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Hipnagogic image:, a small and slight-built, grey horse, close and docile and a black pony with fluffy winter coat there briefly too.

Dream. I'm typing a lot.

Hipnapopic image: a string of green beads in a loop, in-doors, dark backgroud and off to my left.

Woke and walked half hour reslept at 5:15 am Wed 4-4-2012.

Reapeated silently before sleep last night:

Dear future me, please share a dream, of good news, that will happen, one year from today. dated 365 days from today.

We were up way too late last night because of the midnight release of the Star Wars Xbox (my kid <3 Star Wars and had been asking for that thing since it started showing up on xbox advertisements a year ago) so all I have are two fragments

Fragment One: I'm on top of one of the view points in Assassins Creed. I'm standing on the wooden platform with my arms held wide just absorbing the feeling of being on top of the world, the wind whipping my face and just pure awesomeness.

Fragment Two: I'm on a battlefield of some sort, I think Medieval. I'm sitting on the ground with a small table (possibly a chess board) in front of me and there's a man across from me. He says, "They think we've given them the battle, but this battle is ours now." I'm confident that he's correct, we have some sort of plan in place that ensures our victory while completely blindsiding the enemy with a false sense of security.

I'm trying something new. Since I've read many dream journals where people dream of Assassins Creed, and I often dream of Video games I decided to give the game another shot (I started it last year, but got stuck in the second memory block because I suck at "core" video games and tend to stick with the easy kids stuff ) I'm playing it at least an hour a day for the last three days, and it's appearing in my dreams as expected. While I'm not completely lucid in the dreams, I definitely feel like I'm not in reality anymore, but rather in another world or virtual reality. Now if only I could remind myself that other world is a dream and I can control it I'll be set. Even if I can't gain lucidity through making myself dream of a certain thing, at least the world is awesome. When I woke from that first Fragment I felt like I was on the top of the world, even though the dream was over!

Recuerdo que estaba en la escuela con pastor y leonardo, estaban jugando basketball y sin querer le pegue con la pelota a alguien (hicimos mas cosas qu no recuerdo) despues nos fuimos, tomamos el camion y nos llevaba por rutas extrañas queno conocia (aqui hay otro subsueño que aun no recuerdo) entonces llegamos a una plaza que tenia 3 puertas, la mas proxima estaba invadida por una pareja que se besaba, nos fuimos hacia la segunda puerta y podiamos ver como los empleados de la plaza se comunicaban entre si para decirle al de seguridad que se los llevaran, leonardo penso que seria mas rapido por la tercera puerta asi que nos fuimos solamente pastor y yo por la segunda, al pasar por la 3ra le dijimos, ven por aqui es mas rapido, no hizo caso, bueno salimos de la plaza tipo plaza fiesta y al salir estabamos en el parque que esta enfrente del cele, donde ibamos caminando para irnos, despues me encontre a mi profesor de ajedrez, felix y me dijo uno y ya uno y ya, caballo el color, y vi que habia un caballo blanco solo asi que tome las piezas blancas y empeze a acomodar, me parecio la tarea mas dificil de todo el mundo, las piezas cambiaban de forma entre caballos y alfiles y peones, las torres las pude acomodar facilmente y el rey y la dama pero los peones se convertian hasta en peones elementales de fuego agua y tierra, despues tenia hasta catapultas en el tablero y el alfil tomo el lugar del caballo y el caballo era la catapulta, los cuadros eran extraños porque no tenian el mismo tamaño los unos de los otros, al acomodarlos estos se hacian hacia delante como si empezaran a jugar e incluso algunas piezas salian del tablero. mire a leonardo y le dije wey no hagas eso! y me dijo que el no era, segui acomodando voltee al tablero y habia mas piezas desacomodadas y le dije a leonardo yaa wey, y me dijo que se movian solas, no le crei pero mire el tablero y se estaban moviendo solas y me dijo felix que deseguro estaba pensando el tablero.(que cuando lo mire al principio del sueño solo era una tabla sin cuadros y despues tenia cuadros y hasta sistema de pensar lolol. Tome la tabla y tenia escritos en la esquina inferior izquierda los que toque con el dedo y seleccione la que decia head to head y supuse que esa era. despues aparecio el tiempo para cada uno y baje la tabla, y acomode mis piezas, ahora los peones eran ladrillos, los alfiles eran catapultas enormes y las otras piezas eran normales. despues desperte. FIN

En el siguiente sueño iba caminando por la calle de mi casa, se miraba iluminado como si fueran las 6 am y mire a una muchacha caminando, me di cuenta que era dorita de mi primaria pero estaba muy grande y diferente. la salude y me fui.

