I had the most interesting dream last night. It was very lucid and bright, with a complete time line that I could affect by my actions. It started off with a vision of me about a year or so in the future, still looking as overweight as I do, and I join the army. Somehow I get into Special Ops, get assigned a drill sgt., then everything from there until the next scene is fragmented. I remember finding many of the training exercises siphoning, knowing people two specific people that were either very close to me, to themselves, or both.. a black bald man and a medium-short Spanish woman with medium-length hair (they were very friendly), and I remember us having to watch videos for training. The next scene that I remember is myself, wearing a green uniform of which I believed to be the Army's, and a green beret, I had about three lines of pins on my left chest (commendation pins), I was shaved and I had short hair again (of which I haven't had in about 3-4 years now), and I could feel everything as if I was really there. I had memories of the people that I saw in the building, but not how I got there.. and I knew that I was going to the mess hall. Instead of getting food, I just sat down some people that I thought I knew and listened into their conversation. There was a white woman with medium-length brunette hair, a Jewish guy with short hair, and another girl. They were speaking about the presentation that was happening in about a half hour, and how we should all be getting there soon. They left after about 5 minutes of finishing their plates and speaking, not forgetting to say, "Something wrong, Lawrence? You don't seem yourself today." I cannot remember the last time someone called me Lawrence, the last time I asked someone to do that was when I was kid, and demanded respect. Heh. I shrugged it off and continued to get lost in thought, like where I was, what I was doing here.. and better yet.. what year was it? I look down at myself, and saw that my waist line had diminished considerably and that I was quite muscle bound, with very chiseled features. I don't think you have any idea how frightening it was to have such a realization. I got out of the chair and walked to the exit and toward an elevator, but not before taking a look around. Everything was different, technology-wise, than I could remember it. Things looked much smoother, faster, and fashion had changed. To me, it felt like nearly 3 or 4 years had passed. To say the least, I was confused. After getting onto the elevator, a man approached me, handing out a hand held computer and said that he owed me a favour and that this phone was mine. I was like, "That can't be phone." I held it in my hand, and before I could start talking to him, he nodded to me and walked off the elevator. I took a look at the hand held, and it looked much more advanced than any thing I've ever seen for hand held technology. It seemed to be running a combination of MacOSX and Windows Vista Premium.. I couldn't tell.. there were buttons for e-mail, Internet access, chatting.. the usual stuff. But when I accidentally reset the machine, the DOS screen was completely different than what I was used to seeing. It was Windows alright, but the DOS programming had changed dramatically. I even saw a string of characters that didn't make sense to me, but for some reason stook out very well in my dream.. "AQB59421. . . ." Just then, I suddenly remembered the presentation at the theater. I thought that maybe if I went there, I could find some answers, so I went the way that I somehow knew to get there. I found a seat towards the middle-front of place, and took out my "phone" again, as soon as the lights were off. Before I knew it, some female army personnel that I suppose was a very high rank came in and said something about one of the men doing the same thing I was doing, so I quickly turned mine off and hid it in my coat pocket. Just then, people that I knew from my Special Ops. group busted in through the doors, and the black man and Spanish woman that I saw were there, and ordered by their female superior to take that man out of the theater. He was nearly dragged, and I was so shocked from all of this that I passed out in the chair. I woke up wondering who I was, where I was, when I was, and what was going to happen to me.. This was one of the most realistic and scary dreams that I've ever had..