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Went to bed around 11:15PM.

Reunion of The Twist
I'm in my middle school's gym during an assembly.
I'm in the audience wearing a college t-shirt.
I think to myself that I wish I would have dressed with something better (like my trusty red flannel) and showered.
We're watching a ceremony on-stage, where my brother and sister are being honored as part of a larger group.
Moments later, my brother is down by me in the audience wearing a similar college t-shirt as me, but I don't notice the discrepancy.
I wonder why he isn't wearing his college's version of the t-shirt.
The event reminds me of a band concert, they had instruments.
DTP.
Later we have rotated and are watching a different group of people. We are seated now.
EC from highschool is seated in front of me.
Awkwardly, my legs are spread apart, and he is sitting between them.
I can feel my balls touching his back. Lovely. He doesn't seem to care or notice.
The performers are now making an arc, again, like in band.
I can recall that GW from band stretches forward to us, like a cartoon character (similar to how Monkey D. Luffy does from One Piece, especially in Gear 5 form).
RW, her older brother and friend of mine, is by me now. He's excited to see her being honored.
GW regards me, saying hello, but I get the distinct impression she was only saying so out of obligation.
Then she stretches back to the arc, with a reverberating snap noise.
I noticed that the bari sax players were playing without their mouthpieces on. But I don't pickup on that being especially strange.
EC points out that they are doing a special trick with the brass, as if to explain what I noticed as normal and avoid suspicion on my part.
Sure enough, the are moving in rhythm, doing a choreographed twist move, with the trombone players.
They pick up their mouthpieces from somewhere out of view.
They play a short melody with their mouthpieces only (which is high-pitched and funny to listen to) and then put them onto their instruments.
The formal event ends and turns into more of a social.
My brother meets up with BY and they talk about dad stuff. BY gives my brother this tablet made out of rose flower vines.
It's not like an iPad, more of a clipboard or ornament.
It's a strange item, but it seems to have a sort of value to it.
The plot of the dream has changed at this point, where my girlfriend and I are now at the event together.
AG, from my more recent friend group, is now there with us too.
My girlfriend senses that I am exhausted from being social for this long, so she is looking for an excuse for me to leave.
AG suggests that we check out a local escape-room called The Twist, where there is an obstacle course that looks fun.
I tell him that my knee is still recovering, so it would probably be a bad idea.
Within the plot of the dream, I then recall that last-year (or a previous reunion-type event like this one), there was an emergency lockdown.
During that lockdown, I was with AG, and we left the emergency lock-down room to go to the bathroom.
DTP.
Now, in the present, we are in that bathroom, talking at the urinals about going to The Twist soon.
I look in the mirror, and I am wearing a hat. I lift that hat and see that my hair is thin. Starting to recede. Great. I put the hat back on.
There is a rotating cylinder on the floor near a sectioned off area, presumably an obstacle similar to one from The Twist.
I test it out and my knee does OK, which I tell AG means that I can go to The Twist with him so long as the other obstacles aren't worse.
He tells me that I should still go, but just skip the bad ones, and we can go get the girls to come along as a group.
We left the bathroom and head back to the main assembly room where we were earlier.
Now there is a large lit-up horizontal limbo pole crossing the entire room that we have to pass. We do so easy enough.
AG jokes that if we can't find the girls we should just get GP (the other guy in our group of couples) and leave without them.
DTP.
We make our way to the exit, and outside the gym door is my Grandma M's condo outdoor area.
I see a trash can that isn't normally there. It is overflowing with McDonald's bags and transparent extra-large iced coffee cups.
I sarcastically give a salute and say "GOD BLESS AMERICA!!!"
"How much money must McDonalds make, if it is like this every day?!" I say to myself.
AG gets into his car, and drives to The Twist. For some reason, I decide to take a nap by a "For Sale" sign next to the condo and the trash can.
...
When I wake up, AG is gone and inexplicably, there is gravel in my shoes. I don't care about this or consider it odd in any way.
Because dream-logic do be like that sometimes.
I think that I should find my girlfriend and tell her about the plan to meet at The Twist.
I go back to the event, and enter through my Great-Grandma's condo (Grandma M and Great Grandma's condos were actually in the same neighborhood in waking life, just a few condos apart).
This time, it is actually her home inside the door.
There is a young boy there playing a rhythm video game that involves a cat.
He seems embarrassed to be seen playing the game.
I went toward the back of the condo where the bedrooms are. The layout is reversed, such that the kitchen has swapped sides with the bedroom.
I don't notice the discrepancy, and correctly move to the bedroom area.
There's a new door (doesn't exist in waking life) that connects the condo to the neighboring one.
I can hear there is another family in that condo playing a Legend of Zelda game.
I wake up with the impression that my girlfriend might have been in the guest room with another man, potentially against her will. Anxiety ensues.
Either way, no bueno.
Recorded at 3:30AM. Late sleep cycle 3.

