Wednesday, November 16, 2005
so aus finally qualified for the world cup after erm 31 years? so its no surprising that there is a MASSIVE amount of noise on the streets right now which is great cept that i have an exam...
actually, i dun mind the noise that much...i think its really funny...besides i havent been studying much since 6pm anyway and honestly i dun much give a damn too even though im so screwed...
so yeah party in the streets im real tempted to go downstairs and join them... looks fun...crazy delirious guys...probably drunk too running amock on the roads...yeah roads with cars coming straight at them.... one thing abt the aussies...they are all crazy...the drivers dun actually mind the guy running ard in the middle of the road they just drive past him....this couple was standing at the junction beside my apartment and they were just shouting at every car that goes past and the people in the cars will be honking away and cheering with them....yes WITH them.... drums...horns the such... and this guy with a flag just ran towards on coming traffic and the people in the cars just reach out their hands and high 5 him as he past... now tts a sight to see...when will we ever get that in sg?
imagine....same scenario:
guy in middle of street with sg flag (u mean people actually own one???? much less bring them out...and *gulp* its not even national day!) running towards on coming traffic in celebration...
*honk honk honk*
"oei! u want to die issit? u want to die go somewhere else to die, dun get me in trouble ok.....i dun want to go to jail....CB!"
ok though they will prob do it more vulgarly and with more hokkien terms inserted....
man i love aussie... so everyone together now...
AUSSIE AUSSIE AUSSIE!
OEI! OEI! OEI!
found a pot of gold@ 12:55
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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
