Saturday, May 07, 2005
marbles Back then i was playing with my marbles, old marbles..i was having my time
alone, fun time alone..you were playing with your doll monkey, a cute brown monkey..
iy was kinda old, older than my marbles..you asked me with a lot of gusto if
you could play with me an my marbles, my old marbles..at first i was afraid and
realy hesistant..but i gave in, that what i always do..you played with my marbles, you
made it bounce on the green marble floor..and i watch intensely as you enjoyed
playing with them..i started to feel comfortable, so comfortable..i started talking
to you..i started opening up and said how much i love my marbles..but deep inside
i was afraid that you might break my marbles..but i guess what's the fuss all about..it's
time that i share my marbles..i'm not a child who is egoistic or anything..i asked
about you doll if it's fine just lying in the floor coz i know dolls are sensitive and
dirt could easily soil them..you said it was fine he'll understand (as if it was alive)..
you told how much you used to like your doll but after some wear and tear..you got tired of it..
i didn't notice how much time we've spent together playing..you started rolling away my marbles
and let it bounce the wall..my heart raced as my marble hit the wall..you might break it, i said to myself..
then he came with a toy gun..you approached him and asked if you could play with his toy gun, a nice big toy
gun..how i wish i had one..then you looked back to me and threw my marbles..thanks, i guess that's
what i saw as you opened my mouth..you enjoyed playing with the toy gun acting as if your some kind of action star..
i smiled and laughed coz i find it really funny..i didn'y play with my marbles coz you might want to play with it again..then he had to leave but he'll be back he said..so you sat beside me and i asked if you would like yo played with my marbles..you declined saying you're tired and i handed you the monkey..you started playing
with it..i thought you were tired..i am tired but i want to play with my monkey..i thought you
got tired of your monkey..it was awhile ago not now you said..i smiled and hid my marbles inside my pocket..
i walked away from you but without saying thank you..thank you for noticing my marbles..my old marbles..
it might be old but it's all that i have..thank you for noticing i had fun watching you..almost destroy my marbles..i jokingly said to myself..then i came across him..carrying his toy gun..i looked back and saw you dropped your doll..you grabbed the gun and started playing..acting as if your an action star..again..i smiled again..one step..two step..i stop..grabbed my marbles inside my pocket..one step..two step..i looked back..i started running..i tumbled and my marbles found its way outside my pocket..i started collecting them..i smiled..and laughed at myself..what a fool..i stared at my marbles and saw some crack..i kissed them and said sorry..i'll never do that again i said..i'll never let you hit the wall again..i'll never bounce let you bounce the floor..i'll just keep you inside my pocket where you are safe..is it?Stupid_Doug sitting... waiting... at 5/07/2005 09:33:00 AM | 0 comments
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"raymond j. san diego. aka monmon / momon / esdi / sd. Graduating psych student.
Gemini. Suffers from bipersonality disorder. Could last a day without talking.
Or could be the most manic person the next minute. Also suffers from sleep paralysis.
Loves the color green. Love dogs. Loves to sweat it out. Loves spongebob.
Frustrated cook. Frustrated singer. Frustrated instrument player.
Too optimistic.Too passive at times that he would laugh about things.
Too preoocupied with himself that he's talking in third person. "
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