Fragment
Walking down a shore looking for something. Sky is gray. Ambience is somber, muggy weather.
It reminds me of Darkshore from World of Warcraft.

Redridge Hotel
I'm playing World of Warcraft with the boys on Discord.
It's getting to be about time to log-off.
I recall that ahead of time I had changed the music that will play in the Redridge zone. It now plays a song about change.
It was supposed to be funny, but outside the context of the dream, I have no clue why.
Maybe it was that the 10 minute plus track was replaced with a short 30 second one.
I was waiting for the group to notice that the music had been replaced.
The joke doesn't land. Oh well. What's new, eh?
We reach the main bridge, and it is broken.
I try to justify within the plot of the dream that, the bridge breaking was part of the Cataclysm expansion.
I don't notice the discrepancy that we are playing Classic World of Warcraft, so the bridge should be in tact. Since it doesn't break anyway in waking life.
I jump off the side of the bridge and get the group to watch.
Weeeeeeeeeeeeee!
My gnome avatar safely lands in the water.
Then I head to the inn to logout and get that sweet sweet rest xp.
DTP.
As I walk in, I'm holding a gnome toy, and the inn is a real hotel room.
I put the toy down and "tuck him in" as a joke over some chairs.
I went around the room and locked the doors.
I see some messages on BattleNet from my brother, where he had gotten notifications from when I played with my display resolution settings.
This was an accident, not sure why he was getting notifications for that. I try to explain to him that it has to do with having two monitors.
My brother is now in the room next door, and they are connected through a door as well as an open section near the far-end of the room.
My brother tells me there is an inspector that is coming and I should clean up.
I shrug him off and say that "Whatever. If he finds something, he finds something."
Recorded at 7:30AM. Mid sleep cycle 6.

7/1/2014

In bed: 11:08 PM - 7:40 AM

2. II. 7:25 AM
I am in a video game or what seems like one. I have different guns including a sniper. I have to stay stealthy. I am up on top of some buildings which is over this green field below. There are a bunch of RPG animal enemies down there that will attack me if they see me. I prepare to attack them, but before I can, somehow they know I am up there and launch attacks that kill me forcing me to restart. This same thing happens which really confuses me since I don't know how they could possibly see me from that height.
Moving into new dorm, male resident adult reminds me of Mr. MB, but he’s not him, and I gotta remember that. Seeing him as I walk to class in an area that looks like main generic building at my high school.
Class or group thing that I go over to. GW and others in it. The teacher I’ve had before when I was younger (reminds me of Mrs. S). Talking to GW a lot before. Makes the teacher get all teary and such for some reason and she has to leave the room for a moment right before I’m about to talk to introduce myself to the class.
Our bikes moved by an ra the first day because of where we parked or something or just as a drill of some sort. Having to go over to some other room to retrieve.
Talking to CT after the assembly and walking out, somehow forgetting to bring up the world cup match with him.
Going to some resort-ish area that students like to go to. Returning there, TK driving us. He driving very wild and crazy on way to resort place. Flying into air from jumps and going fast.
Going to event after assembly hosted by an organization. I going to bathroom first, funny girl in there. Tons of ppl here after I come out. Learning that I inspired others to go to this organization through a story somewhere. Ppl from the organization talking more generally here at the event to help everyone since they weren’t expecting these numbers.

