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None of these dreams are complete in detail. Transitions are missing and a lot of them had beginnings that I simply can't recall now. It took me over 15 minutes from getting up from bed to write any of these down here because of difficulty getting up and slightly different morning routine.

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Dream Fragment:

Very short fragment. There's a brand new office building of some kind. It has an odd shape, has a very 80s,90s feel to it for me. Then someone has apparently ordered some sort of bespoke building plating. A woman, I think, she's very happy about it and goes "yeah, instant bunker baby!" or something like that. The somewhat thin metal plating is plaited and somehow unfolds itself around the building and fits perfectly over every single side. I remember walking around it to see or something.

The woman then throws a bomb right at the brand new plating. It makes a small explosion, no more than a few yards in radius and doesn't break anything off, but some cracks appear on the plating and underneath it. Despite the fact that the plating is metal, it looks translucent and is a dark tan. I find it curious but don't spend too much time thinking about it. (Years ago I had some translucent plastic spoons that had an electro-plated metal finish of some sort, which gave them a translucent metallic look. The dark tan is familiar from a number of tinted glasses I remember seeing in buildings I visited in the 90s.)

Anyway, she's really disappointed now, asking how could the small blast get through like that. She insisted it was supposed to be virtually indestructible but then some sort of interface overlay appeared in my vision as if in a game and I inspected the plating and it had a little icon that when inspected stated "Highly Resistant Material". I felt she had hyped herself into believing this plating was more durable than it actually was. I remember passing thoughts of how nothing is indestructible.

Dream Fragment:

In some sort of classroom. Me and someone else, maybe H, are there first with the teacher. The teacher doesn't look much older than us and she seems familiar somehow now, but is purely a dream character. Possibly an anima-type construct. There's a chalkboard. There are small metal-legged, chipboard tables, covered with plastic veneer. The setting is very familiar from my childhood. Somehow I don't remember the chairs exactly, but they were probably fibreglass ones.

The room feels dark, but it seems to be day outside. Only a small amount of light gets in from some windows. We are at some table over by the far right end corner of the room.

Then some students arrive. I don't have any thoughts about it in the dream, but realise now that they were former classmates from when I was around 12-15. The lights are on now, I think. I remember turning back to my left and looking at someone else and then approaching for some reason. To get something of mine that was borrowed? Not sure. But then I go over to another table, more crowded, surrounded by a group, and there I grab something, but somehow my way is now blocked and instead of asking for room to get past, I crawl under the table. At this point I notice somewhat clearly that I'm wearing a hoody, a cream coloured one, that I probably would have worn back then but still have now; but I felt the age I am now.

I crawled out from under the side of this group table, somehow not getting kicked at all even by accident.

The rest of the dream's detail is missing.

Dream Fragment:

Me and H were at home, in the kitchen. The room seemed bigger than it actually is, including the ceiling height, which in reality is already over two people's height combined. The lights were on and the curtain roll was down on the window.

I don't remember what we were doing when suddenly we were stepping into the hallway for a bit and lights started flickering, out of sync with each other. They'd go really dim or completely out. H was really confused by this and I was finding it odd. We didn't have any high-power things on. One of the lights started making a loud repeating clicking noise, I think the fluorescent light in the kitchen or some other fluorescent light that doesn't actually exist. But in my mind at that point I thought it was a relay for whatever reason.

I told H to try and find out what was going on, as I was getting worried the clicking noise was actually something shorting out and sparking. He told me to turn everything off, so I went to the electric trips board and (impossibly) moved it into the middle of the kitchen, where I had a look at it with some light. I forced the RCD to trip and that turned mostly everything off except one light somewhere and H was disappointed but came over and I told H to see for himself what he wanted to do. He flicked some other trips and then everything was completely off.

Then there was some knocking at the door. We were finding this all very odd and I couldn't imagine who it was. I was about to answer the door but tentatively waited. I saw through the front room window ( in the dream more like a mini conservatory thing than the flat windowed wall of reality) a man going to next door's and knocking there. The neighbours answered and had a little chat with him, and he was saying how he was sick of all these electrical noises he kept hearing on and on for days coming from someone else's house. I thought to myself "I couldn't agree more" or something to that effect.

The man looked like Haymitch from the Hunger Games, but fatter and somewhat older. In the dream I realised he was one of the neighbours further to the left, past our direct neighbour on the left. It seemed to be daytime but rather desaturated and gloomy outside.

I think I told H about what I saw and then wondered who the hell was causing all this. I forget the rest of the dream.

Dream Fragment:

At a church, not sure who else is there exactly but Fry from Futurama was there. He was saying random things and somehow the congregation was loving him and he was getting ordained. I remember him saying "W-what? I'm not even trying to be nice at this point!", clearly upset that despite some purposefully obnoxious actions he was still being praised, when it wasn't at all what he wanted.

Remember little from this dream except that the visuals were all a bit odd, like my head was hanging low. I remember there was a pipe organ in this church.

