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I had a dream where I was roaming around a neighborhood. I think I was at school at some point.

I still haven't been tired enough for an FILD. I even had an alarm set for 3 a.m., but I somehow still wasn't tired.

I don't know if I slept last night. I've been having trouble with sleep for a while. I've tried drinking milk for the tryptophan, but it doesn't seem to affect me much.

During the schoolyear, I only got 4+ hours of sleep a night. Could it be that my body is so used to running on that that getting proper amounts of sleep is "overwhelming" it?

I also think excitement and enthusiasm play a part.

Friends of ours organized a big gathering of friends at fancy restaurant. We saw them there. It seemed awkward because we had not been invited. Soon after these friends invited us, just us, to same restaurant. It seems they had forgotten to invite us before. For a while I remember being confused as to what the occasion was: it seemed important, like a wedding rehearsal, but why invite just us now? Was I like a maid of honor? But we were not that close, me and the bride? And besides these friends had been married a long time already. it turned out that the important event was a food tasting. We were supposed to be like food critics, and the fancy restaurant was giving us the best food.

Side note: I had not felt well last evening so I went to bed without supper, just ate a couple slices of bread. So dreaming of food makes sense tonight. Also of note, I had to work hard to recall this dream. Almost gave up, and thought no recall this morning, and then I remembered!

Edit: Oh, and I just remembered: the food was chicken, very tasty chicken.

I tried the FILD technique last night, but I woke up after my REM state which made it so hard D: anyway I did recall some of my dreams although not in a lot of detail.

I was in my living room and some kids from my English class were doing a controlled assessment. I was the only person that didn't know what to write. My teacher kept calling her husband to come downstairs as if it was her house, and eventually went upstairs to get him.

Whilst she was upstairs this boy Kaylan opened up a bag of Haribos, I grabbed a handful and I went to my kitchen to stash the sweeties, but strangely saw my teachers husband emerging from the kitchen. He had grey hair and looked about 60, he gave me a stern look. This confused me because my English teacher is young and pretty.

Next I was in my school after hours and I was viewing a presentation with a few other children about jobs in the Army. I considered becoming a Medic in the field.

I'll try the FILD technique again, and report back tomorrow :3

In this dream My husband and I had moved back to Bloomington, Indiana. Our kids were not there and I did not notice.

Before we even managed to get settled, an older woman (not old) but older than me (perhaps my mother's age) offered to guide me through the town in her car, and I accepted. So I separated from my husband.

I don't remember all of the tour, but it was lengthy, and I remember I got little out of it

Although at one point we stopped by the library, and a young male librarian somehow figured out I was Polish, and he spoke Polish too. He brought out lots of Polish sweets. I knew that while I could handle them, I could not eat any, even though I wanted to. I unwrapped some chocolates from their foil wrapper. I asked him where the closest Polish store was. He did not know even though he had all these candy, so he went to ask someone else, but he could not figure out the answer. I apologized for messing up (unwrapping) his chocolate candy. I tried to rewrap it, but the wrapper was no longer there. So I wrapped it in a green cloth napkin instead, and left it next to the books on a counter.

We continued the town tour in a car, but I was getting bored and tired. So I told the woman, and she seemed annoyed. I explained that we just got here into town, and I had not even had a chance to walk into my own new home yet. It became clear that even though she had picked me up close to where I lived, but she was unwilling to drop me off there. I could study the bus schedule. She had a bus schedule in the car, but I could not figure out how to read it, so I got out of the car and approached a bus stop to read anothe bus schedule there. That's when I realized that I did not know my address, nor which neighborhood we lived in or how far I was.

I took out my iPhone to try to contact my husband. An app was up, and I tried to close it, but I got an endless supply of Do you want to Exit? Prompts from this app, and hitting Exit just brought up a slightly different menu with Exit as one of the options.

I heard someone call my husband's name. I saw him approaching with a group of students. Only then I realized that it was just someone who had his name, and kind of looked like him (not really).

Somehow I made it home (either scene shift or new dream). My husband and I decided to hire a prostitute who was a friend of ours by the hour to help us unpack and improve our new home. The young woman was very excited by this assignment which was a refreshing change from her usual.