3 non lucid fragments:

1. Trying to convince this young single mom to go to the same battered women's shelter I went to.

2. Harry and Ron accidentally cast a spell on Snape that caused him to pass out and make all his hair fall out. They didn't know the spell to restore it, only how to permanently attach 1 of 4 wigs that they found. They chose the one that looked like a spiked Devil's lock. Snape was not amused.

3. I was at mom's making a bagel with some blue cheese spread, when a crazy guy came into the kitchen, pretending to be lost and looking for a steak house. My stepdad got rid of him. Spooky looking guy. Then I went to the tv room and started watching a movie on tv. It was Sixteen Candles, but it had changed alot. Sam and Jake Ryan were still after eachother though, that part was still the same. Oh and Spandau Ballet's TRUE was playing at the prom as usual. Haha I woke up hearing it in my mind, and it's still in there as I'm writing this

I was doing some kind of video work, or maybe just attending an event. I wish I had better recall, because it was an interesting and enjoyable dream. In any case, at one point I was with a blond woman. I keep thinking she is a woman I know from a Publix store.

The blonde was licking my neck. She kept licking it quickly. It felt so good, it paralyzed my right arm, and I told her so. She kept doing it. It was awesome in a weird way.

On holiday for a few days with the fam, with pretty shoddy recall apart from this first night, where I remembered two:

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2/4/12

I'm going to a rave, but make a stop at my mate's house [though it looked nothing like it]. Once inside the club, I see various friends, old and new, and begin to get drunk. By the end of the night, I'm dancing with a girl I used to know [but in no way find attractive] but in an old fashioned, no-touching way. Any sudden advances I make are quickly parred away, as if it were the 1940s, so I stay back and skank unnecessarily to the jazz music being played. I'm wearing sunglasses at this point, looking like a complete fool, and it doesn't come as a surprise when I think I hear people laughing at me.

It's nearly the end of the night and I'm getting frustrated by the lack of acknowledgement I've been getting, so I spin the girl round to face me in an attempt to bring her in closer. This doesn't work, and instead I get lightly told off. Conceding, I peck her on the lips and leave the club - but not before someone from my old school walks past me with wearing no underwear.

All my friends have left at his point, and the night is coming to an end. I can't remember any of the night, despite not being that drunk, and I realise my mistake at not finding something to drop. I return to my mate's house, but it's empty. I ring my friends to no avail, so go to bed. Suddenly, one of the friends I tried to ring is in the bed next to mine, and starts talking.

What's really interesting is that the room was the same as the one I was staying in that night (on holiday) and on waking up in the morning, I still believed my friend was in the next bed for at least 2 to 3 minutes. A reverse false awakening of sorts.

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I'm in a kitchen of a flat in my uni accommodation with a friend of mine and several random metalheads. We're eating pizza, but not just ANY pizza, this pizza's musical. Each slice corresponds to a section of the song that's playing in the background, and you're restricted to eating only the corresponding slice when it's played.

When everyone leaves, I begin to flirt with a girl I've never met about cheese. I'd love to know what I said specifically, but whatever it was, she was loving it. I go back to her room briefly, and put her block of cheese on her windowsill [no, that's not a euphemism], still flirting strong.

Once I've left, I walk up some stairs to the main part of uni, past a huge crowd of people returning from a football match. My old head of sixth form begins to give a speech on a stage in the middle of the crowd, which soon gets overrun by students in a flash mob. Almost spontaneously, however, some pick up guitars and begin to play together.

[FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3]The following dream has been rated DV-MA, and is intended for mature audiences. It contains strong sexual content, and is not intended for those who might be offended by such material.[/SIZE][/FONT]
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[FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][SPOILER="Carnivorous Sex"][/SIZE][/FONT]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The time is mid-afternoon, and though it doesn’t appear tobe a school day my children are not at home. I’m standing in what is normallymy laundry room, but somehow it extends about 10 feet further out to the west,and my view is in line with the sidewalk which normally borders that side of myhouse.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]As I look out my window, four people walk right through myyard, conversing as they do so that walking through my yard is okay. The firstthree people are young black girls, two younger ones, and perhaps their oldersister. The older one is decently attractive, and has her hair pulled backtightly. She is wearing a white t-shirt, shorts, sandals, and has a dog on aleash. [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]As she approaches my window, the younger two having alreadypassed, I place my hands on my face and my elbows on the top of washing machineand just stare at her. I wonder what she will do and I’m semi-lucid at thispoint. She walks right up to me, staring into my face at window level, and Ismile at her. [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The fourth person walking through my yard is a white woman,following a few feet behind the other three. As the young black womandisappears around the corner and out of view, the white woman starts to pass mycactus garden, and then also moves out of my sight.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Not two seconds later the white woman is in my back yard,and I am not sure if she has climbed the fence or if she came through the frontdoor. This never becomes clear but she does seem friendly, and is looking forcompany. [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]My laundry room is more a smoking lounge now, similar to howit is in real life. The deck which is attached to it and the structure of myhouse are not the way they appear when I’m awake, and I really enoy theredesign. Wood plank decking and a further extension to the house look nice,and I sit down comfortably.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“Don’t worry, you can smoke in here.” I tell the woman. Sherelaxes and lights up a cigarette but it looks like a pipe. We are sitting infolding chairs, like the kind we normally use for outdoor concerts and campingtrips. The room is also more spacious.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Outside the room the wind has picked up and is gustingstrong. Leaves are swirling on the breeze and my hair is blowing about my face.This gets me slightly excited, knowing what such a wind must mean.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“I think a storm is coming!” I say excitedly, and I lean outover a railing which previously did not exist. Below me is highway 290 east andI can see a storm cloud a few miles to the east of the house, which is startingto rise over the distant hill.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“Oh, I love storms! My new apartment is over there!” thewoman says this in a coy way, knowing my love of storms. She now seems muchmore familiar than she did when she first appeared, and has taken on theappearance of someone I used to know years ago.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The storm cloud is quite ominous looking. The undersideappears to be rolling, like an angry sea, and is the most unusual shade oforange mixed with dark cloud. It almost looks as if the fading light of sunsetis shining on the underside of the cloud, and images from several sci-fi moviesrun quickly through my head. This is often the sign of a strong storm, oftenaccompanied by hail and strong winds. [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Now I’m truly excited.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The woman leaves and tells me to catch up to her. I runaround the house, hurriedly get in my vehicle, and follow as fast as I can. [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]It doesn’t take long to drive the two or three miles to thehills that appeared on the horizon from my home. The side of the hill facing meis well developed, with several shopping strips, a pizza place, and severalapartment buildings. [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I’m looking forward to taking some pictures of the storms,and I’m almost giddy from being closer to them. The woman, who now seems likemy friend Carla from years ago, has driven behind the pizza place to herapartment building, so I follow. I never park or even exit my vehicle, yetsomehow I am no longer driving and have in fact entered the apartment. [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]At first, I don’t realize I have arrived at the locationbecause I am standing on a concrete balcony, or slight hill which is paved andhas a railing to prevent someone falling to the grassy retention area below. AsI turn around I finally realize I am in the apartment, and I begin to lookaround.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The apartment is not atypical, though probably a little morespacious than most, and has high ceilings which slant towards the center wall.A fireplace is on the west wall, surrounded on either side by windows. The deckI was on is behind me, and I am facing the middle of the living room and thefront door beyond. [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]In the center of the room, “Carla” is comfortably loungingon the sofa. I start looking around and even peek out the front door, thoughthe only thing I see is a walkway and another apartment building. Some childrenare playing a ways down the sidewalk.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I close the door and walk back towards the sofa. As I do so,“Carla” jumps up and does a little spin, throwing her hands in the air as shedoes. I become aware that I am aroused by this, and even more unusual, I ammale. Looking down I can clearly see an erection making a bulge in my pants.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I stride forward and “Carla” lies down on her stomach on thefloor. Her body is incredible, and her tight jeans accentuate her ass and hug it in a way that makes me want to bury my face between her legs. I contemplate lying down on top of her, and even imagine the act ofpulling down her pants and entering her from behind, but I decide I shouldapproach her from the other side. I circle around her and approach her head,the open patio door and deck now behind me.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Looking over my shoulder I realize that anyone on the roadoutside would easily be able to see us, should they look in our direction, yetthis doesn’t bother me. In fact, I think it arouses me more, and I lie downwhere she was, as she gets up and takes off her clothes.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]She is more beautiful than I remember her being.