i had a dream last nite that i was a toy (very toy story-esque!). a pretty my little pony toy. and i belonged to this wonderful girl, let's call her Anna, who would comb my mane and my long colourful tail everyday.

i had always wondered wat it would be like if my stuffed toys all came alive one night. and now it was kind of a role reversal where i was the living breathing toy. kind of a childhood perversion perhaps?

one day, anna was combing my hair, and she started talking to me about her previous toy - a malibu barbie. she told me that she really loved her previous doll a lot coz she did a lot just to get the doll. She went to check up on every detail of the doll, from it's price to where they sell it. and she saved up for 6 whole months just to get it. she said that she brought her doll everywhere and that she had shared some exciting times with her malibu barbie.

you see, i wasn't worked hard for. i was given to Anna as a present. And although i understood that Anna really loved me, behind all that, i knew that i wasn't something that she had asked for as a present. i was just one of those toys that you get first and then you love. so hearing about the malibu barbie wasn't exactly music to the ears. in fact, it was really really hurting knowing that i wasn't and wouldn't be as cherished as the malibu barbie, and knowing that combing my hair wasn't that exciting at all.

but i couldn't blame anybody coz it wasn't my fault that i got sent as a present, nor was it Anna's. nor could i blame anybody when Anna told me that she loved the first time she bought a new dress for her barbie and all i had were hair accessories. It was just one of those things that make you really really sad and really really wistful.

that aside, i really think i've been sleeping too much.

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