Man In The Middle

To quote The Bee Gees, I'm just the man in the middle. Of what? Everything, of course. It's nice being the eye of the hurricane. Everything else is blowing around you, you are safe and calm. Party's in three days! But up to today, interesting events have been unfolding all over the place.

• Rahman has his dad back again! Hooray for moderates! I hope the two can continue to co-exist peacefully.
• Bryan's back, and is willing to help with the drinks.
• Gawain's finally contactable, and is willing to source drinks, at a price.
• Christmas was a blast, and I really had a lot of fun. The cash and presents weren't too bad either.
• I am a full Corporal in BF2, with an eye on being a Sergeant. Yay unlocks! I unlocked the PKM Light Machine Gun, and the M95 Barret Sniper Rifle! Viva Las Headshots! Can't stop rockin'! Woohoo!
• I got a handphone! Yes, I am finally contactable. But be warned, I will still use my home phone if I'm at home.
• Party menu is decided, and so are the drinks!

Indeed, I have much to be grateful for. I thank all my friends and family, for helping me make it so far this year. Now, Ladies And Gentleman, For The Thousands In Attendance, And The Millions Watching At Home, LLLLEEEET"S GET READY TO RRRUUUUUUUUUUMMBLE!

North By Northeast

To quote Jack Black in the movie The Holiday: "Legend has it that when the Santa Anas blow, all bets are off, anything can happen." In my case, in the past few days when I've been out walking one heck of a cold breeze has been blowing. A chilling, frosty blast of ice whistling down from the north. Change is due soon. I can feel it, but I ain't sure what is gonna happen to me. But one thing's for sure, something's gotta give. It's too much to try and contend with the force of Winter, wind's coming in north by northeast. I'm just gonna lie back and go wherever the wind takes me.

On a more carefree and non-intellectual note, Fight Club training today was fun, and what happened after was even more fun. Today's attendance consisted of myself, Bryan, Abel, Jeremy Wong, and Wei Jie. The other four were practicing armed combat, something I do not excel in. I fight without rules, that's why I can be dangerous. My only style or mantra for combat is that unpredictability equals danger. If people can read you like a book, you might as well not bother. I took out my boredom on a wall and some pillars, and managed to bust open my left hand knuckles. Minor bleeding, just a flesh wound. I've had worse.

Stopped at around 12, went for lunch with Brian's German foreign exchange student Kim, at Serangoon Gardens Market. Char Kway Teow and Steamed dumplings. Aaaah, the sweet unhealthiness of it all. You know, I just realized that Kim looks extremely cute. I wonder why Bryan hasn't asked her out yet? I think I can see chemistry (no not the subject!) between the two of them. Hey, I'm no expert, but I think they are good for each other. Whatever.... Anyways, we went back to Bryan's place, and played poker using arcade chips in place of money. I psychoed Bryan out ForTheWin! Whoopee! Whee! Old Mr B, Riddle-Me-Ree! HAHAHA! I'm had such fun WINNING! But seriously, thanks Bryan, for being such a nice guy. You make a crazy nut like me happy I have such good buddies. I take my hat off to you.

Hmm, I must be going slightly mad. I'm supposed to be scheming, planning and plotting over a certain lady, and yet I'm wasting time? Wait, prioritizing ain't exactly my strong point. Gaah, forget it. I bought her a 2GB thumb drive for Christmas, and I'm gonna load it with love songs. If she don't get the hint, enough of that then. I'll slow down. Jingle Bell Rock, and Merry Christmas! Comin' At You!

The Piper At The Gates Of Dawn

You know, what with all this controversy over movies like The Golden Compass, The Chronicles Of Narnia, Harry Potter, The Lord Of The Rings, The Da Vinci Code and so on, I though I might just weigh in with my two bucks worth. Well, here goes.

I believe that to each, his own. You may come up with your own interpretations of whatever events may transpire. For example, V For Vendetta could be viewed as dangerous anti-government propaganda, or as a dark, yet heroic story of a man fighting a battle no one else would dare fight. Likewise, Robin Hood may be seen as a dangerous bandit who openly defies the law, or as a working-class hero (yeoman) with lordly roots who was unjustly removed from position. Even Tom Sawyer and Huckleberry Finn could be represented as troublemaking rebels against society and all embodiments of authority. In short, a bad example for any young mind. Or, they could be looked at as mischievous, but well-intentioned young scamps who make good in the end. Even children's classic Wind In The Willows has a chapter that generated much controversy. The Piper At The Gates Of Dawn, Chapter 7 in the book, was denounced as demonic, un-Christian and certainly not something for children to read. But when I first read the story, I saw only the wild, beautiful spirit of nature itself. The chapter, in my humble opinion, is just a celebration about the beauty of nature, not some deeper message designed to encourage belief in demons and spirits. So it was a great book, great fiction. Honestly, I know my idea isn't gonna change people's view, but I hope people can believe whatever they want, but at the same time respect the fact that not everyone will have the same opinion, and nobody likes to be forced into changing opinions. Good night, and God Bless Us, Everyone!

