The Brief Summary.

written on the wall
Close to my heart
But just never close enough
It's forever the story
Of courage and daring
Times of tired smiles
And all the evil trials

Vagrant as we pray
Please make us more than just hearsay
More hungry than fire
Combustible desire
Do not to the streets
Waste our special feats

Brave the impulse now child
Cool off your burning lips
It wouldn't do us any good if you
Turned from red to grey
Grind those ivory whites now
And just before you let go
Roll up your tardy sleeves
Wear it there and make it through

I'm sorry but twenty or so
Of your years have been determined for you
Designation of your mind and soul
You have no control
So let it go
LET IT GO

Not without a fight we won't
Not without a fight we won't
Not without a fight we won't
Not without

Pardon patience
It's a painful game
But if it's waiting we lack
The mirror shows us who's to blame


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Wednesday, February 23, 2005
this red hand of mine

oh die. wednesday: today. friday: oh die.

i had just finished mopping the floor when i realised that i had no food for lunch. i checked my wallet and said, "No moolah for food la!" i checked for instant noodles. they had magically disappeared. i was dying of starvation. i wanted to beg for money to buy food, or maybe steal something from the convenience shop downstairs. my stomach was growling like T-Rex and my hands were shaking. suddenly, the doorbell rang. i was already in an irritable mood since i had no food. i looked at the peep hole to see who it was. i saw a figure in a white shirt hurrying away. i opened the door to see if he had left anything on my doorstep. there was nothing but just as i was about to close the door and go back to my moping, the smell of food danced into my nasal canal. i looked to the left at the shoe rack and saw a stack of clear plastic boxes wrapped in a plastic bag. what's so magical about that? the boxes contained FOOD. salvation!

i grabbed the bag and opened all the boxes and tucked in. i felt alive again. as i was eating, i wondered about the figure who left me the food. was he an angel? maybe they DO exist. but why would angels go around leaving food for people? well, there are many stories in the bible about angels appearing and providing food for those lost in the desert. had i experienced the divine? was the food from heaven? or maybe it was just some anonymous Good Samaritan with the ability to detect starving people and give them food. if so, he's needed in tsunami affected countries. his "starvation sense" would go crazy. so i was eating and pondering, when i noticed a slip of laminated paper on the corner of the dining table. curious, i grabbed it and read what it said. it looked like a schedule and had food items written all over it.

i stumbled upon this: "Thursday, 23 Feb: Plum-sauce chicken, braised tau kee and daily vegetables"

it was a catering service. so much for the angel or the anonymous Good Samaritan with psychic abilities. it was only a delivery guy.

so much for that. school kind of sucked today. everyone who tried to pon got caught. two of my classmates who tried to pon in the morning got caught by our civics tutor. then, after maths lecture, Phyllis and i tried to pon but got caught by a PE teacher. damn it. oh, and i have to cancel tennis tonight cause of some last night of chinese new year dinner thing. damn it. sorry DENNIS, can't make it for TENNIS. sorry, couldn't help myself.

have i mentioned the two rocking original creations by Werd? it was a Monday night and we were waiting for all the damn mat bands to finish all their shit songs. it was sad and absurd to see so many lamers in the damn jamming place. Maybe it was only Wee Lee that has so many lamers. literally EVERY room had lamers in them. it was sad to see jamming become a lamer thing. boon had rooms fully booked. next time we should just book rooms from boon. the acts there have CLASS. i frequently see this guy who plays drums and sings for a jazz band that plays in the Hard Rock Cafe there. anyways, 'The Singer" and "On My Own" turned out great. it was amazing how fast we clicked to get everything together. it was like a invisible link. the drums slowed when they were supposed to slow and vice-versa. kudos to Dom on that part, even though he was a bit rusty. Vic was sublime at the bass. he caught on really quick and it was good to see him connect with the songs and he was visibly having a good time playing them. Kelvin and i were surprised at how fast it took to get the drums and bass together. we thought it would take longer since it was a long time since we jammed. oh well, two down, two to go. the riffs are ready and our lyrical tongues are at our disposal. onward!

is it 'chup goh meh' or 'chap gor meh'? who cares. it just means food and a mad dash to give out last minute red packets.

for Werd's face with the bass, sing this one man:
"I'd give it up for just one more day with you
Give it up for just one more day
I'd give it up for just one more day with you

I'd give it up for just one more day with you
Give it up, give it all away
I'd give it up for just one more day with you

We'll be miles apart
I'll keep you deep inside
You're always in my heart
A new life to start
You may be leaving but you're always in my heart

I need you now, we're miles apart
I'll keep you deep inside
You're always in my heart
I need you now, we're miles apart
You may be leaving but you're always in my heart"

relax la bro. things happen for a reason. just be patient and see what life has in store for you.

"We'll see what we see
Yeah, we'll be what we'll be
We'll feel what we feel
If it's fake or real

So from now till then
When the world spins again
I will wait for you there
Yes, i'll see you there"



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