1. I. 3:40 AM
Reuniting and working with old teacher of mine from elementary. Same summer camp or something at the school. Computer lab used by camp a lot, so I in here very often.
Conversations with GW and others. Big room we all getting for just talking amongst each other. A friend telling me about some students that were punished for something academic but they doing a lottery to decide who to punish and just fined a few. Point when it shows a view of the house they live in on a street on campus.

After my dream battle dream I went back to sleep. I was in an assembly at school. Children from my lessons were there as well. Most of the children there were girls. She asked everyone why we were here and most people (including me) replied because they were trying to get to sleep. 1 of the girls said that she was here because that she did not like it when the Cadbury company were taken over and bought from Kraft. I though that was a little bit weird to say and I looked around and realized that it was a dream because that there was a door that was never there before. I ran down the stairs and went through the door. It was a black corridor. At the end of the corridor I saw a Webkinz Seal with a first edition W. It looked a bit gray. I picked it up and suddenly my dad ran past me and pretended to be a money and stole the seal and ran off on all 4s making monkey noises. My alarm clock went off and I woke up. This was a really weird dream. No wonder I realized that it was fake!

I'm in some camp cabin, there's an audience and we're watching Roseanne Barr and that dude who plays her husband on the Roseanne show talk about their show, and people in the audience are pissed that the guy left the show or something because they missed his sandwiches. During the whole assembly there is a sandwich just chilling on stage with like 60 layers of ingredients and bread. After they are done talking they go into the audience and take a seat, then a teen girl and a teen boy go on stage and make the audience laugh for a good 5 minutes with improve, then Roseanne yells from the audience asking why they aren't eating the sandwich, so the two teens shocked grab a few layers off the sandwich, the girl got two pieces of bread with ingredients in the middle, but the boy only grabbed two pieces of bread with no ingredient in between and it pissed Roseanne and the guy off so they got up and went back onstage and shoved some of the proper bits of the sandwich down his throat, and then they threw the rest of the tall sandwich at the audience and they all fought for just a piece of it.
(I wasn't in the dream at all.)

This dream was actually pretty awesome. First of all, sometime in the beginning of the dream, I had gotten a handgun. It was really shiny. Almost chrome. I was in my high school, and I went into the gym and there was an assembly. We were all watching a movie. Then I got the attention of one of my friends and showed him the gun and he was like "Damn... o.o" And then I showed another friend, (and keep in mind, we're sitting on the gym floor), and he said "Ummm.... You should put that away..." As I was about to, someone kind of far away brought out a gun to show us, and lifted it right into the air while they were sitting down. I gave them a thumbs up, and they threw the gun to me and I caught it, but then I noticed someone out of the corner of my right eye, and tossed the gun to my friend (The second one I mentioned), and he caught it.The person I noticed out of the corner of my eye turned out to be a police officer. O_O All the while, I was trying to put my handgun away, but it was in plain sight. The officer saw my friend with the gun in his hand that I tossed to him (which kind of looked like a rifle or shotgun) and he took his nightstick and basically just bonked him on the head with it. It didn't seem like he hit him hard but it knocked him out. The officer then said something like "No more of that." and then kind of started to report the incident to everyone out loud. "We discovered an entirely different weapon on top." (meaning my gun) But before he could knock me out with the nightstick, I woke up. Kind of felt like I commanded myself to wake up too. Almost like I was lucid at the very end of the dream. What I find strange is that.... The officer's voice... I don't even know that voice... It's said that in dreams, everyone we see is someone we know or have seen one time or another... The officer... I swear I've never seen or heard this guy before until this dream. When I woke up though, I started looking for my gun for some reason. ...lol ...So yeah, once again, another semi-lucid dream. I'm having a lot of these now. Perhaps it means I'm close to becoming regularly lucid?