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No side notes, but made some notes in-line with the dream content.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

A scene like Charlie's Angels, with mom or friends. We are leaving some restaurant or BnB and some bad dudes are coming in and we notice them. We pretend to leave but we just park our cars strategically out of sight and stay behind to watch them and then do something to interfere with their plans.

Some love story between some young lady and a young guy. They lie naked in bed, there is so much love. Some day he becomes paralyzed, no reaction, lifeless. Everybody comes to pay respects thinking he is dead, but she refuses to bury him. She sings for him, talks to him, everyone thinks she's gone nuts, but he is not decomposing. Then one day he slowly starts regaining movement and tries to communicate, but there's lots of people in the house. There is one guy who has always hoped to conquer the love of the lady and she is considering maybe allow him in her life. Meanwhile the guy in the bed has gained awareness and his moving his hands, trying to make some noise to get her attention. He is not having much success so he uses telekinesis and starts throwing things around and making a mess. Then I see this story is a movie I am watching and it goes to commercials. My mom sends me a message, needs me to pick her up and take her somewhere, so I stop watching the movie and go get her in a tiny bike.

I am attending my guru's teachings, it's the last day and everybody is dressed up and I am not. But I am in my hotel room and start trying amazing dresses. I take so long to choose one, that meanwhile everybody's gone. Then the yellow dress that I chose becomes a kind of evil suit that grows green tissue over my skin, including a hoodie over my head. I look in the mirror and I look like a scary elf. I rip it off, but it grows back again and again. I am freaking out.

Then it gets dark and I am on the streets, sitting on a bench. Two cars from some gang pass by slowly. I avoid eye contact but one guy comes out and looks interested in me. I get up and start walking away. I look back and a guy starts throwing knives at me. I dodge all the knives, then escape to some alley but he keeps coming. He comes closer, but then sits down and hints that he won't hurt me. I hide behind some wall but peak to see what he is all about. He takes out some candy, like waffle with chocolate and ice cream. I dislike but accept and eat along with him. He asks questions, we talk nonsense. Then some girl joins, talks about hard life in the hood, we agree it will get much worse in the near future. Then everybody is running on the street and saying "You don't know? It's Patricia." And we go to the end of the street and see a projection in the sky honoring the fallen from the Hunger Games. Then this girl takes me in. She rescues and nurses mutant and monstrous animals, but they are actually adorable creatures. She puts to bed a kind of centipede with many heads that looks like a plush toy. I cuddle the centipede and all its heads jump on me and lick me like puppies and dozens of other creatures appear jumping and get all over me. So cute.

One of us will win the contest and escape, and the rest of us will be doused with gasoline and burned to death.

Oh, it hurts. It hurts a lot.

This entry is going to differ a little from the usual simply because something fairly odd happened to me last night. I've never heard/read of it happening (though I am sure it is a regular occurrence) ,so I'm not certain as to what to call it. In any case, I'm going to describe what took place and maybe someone can shed some light on it

I am sitting down at a table, in a café. Looking around me, the colour of the walls strike me as lovely, being a warm and inviting orange. The establishment itself looks very comfortable, typical of the south of France or Spain. The tables were round and white, the floor was marble, with the counter facing the entrance. I was sitting away from it, a little removed from the customers. The happy chatter and laughter, the clatter of cutlery and general bustling of life which emanated from my surroundings just made the sunny afternoon feel even more like summer, and it lulled me gradually to sleep. I had been using the café as a place to study, seeing as it was also where I worked. Now far too tired to carry on, I fold my arms on the table and rest my head upon them. Feeling strangely comfortable, I fall asleep.

This is where it gets a bit weird.

Before me stands a woman, dressed as Katniss from the Hunger Games. I know it isn't her, but I don't know who she is either. She smiles and beckons to me, telling me to come towards her without actually saying a word. I begin to do so, but stop midway. She frowns as realisation dawns on me. This is a dream! Grinning I congratulate myself on finally becoming lucid. This new found lucidity leads me to thinking the following; This is a dream. Therefore, I know I can manipulate the environment! More determined than ever, I pull myself out of the fake Katniss dream and back into the café dream. I then proceed to pull the fake Katniss out with me, so that we both end up in the café. The issue here is that given the fact that I thought the fake Katniss dream was a dream, I reasoned that the café must be real. I essentially genuinely believed that I had managed to bring my dream character to life through lucidity. What is even weirder is the fact that I was completely unrestrained by any dream plot or narrative. I could do what I wanted. It was definitely a completely different atmosphere to my usual, non lucid dreams. Anyway, throughout the rest of the dream, we chat happily about various things, whilst drinking coffee. I realise that as soon as my attention wanes away from her, fake Katniss begins to disappear. For this reason, I feel compelled to remain with her until the dream ends.

Well, there you have it. I still don't fully understand what went on, but it was a lot of fun!

Yes, you read the title right! Let me elaborate.

(Throughout this one dream, I woke up maybe 3 times, and managed to pick up where I left off when falling asleep.)

