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Thursday, January 28, 2010
STORAGE I stared into the room. Toys. Books. Dolls that looked new but were eerily shaped like the remnants of yesteryear. That was all I had left of my childhood? I knew I should have felt disappointed, but instead I felt... warm. I was happy to know I did once exist as a child. That I wasn't like this from the start.
5:36 AM
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
MYTH Was it a myth, or was it true? That story about the monster of East Street... That one which described it as ferocious, terrible and man-eating. I knew it was silly, but I was terribly scared. That story was meant for little kids, right? Not me... MONSTERS? Bah. They didn't exist!
5:20 AM
Monday, January 25, 2010
YOGA She relied on yoga for relaxation. It was seen as cheesy by some, but it did work. Omm... She sat in lotus-position, closing her eyes and letting her consciousness leave her for a while. Omm. It was so relaxing.
1:00 AM
Sunday, January 24, 2010
TOFU cows survive while
the beansprouts die hey, why? why do plants get less of a chance to live life? why only animals? stupid legged beings. we want life.
8:48 AM
this was from jan 22nd PILLS She looked at the pills by the bedside. Every day, she had to eat two. Two were supposed to cure her. Two were supposed to slowly free her from the illness. Two pills, that she had to swallow forcefully when others were enjoying their breakfasts. With tears in her eyes, she grabbed the whole lot and swallowed them.
8:41 AM
this was from jan 20th OPTIONS What options do I have in life? Good or bad? Love or hate? Joy or sorrow? It seems easy to pick. But do I even always have a choice? Does life really allow mistakes? I'm not sure. What options do I have in life?
8:40 AM
this was from jan 19th HOOKED
hooked choosing between two paths somebody save me
8:39 AM
this was from jan 18th CLIPBOARD She stared at the clipboard. WORK. MORE WORK. Work work work work. She'd gotten used to it by now- that was office life. The same old mundane thing everyday- but did she dare to dream? No, it would mean a step out of that comforting routine, and she did not want that, ever. Dreams were for foolish people.
8:38 AM
this was from jan 17th POUR
8:35 AM
this was from jan 6th FIGURE Her stately figure adorned the ballroom floor as she glided across it gracefully, like a swan in a sea of crows. Her beauty outshone that of every single lady in the room, yet the prince was not charmed by her. Not one bit.
8:33 AM
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