Late Night

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I keep myself busy this morning by helping out Mrs. Burlington clean up my room and do the Laundry with Ms. Gina and Tanya not a single one of them approve of my decision but as if they have a choice to say No. They are afraid they will be kick out, I don't intend to bribe them but come on I don't have anything to do. And beside my artistic momentum is not coming into me yet. I'm not in the mood of painting. I take up Culture and Arts, I wanted to have my own exhibit someday. The last time I painted was a family playing in the park. Someone bought it and that's when I felt there's a big money in painting. Just be patient. I dunno but my Sister Connie once told me that all I need is an inspiration. Actually I know that but I don't know I don't feel like it. Sadly, I don't have one yet. And I don't know what kind of inspiration is she talking about. Because having them in my life is enough inspiration for me.
I still can't forget about the kiss, it was full of passion, desire and it feels like there's caring and it was genuine, sweet. Is that what Connie wanted to say? I wonder.  It was 2 weeks ago! I heard the next morning that he needed to fly to Singapore to attend a week faction. But it's two weeks now, I did get worried but I realize why do I care as if he bothers to call me and ask me how was my day.  I'm on my room and even if it's in the middle of summer the clouds seem to darken it looks like it's gonna rain. That's when I take out all I needed for painting. I smiled mischievously.

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