I'm in my mother's car; we're driving down the motorway at full speed. I'm not too sure where we're headed, but I don't mind. I've always liked surprises. Watching the trees bordering the road whizz past, I wonder how it had come to be just mom and me, alone again. I hear her say something, which cuts me out of my daze. I can't recall her exact words, but I do know that what she said angered me a great deal. She carries on, her voice getting increasingly loud, and I retort as best I can, letting her know my disagreement. Over the next few minutes, this escalates, and suddenly, I know that I can no longer remain with her. I have to leave. I have to get away, right now, right this minute. The sense of urgency which grips me pushes me to the extreme, and I grasp the door handle, ready to launch myself out. She sees this, and speeds up. I look out my window at the ground, knowing that jumping out now would be too dangerous. A thought occurs to me. Red lights. She's going to have to stop at some point. Although still tense, I wait for the inevitable, hoping that it would come sooner rather than later. Anticipation floods through me as a familiar luminous red dot advances towards us. Readying myself, I grip the handle tighter. The car doesn't slow down, however, but maintains its speed. Just like that, it drives past the light. Closing my eyes in desperation, I resolve to jump out as soon as she slows down even a little. Not even a minute later, knowing that the window of opportunity to escape is about to close, I open the door and launch myself onto the tarmac.

Collecting painful bruises and burns from the tumble, I gasp. I am thankful for one thing though; not having been ran over. Running for my life in the opposite direction to the one we had been driving in, I go as fast as my legs can carry me. Occasionally, I crouch behind well placed trees or bushes, somehow hoping that this will help. I have no idea as to where I am, or where I should be going; the only thing on my mind right now is to keep going. Far away, as far as I could go. By this point, I realise that I am being pursued, and that my mother had in fact not been my real mother, but rather an agent posing as her. Distraught, but still driven by fear, I come to a shell petrol station. Figuring that it should be safe, I hide out there for an hour or two and rest a little, before pushing forward once more. Eventually, around the end of the afternoon, I come across a gigantic shopping centre, very modern and luxurious looking. After walking around aimlessly, I spot two women, also looking fairly lost. I make a beeline for them, recognising the look of fear in their eyes. They were being pursued too. After a brief chat, we come up with a plan, albeit a fairly strange one. Aware of the fact that a fashion show for bridal wear is due to occur in the very near future, we figure that we could hide out by posing as models for it. After all agreeing to this, we search for wedding dresses which we can use as disguise. A particular shop draws my attention. Calling the other two, I enter it.

The odd thing was the complete lack of staff. No cashier, customers, or anyone for that matter. This was beyond abnormal, particularly for a shop of this calibre. Every which way I look, I can see glass chandeliers, ornate mirrors and glittering ornaments. The entire space bathes in a dim glow, making it seem all the more magical. On one side, near an alcove, was a clothes rail, on which hung at least 20 beautiful wedding dresses. Looking at them, it was clear that each wedding dress had been designed with a particular country or culture in mind. One caught my eye in particular. I couldn't tell you why it did however. I delicately remove it from the rest and set about finding a changing room. A few minutes and some faffing about later, I emerge, and walk carefully to a nearby mirror (somehow the changing rooms didn't have any). My reflection feels not like my own; even my hair and make-up had magically improved. The dress itself resembles a kaftan (traditional Moroccan type of dress), predominantly white with some gold embroidery depicting intricate patterns. I smooth my hands over the material, in an attempt to reassure myself that the gown is real (ironic huh?).

Following this, I walk out through a side door, only to be greeted by darkness. I keep walking forward, unsure as to what I would find. Gradually, the wide corridor which I have been walking down lightens a little, meaning that I can finally see my surroundings. On my right and left lie various set pieces, dismantled painted backdrops, broken spotlights and props. My pace slows as I notice a figure. A man, sitting down, haunched slightly, his arms resting on his thighs. Next to him was a small and simple table. As I got closer, he looked up and gasped, his mouth hanging open. His reaction makes me laugh, as I recognise who he is, and remember who I am. Peeta (The hunger games) smiles, stands up, and says; 'You're beautiful Katniss' I can't help but smiling, looking down at myself. A part of me wondered why he had called me by that name, but it was so small that I didn't question it further. He takes my hand, and I remember what today is. Our wedding day. He looks at me, without saying a word. After a minute, he whispers, 'I was thinking...I can disguise Gale to look like me...I know I can pull it off. Everyone will think you're marrying me but...Both you and Gale will know. At least that way, I won't ruin any more of your life.' Behind his words lay a lot of sadness which he had failed to hide. A lump lodged in my throat, I hug him. I already know that I'm going to refuse his offer. I pull back and...

*BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP*

I wake up with a start, only to immediately fall back to sleep. I see myself back with Peeta, this time knowing that I am in a dream. Excited at the prospect of LDing, I can feel myself smile, and start looking around me, touching what I can see, so as to ground myself within the dream.

*BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP*

Stupid alarm was on snooze. I was not pleased, and felt annoyed for the rest of the day. I was so close!

PS: If you've made it this far down, seriously, congrats!

