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29 July Sunday - A Long Week Ahead1:36 pm:
I have this feeling of boredom & complete laziness. I'm trying hard to fight it out, but...guess I'm too lazy to as well.
2:27 pm:
WAKE UP for heaven's sake!!
3:05 pm:
I think I'm turing into a little square....that's too scary. Maybe I should get myself a pet or something.
15 July The DartboardOne day, my father brought my bother a dartboard.
My brother hanged the board in the most suitable wall in his very small room (around 10X16m & was actually part of our living room), on the one facing the the side of his bed. That gave him a distance of around 9m to throw his darts from.
Few days passed by. Then one day, my brother wasn't home & therefore the "Do Not Enter" sign wasn't quite effective.
I got in and checked his dartboard. It was as good as new. The wall around it however was full of little holes caused by darts. Holes that were as far as a 100cm from the board. Of course I couldn't leave without carving some holes of my own. As time went on, more little holes were carved on the wall.
If you passed by my brother's room, you could hear him throwing the dart & some creative wall hole being created. It sounded something like this (tok..cleek). And if you tried peeking through the door's key hole...aa..eh, no, he's had that blocked by the time. Then after sometime, little holes started to creep through the dartboard.
They went deeper, deeper and deeper untill it was just full of holes. Eventually, one day, a little hole actually crept into that tiny little red area in the middle of the board.
It was such a deep hole. And if you examined the state of the board at that time, you'd know that a lot of effort has been put into that hole. You could even notice that extra holes got carved on the wall. And I think, It was that day that my brother thought he could actually take on a career as a sniper.
...Ania P.S. My brother is not a sniper. 10 July Tuesday - Squashing Tonight D:2:05 pm:
I edited permissions settings on my space this morning & set it to public...I got like 10 views in 2 hours. I'm famous (H).
3:48 pm:
I'm done with that stupid document...now I'll probably get another .. task!!
5:50 pm
14 views uptill now...2 in the last hour hour.
Wed - 10:28 am:
I'm back to work & ending this post.
...Ania
06 July That Little Piece Of ChocolateI was doin fine...just fine. Or at least I thought I was. Sometimes ignorance is a bliss.
And then, all of a sudden, this something; lets just call it a little piece of chocolate, shows up. It's has a shiny cover, it's got some cute carvings on it and it looks like everything a chocolate lover would ever want. And, lets just say that, I didn't know I'm a chocolate lover untill I saw this one!! yea, it's silly but you can all understand it's just a methaphor. So, I put my bet on the table, I want that one to be mine.
I lose the bet...of course :S. But it's okay, I mean...it's only a piece of choco. You can just go buy one from the supermarket, can't u?
However, go search every supermarket in town...nothing...just nothing compares to that piece.
Thoughts of me losing the bet hunts me down.
But com'on...ain't it me who took all the wrong moves! And I keep thinking "What was wrong about it?" Then the answer comes right at me, "What was Right about it!!?". It was nothing but trouble, it was humilitating, it was stupid.
And even if I'd won the piece of choco I was never gonna get to taste it anyways..simply cos I would only put on weight & get a few acne on my face!
I Know, that deep inside I don't want that piece of choco, I really do.
But it's hunting me down...it's like magic...like I've fallen in love with it!! And I just want it OFF my head.. I want all chocos off my head..I want to go back to that stage in my life where I did not know chocos exist. I want to live chocoless! Is that too Hard!?
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