I had my first lucid dream ever. (11 days)
so obviously my only new for today is that I had my first lucid dream ever. I had exactly two classes today. Irish Literature (first two periods) and French (last period), so naturally, after morning reports, I decided it would be a good plan to catch up on some sleep (I missed lunch bc of this!) And I had a lucid dream of which you will learn in the following text:
I didn't try to fly.
It started out in the dining hall (a familiar setting). I thought I wasn't dreaming at first, but for some reason I decided to ask myself whether or not I was dreaming. No, I didn't pinch myself. I tried to think back to what I last remembered, and how I got there. I think this thinking process didn't work too well because I get distracted easily (even in dreams). It was also really weird because Julia Gatten was there (and I haven't seen her in forever, plus she lives in NC), so I have no idea why I didn't know I was dreaming, but I suppose when you're dreaming, you don't really realize it. So Julia and I were standing in line to get food and all that, and then we went to sit down. I had this really funky feeling. I get this funky feeling sometimes when I'm not dreaming and I'm just lying in bed and I'm in that land between dream and non-dream and it feels like i'm floating, kind of. It's a serene feeling; I love the feeling RIGHT before you fall asleep, of completely comfort. So I had that feeling, and it made me think of whether or not I was dreaming. But I was in the dining hall so my mind was like "of course I'm not dreaming." Meagan's mother was there, and she had been there in Irish Lit class, so everything made sense (except Julia, but I think in my dream-life she just hung out in NY).
So then I started getting that weird feeling even more. And then I tried to think back to what I remembered...and I told Meagan's mom "I think I might be having a lucid dream," and she was like "good, it's healthy" or something weird like that. So I was like "I'm going to go upstairs." So I went upstairs to my room to test out my lucid dream-ness. I tested it by trying to change clothes with my mind, because in a lucid dream, it's all in your mind, so you can do things like change your clothes with your mind. I started out wearing what i was wearing today, my green pants and a Carolina sweatshirt. Then I put like a towel over myself, or closed my eyes or something, and when I opened them I was in a bikini. I continued to do this over and over, changing the colour of my bikini, or changing whatever clothing item I was wearing, fabricating jewelry, etc., and it was really really really really really fun, you wouldn't believe how much fun I had. So then I had this brilliant plan to call Matt and ask him some question which I cannot remember now, but in dream-land I had been meaning to ask him this question, and So I guess I decided to call him and ask him the question to see what he'd say (even though he was in my head too, so I don't know why I thought that was a good plan), and then after seeing what he'd say I'd decide whether to ask him in real life.
This is where the dream started to get out of control. I was looking for my phone, and in such a dream, it shouldn't be hard to find such an item, because it's wherever your mind wants it to be. But I couldn't find it. I had clothing all over my floor (which I didn't in real life, but I did in dream-land), and I was lifting things up and throwing them all around and I started getting really frantic. Then there was a knock on my door, and it was an asian girl who lives close to me, but I knew that before I opened the door. The only problem was, I was scared because the dream was getting out of control, so I didn't know whether or not to answer the door :(. I was really scared that she'd jump out at me or try to kill me or something. So I opened it and thought over and over and over that she was jsut going to ask to borrow something, so that I had control of, because that is exactly what she did. But then two more asian girls jumped out at me and then they laughed, and then they all started kissing (don't ask me...I don't know), which was really weird because def not what I wanted to happen. So then, scared, I closed the door, but someone kept pushing on it. You know how like when you have a fight with your sibling, and she's trying to get in your room, and you have to lean against the door with all your weight, but she keeps running into the door, and getting it slightly open a little bit more each time? Well that's what was happening. And I decided that I had lost so much control of the dream that it was useless for me to try to save myself, because probably the asian girls had turned into something really awful, so I weighed my options and decided that I would wake up. I woke up in a sweat. It was 12 noon. There were asian girls screaming in the hallways. Figures.
Anyways that's my big story for the day!!
I didn't try to fly.
It started out in the dining hall (a familiar setting). I thought I wasn't dreaming at first, but for some reason I decided to ask myself whether or not I was dreaming. No, I didn't pinch myself. I tried to think back to what I last remembered, and how I got there. I think this thinking process didn't work too well because I get distracted easily (even in dreams). It was also really weird because Julia Gatten was there (and I haven't seen her in forever, plus she lives in NC), so I have no idea why I didn't know I was dreaming, but I suppose when you're dreaming, you don't really realize it. So Julia and I were standing in line to get food and all that, and then we went to sit down. I had this really funky feeling. I get this funky feeling sometimes when I'm not dreaming and I'm just lying in bed and I'm in that land between dream and non-dream and it feels like i'm floating, kind of. It's a serene feeling; I love the feeling RIGHT before you fall asleep, of completely comfort. So I had that feeling, and it made me think of whether or not I was dreaming. But I was in the dining hall so my mind was like "of course I'm not dreaming." Meagan's mother was there, and she had been there in Irish Lit class, so everything made sense (except Julia, but I think in my dream-life she just hung out in NY).
So then I started getting that weird feeling even more. And then I tried to think back to what I remembered...and I told Meagan's mom "I think I might be having a lucid dream," and she was like "good, it's healthy" or something weird like that. So I was like "I'm going to go upstairs." So I went upstairs to my room to test out my lucid dream-ness. I tested it by trying to change clothes with my mind, because in a lucid dream, it's all in your mind, so you can do things like change your clothes with your mind. I started out wearing what i was wearing today, my green pants and a Carolina sweatshirt. Then I put like a towel over myself, or closed my eyes or something, and when I opened them I was in a bikini. I continued to do this over and over, changing the colour of my bikini, or changing whatever clothing item I was wearing, fabricating jewelry, etc., and it was really really really really really fun, you wouldn't believe how much fun I had. So then I had this brilliant plan to call Matt and ask him some question which I cannot remember now, but in dream-land I had been meaning to ask him this question, and So I guess I decided to call him and ask him the question to see what he'd say (even though he was in my head too, so I don't know why I thought that was a good plan), and then after seeing what he'd say I'd decide whether to ask him in real life.
This is where the dream started to get out of control. I was looking for my phone, and in such a dream, it shouldn't be hard to find such an item, because it's wherever your mind wants it to be. But I couldn't find it. I had clothing all over my floor (which I didn't in real life, but I did in dream-land), and I was lifting things up and throwing them all around and I started getting really frantic. Then there was a knock on my door, and it was an asian girl who lives close to me, but I knew that before I opened the door. The only problem was, I was scared because the dream was getting out of control, so I didn't know whether or not to answer the door :(. I was really scared that she'd jump out at me or try to kill me or something. So I opened it and thought over and over and over that she was jsut going to ask to borrow something, so that I had control of, because that is exactly what she did. But then two more asian girls jumped out at me and then they laughed, and then they all started kissing (don't ask me...I don't know), which was really weird because def not what I wanted to happen. So then, scared, I closed the door, but someone kept pushing on it. You know how like when you have a fight with your sibling, and she's trying to get in your room, and you have to lean against the door with all your weight, but she keeps running into the door, and getting it slightly open a little bit more each time? Well that's what was happening. And I decided that I had lost so much control of the dream that it was useless for me to try to save myself, because probably the asian girls had turned into something really awful, so I weighed my options and decided that I would wake up. I woke up in a sweat. It was 12 noon. There were asian girls screaming in the hallways. Figures.
Anyways that's my big story for the day!!