I had a dream that (it was my high school swim team again, along with my family) and we were in the sanctuary at the church where I went to preschool. Everyone was wearing their church clothes. The pastor pressed a button on this remote and a projector screen thingy came out. He turned on this video with fishermen fishing on a boat. Then, he started talking about when Jesus told His disciples who were fishing on a boat to pull up the net, and they didn't believe Him at first, but they did it. Then, the pastor went behind us and pushed the pews! He pushed us into the video! When we all sat up, we realized we were on the boat in our church clothes. The fishermen immediately told us to help them fish. It made me think of District 4 in the Hunger Games. My whole high school swim team was pulling on the net to bring up the fish, and it was CRAZY heavy. Meanwhile, this guy who's a junior on the team named Cyrus was playing his piccolo, and a fisherman told him to stop and Cyrus shouts, "No way, Jose!" so the fisherman made him walk the plank. "I'm a swimmer, you know," says Cyrus, "I'm not gonna drown!" Then his ex-girlfriend named Audrey who's the fastest swimmer on the girls team declares, "He's Cyrus Wallis, he can do anything!" The fishermen push Cyrus off the plank, and then they demand us to get back to work. We look down below to see Cyrus swimming the breaststroke into the huge net. Between him and the fish, it's extremely heavy, but we manage to pull Cyrus up to the surface and onto the boat. He's dripping wet, but we don't care. The fishermen ask us why he's on the boat, and we just say, "I don't know?" Then, they make us grab the live fish and throw them into the fryer alive. The fish were flopping around and they were hard to grab, so my friend on the team named Madeleine Brownfield let me use this trident like what Finnick Odair uses in Catching Fire. The fishermen get the fish out of the fryer and put them on paper plates for us to eat. The fish are whole, eyes and all. Madeleine and I both get a gross-looking plate of a whole entire fried seahorse and some slimy seaweed. We don't want to eat it, so we toss it overboard and then suddenly, we are back at the church. My dad is sitting on my lap. The End.

I dreamed that my aunt decided that my grandparents needed a new house, so while they were all out in town, she had their old house demolished and a new one built in its place. It was an incredibly fancy and stylish Frank Lloyd Wright style home, and my grandparents really liked it.

Then I was walking down a dirt road next to some woods. there was a small group of guys walking in front of me. One of them had a pie, and all the rest wanted a piece. But the guy refused to give them any. When they became increasingly insistent on having some, he shot off off into the woods next to the road and disappeared.

Then the grown-up Andy from Toy Story 3 was wanted to be the starring character in a new soap opera. He declined the role, much to everyone's disappointment. He was in sort of an apartment complex. As he left the meeting with the soap opera people, he walked past the open door of a day care. A young toddler was sort of crawling out the door, and as Andy walked past, it sort of reached out its arms and gave a small cry of want and desire. As if it really wanted him to star in the soap opera. But somehow the toddler's actions touched my heart, and I started crying really hard. I cried and cried as I followed Andy.

Andy went up a long flight of stairs into the upper level of the apartment. He got to the top and went inside a door. I could see him through a window. His grandmother appeared and gave him an after-dinner mint, and anxiously asked where his sister was.

There were two VFX companies that were widely renowned for their superb visuals. To everyone's surprise, the two companies decided to merge and become one huge amazing company. I dreamed they made a commercial for their new company, and I was somehow in it. All the famous characters from their previous films came flying out of the sun and collided with the other company's characters. The result was an awesome explosion with lens flares and lots of glamour. (Yes, as a filmmaker, I'm into visual effects companies. :p)

Then I dreamed about the opening scenes of the Hunger Games. (I've never seen the film, by the way.) I dreamed that Katniss's father was an alcoholic man who made beer off in the woods in a trailer. She was selected for the Hunger Games. The judges told her to go off into the woods and get ready. She went away.

What followed was a beautiful ethreal sequence. Strange long women in bright colored dresses wove in and out of sunlit trees, singing low. They swayed back and forth, like the women were made of rope. I dreamed Katniss was there, and was bathing in a spring. It was embarrassing. Suddenly, a horn blew in the distance and she looked up anxiously. It was time to get back to head quarters, and she had taken too long.

Then it was several days later. Katniss had just completed a task, and for some reason she needed information from a spy. So she and a judge went off on a rainy evening to find him. The spy was literally a mole. He lived underground, and all you could see of him was his head, because they had dug away the earth around it so they could talk with him. Katniss needed information, but the spy was reluctant to give it to her. She got increasingly stern with him, and he enigmatically replied, "But this was our first breakup! Not even your precious boyfriend survived the last task!" But at last he relented and gave her a reel-to-reel recording.

Katniss went off and tried to decipher the message, but she couldn't because the recording was of a person speaking "in the language of trees".

Went to bed at around 22:45. One of the first dreams of the night.

