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Scribbling [a] Runaway History


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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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Wednesday, 13 October 2010
Dreams (don't) come true.
I slept 16 hours yesterday straight after I got back from dinner with Zhuangzhuang, Junren and Dominic. So bummed out and tired at work I spilled a soda because I bumped into the door whilst walking and I kept dozing off whilst standing at the bar. Couldn't even keep my eyes open on the train.

But 16 hour of sleep yesterday didn't feel right. It was probably the worse nightmare I had so far. It felt worse than the lucid dream I had a couple of months ago with that devastating text message. Probably because it had to do with someone who matters more to me than any other.

The feelings were too real. The scenes. The people and their stories. The incident. The accident. And everything else that followed. Woke up to find my heart racing and tears streaming down my face. The probability of my dream occurring in reality was too large, and it frightened me a little when I couldn't convince myself that I was dreaming since I was really tearing on bed - exactly the scene before I opened my eyes.

It took me close to an hour before I managed to convince myself that probably everything else was fine, and that dreams always remain as dreams.

But right now, I'm so afraid to shut my eyes to sleep again. What if I start to dream again. What if this becomes my recurring lucid dream. The paranoia just haunts me. Sigh. Maybe I shall busy myself with art till I drop dead on my bed.
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