Female
Singapore
17 years old
Highly introverted.
Currently schooling at Republic Polytechnic.
Taking DBIS, though I really have the urge to change my course. ):
And don't pretend that you know me,
'Cause I don't even know myself.
Music is my boyfriend,
Photography would be my scandal.
1:56 PM
Usually, when you sleep, your brain tends to paralyse your whole body, So you can have enough energy for the brain... To do, whatever the brain... Has... To do.
But... not for me... In some nights. I have this problem, similar to Sleepwalking. It's sleep-texting.
Yesterday, Aqilah asked me about the messages I sent her that morning. At 4am, in the morning. Of course, I couldn't remember anything... And the messages didn't make any sense at all.
The first message was: Alama
I don't know whether it is an unfinished alamak or something...
The second one was a bit weirder. Because I could construct a sentence. It was:
Ma starhub tv ade scrub.
A what? A scrub? Who the hell did I think I was?!
Honestly, I can't remember a shit... So... yeah. I'm quite proud of myself that I could construct a meaningless statement during my sleep.
Well, this is not the first time anyway, This is my 3rd time. Hehehe...
The first one was funny. My friend asked me something... Bout going out to somewhere. Apparently, I was sleeping at that time, and was dreaming about myself attending to a religious class.
Then, when I received the message, without reading it, I quickly replied, Why are you not in religious class right now?
Nasty way to go.
I'm living in a cloud cuckoo land.
Taggie.
Credits.
layout: Sheryl
coding reference: x
images: drawn from scratch in Adobe Photoshop CS2
