25th of August 2025:

----I forgot I had this dream journal but I'm looking to engage in lucid dreaming (might as well make the most of the 8 hours I'll be asleep for) so I have to continue this----

2nd August 2025:

I had two dreams. The first one was pretty straightforward: I was a kid, in my bedroom hiding from my mom while using my Game Boy Advance. She kept unlocking the bedroom door, which shouldn’t have been possible since I have a lock from the inside.

The second dream was much more bizarre and has made me reconsider working on meme edits before bed. In this dream, I was watching a music video featuring Ashley Jones twins. One twin was getting into mischief in New York City while the other chased after her, recording everything for their blog. I remember one twin eating ice cream messily, but I can’t recall the other mischiefs. The music video was from 2012, but I thought it must have come out much earlier because the video quality was so poor, like 240p. I refused to believe it was from 2012 because the vibe felt very 2000s. The thumbnail was the Twin Towers and the first plane seconds before it was about to hit the tower.

As for the song, it went something like "woah ho ho, woah ho ho," and then had a melody that went "doo do doo, doo do doo, doo doo dooo." I have an electric guitar, but I don’t have an amp or a way to connect it to my PC. When I do, I’ll see if I can create that sound. The tone reminded me of those 2000s Disney emo rock songs.

I also dreamt about the blue alien from "Plants vs. Monsters" (a film I’ve never cared about) being all alone on Earth after all the heroes were trapped. He had to save them from the villains but ultimately failed and was killed, leaving blood everywhere. I’ve never been interested in that film, and I know the alien is in some memes, like the "I may not have a brain, but I have an idea" one, but I haven’t seen those memes in years.

Additionally, I remember a dream where a boomer, who was a few inches taller than me, complained that being tall is bad because it leads to developing a dad bod more easily. I’m 5'9", so this guy would have been around 5'11" or 6'0". I doubt he was in any danger zone for height-related issues, and dad bods don’t seem to be one of them. Wouldn’t it be the opposite? Taller people would need to eat more to gain weight.

Speaking of dad bods and food, I’ve been working out, and the day I went to sleep, I took creatine, which is said to create vivid dreams. I can’t remember exactly when I took it, but it was after 6 PM. Maybe next time I should try taking creatine just before going to bed?

1st August 2025:

I was in the process of buying a property when I started to wonder why it was so cheap. Upon closer inspection, I realized that the property was part of a homeowners association and not a freehold, and it was exclusively for members of the LGBT community. Suddenly, the perspective shifted into a Resident Evil 4-style game where I was slaughtering women who were coming after me (I odn't know what their intentions were). I then shared this with my family, and they encouraged me to go ahead with the purchase.

31st July 2025:

I don’t remember many details from this dream, but I do recall walking through an empty or sparsely populated shopping mall, and I felt completely at peace.

30th July 2025:

I was walking down a bridge at night, feeling really sad. Then, two girls nearby started talking, and one of them said, "Yeah, he's cute," while the other asked, "What about that girl?" (there was nobody else except for me and those two). One of the girls approached me and asked me out, and I said yes. We started hanging out and we went on a date. She took me to a museum where she showed off her gymnastic skills. I realized I could control her movements by moving my finger, as if she were a character in a video game.

We then went to a museum, and a relative of mine accidentally bumped into an artifact called the Lincoln carpet and was asked to pay, even though he hadn’t broken anything. We decided to leave the museum, but before we could, a young, baby-faced army recruiter approached me. He thanked me for my great-grandfather's service in World War I and handed me some leaflets, saying, "I will give you a packet." And then guy walked by and responded with, "Pakkers?"

The next day, I was heading to the park and talking to a female friend (she was actually the last girl that gave me a hug before the covid lockdown) when she suddenly sprinted away from me. The girl who had asked me out earlier then appeared out of nowhere and invited me to explore the city. I don’t remember how the dream ended.

I can’t recall what my dream girlfriend looked like, but I remember she had a mestizo appearance.

The mention of my grandfather serving in World War I is odd since he actually served in World War II. The "pakkers" comment is probably a joke, whenever someone says a word ending in "r," like "painter," I think, "Whoa dude, painter? You should say 'painta!'" As for "pakkers," I’m not sure if it was a slur related to Pac-Man? Yeah, Pac-Man. That's right.

29th July 2025:

I had a dream where I was outside my house in a secondary school uniform, struggling to take off my backpack. Some friends from primary school, also in secondary school uniforms, walked into my house to get a glass of water. I started to ironically lecture them about asking for permission to enter, but they didn’t realize I was being sarcastic. They genuinely argued that it was quicker to just go in without asking, not because they were in a rush for school, but as a general point.

Then, I dreamed that Palestine had entered a peace agreement, and to celebrate, my family and I went to a restaurant to buy Palestinian meat (I’m not sure what kind, so feel free to draw your own conclusions). After that, I found myself in a cooking competition hosted by Gordon Ramsay, where my team was struggling. I was searching for rulers and found a purple plastic one on the ground. I picked it up and went to give it to my team, but before I could, they started cheering because we had apparently won. I slowly backed away, wanting nothing to do with them.

In another part of the dream, I was in a small English town interviewing a fan of the England football team. He had a St. George flag and a "Wayne Rooney haircut," claiming that England won the World Cup in 2006. I then watched a documentary about that victory, which absurdly suggested that YouTube's sophisticated design helped English players score goals more effectively by showing predictive positions for where the ball would land—like playing a video game on YouTube where you can see the ball's trajectory (if that made sense).

Finally, I "woke up" and I noticed my computer monitor was on the ground with the cables neatly tied up, which upset me because it meant someone had messed with my things while I was asleep. I started screaming with my back against the door, and then I truly woke up.