling at us, is his own. I even remember the address, Sophocleus 7. So we told him we'll just come tommorow and pay for his mirror, so we gave him false information or something, and he let us go. As we were going, the cops stopped us again and told us that when we bought those bottles before, we didn't ask for a receipt. Then I asked them if that was illegal, knowing that it isn't and told them it's the shopkeeper's responsibillity to give us one. So they let us go too. After that there was a...

[Tiny Little Dream Skip]

And suddenly, as I now realise, it's day again, a bright really wonderful sunny day, maybe about 15:00 to 16:00 where two more friends from my school, a boy and a girl I know, suddenly appear. We were entering a little van, I entered first from the back left door, but slided to the right seat. Then my two friends, a girl and mike from the previous bike incident entered the two front seats and mike sat on the driving seat. Another friend joined me on the left seat of the van next to me. I had noticed the seat he sat on was wet, but I didn't tell him, not sure why. He sat on and he didn't notice. So there was four of us. Me, mike, and the two newly appeared friends. For the record, we all appeared to have entered from the same door!

When suddenly as mike starts driving, all three of them start singing a national march of greece, usually played at national parades. I wasn't aware of what this was until I woke up, so I asked them:

-Guys, what's that you're singing?
and the one next to me says:
-Dude, don't you know? It's CIA's hymn!
and me, without much thought, told them:
-No guys, no way, that's not CIA's hymn, THIS is CIA's hymn!
and I started singing USA's national anthem, star spangled banner, being totally sure it was CIA's hymn!
Then the same guy tells me:
- No dude you can't know the real CIA's hymn, its ultra top secret! We were just joking before!



And that's where every further memory of my dream seizes to exist and I soon wake up. Pretty good little dream, very vivid and fun. Wasn't lucid though... Finally, I found out that there's no such thing as CIA's hymn after all. Woke up laughing and almost woke my family up!

Dreamed: 19.10.2012, Written: 19.10.2012

I was in my room, suspecting I might be dreaming, I don't remember why.
I thought "well, if I was dreaming I would have noticed that something was off".
I then walked out of my room and saw that something was indeed off, there was a big glass window where there never was one before.
I remember being surprised and also a little shocked.
I looked at my hand to try and see how detailed they are, to try and make the dream more vivid.
They looked sort of blurry and there was a sort of "line-y" pattern on them.
Then I tried rubbing my hand against each other, it was quite difficult.
It was as if I was trying to pull magnets away from each other, they kind of stuck to each other and moved slowly.

I don't remember if anything else happened, I might have forgotten it, but I probably woke up.