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So last night, despite what they say, I smoked a fair amount of <PERSON> and I still had fairly vivid dreams and good recall. Fluke maybe. The first thing I remember is a dream about getting dropped off at home. I was in a car with two friends--it was my car, but for some reason they were driving. We drove into my neighborhood and it was the middle of the night. I knew we had just gotten done doing something illegal (such as the aforementioned <PERSON>), and I was trying to get into the garage without waking up my parents, but as we drove near my house we saw my dad outside at my neighbor's house, laying cat litter underneath the tires of my neighbor's car, as though he were stuck somewhere in the winter and trying to get out, despite the fact that there was no snow to be found. I panicked and told them to just keep driving, hoping my dad would not look to see what car was passing, and they dropped me off around the corner a little ways away from my house so I could walk around to the back door and he would not see me. For some reason it was unlocked so I could get in, and for some other reason I also did not seem to care that my friends then drove away in my car. Oh well. I am guessing the reason for this dream is because I literally did the same exact thing last night, except I was driving myself and I had to call my brother to open the garage door for me so I could get the car in without waking my dad...same concept I suppose, but the dream version was scarier. I know I had a lot more dreams last night, and some of them I can remember feelings from...one of them I know was a little scary, or at least just...stressful. I remembered feeling stressed or panicked, and not just in the dream above. Following that feeling, I remember being in my old high school with nothing on but my underwear, walking to class. I end up in the class of a teacher I used to have, but I do not know exactly what she is teaching. I throw on a sweatshirt and sweatpants as I walk into the classroom, but I do not think anyone commented on my attire except one girl, who I am almost will not to say was present earlier during the stressful part. For whatever reason she laid down on her back and I climbed on top of her with our uh...genitals in contact. Do not know why. I was trying to take notes from the overhead projector while laying in that position but it was sort of hard. The topic I think was something to do with King <PERSON> maybe? Which does not make any sense because the teacher that was there taught a sort of life management class for all the high school's seniors. Either way, the notes were entirely illegible, pretty much because it was a dream, but I remember turning to a classmate anyway (<PERSON> is his name) and asking him what the hell she was doing. I thought the text was messed up because she was so old she could not write, not because it was a dream. After <PERSON> and I shared a laugh over that, I looked back to the girl on top of whom I was laying and started talking. She seemed to be attracted to me but said that her friends disapproved of me because they did not like a friend of mine. I seemed mildly disappointed by that, but she was not an extraordinarily attractive girl (kind of a cute blond, but her face was sort of funny-looking), so I was not terribly distraught. There might have been a dream later but I do not think so. That is about when my sister woke me up. I really did not try for a lucid last night because...well, I just did not have the energy. Interesting dreams though.