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]In this moment I become fully lucid, and I want this dreamto go all the way. Too often my sex dreams fizzle at the key moment, and I donot want this to happen, so I tell myself that this time it will work out.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I’m lying on the floor and very erect (remember that I’mmale in this dream) and I reach for her as she straddles me. It’s a wonderfulsensation as she slides down on top of me, and I notice the feel of her skin onher back, the light sheen of moisture clinging to her body as her excitementrises. My hands go to her hips and I thrust deep into her, feeling my dickthrob as she squeezes me. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I can see out the open patio door and a bolt of lightning appears as I thrust hard, a bright flash that lingers as the air cools following the passage of thousands of volts. This imagery seems to complement my mood and as I stare up at her waves of desire and pleasure wash over me. Her breasts are nice and full, thrusting forward as she arches her back, her eyes closed and mouth agape, begging the sky for air as she gasps in time to my thrusts.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]My perspective changes, like a movie camera panning around,and I can see the two of us on the floor as if I was standing near the sofa. Ican see the sliding glass door and deck behind us, and I really like this newview. I think I see a tattoo on her back, but I can’t make it out. She isriding me, head thrown back, and I am too involved in the sensations as she slides up and down onme, wonderful feelings that I still experience even though I no longer seem tobe occupying my body.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The view swirls around again and now I’m staring at her faceand chest, as though a camera is slightly over my left shoulder. She is reachingover her head, pulling her hair off her neck to vent some heat, and like me,she too is caught up in the pleasure of this impromptu union. I love the feel of her hands on me, the tickle of her hair, and her scent is intoxicating.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Sadly, and regrettably, I wake up, and the words,“Carnivorous sex,” echo through my mind, as if they had some special meaning towhat I was experiencing. I am very aroused, and a little bit sad that I didn’tget to finish. Still, the imagery and experience was memorable, and I lookforward to more. [/SPOILER][/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I am standing in an office building. The walls are thetypical granite paneling, and lighting is subdued but just enough to be noticedover the ambient light coming in the front windows. I am an agent, for someunknown agency, and I have been discovered in the building. Behind me and to myright is a security agent of the building, dressed in a dark suit, standingwith his hands crossed in front of his stomach. [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The man talking to me has short blonde hair, and looks alittle like an asshole. He’s thin but not sickly, and wears glasses and awhitish-yellow shirt. He is grinning almost maniacally and seems almost excitedI was caught, because his plans for me are certainly evil.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“Take her down to the lower levels, and show her what wehave in store.” The blonde man sneers this last part, as if to emphasize howmuch I will hate it down there.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I am led off by the agent and as we wait for the elevatordown I find myself too close to a concrete ledge with no protective barrier.For some reason, my leg is dangling over the side, and I feel slightly anxiousto pull myself back up and prevent my fall. [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I kind-of skip over the elevator ride down and suddenly findmyself at the bottom of the tower/office building. I am able to see all thesupport structure for the building, braces and beams, all filling up acavernous basement area which is illuminated by large, rectangular lights andgreen lasers. The lasers are originating from the lights themselves, and I takea moment to ponder their function. It never becomes clear but it looksimportant, and it certainly make an impression. I decide it’s just an oddchoice of decoration and move on.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]x I am not indoors as expected but in an exterior space,hundreds of feet below ground surface, staring up at the tower which is supposedto be one of the tallest buildings around. Looking up at it, the structure isindeed immense, and I find myself in awe of its construction. Somehow thisdoesn’t seem like the torture I expected.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The agent, which had been following me, quietly slips into thebackground, and this seems like a good time to make my get-away. Running alongthe basement level I come to a more inhabited area, surrounded by offices,shops, and an escalator leading up. [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Instead of taking the obvious escape route I duck into anoffice on my left. The office is empty, as is the attached conference room andthis suits me as I scramble around frantically looking for the rosemary breadfor the mice. [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Scattered around the conference room are several baskets ofsliced bread pieces, all of which are quite yummy. One is a sourdough, anothera multi-grain, but I still can’t find the one I need. After searching throughfour baskets I finally come to the basket I need, which contains a variety ofbread I identify as rosemary. It has the appearance of a sourdough loaf slicedinto ½-inch pieces, all buttered and covered in herbs. [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[FONT=Calibri][SIZE=3]I taste a couple pieces, and it is quite good. Rememberingthat the mice need this bread I grab a half-dozen pieces and shove them in oneof the pockets of the smock I am now wearing. With nothing further to keep me here I run out of the office and downthe hall.[/SIZE][/FONT]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]As I reach the end of the hall I find myself in the thirdaisle of a toy store. My daughter is here and she is cutting out pictures froma catalog, some sort of project for school. The pictures she is cutting are oftoys she likes as well as images of babies, and I offer to help. [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Taking up the scissors I begin to cut. There seem to be alot of people around and their commotion adds to the frantic feeling of the situation,and I cut faster. I know this is somehow important but I don’t recall herhaving this project assigned in school. Fortunately, the dream ends before Ibecome more impatient with my inability to cut a straight line.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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Had a FA about getting a drink of water and putting some sunflower seed shells into a spitcup. I notice that my trashbag is torn up so I think it's my dogs, but then I realize they couldn't have gotten into my room. I go into my kitchen (not doing the reality checks I normally do) and start doing something, but then I notice some crochet puppies running around. They were creepy. I went back into my room and then woke up after doing something.