I was in this house looking for something when I went into a room with a contemporary feel to it. The walls were a light blue, there were metallic blue/turquoise book shelves and bright blue reading laps with posts that went all the way to the floor. The bed had a wooden frame/drawer attached and a solid black bed set. The carpet was a light brown and the walls a dark color. I though that I would like this room for my self and tried to remember whose it was. I remembered my stepbrother and was curious why he left. On the bookshelf I saw the books of something i had been watching on the TV and eagerly hunted through them. I thought this was strange. After that I heard something and went to a new room where i was told that visitors would be coming over shortly and I should look for something nice to wear. I found some clothes and tried to put them on, when the doors disappeared and a few kids I knew from the neighborhood came in. Embarrassed I hurried to another room and closed the door, but when I looked up, that door was open as well, or it wouldn't close all the way. The people we were waiting for said we had to go and I hurried elsewhere to find a place to change. I find a quite place with cream colored carpet and white walls and translucent curtains. I was alone and I saw Facebook in front of me.

I saw some pictures of many people in dresses and suits on stage. It was called Copen Cala Edu or something like that. Anyhow, when I clicked on the pictures I wound up in this fancy assembly with black and star painted walls, bright lights, red cushion chairs, and rosy tile. There were pink and white balloons everywhere, and cream colored streamers from the ceiling, and along the back of the chairs. I saw older people, younger people, and everything else, and I looked on the stage I saw the same people I had seen in the picture, and many, many people from high school, including D, P, M, BM, C, J, M, S, PT, JS, A, GM and so much more. They were dancing, and most of the woman were in jeans, 3/4 sleeve white dress shirt, and a black tie. The men were in blue grey long sleeve dress shirts, with an occasional maroon scattered here and there, and black dress pants, no ties. My eyes immediately went to who I though was D, and I watched as D did this very Ricky Martin like move, and then turned to the audience. Some woman in a black dress then came up on stage, and the group went went down to the front row of one of the sides of the assembly. I had somehow followed them with out realizing it, and then went to the other side of the room where the snacks were, (cakes, cookies, juice, tea, hors d'oeuvres like cheese and crackers, spinach dip, and mini sandwiches) and put my laptop on the table where I was trying to type about volunteering at a hospital on my Facebook status. After that i heard someone talking about an important talk coming up and I maneuvered around the assembly confused until finally asked a dark skinned DC if I could sit here.
"I don't see a sign on it." And I sat down. He asked me what I had on my lap, and i told him it was a tablet where I was talking about volunteering at a hospital, but was slightly hesitant. He said that it was "How admirable," he paused," Why be scared?" I just smiled.

Shortly thereafter I looked at the back of the seats and saw a rope. Oh was this reserved for someone, I asked, and the people behind me, said yeah, but no one showed. When I turned back around and closed my tablet, I saw people from the previous stage performance passing by. Some I didn't recognize, and the one who I had thought was D. I took his sleeve, but he didn't stop, and I noticed he looked more like BP then D. So I let go. "What was that?" Someone asked, and I smiled. "Just a dream." I woke up

I am at assembly at B-1. It is very dark in the seating area but bright orange light shines onto the stage. My friend makes me angry somehow so I go to sit alone by the window. I peek though the gap between the curtain and the wall and see children playing soccer on a grass field outside and they are wearing bright tops. I walk past the friend that made me angry and leave before everyone else. I end up at Sara's-3 house and go right in because the door isn't locked. There is like a small area where you put away umbrellas and hang up your coats and to the left a bathroom. Ahead there is a kitchen. I use the bathroom and see an electronic dictionary on the floor. I play around with it and see this name, Pork Park. I think someone must have left it and I must return it. I walk naked (bottom) outside the bathroom and then accidentally peed on the floor. Then Sara's-3 dad comes in so I rush back into the bathroom. He asks why I'm here and all and then I tell him about the electronic thing.
"Oh, it's Sue's," Sara's dad said.
"Pork Park?"
"Yes."
I see him, Asian, sitting on a couch in the lounge.