I was in some kind of ruins with mines around. I had gone there with the people of my class because or Maths teacher brought us there. I started looking around, and found that in the carts of some rails that led to the mines were dead bodies. I started to suspect that there was something going on in there, but I didn't say anything. Then, our teacher said that we had to go somewhere, and took us to some kind of big room underground. There, she reveals that she brought us there because we were going to take part in the hunger games, and that we can't escape. I look behind me and see a policeman that is guarding the entrance of the room, and think: "Why can't we leave if there is only one person preventing us from leaving, and we are around 30 people?" The teacher continues talking and says that this game isn't just for fun, it is to investigate some scientific matters and that we will contribute to science enormously.

Dream skips, or at least don't remember what comes here.

All the class accepted to participate in the hunger games, and I had decided to ally with a partner of my class. We are in a living room, and I know that we have to eat or drink something, because everything that we drink or eat gives us experience points that wwe can use to buy equipment for the games. I also know that there is almost no time, so I quickly go to the kitchen (the house was like my grandmother's house) and grab two big bottles of juice. I go back to the living room and throw one to my ally, and I start drinking the other. After finishing drinking, we have a little more of 12.000 experience points, and I know that there is no time to eat anything anymore, so we have to buy equipment quickly. We go to a table that is on the room, and some other people start calling us saying that we are late. My ally goes there, and I quickly grab something I don't remember and some red dices that look normal, even though I know they have a secret function I don't know.

Dream skips again, but I know we've been traveling to the place where the hunger games will take place.

I am in front of a mine, and the game master is telling us the rules that will be used today. We will all start with a lot of grains in the hands that will make difficult grabbing things, and will explode easily littering our hands of purulence. I am wondering that if the game will have real death chance, and I try to recall if the teacher said if this was for real or if we wouldn't die. I also look at a board that tells us the rules. Between them, I read that this games will have buffs and debuffs, like videogames. Then, a girl near there that was born and raised near the place of the games (I don't know who was exactly and where exactly was, I only know that), said:
"If you think this is chaotic, you don't know what it is to grow because of a buff, and not because you are a child"
Then, the game master of the games said that the games are about to begin, and that we should get prepared. In that moment, the dream ends and I wake up.

I put the dream down in my DJ, do SSILD and fall asleep again, and I have a dream related to FFXIII in which I was Lighting trying to escape from the Coccoon. I remember good part of it, but it wasn't especially good. I had a sword and an assault rifle, but I didn't fight or anything D:

Castle dream 10/18
I don't remember much, just being in another country looking at this huge castle owned by my grandparents, then coming home and seeing a huge mansion where another family member lived.

Quest 10/18
This was sort of a mix of Heroes of Olympus and The Hunger Games. Seven people, including me, had to go on a quest. Actually, this is more like the Tri-wizard tournament, where they all come in, but only one can win. I remember looking around and there was about 3 guys and 4 girls. The portal to start the quest was through my closet. Someone said something about grabbing a hook to go through. I am second in line, watching the first person go through. They touch something then walk through an invisible gateway. Now it's my turn. I go into the closet, and try touching hooks on hangers utterly failing, then I reach for a pair of antlers at the top of my closet, and nothing happens. I grab a few different "hooks" and try walking forward, only to hit the wall of my closet.

I wake up, then go back to sleep, and see 3 girls flying on giant birds. Actually, I only see two, but I know there are three. One starts humming a familiar tune, then the other scolds her telling her NOT to hum, as it is very annoying. The girl in the back tries throwing the humming one off to rid competition only to have it backfire and fall off herself.
I wake back up and go back to sleep. This time I am lucid.

I try completing one of my goals, but nothing is working. I see a circular castle tower and try removing the top off with Telekinesis but it doesn't work. I try flying, but I can not take off. I decide to continue with the dream. I have 5 others with me, and one spots this small house. We go inside. They all sit on couches while I go to the kitchen. I see my brother eating salad and my mom has a small pizza in front of her, cut into 4 pieces. I go to grab one, but then get picked up by my dad by the scruff of my neck. He sits me into the living room and asks what we have done so far, what we are doing, and what we will do, battle plans. I get woken up shortly after.

Creatures from the other side 10/20
I was in this grocery store with my brother and after getting a few things I see this door in the corner of the store. Various black strage shaped things go inside and outside, with others on waiting chairs outside the door. The door reads "Employees only." After watching for a bit, the dream ends.
There was more, I just don't remember.

Short dream before waking 10/21
I was told I did not have to take a shower and was wondering why not, then I got woken up by my mom... telling me to take a shower.

Tubing 10/22
I walked into a lake then realizing I couldn't swim. Well done genius. Luckily I found an inner tube. I laid on it and floated on the water relaxing until the dream ended

Church remodel 10/22
The church I go to had a completely new look to it. Irl they are working on a new worship center. I remember the entrance looking real cool, with glass etc. There was a coffee shop inside with an interesting floor. The coffee shop was really suspicious, and a name I had never heard of before. There was more, but alas, it has faded.
There was a lot more, I just don't remember because it has been a few days. :/

Abandoned store 10/23
Me, my mom, and my bro walk up to this strip mall. Once inside, on the left side I see this abandoned store with no signs, no security, nothing. The doors have like 3 strips of rubber over the door in a horizontal fashion. I squeeze inside, and find some cool stuff inside. But there are no tripwires, no locked doors, no price tags, no cameras. I take some stuff and walk back out. I remember at one point seeing 3-4 pizzas, and tasting one. It was really good tasting, and filling. We went back to the store at a later time and it got a name on it, with someone inside, but no items inside. They say they lost all their stock and can no longer open.
I know there was more to this.