I think there was more HI than anything else, as I can't think of anything else other than images.

I remember seeing a huge golden scarab in the kitchen. There was also some girl hitting on me but I told her that I was kinda interested in someone else

I was gonna post the whole dream but too long...So at the end I was telling the girl I just met that where we are is in a dream at the moment. We ran into my house because i felt time running short like i was gonna wake up. We got on to my computer and i told her to add me as a friend on Facebook. she couldn't. I tried to add her fail. something with the power or electricity isn't allowing us to do so. So upon waking up i say "quick give me your name so when i wake up i can find you on Facebook" She gives me a name, I wake up INSTANTLY run to my computer, its on YES! Now i type in the name it ITS A REAL NAME now i look at the picture there are two girls in the picture, they BOTH 90% similiar to the girl from the dream I was blown away.

Fell asleep during my 8:30 class today and can remember so of my dream:
I was watching my brothers baseball game and he was up to bat. A kid or two batted before him but I don't really recall what happened. The third base coach was his coach from real life and the kids were from his team too. The third base coach was yelling at my broher offering him tips after two strikes but then kept yelling nonsense almost as a joke and we all laughed. Then I awoke in my class and realized the nonsense the coach was yelling was my teacher lecturing. I often have dreams like this in my early classes and very offten just have what I guess is sleep paralysis: I fall asleep and realize Im asleep because I'm dreaming being in that class and something crazy happens like the other day my friend had grabbed a baby chicken and smashed it in his hand and laughed. At this point I try to wake up and imagine being slumped over in my seat and when I try to move or speak I can't until after sometime struggling to move.

I was in the living room of my own house, and there was this convention-type thing going on. But everything in the convention including me was very small. I was probably only a couple inches tall.
The first thing I remember was this robot battle arena thing. There were these two robots. One was small and more human-like, while the other looked sort of big and hulking. I can't remember them actually fighting though.
Then, I went by the part of the convention where people were selling their old toys, comics, etc. I found a bin of action figures I decided I wanted, but I could not find the guy selling them.
I went up to the booth next to him and asked the guy standing there where the guy selling the toys I wanted was. he said he had already left and that the convention was over.
Then I realized that everyone was packing up and I just decided to take the action figures. Since the guy who left them must've not cared about them.

I was at the park by my neighborhood. I wanted to go on the swing, but there were two girls from my class on the swing.
"Crap, now what am I supposed to do."
Both of the girls jumped off and I got on one of them. Then the girls stood in front of the swing and wanted high-fives from me every time I swung close to them.

I was exactly asleep yet. but even with my eyes open i could see it... i thought i was going crazy last night. But everywhere i looked and relaxed my mind trying to sleep all i could see was this longlong dark hall and at the end was this shadow of a person. not walking just staring. the halls started forming and detailing as i got closer to sleep. It was cold, the air around me was tense there are large windows to my right, from the looks of it, it was raining and dark.

but thats all i can remeber.

As much as I want to remember something, Chemistry Exam starting 3:55PM today, so, I better start studying again just to make sure I don't go to the room and not remember anything for it.