Semi-Lucid once more

So, I remember I was riding around in this old, beat up maroon colored "beast" like Angela's old car. It was a bunch of kids my age, and they were all "cool" kids, like I think those types of kids are. Generally normal kids, they like music, they like the internet, they like partying, some more than others, etc.

We were riding it on this roller coaster though and at times I was watching it happen - with myself in the back right side seat, seemingly squished from all the people in there, looking sad.
I was mostly sad in this dream...well, not sad, but perhaps contemplating. PENSIVE! haha. But more in a "what is the point" sort of way, so it was a downer on me.

Eventually the car got to this underground bunker sort of exhibition thing - where a party was going on. My friends and I got out of the car and went in through the top hatch - like in a submarine. There was this woman there all dressed up in nazi-like regalia, and this was a gallery of art that belonged to the nazi party - at least I think it was the nazi party, if not that, then something exactly like or very similar to it.

I was looking around at the paintings kind of half-heartedly, still feeling down. I remember that my friend from BSU, Griff was there and we had talked earlier, and he was kind of getting drunk, or was already there. I went over to this one wall and stared at this painting up close, leaning on the railing. I rememher it was abstract - full of deep blues and reds, all swished around each other dry-brush style. There were some discernable circular patterns it, but nothing more. It was pretty, but I wasn't acknowledging that too much as I stared at it, just kind of wanted somthing to stare at while I thought to myself.

I remember then that someone came over and because my ass was sticking out with the way I was standing, started rubbing it vigorously in a vertical motion, with both hands, saying something to the effect of, "yeah, you've got a nice ass, so big and juicy." Then, when I was started to turn and tell him to stop, he did, but upon removing his hands on the upward motion of rubbing my ass, kept moving his hands up, then around to the sides of my breasts, and just slightly hit them - as if they were getting them to jiggle. Heheh, and just as they hit them, they said, "BAP!" hahahaha. That made me laugh, slightly, but I finally turned and told the guy to quit it.

Through that whole last paragraph, I remember I started thinking, "I miss shawn...I wish he were here with me..." and when the person hit my breasts, I thought it more.
Anyway, so then we were leaving that submarine place and I said bye to griff and exited through the top hatch, how we all entered.

We drove from there to this house - it had the effect of someoen's house they were renting for school, but it wasn't anyone's in the car. In fact, the car was a lot more empty now.
I started walking up to this house and stripping. Now, I was pretty conscious - more than usual - through this dream, so at this point I'm honestly laughing to myself, thinking, now what in the world is going to happen next? I'm out in broad daylight in the middle of nowhere walking up the sidewalk to this house and stripping! Now, my dream self - though still mostly apathetic - was getting a little nervous, but I wanted to see where the hell this was going. What was I doing? What was next in my dream's plot? So, I made my dream self continue her stripping and walking up to the door - until she opened it and saw the house was full of college-age boys (of course, none recognizeable faces).

Now, I think at this point, I was consciously controlling my dream-self, but I lost control and the dream-self took back over. Now, I think what happenned was once I got inside the house and a couple of the boys noticed me (I had just stepped inside the door, not maybe a foot was "inside") I was waiting for the next thing to happen in my dream. I wasn't really thinking that I could make anything happen - more that I just wanted to keep myself walking into the house nekkid. Thus, my dream self took over again to continue the plot, got scared, and walked back out of the house, thinking "oh great, they're probably going to come after me and rape me now." (hahaha). Then, I woke up. :(