bandages
injured fingers
i wonder what these really mean...
25 August 2006
21 August 2006
so much for stealth, i thought silently. a hand grabbed my arm from behind. i span around, only to realise that it was only her.
she looked into my eyes, determined to bring me to her fiancee. i shoke off her grip defiantly. she hesitated, then said resigned tone, "well, i can always pretend i never found you."
i gratefully turned my back towards her, and headed for the exit. i opened the door, which was the only way out of the hotel room we were both in, and headed into the corridor. upon hearing footsteps, i dived into the nearest place i could hide -- through an unlocked door, into a small passageway half hidden along the corridor.
i could hear the movement of gears in the background. the place was dimly lit, for it did not even require the presence of light in the first place. a small carriage of baggage transported by the cable above me and it almost ran over me. i looked around for a possible exit out of this maze i had unwittingly entered...
why am i running away? from the girl, my best friend... the one who is most important to me... from that fiancee. that horrible man who took my most important person from me. well, i'm well aware that i have to let her go someday anyway, just that this man... the thought of him made my blood boil.
i figured my way along the corridor, trying to feel my way around with my hands. suddenly, faintly i saw another figure ahead of me looking shocked that i was too, in the same tunnel as she is.
"what? u're trapped here too?"
strange as it is, she became my new companion. our only goal was to escape from this maze of baggage.
today is the day. the day my dearest friend was to be officially engaged with that man. i can safely say that both me and her fiancee were well aware of each other's hostility, and unfortunately, i do not have the power and wealth like her fiancee. so i had no choice but to slide silently into the shadows, silently guarding my best friend, trying to hide my feelings towards her.
me and my new companion found something that looked like an exit : a strange looking slide with a golden rod above the slide. my companion took the slide first, i followed, only to realise i was somehow stuck at the top of the slide. must be my huge butt -- despite people claiming huge butts means easy delivery or what crap. or it's the work of some superglue... nevertherless it was most likely my only means of escape. i tried to haul my butt to get myself some momentum, but to no avail.
"hurry, you don't have much time..." at this time, i felt someone right behind me, giving me a slight push. i was sure that there was no one behind me... but i didn't have time to wonder if the one behind me was a human or a ghost or anything else. down the slide i went, but i only found myself in another dimly lit room, leading to a flight of stairs down to the bottom of the hotel building.
i knew time was running out. i had to stop their engagement! both me and my companion ran down the stairs, and i started formulating my plan of "sabotage". i knew my best friend would probably hate me for this, but at the very least, i should let my feelings reach her. yet the only obstacle would be that fiancee of hers. with his power he would probably have sealed all the exits of the hotel building to catch me. i have to take another route then... if i ever get caught it might be the end of everything.
without letting my companion realise anything, i went through the door next to the stairs i saw on my way down, into another corridor. if my memory didn't fail me, the hotel building and the neighbouring building are inter-connected by a series of passageways. i smiled to myself, thinking that victory would be mine. i came to the end of the corridor, and went down to the bottom of the stairs at the end of the corridor. just as i opened the door to the lobby of the building, i heard more footsteps.
darn. it must be the security guard. i hid behind the shadows of the reception counter, and the guard didn't seem to notice me. great. as he turned out of sight, i ran towards the exit of the building...
at this instance, the shutters of the exit dropped down suddenly. i couldn't make it through the exit in time. i am trapped.
then i heard footsteps behind me. "good job," the voice i had loathed so much, praised the security guard's work. i turned around and glared at the man i hated most in my entire life, with my best friend by his side.
he sneered, "i knew you would not fall into our hands so easily in the hotel we were in. so i guessed u would take the hidden passageway into this building, that's why i told the guard here to seal all exits as well. hahaha... any last words you have to say?"
my best friend tried to protest, but he stopped her. "no, from now onwards u don't need a friend like her."
i gritted my teeth, furious at that careless comment he made. "no. that's not for you to decide." i grabbed my friend's hand, and ran for the series of maze again. when i've gone deep enough into that baggage maze, and sure that we would not be pursued, i turned to my best friend. she was gasping for breath, but a little amused at what happened.
after catching my breath, i tried to steady myself before my confession. "actually... i don't want you to get married to him."
"i know... it's pretty obvious." she half giggled.
i smiled, for the first time in a few months.
i continued, "actually, there's something i want to tell you."
"what is it?"
"i know... you might hate me for this... but... actually... i like you..."
"yeah... i like you too."
"no no... not that kind of friendship like... it's... different."
she looked a littled stunned. a period of awkward silence followed.
i tried to break that silence. "i... just wanted to let u know that... that's all. u can go back and get married to him..."
".... no... it's not like that... actually... i'm also hesitating as to whether i really want to get married to him..."
i raised an eyebrow. i thought she liked him so much, then why the hesitation?
she replied as if she understood my thoughts. "i knew i wasn't perfect enough for him. i'm scared... that he'll shun away from me once he knew what kind of person i really am after our marriage..."
she paused, then continued, "but for you it's different... i guess..."
i smiled at that. "nah, u're an angel to me, why would he shun away from you?"
she fidgeted and said in a squeaky voice... "actually i'm not an angel... i'm ugly..."
"no u're not. don't worry..."
"no u don't understand... i..."
she ripped open the top of her blouse and...
all i see is a thick forest of chest hair.
