L I Y A N A' S . S E C R E T S


K O O K Y . G I R L
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.MY NAME.
Aimiliyana Shamsuddin

.BIRTHDAY.
15th December 1982

.SIGN.
Saggitarius

.I AM....
An obsessive compulsive who relish in organized mess, with a creative imagination and gets highly excited about purple monkeys.

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Monday, June 13, 2005
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Graveyard for Killer Kites

Mood: Sombre

May the Killer Kites rest in peace..

The many angsana trees that lined Pasir Ris Park has become a graveyard to kites that lived for only a brief glorious moment in the sky. Some of them, with their skins torn away from their skeletons but yet attached to their umbilical cords hang downwards from the branches while others lay unmotionless amidst the leaves.

The picnic I had saw us 9 cousins trying to get the kites to fly in non-existant winds. Those younger ones managed to get theirs to fly while running around at stumbling speeds in the field. Finally, ours did fly when the wind changed directions and blew towards the sea and the sun has already set in the west.

I spent the next hour lying on the grass looking at the clouds and convincing myself that the stars didn't move and it wasn't a UFO. With the girls blowing bubbles and eating cookies, I fell in love with the beach over again.

Ending the day with the movie Cursed, I came back out of air and energy but yet before hitting the sack, talked to Fadh who needed some assurance that his braincells didn't leave him.. [its 0315 so pardon me if I sound sarcastic, demoralising or just full of crap. I'm sleepy and some of MY braincells have escaped me..]

Good nite.
May the kites rest in peace..



posted by AimiLiyana 3:29 am