Saturday, January 31, 2004
- haiya i'm tired again... so what else is new yeah? same old brand new me. recently i've been sleeping less than less... it's quite depressing.
what's been going on? i tink samuel got it right when he said he had no life beyond sch and canoeing... i have no life. period. same as last year, same as the year before, and probably no life the next year too. i mean, i finish at five nearly everyday and if i don't, it's prolli seven. sian loh... although i'm mortally scared of feb 19th or whenever the results are coming out. it's like... it takes so long to construct a world, to carve out a niche, so to speak, in nj. now, some exterior force (sounds so movie-ish) is threatening to make that world cave in. it's so hard to face up to reality, esp when i see all the 23-ians mon to fri and everyone's seemingly ignorant that what we have, fragile though it is, is coming to an inevitable end. it's so true, it's so sad, and we can't even do a bloody thing abt it! whatever people say abt keeping in contact if we all filter to different schools is rubbish loh... i mean, it's not the same as if we were in the same wonderful class. even if by some miracle i stay in nj along with the rest of the class, who's to say that we'll be in the same class? it's so damn sad! i'll be leaving my jies and meis behind... and my new-found bil...
haha i shall elaborate on my new found bil n not sucker myself into depression. bil is an acronym for Brother-In-Law aka prada! he decided to marry jill right? ;) i want the bride price ah... 50 cows! lolx. i'm so lame. haha the 23 family is expanding.
thanks jenn for lending me the excellent scores! i was a zapper's apprentice that day at the library. zap zap zap. i zapped the scores which i was looking for for, like, forever! i finally got the -albeit uncomplete- score of past the point of no return. it's so beautiful you cld cry...
You have come here in pursuit of your deepest urge,
in pursuit of that wish,
which till now has been silent,
silent . . .
I have brought you, that our passions may fuse and merge -
in your mind you've already succumbed to me
dropped all defences completely succumbed to me -
now you are here with me:
no second thoughts,
you've decided, decided . . .
Past the point of no return -
no backward glances:
the games we've played till now are at an end . . .
Past all thought of "if" or "when" -
no use resisting:
abandon thought, and let the dream descend . . .
What raging fire shall flood the soul?
What rich desire unlocks its door?
What sweet seduction lies before us . . .?
Past the point of no return,
the final threshold -
what warm, unspoken secrets will we learn?
Beyond the point of no return . . .
CHRISTINE
You have brought me to that moment where words run dry,
to that moment where speech disappears into silence,
silence . . .
I have come here, hardly knowing the reason why . . .
In my mind, I've already imagined our bodies entwining
defenceless and silent -
and now I am here with you: no second thoughts,
I've decided, decided . . .
Past the point of no return -
no going back now:
our passion-play has now, at last, begun . . .
Past all thought of right or wrong -
one final question:
how long should we two wait, before we're one . . .?
When will the blood begin to race
the sleeping bud burst into bloom?
When will the flames, at last, consume us . . .?
BOTH
Past the point of no return
the final threshold -
the bridge is crossed, so stand and watch it burn . . .
We've passed the point of no return . . .
jenn i wanna noe where u get the scires from! i love them so much... think of me sounds heavenly! haha maybe i'll ka chao u till you finally give up...
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