Well, about 6 months ago maybe longer, I had a few friends I always hung out with.
I met them through an ex, when we broke up I kept hanging out with that group and my ex went with his original "homies" haha. There were only 2 girls in the group, me and my friend Jamie. Both of us like people. No strict gender policy. She liked me a lot and I liked her as well but she lived in another state (7 hours away) So I told her that was the reason it'd never work. But we did have a intimate relationship. We cuddled a lot and talked and it WAS amazing but I really really messed up I believe. She found out about some things later and she hated me. Or strongly disliked me I guess you could say. At the same time as me liking her, I also liked my boyfriend I have now . (this is long but its kind of important to me for a couple dreams) well Jamie and I became friends again she forgave me surprisingly . She hasn't been down since shes been upset and I am nervous to how it will go when I do see her. STUPIDLY I feel my feelings coming back for her. I think I know why that is happening though... and it's not important enough to lengthen this anymore then it already is.

She has dreams of me still both romantic and intimate. And for the first time a couple weeks ago I had my first dream about her. We were both just sitting in my friends room on a bed together just talking and enjoying each others company and with a unspoken bond growing. It felt really good..

Last night, I had dream she was down in Florida again and we were all hanging out at my friends house drinking. Jamie and I were sharing a big chair and she kept kissing me and my boyfriend just kept looking at me not really saying anything. I loved it though. I also hated it because I was almost completely sure when she sobered up she would be so mad at me for letting her kiss me after all we have been through. But it was cute little kisses she kept giving me! And a lot of them! It was the sweetest. Anyway, everyone ends up going to sleep. I decided to sleep in a different room away from everyone else. That's basically it. I told her about the dream this morning and I hate that both times I've had those dreams I wake up HAVING to tell her, at least, that she was in them.

It was a big class room. One much like the big college rooms I saw in the Spider Man movies. The class was almost empty, only about fifteen students sitting around. We were sitting in the back, where we laughed and made jokes. I was the class clown at the time but it probably wasn't a good idea for what happened next.

One of my old teachers walked in. She was my middle school math teacher her in the United States. She was no longer a teacher in the dream, she was someone who had to come in to all the classrooms and check up on the students(I'm not sure what it was about though). I didn't want to face it though. I started acting crazier around the students before she got to me.

By the time she got to me, I got out of my seat and started jumping around acting like a mad person! Everyone laughed at what I had to show, not the teachers but all the students, including my sister who there with me.

My math teacher walked up to me to check on me. I refused. She was one of the teachers in school that you're afraid of, and I was really afraid at that time! Despite my feat for her, I ran to an office in the back of the classroom to see what would happen next. She walked up to me and kindly asked to check up on me. She didn't look mad or scary, she was really nice. She also transformed in to another woman with blonde hair.

After having my checkup, it was time for break. As I was leaving the back room office, the students were still laughing at how crazy I was acting. At this time I felt it best to use one of my old man impersonations and see if I can make them laugh some more.

My sister escorted me to the rest rooms in the school. This was where the dream started to become weird. As we were walking, I noticed a sense of fear inside me when I was walking from the office towards the restroom. There were teenage boys all around. They were watching, I was scared. I made my best efforts to act differently around them, more "hard". It's the only way I can survive a little longer.

When we finally reached the restrooms, my teacher magically walked in to the walls next to the restroom doors, and disappeared. I didn't know what happened, I had to get back to the classroom.

I turned around and saw a lot more kids this time. Some of them were walking t other class, others were hanging around in the main hall I was in. I walked back towards my classroom straight in front of me and noticed the changes taking place. One of them were the familiar feeling I have when I become too "involved". I'm not sure how to describe it but I just felt like I'm doing something really wrong.

I continued walking towards the classroom. On my way there, my feet started to take in some speed. I was fast. I was so fast that even when I tried to walk slowly, it felt like I was running. I bumped in to someone big, a man. He wasn't mad at me. I thought he was. Then a scenario changed in front of me. The classroom I was in before, it was now a huge skating circle!

This skating circle only had a one way ride. Every single one of the students who entered this circle had skates. As for the skating circle, it look really beautiful. It's not too often that I see huge skating circle like this in the waking world. I had no choice but to ride on it.

I was riding around the long circle around the skating arena with a lot amount of other students. Sometimes some of the girls were having trouble staying on their skates, so they grabbed on to me and hugged to not fall. Their hugs didn't feel really special! There were times that I wanted to fall to, I remember I almost fell in a pool of water near the edge of the circle. I'm extremely afraid of water in dreams and I wasn't going to!

I skated for a little while longer and sooner or later, I finally woke up!

I fell asleep a few minutes after feeling sleepy and cold in front of the computer. I made my first appearance inside a car parked on the street my home was in. My parents had just left the car to get something from our home next to us. I sat in the front seat waiting.