The bar 10/23

I worked at a that gives you patches the more you drink. The more you buy their alcohol the better rewards you receive.
This too was a very detailed dream, but I forgot.

A minecraft store 10/23
There is this mall owned by an admin on a minecraft server I used to play, and I looked around seeing my and my brother's shops. Nostalgia hits since the shops no longer exist. I remember at one point looking outside seeing everything colored gray. There was this pyramid and many mannequin looking things come off of it and walk toward the mall. They come inside and walk inside clothes displays inside the mall. One looked like Beethoven the dog as a statue inside of some clothing.

Working at a school 10/26
I walk into this school that only has one room. There is the teachers desk, various student desks, and then a small chair and chalkboard in the corner. Turns out I work here, but never come in for work. I should be there 5 days a week, but I come in maybe 1-2 times a week, or whenever I feel. The teacher says she doesn't really need my help, but wont fire me. However, I won't get paid unless I show up. She tells me I could very well sit in a corner and play my laptop, I just have to be there. I sit in the corner and wait, then this other guy comes in. The teacher and this guy discuss this book that I happen to have with me. They tell me I must study this book and recite things from it. I get pissed off that I have to actually do work. After work I return home to a trailer park. I see two people that look like bulk and skull from power rangers, so I follow. I see this huge stage, and almost everyone on stage is dressed in all blue. There is a guy in the middle getting a helmet put on. I look around and see a couple of people dressed in red and many people dressed in yellow. I conclude this is a power rangers convention or something. As I take in my surroundings two guys dressed in red signal me their way. Guess I'm a red ranger. The two that look like bulk and skull walk by us and the dream ends.

Assasin's creed III Time travel 10/27
I get the game Assassin's Creed III (Never played an assassin's creed game irl) while helping out my parents with storage stuff. If I recall correctly, I am taking things out of storage, and then my grandparents' friends come over with food and the game. I start playing the game (I am part of the story, instead of just watching a screen) and I am on a dark street. I see these collectibles and information bubbles, but I walk right past them, collecting some coins. I eventually go back to collect more coins, then get killed by something. I realize the game is set near the end of the game, right before the final boss. I reset the game, and find myself in an empty old room. I look in the closet, and there are tons of shelves, but they are all empty. I notice the whole room is just...empty. I see one bookshelf with stuff on it, but it is full of dust.

Someone comes in and tells me what is going on. Turns out I am dead. Not only that, I died in August and it is now December. I was resurrected. I remember nothing about my past, but I do not feel I belong here. I go downstairs, and talk to some people. I am in the 1800s. People know me and wonder where my memory went and why I don't remember anything. I remember doing things others thought was strange, because I am from the 21st century but present in the 19th century.
Everything is so strange to me. I remember having like 4-5 powers. One was taking chakra from people, one was giving. Then there were 2-3 types of stuff I could send shooting out of my fingers at people. One was purple, one was red. I forget what they did. At one point I had like 4 swords. One was slightly longer than a butcher knife, and I gave it away. Another was actually two swords, twin swords. They were also kinda short, but they were curved and looked really cool. Another was a longer sword, one that I truly loved. It had an amazing design on it, and I held it well.
There was a lot of fights in the dream, lots of action. I recall at one point being given 4 books to read, all 300-400 pages, but with big text. I was told to read them all, out loud, in that day for story time.
Lastly, at one point there is this man that appears to be Gandalf, but I am not completely sure. He has a large, white beard and a huge cloak on. He staggered about a foot or two higher than me. He is talking to this enemy who says that he was here first. This is his people's land not ours. According to him we should not be here. We were in this huge ship that looked like it was crashed outside the village. Gandalf says that he has a boat in the West, one in the South, one in the East, and one in the North, in the wide open area of the North Pole. He explains where the other three are, but i forget what he said. The enemy then seemingly kills Gandalf. I then put a wand to the guy's neck and say "Avada Kedavra!" And he falls over dead. Gandalf wakes up and asks what I have just done, and that they had just called a truce. The dream ends.

Non-dream Dream

I am in a world sort of like the Hunger Games except instead of having to fight to the death we are all forced into a swimming competition. I am undergoing intense swimming training and competition in brutal conditions. There are dead bodies and blood in the water. I meet a cute black girl during training and we fall in love. I comfort her and help her through the brutality. The judges begin to fall in love with us. We both win the competition against all odds and we give speeches to each other at the ceremony in front of the whole world. Everyone loves us and we have our first kiss in front of everyone. At the end we go our separate ways. I have her phone number. I desperately want to text her to just have lunch or something - to have a chance at a life together. I hesitate because I notice my wedding ring on my hand then I wake up.

