Thursday, December 04, 2003
hmmm... Nyd's begin biased again! haha!*winks at Nydia* you just don't like them 'cos they refused to autograph ur poster! haha oh well... a qoute from ur FAVOURITE song which i always sing... "why don't you liberate your mind!" lol... jkjk i still love you! (yar...right...) though nto as much as i love marky(sweetie) andy(cutie) and kimi(errmmm...risky?? speedy? oh whatever!)

i finally found 16 other songs so i can burn a new cd... and i only wanted 1 song! its so irritating when after u burn a disc another nice song come out and u dun wanna waste another cd to burn just 1 song! and the stupid thingy is my bro's comp's speakers are faulty! damn him!

my dad's forcing me to go to this youth leadership camp on SUNDAY! arrgghhh... its not that i dun wanna go.. but i just wanna spend some time with my mates since most of us will disappear by the 17th.... but dun worry dearies! i'll be back in time for our 15th Dec Christmas dinner! so yeah sherm cyn i'll leave it to u guys to decide where to go... and who to ask(and NOT ask) along! *wink*

hmmm this time tmr... prom will be over.. yeah! can't wait!(for prom to be over!) i'm kinda sick of the whole thing even before it starts! 'cos for the past few weeks... the only topic for conversation everyon's on about is yep, PROM! bah but then again.. after prom... we will ahve a post-prom conversation and everyone will just be talking about yep, PROM! BAH!

found a pot of gold@ 16:03
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~ steph
~ jh
~ minyu
~ xiu
~ sherm
~ jac
~ pat
~ xp
~ tar
~ xiu
~ xiang
~ jingxian
~ zhenfang

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"One Art"

The art of losing isn't hard to master;
So many things seem filled with the intent
To be lost that their loss is no disaster.

Lose something every day. Accept the fluster
of lost keys, the hour badlly spent
The art of losing isn't hard to master.

Then practice losing farther, losing faster:
places, and names, and where it was you meant
to travel. None of these will bring disaster.

I lost my mother's watch. And look! my last, or
next-to-last, of three loved houses went.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.

I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster,
some realms I owne, two rivers, a continent.
I miss them, but it wasn't a disaster.

-Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture
I love) I shan't have lied. It's evident
the art of losing's not too hard to master
though it may look like (Write it!) like disaster.

-Elizabeth Bishop