I wait a while inside the car until something happened. The car suddenly turned on and the car was about to start by itself. I panicked! I quickly grabbed on to the steering wheel but as soon as I did, the car started to move backwards . I tried to control the wheel, so I wouldn't hit any houses on the narrow street. The car continued going faster. I stepped on the brakes but the car kept on going! I was doomed. I was always afraid of driving cars in my dreams. I was never sure why. Probably has to deal with how I control things in real life? Anyways, a few seconds later, the car backed up so much that I hit a tree at the end of the street. I was relieved I didn't die. Now it was time to go back home.

When I finally got back to my home, I don't remember how but, I was now inside the living room of the home. It was dark. There was a few other people in the living room at the time. All of which I've never met before. I seemed to have some kind of long relationship with them in the dream though. The light was on in the middle of the room and all 4 people(including me) were gathered around looking at some of the family photos we had on the table. I was the only one standing up and watched as my supposed father handed me pictures to look at.

It was a calm night and nothing strange really happened. The only person I remember from this scene was the father. He was about 60-80 years old. So an old man. There was one strange thing that did happen that I never noticed. All of a sudden, the family inside the living room were all crying because they had just realized that the father is dead. I was confused. I took a moment and went with the flow and cried. I cried a lot for a man I didn't even know. However, someone did manage to wipe those tears away.

A few seconds after the crying, I started to realize that the dream appeared a little foggy. I performed a technique I learned before from a page here on Dream Views. It was the rubbing of hands. I rubbed both my hands together to make the dream clearer. After that, I noticed a little bit of awareness of being inside a dream. I used this extra time to summon someone whom I hold close to my heart. I immediately thought of my old friend Quynh. I faced the living room closet right next to the bedroom, and tried to summon by calling out her name and believing she was beyond the bathroom in the hallway. I walked behind the corner of the hallway and saw no one there. I attempted it one more time, but this time I extended my arm.

I walked over and faced the closet, turned around with my right hand behind me and I yelled out, "Quynh!" in confidence. A few seconds later, I felt a touch. A hand. When I turned around, I saw Quynh! I would've never known I'd see her at this time.

I got closer to her but as I did, she suddenly went on running towards the two rooms in the back. I held on to her and noticed a change in her appearance. She was synchronizing in to her self like in Assassin's Creed. I followed her over to my parents' bedroom and noticed her crying. She was crying for something. She was heading towards the room in the far back but I grabbed her shoulders with both of my hands and turned her. This was not Quynh. Yeah, she had Quynh's old clothing from high school but the face of the girl in this dream was the old girl I liked back in middle school. Why? I was disappointed that I never got to see her this time.

Although, it was not Quynh, I still had some affection for this beautiful looking woman. She was crying and all I wanted was to try and make her feel better. I felt as if I had to help her out, so I can stop seeing all of these tears coming out of her eyes! It was heart breaking. I slowly walked her over closer to the hallway but stopped just before that. I stared at her and watched her cry a bit more. "Why are you crying?" I asked. She had her eyes closed and spoke out, "I'm pregnant!" I then woke up, wondering what it all meant...

As i'm already poor at recalling dreams (i literally remember one a month, since before starting lucid dreaming) i really want to change that and acheive this, I am putting all my effort into it and have researched the matter for some while now.

I have gained a lot of valuable information not only through this site but through others including videos on YouTube and sites similar to this.

I have my dream journal at my bedside with a pen, I have dream written on my hand. I have notes on my phone that go off every hour that say dream. I'm doing everything in my power to conquer this feat.

I'm hoping that by using this website it will allow me to continue to think about lucid dreaming which will in-turn, help me to lucid dream.

I don't know if i'm doing it right in all honesty, but this morning, i woke up (keeping my eyes shut and staying in my usual sleeping position, as instructed) and all i could think about was dragging a dead baby out of a bin or something along them lines. Weird, i know. But meh, i was happy to have at least have something on my mind whilst awakening. So i wrote it down.

After waiting a few minutes i left my bed and trundled down stairs. Then i remembered even more, words can't describe how happy i was to have actually remembered something. But all i remember was a lot of weed (marijuana) on the floor, all ground up. I can't remember any emotions, but it's almost like i'd dropped a load and it was on the floor, maybe at the bottom of some stairs.

Thinking about this, who's to say i didn't just make it up? The dead baby thing? When i woke up just to give myself some sort of satisfaction that i'm making progress. Either way, i'm quite happy with this. going from probably 2% dream recall to having one straight after i started teaching myself to lucid dream. It makes me excited to continue and i hope i accomplish what i've set out to do.