This was truly an epic dream and I recalled it in great detail every time I woke up throughout the night. I chose to enjoy it and try to continue it (which I did) every time I woke up instead of writing notes down. Therefore I forgot most of the details but I woke up with strong feelings of true love. Very powerful.

Other people in the dream: brother, wife, IA

Non-dream Dream

Dream 1:

I am at work and I step into my bosses office. He asks me to present on something that I'm not too familiar with and he only gives me 6 hours to prepare. It was basically like "Oh by the way I want you to present this later today." He made the slides for me but I was so busy all day I didn't get a chance to review them. I am basically going up there blind. I recall following my boss on my motorcycle to get to the presentation. There are not too many people at the presentation but it is a huge auditorium - it almost looks like a church. All I remember is watching myself give the talk from the seats and I was TANKING the presentation. Nobody cared though.

Dream 2:

I am in the hunger games (again) with my wife - this time it is in a city. There are 24 contestants like usual but we are among the general population. My wife and I form a pact with some other contestants so we would have a chance against the careers. But when the strongest career approaches us our "friends" back out and run. The career chases my wife and I. I get her to safety and the career chases me to the beach. I manage to cut his arms off (SOMEHOW) and I drown him in the ocean. I really want to make sure he is dead and will not come back to get me so I start carrying his body. I carry his body back to the restaurant where some other contestants (including our "friends") are eating. I drop him on their table. Then I grab my wife and set out to live alone with her. We set up camp on a hillside. It turned out to be a poor location - in hindsight I believe we were on a golf course. We wanted to be secluded. I begin to teach her how to hunt, fight, etc... until the army spots us. They inform us that the hunger games are over. Some Asian army guy is laughing at me for some reason. I tell him and everyone else to shut the fuck up - they all listened to me because at this point I was kind of a legend. He said something about being tough and I replied "have you ever been the last one standing in a battle to the death against 24 people?" That shut him up.

Notes:
For some reason during the hunger games I was forced to try and kill my cat V. I tried twisting his neck to break it but I wasn't able to kill him (physically). Also, my wife wouldn't listen to me and almost got us killed numerous times. I think she was just really scared.

I recall four dreams from last night:

DREAM #1

I go to some village with my family... I guess it's kind of like Old Sturbridge Village or something. We don't have long to be there because it's about to close. They make everyone take out their phones and iPods and leave them at the front entrance on top of a blanket. I felt self-conscious because my iPod looks really small compared to everyone else's.

In the village place, we go to a bookstore. I dance around in the bookstore singing a song about Pinkie Pie. ... Yup.

DREAM #2

I'm at a library, and I'm helping a woman return her materials. But then I'm not sure where to return the CDs because I can't find the slot for audio/visual returns. Suddenly there are like a hundred different return slots at the library desk and I can't figure out what any of them mean. So I just leave the CDs lying around and hope one of the librarians will find them. The woman I helped sends her son to find me, and he gives me a card with money in it. Then I go outside and my dad is there to pick me up. I'm still worrying about the CDs.

DREAM #3

Brief dream about some kind of family reunion, I think at my grandma's house. My mom is complaining about how she doesn't like one of her cousins, which I find shocking since I thought they were friends.

DREAM #4

I'm being forced into a Hunger Games type of competition, where a bunch of kids have to fight with each other and one kid has to kill everyone else. Except, we all have to wear ridiculous outfits while we're fighting. We each have some kind of personal assistant who shows us what we're going to wear. My assistant is this kind of chubby bald guy, and my outfit is this ridiculous Victorian-looking yellow dress with a lot of buttons up the front and a tiered skirt. Then I have to wear a yellow leather jacket over it.

We all get changed in the same room. I change next to Fiona (my sister), because she is also in the competition. She has to wear a purple dress. The bald guy is in the room with all of us, but he politely turns and looks at the wall so he doesn't see everyone naked.

I'm already starting to plan how I'm going to kill anyone who tries to attack me. Apparently I will have a sword for my weapon, and I plan to throw it at anyone who comes near me, and I think this is a totally foolproof plan.

Later on, I'm doing my hair next to some girl with pale, short blond hair. For some reason I know her name is Juliet, and I'm convinced that she used to go to Hampshire (where I go to school) but then dropped out, even though she doesn't exist in real life. Anyway, she says something to me like, "Everyone who dies will be a ghost. And the person who wins will be a monster." And in my dream I think that's the deepest thing ever.

Afterward, we all get a last dinner with our families. So I'm sitting at a table with my family, but I'm still thinking about what Juliet said. Fiona is like, "I have so much energy right now!" And I'm like, "But Fiona, we have to kill people!" And that's about where the dream ends.

Non-dream Dream Lucid Dream

I was able to recall many fragments and one dream where I was in and out of lucidity.

Fragment 1: Trying to take time off of work but my boss wont let me.

Fragment 2: Staring at a huge shelf of new processed food in black boxes with pink writing. There are pink pretzels.

Fragment 3: I am at my bowling league and I realize we always win when my dad rolls a 755 series.

