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    Tuesday, August 24, 2004

    Dreams And Their Burdens

    For the first time this semester, I woke up late. Not only did I miss half of an important lecture, I made my good friend, Evon, wait for me (I'm really sorry) AND she even had to save me a seat in the lecture theatre. The cause of my extended sleep wasn't due to a late night of partying or anything like that. In fact, I slept pretty early the night before as compared to my regular days. So why did I oversleep?

    I was dreaming.

    Unlike some people, I have dreams every night when I sleep. Sometimes even when I'm taking a short 5 min nap, I'm carried on fluffy clouds to a faraway dreamland. These dreams are often nothing special, about the people around me and things we've done or talked about. Only occasionally do I get a treat - Jay Chou decides to drop by, Kimura Takuya asks me out for a drink or .... Of course, there are the disturbing dreams which haunt me, but I tend to forget unhappy memories so that's not too bad.

    Despite the fact that dreaming signifies the deepest state of sleep, it is the very culprit that causes me feel lethargic and look like the living dead the next day. I am beginning to suspect that my terrible eyebags are not hereditary. That's the price I have to pay for hanging out with drool-worthy dudes, even if it's only in fantasy.Last night, something different happened. My dream was nothing special - no guest appearances. It was just me and a good friend of mine, someone whom I was hanging out with just before bedtime. It wasn't even like I was dreaming. It felt so real it was as if I was living the dream. I was very conscious about my surroundings and what I was doing. I was so mentally and emotionally absorbed into the dream that I'm sure there was almost nothing that could wake me. Except maybe, a call from Evon, asking me where I was.

    It's quite scary though, now that I'm thinking I could have just slept on forever. But then again, maybe it's only in the dark of the night, when I leave this surreal world, that I live a life of true reality.

    [Time of Confession] 1:12 AM
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