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Scribbling [a] Runaway History


Like Shakespeare in Love


Hello (:

I'm Sylvia. I enjoy the company of good friends and food.
I'm currently,
serving as a chair at Teck Ghee Youth Executive Committee;
chasing dreams at Molehill;
and doing Marketing & Public Relations at Levitate Studios.

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Monday, 6 August 2007
say hooray.
i haven't slept for 32 hours.
and its still counting.
obviously,
i DO plan to sleep tonight.
my emotions are a little haywire due to the lack of rest.
i'm really all jammed up in my head now.
really.
so its not really a good time to come trampling on my toes,
or prick my nerve.
i might just flare up.
even with my high tolerance level for anger and irritants.
ya.
i'm having the uncontrollable mood swing.
be warned.
obviously,
no one heeds this kind of warning signals.
but its kind enough of me to do it.
lest i get stupid comments on why i show effing attitude.
no really.
go away.
till i get some sleep.


i had this dream.
and it came true.
it didn't happen to me.
and i found out who it happened to.
well.
this displays my potential in predicting the future doesnt it, ?


no. really.
i'm really upset.
i need to scream till my lungs burst.
i'm not stressed up by homework.
i'm not crammed up by problems.
i just experiencing some sort of internal breakdown within myself.
its not funny, seriously.
because if i can.
i will crush the exact source of all this crap.
digging eyeballs,
stabbing hearts;
i've done those a billion times at the back of my head.
i need a little push to make it real.
so don't try climbing on top of me.
i'll make sure you get stuck in the core of the earth for nuts.