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and there was nothing.
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04-12-1992
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nothing particular.
the place people come to for help.
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(Thursday, August 24, 2006/5:55 PM)

Two Heads Think Better Than One
It's all cos' I came in like that,
And things started to change.
Fate works in ever mysterious ways,
Your life in disarray.

Was I supposed to save you from,
The darkness of Hope's End?
And from that moment on it seemed,
Hope's ladder just began.

I thought it would be better,
For things to work this way.
Now I've understood my mistakes,
And I'm just here to say.

Is it not possible between us,
Is it not possible at all?
Or do we keep it just like this,
Till' things just start to fall?

All the things you did to me,
Don't matter at all when.
You give me a smile, a joke, a laugh,
Then it all seems to bend.

Away from this world, away from the rules,
Away from all confusion.
Away from all that should be done,
Away from the disillusions.

Now have I gone too far,
You don't look all that right.
Maybe things were supposed to be like this,
I just don't have the might.

The strength to conquer fear,
Of when that day will come.
The strength to sit still and wait,
While someone gently hums.

A tune that's ever so happy.
And one that's ever so sad.
A tune containing all the joy
And all the hatred and mad.

We have already come this far,
And I suppose I'm forced to change.
My way of thinking, that you and I,
Will never be the same.

So now I'm waiting for you to come,
To see that laugh, that smile.
Then maybe I'll see the road ahead,
And walk another mile.

-100% Done by Me, always here and waiting.

Finally those results are out. Lucky me, looks like I won't have to spend my holiday over some assesment books. Pity yas, Loy. Hope your'e recovering from that ownage blow.

It was boring today. Whoever modified the timetable shouldn't have put 1h20min of History and 1h of Geog together before recess. Somehow, during recess, something always pops up and you're left with an empty stomach. True enough, the premotion came, well...true. I had to help Kee get his green form done.

Looked like any other perfect Green Form, until, well...the clerks asked for a photocopy of his exam sheet. Okay, so he got jacked. After lots and lots of contemplation, a failed call to his mom, and i dunno what else, they let him off with the letter from the Class Teacher. So I was such a good friend, follow him all the way. Those dumb clerks wouldn't even let me say good luck to him, I just got a "okay, go back to class". Sian...then i got my math marks. =P

There's not really much to talk about now, as everyone in 2.9 would know I "have alot on my mind". The poem took time anyway so, yeah. Born poet+52 for Lit=Faint, maybe?


"So it all ends like that,
I'm looking at the malice.
Maybe we just broke away slowly,
It's just that I didn't notice."