Fragment 4: I am grocery shopping with my dad and we are having trouble with our shopping cart.

Dream:

I am watching a movie when all of a sudden I am one of the characters. I am in sort of a Hunger Games setting with tons of people fighting in an arena. People are trying to kill me and were throwing things at me and it is getting difficult to survive. Then all of a sudden I can fly and I become semi-lucid. A few other people can fly and have other powers but I am the strongest. I am trying to help everybody. I become super witty and everyone loves me. I said "you have to follow the teachings of Buddha to be able to do this" to the people who are flying. I am finally able to stop all of the fighting. I quickly develop other powers just by thinking them (moving fast, slowing time). Some girl is talking about how she needs "sex money." I want to show off so I challenge "I can get your 'sex money' in 3 seconds" (I say this because I can fly, slow time and move extremely fast). The dream ends when I have to put in disc 2 to continue the movie.

Lately I haven't put anything in my online DJ. I think it's good to rewrite my dreams as it helps with the whole awareness thing (and the other stuff). Two or three days ago on the forum I asked if it was ok to write just points of my dreams and recall the rest from memory. They had a good point: "If you only write down points in your dream, you will train yourself to just remember points of your dream when you wake up. You should write down as much as possible if you want to have a better dream recall." So that's what I should do to become better at LDing. If I can't write down everything when I wake, than just write something, and later in the day (when I'm a bit more awake but still earlier in the day) write the everything. ... And just so you know, I writing stuff down like this helps me to actually do it. I don't care if it's entertaining for you to read. ; ->

So now I'm going to list my dreams from my paper DJ. (In chronological order)

I had a dream I was flutter tonguing really well on my Oboe. I think I was in my room.

Another dream started in third person view: I watched myself enter my house. I had just got back from high school. (It was the summer thought.) The next thing I remember waking (not third person any more) around in my house going from room bedroom to bedroom. The ceilings were all slanted, it was a different type of architecture from what it is in waking life.

Few nights later I had a dream that I was partaking in a scene from the Hunger Games movie. I was on stage and Katniss was there to. It was the scene from the interviews. The funny thing was the fact that the stage was my bathroom with two of the walls removed. Katniss, a big fat man, and someone else was there. It was a tribute, but I can't recall who it looked like. Katniss was staring (or talking to the people) but very stationary like she was preoccupied by something. I looked out and saw the crowd and I saw camera flashes and lights. I saw people, but just there shapes. They were far away and unlit. I started talking to the fat man. The stage is still my bathroom. Next thing that happens is everyone on stage (the four of us including me) are shaking hands. I shake hands with the big guy, but Katniss and the big guy keep reaching out to shake hands but can't seem to shake hands. (Imagine that they are blindfolded. That's a good way to describe it..) I grab both of there hands and force them together. The big guy thanked me. I don't know what happened next. (Btw, the big guy had a white goatee.)

Another night after that, I had a dream I was watching a simulation of a big skyscraper being constructed and deconstructed, well kind of. It had a beige exterior and a lot a light blue glass windows. Two of the four sides
had glass windows and the other pair (opposite each other) indented inward.. I don't know how to explain it well. (I drew a picture but don't fell like uploading it.) Anyways, there was a square cap of the top of the skyscraper. It looked nice. Those two walls that I mentioned that were indented in keep having another "extension" of the building that was added to the side and then quickly removed floor by floor or block by block.
The dream itself was short, but different what anything before.

And lastly, yesterday night I had a dream that I was with one of my friends. The place was my high school. Many things were different about it most noticeably it becomes a freaken huge maze of hallways and doors in some of my dreams. Some of them are in the "more normal school layout", but others like this one are in this freaken huge labyrinth! It's fun just thinking about it. There is A LOT to this dream. It built off of the layout of a previous dream. The previous dream I mentioned was a long time ago. To sum it up, I mistook my high schools swim club for the swim team. This was after navigating a submerged labyrinth (it was a labirinth of changing rooms delapidated sumerged rooms, and submerged weight rooms for the most part... and and bathrooms and arching halls connecting everything.) My math teacher was in charge of the swim team that I mistook for the swim club. Needless to say, I hoped in the water, the race started, and I came in last. (Other parts of the dream world include above ground hallways and the only room I remember coming to is a bathroom.) In the dream from yesterday, I was with one of my friends and we were carrying kayak paddles. I oped a metal door and a teacher on the other side deemed what we were doing to dangerous. Other teachers soon appeared/came and they were debating if we should get in "a lot of trouble". I wakled up to them and said some stuff to persuade them. The dream ended before a consensuses arrived.

Katness walks through the deep forest beyond district twelve, she begins to be followed by a large catlike creature and in acknowledgment she says "jungle cat"
(yes I am reading the book, Hunger Games, however I do not know where the JUNGLE cat came from)
In a second dream, I was in a store of some sort and was buying fish tank supplies, someone working there asked me if I needed bubble stones and I replied "no" I continue to browse items not really knowing what I am looking for. The person re apears and they ask me if I require a bubbler, but agin I reply "no"