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c Friday, June 6, 2008 ' 12:15:00 AM d

I’ve had enough. I’m tired. I’m bored. I want out.

You sit quietly, humming religiously while I struggle with my chores. Sometimes you sing me a song. Tell me a story. Sometimes. So I’m done. Watching me sleep is not the same as keeping me company. Churning out information is not the same as having a conversation. I'm sick of having to constantly update you. It's not in the contract!!!!

I need more than what you can offer. I need a challenge. I need what is outside these bare white walls. I need fresh breeze on my face. I need sand in my new Melissa's. I need ink between my fingers. I need grime. I need sweat. I need blood. I'm tired of too many tears.

The world is busy outside our window. And all you want are the comforts of this corner. You stare at me blankly when I talk to you. Animate sometimes. But mostly sluggish. Tired. Disconnected even. I’ve had enough of that blank stare. Of your cold stiff hand in my grasp. The bright lights aren’t as beautiful as you tried to make them out to be.

I want more than that. I want to feel like I can talk to you. Have a decent conversation without you switching off. I'm bored of the quiet. I want a response. A decent response. Click click click










HAPPY BURFDAE MRS ULAT BULU!!!!!

~aishayang~





The Girl Y

1 2 buckle my shoe
3 4 shut the door
5 6 pick up sticks
7 8 lay them straight
9 10 a big fat hen

which the butcher increased the price of



Time Check Y

Swan River colony

Tumasek



Say it... Y



Fascinate Me Y

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Bucci
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lifeLines
ladywavez
teacherRos
dianNiza

in case of insanity or boredom
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into Camelot
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