WHAT? HAIR ON A GIRL'S CHEST?!
essentially that was the dream i had yesterday. wonders. so i'm a lesbian? LOL. and dreams. are. weird. -_-
sorry for the weird english phrasing and lack of punctuation and grammer. oh well, who cares.
she looked into my eyes, determined to bring me to her fiancee. i shoke off her grip defiantly. she hesitated, then said resigned tone, "well, i can always pretend i never found you."
i gratefully turned my back towards her, and headed for the exit. i opened the door, which was the only way out of the hotel room we were both in, and headed into the corridor. upon hearing footsteps, i dived into the nearest place i could hide -- through an unlocked door, into a small passageway half hidden along the corridor.
i could hear the movement of gears in the background. the place was dimly lit, for it did not even require the presence of light in the first place. a small carriage of baggage transported by the cable above me and it almost ran over me. i looked around for a possible exit out of this maze i had unwittingly entered...
why am i running away? from the girl, my best friend... the one who is most important to me... from that fiancee. that horrible man who took my most important person from me. well, i'm well aware that i have to let her go someday anyway, just that this man... the thought of him made my blood boil.
i figured my way along the corridor, trying to feel my way around with my hands. suddenly, faintly i saw another figure ahead of me looking shocked that i was too, in the same tunnel as she is.
"what? u're trapped here too?"
strange as it is, she became my new companion. our only goal was to escape from this maze of baggage.
today is the day. the day my dearest friend was to be officially engaged with that man. i can safely say that both me and her fiancee were well aware of each other's hostility, and unfortunately, i do not have the power and wealth like her fiancee. so i had no choice but to slide silently into the shadows, silently guarding my best friend, trying to hide my feelings towards her.
me and my new companion found something that looked like an exit : a strange looking slide with a golden rod above the slide. my companion took the slide first, i followed, only to realise i was somehow stuck at the top of the slide. must be my huge butt -- despite people claiming huge butts means easy delivery or what crap. or it's the work of some superglue... nevertherless it was most likely my only means of escape. i tried to haul my butt to get myself some momentum, but to no avail.
"hurry, you don't have much time..." at this time, i felt someone right behind me, giving me a slight push. i was sure that there was no one behind me... but i didn't have time to wonder if the one behind me was a human or a ghost or anything else. down the slide i went, but i only found myself in another dimly lit room, leading to a flight of stairs down to the bottom of the hotel building.
i knew time was running out. i had to stop their engagement! both me and my companion ran down the stairs, and i started formulating my plan of "sabotage". i knew my best friend would probably hate me for this, but at the very least, i should let my feelings reach her. yet the only obstacle would be that fiancee of hers. with his power he would probably have sealed all the exits of the hotel building to catch me. i have to take another route then... if i ever get caught it might be the end of everything.
without letting my companion realise anything, i went through the door next to the stairs i saw on my way down, into another corridor. if my memory didn't fail me, the hotel building and the neighbouring building are inter-connected by a series of passageways. i smiled to myself, thinking that victory would be mine. i came to the end of the corridor, and went down to the bottom of the stairs at the end of the corridor. just as i opened the door to the lobby of the building, i heard more footsteps.
darn. it must be the security guard. i hid behind the shadows of the reception counter, and the guard didn't seem to notice me. great. as he turned out of sight, i ran towards the exit of the building...
at this instance, the shutters of the exit dropped down suddenly. i couldn't make it through the exit in time. i am trapped.
then i heard footsteps behind me. "good job," the voice i had loathed so much, praised the security guard's work. i turned around and glared at the man i hated most in my entire life, with my best friend by his side.
he sneered, "i knew you would not fall into our hands so easily in the hotel we were in. so i guessed u would take the hidden passageway into this building, that's why i told the guard here to seal all exits as well. hahaha... any last words you have to say?"
my best friend tried to protest, but he stopped her. "no, from now onwards u don't need a friend like her."
i gritted my teeth, furious at that careless comment he made. "no. that's not for you to decide." i grabbed my friend's hand, and ran for the series of maze again. when i've gone deep enough into that baggage maze, and sure that we would not be pursued, i turned to my best friend. she was gasping for breath, but a little amused at what happened.
after catching my breath, i tried to steady myself before my confession. "actually... i don't want you to get married to him."
"i know... it's pretty obvious." she half giggled.
i smiled, for the first time in a few months.
i continued, "actually, there's something i want to tell you."
"what is it?"
"i know... you might hate me for this... but... actually... i like you..."
"yeah... i like you too."
"no no... not that kind of friendship like... it's... different."
she looked a littled stunned. a period of awkward silence followed.
i tried to break that silence. "i... just wanted to let u know that... that's all. u can go back and get married to him..."
".... no... it's not like that... actually... i'm also hesitating as to whether i really want to get married to him..."
i raised an eyebrow. i thought she liked him so much, then why the hesitation?
she replied as if she understood my thoughts. "i knew i wasn't perfect enough for him. i'm scared... that he'll shun away from me once he knew what kind of person i really am after our marriage..."
she paused, then continued, "but for you it's different... i guess..."
i smiled at that. "nah, u're an angel to me, why would he shun away from you?"
she fidgeted and said in a squeaky voice... "actually i'm not an angel... i'm ugly..."
"no u're not. don't worry..."
"no u don't understand... i..."
she ripped open the top of her blouse and...
all i see is a thick forest of chest hair.
WHAT? HAIR ON A GIRL'S CHEST?!
essentially that was the dream i had yesterday. wonders. so i'm a lesbian? LOL. and dreams. are. weird. -_-
sorry for the weird english phrasing and lack of punctuation and grammer. oh well, who cares.
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