I
miss
you!
Navigations above *points up*
I was born to tell you I love you...
I'm sorry I took so long...
for my baby;
Lady of perfection,
Do not be afraid.
You are not alone.
You have me to share your bed.
Lay the bed and set it up,
In crimson or in white.
Lay you down as so do I,
In brilliant blinding light.
If death comes for you.
Let it take me too.
Without you there is no life.
For I have life in you.
"I have indeed been made destiny's fool.
And yet still I remain,
In the infactuations of someone that thinks me untrue.
Do not look at me in disdain-"
"Do not stain thy lips with quick words and empty promises.
For I promise you,
every word uttered from your breath shall be in vain.
You vile creature of loathsome forthcomings,
What look could I give you but disdain?
Should I tell you the truth of my own feelings?
How I absoulutely hate the very mention of thy name?"
"Do not speak of me as one who speaks with quick words,
and a tongue as slick as a snake.
What bitter irony has been left by fate,
For me to listen to a hypocrite such as thou,
who left so many in her wake.
Sweet gentle, fair lady who comes in gracefully,
To stay with one and then the other,
And leave as mist,
A once proud memory."
"Your words ring false, O speaker of denial.
Although false they strike a nerve.
They strike as a sword-"
"How quiant to be speaking of swords,
by someone who has struck with hidden daggers.
She who wields the only sword that doesn't kill."
First she draws a pic of me as a fish and someone coming to chop me up (the someone shall remain nameless, I think i'll call it a "she", therefore she will be reffered to as "G" Well in the first pic i am a fish and G is coming with at me with a butcher's knife.
In the next pic she draws me using MSN plus, i am dangling from my neck, off the short end of a long drop with... I'm being hanged. So mean.
Well then i ask her to draw ma happy pic. So she does... I'm 6 feet under and G is very happy. *sigh...
So I ask her to draw me a pic where I'm still alive and ppl are happy... well she then draws a pic... true enough ppl were happy and now I'm alive... I'm just in the hospital with G, Jo and Fi by my bed side. Great...
You know wat? I think I'll just stop la... No point. Maybe I really am going to die... oh well... if i don't blog for a month you know why la. Haha. Kk, ciaoz...
Then someone asks me if i have a ticket... oh the joys of being a young kl singer... hehe, free entrance. plus i got to miss skool. But the exhibition hall is alot bigger than i expected, so i walk past the YKLS stall and after awhile, of course I find it la. So then more ppl come, and we decide to go outside to practice and warm up. So we look like a bunch of psycho's in black singing, but it went well in the end. Our first song was the best i think. then we had another song... can't remember wat. Haha. I think it was Balia Di Sehu' That didn't really go well cos not many ppl knew the lyrics, so you can see a lot of ppl saying some pretty funny stuff. Then we had a Chinese Song. Feng Yang Ge. That went pretty well. I think we had Magnificent horses after that. We were suffering a dire lack of Tenor 1's, so we had to improvise. It went pretty well too. But Jamaican Market Place was kind of a joke, cos its pretty high so we sounded really soft. Then we ended with Verde Mar again. That was the first song we sang but it was our closing too and we were forced to form a make shift conga line round the exhibition hall. When walking i realised that there were quite a few breakable objects at close reach, and with the YKLS dancing like monkeys it was pretty apparent why the stall vendors didn't exactly jump for joy when we started dancing round the hall.
So I meet up with William after the show then we head over to KL Central. long story short, we go to mv and then we go to Ching Loong's hse. Ching Loong's hse was fun. It was a good thing we had dinner early cos if we waited for Darren as planned we would've eaten dinner at 8.30. So he finally comes then we're talking and stuff then we deicde to have supper. Me, William, Darren and Ching Loong ate 4 roti canai's, 3 maggi goreng's, 3 egg's, 2 roti telur and a few drinks. Sounds good. Anyways I'm too lazy to type anymore so the continuation shall be my next post. Ciaoz..
Lets see. There's spelling b tomorrow. Thats gonna be boring. Errr.... Debate discussion tomorrow too i think. Wat else arr? Ooh! CSS camp is this weekend. Cool. I'm bringing Twister. Yay! Can get all twisted. Hahaha. There's also a YKLS movement practice tomorrow. How am i going to get to it? I wonder. Well I have made a new discovery. I think I may be a metrosexual. In cas you don't know wat that is its basically in the nicest sense a guy who expresses feminine traits but is 100% straight. e.g. shopping, dancing, singing (it can be counted as a feminine act), poetry, etc etc if there are anymore la. So weird la. But at least I know I'm definately straight. =) Well now I need to go. so I'll blog tomorrow or something. Won't be blogging over the weekend, I'l be at camp. So ciaoz la.
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