Lucid Dream Dream Non Dream

I dreamt i was going to the cinemas with my ex-boyfriend and my family, we were looking at all the posters and were excited, just as everyone was going to get chocolates and such i really needed to go toilet so i went. When i got there, there were to entrances to different toilets but i couldn't see what pictures they were so i sat down on the floor and concentrated, for a second i thought it was the males because it was a sign i didn't recognise but then i saw that there was an arrow pointing to the males toilets across. So i got up and went into this one and saw that you had to pay to get in. So i got my bag and started going through it to find change but i wasn't sure exactly how much i needed. A couple in front of me were putting in there money so i decided to just put the same amount as them. Anyway, so i got my turn and started putting in money and people started to line up behind me, i pushed a button and all this stuff came out of the dispenser, like keys and money + i had all this stuff from my bag all over the table under it. By now there was a huge line behind me and everyone was getting frustrated, i tried to rush but there was just so much stuff.. i kept leaving the table and realising i left something behind and having to go back. FINALLy i got in the bathroom and there were a mix of people everywhere. I went into one of the stalls and realised there were someone elses stuff in there, but no person, but the person was behind me and she left the stall. I locked the door and looked around and realised the sides of the stall were see through and you could see everyone in there stalls and everyone could see me.. i was so frustrated i REALLY needed to go to the bathroom and everyone was around... and i don't remember the rest.

So, I've been looking around for other people who have consistent LD's every night and i found a couple But, it's weird because I was reading their dream journal and a lot of other peoples dream journals and a lot of their dreams are from movie scenes. Now for me, that never happened unless I memorized a movie scene and wanted to think about it while i was sleeping and then watch it in my mind..which is pretty weird. In fact, i usually make up my own dreams into a series. I dunno, I was just wondering if it was me or if people were lying.....

04.03.2011

Glasses Classroom (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Log: 11:00pm Friday, march 3-4th, 2011
6:00am
Hours: 7:00m Alarm: 6:00am Natural Awakening: 4:30am

The first dream starts out as i walk into a class late. I had my flippy glasses on and as i sat down the teacher told me to take them off. I took them off and we got started. After a minute, he told me to take them off, and i was confused because i thought i did... But i didn't apparently. It happened one more time and by now, i was laughing and so were the other kids inthe class, and the teacher. It was funny. Then it ended.

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04.03.2011

Choir Running Singing (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This second dream started in the hallway near the band and choir rooms. All of the choir plus Jacob was there, and we were all running and singing at the same time. We sang one song, then starting singing Poker Face by Lady Gaga. I remember specifically singing it, it was weird... But we kept going and kept singing until we got to the ramp. We went down it and into the West Atrium. There were many people, and they were confused about why we were singing, but they also started to realize and get happy about the fact that they got a show. Jaocb wanted to sing a specific song, so he needed someone's phone to look it up. He got someones, and it was fancy and big, and he searched and found it, and the one he chose was that which contained a funny Japanese man singing a very annoying tune, but as it played, and my brain comprised a song to play, it was more of a techno song and i could never hear the Japanese man. And then it ended.

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04.03.2011

Hugs and Warmth (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

The was one of the best dreams i have had in a while, it was so simple, yet so amazing. I was in my room with Izzie, and we had been hanging out or something previously. It was casual and nothing was really going on, but it was nice. It seemed as if it was time to go now, and we were heading out. I was giving her a hug, and it was nice, but i said, " Oh, come on, you can do better than that!" So i squeezed her tight and she squeezed back and it was very close, and very warm. We both smiled and walked dowstairs. Jacob and Megan were in the basement and they were talking about how Megan needed to get home and she might have to take the bus, we were simpathetic and all trying to figure out how we could get her there. We thought of going with her on the bus, but we didn't. I cannot remember the dicisionwe finally came to. And then the dream ended.

I had a terrible dream. The gist of it, last night, was that I had the illusion of being incredibly tall and yet no one else could see that I was tall. In the entire dream, I was unable to walk properly, things were so unbalanced, and I could barely even sit in a chair. It got progressively worse toward the end of my dream where I started falling on the floor and could not seem to stand. My balance was so terrible and it felt like I was almost coming out of my skin.

Then, my husband woke me in real life. I got out of bed feeling terribly weak and unable to think straight. I felt like my body wasn't proportioned correctly. The rest of the day, until I took a nap, I was completely miserable and uncomfortable. It is hard to explain but it was as if my body was a suit and I had it on wrong. Gosh! That sounds weird, I know. It was such a weird day.