Roadblock, Or Just A Traffic Light?

Bloody 1am, and I'm supposed to be sleeping. Oh well. Here's a recount of Wednesday's events.

Slept until around 10, then got up, and somehow made my way down to Dhoby Ghaut, to go jamming with Rahman, Wei Jie and Jeremy. Those guys seem to forget that I can't play musical instruments yet, just vocals. Plus, to compound matters, we did not know any jamming studios. But we still went all the way to Swee Lee to muck around for a few hours. Rain started pouring down, so we ran through a little storm and got back to City Hall. Sakae Buffet Rocks! The only problems being that it's GST costs are bloody horrible(especially for students) and bloody hidden. Also, they have this problem of not fixing their coms, so we can't always order by computer. There were also these two tables of idiots in front of us in the buffet line. Typical Beng and Lian behaviour. Talk talk talk, swear in dialect, talk about things in a very inward-looking, non-cosmopolitan way, moan and groan about eating and gaining weight in singlish, blahblahblah. Oh BOOHOO. Don't eat if you don't want to. Sheesh. Never mind, we still managed to down close to 75 plates altogether, making it well worth the $60+ spent.

Got home, Maplestory refused to cooperate. I'm sorry Rahman, it wouldn't cooperate even when I told it that it had to collaborate, or be shot. So I played Mechwarrior for a few hours, then listened to Rascal Flatts until my dad complained I was supposed to be asleep. But I have one major piece of bad, or good, news.

Miss T.W. does not want to go watch Enchanted. She's already seen the movie, with some friends if I'm not wrong. But still, how this ends up depends on me, and I've just decided to view it as a traffic light, rather than a roadblock. I will ask her to watch The Golden Compass, and I will ask her tomorrow. That way, I can bring her to the premiers, or something like that. After all, the early bird gets the worm, if at first you don't succeed try try again, and all that. I am 100% certain I will do it. I won't stop trying, of that I'm assured.

Oh, and Happy Birthday Bryan Ng! Thanks for ten years of memories, and here's wishing for many more! Dias Naomh Aindrea! SA_FOREVER!

Postcards For A Party

Party's been confirmed for the 29th. I am truly sorry to all those who have to rearrange their schedules, but it can't be helped. Since I still can't confirm everyone, I will be sending out cards to invite everyone. Job search is stagnating, as my relatives still haven't got back to me. Also, I now have A Guitar! Yamato G44, made in Japan. Paid $99 for it. I'm very happy with the whole package, even if I can only play three chords as of now. Let my odyssey towards becoming a guitar hero begin! Rock On!

Alright, enough of that. I shall be visiting the SuperTeens camp next week, and saying hello to some of the guys. Also, I will be practising on my guitar, for about 30 mins each day, till I can play my beloved country and gospel songs. Once again, my thanks to Rahman and Jeremy Ho for accompanying me to get my guitar. Pics will be on my Friendster site, so go there and take a looksie. Goodnight!

Storm Clouds Gather, And A Sunbeam Shines Through

Two pieces of news, one bad and one that's very cagey. First off, concerning the BBQ. People are starting to cancel on me left, right, centre, up, down, and middle for good measure. Thus, I am seriously considering reorganising the whole BBQ, or moving it to a later date, namely the 22nd or the 29th of December. I know it's a heck near Christmas and Year's End, but it can't be helped. I still want to have a mega bash, and get everyone in for it. Food will also be bountiful, and I don't want any going to waste. Let's see, what else? Oh, now for a sunbeam or two. My job-hunt is picking up steam, and I should be able to get something concrete by the end of next week. I sincerely hope I can get Rahman a job as well. I would enjoy working alongside a comrade, at the very least.

But by far the brightest sunbeam: I have summoned up whatever inner courage I have to ask her out. I have been near for so many years, and yet wasted them all. But now, now is different. There is nothing to distract me, no exams nagging at the back of my head, no job or task screaming for attention. Just one goal, one purpose, one love. Everything else seems to have evaporated into a meaningless whisper in the breeze. It's funny how it hit me right before the exams. Priorities, I mean. Never mind. What I do know is that I love her, it sure ain't no crush. Not this time. Now when I look back, I guess the few relationships I had were never serious, more just a crazy crush, spur-of-the-moment kinda things. Flirting, at best. Yes, I Love Her. I just wish that someday I will have the courage to say that to her.

Dear God, I've seen what you can do,
I've seen you make miracles and hopeless dreams come true.
You made the heavens, the stars and the sea,
So how hard is it to ask if she loves me?

Updates Updates

The river of time rolls ever onward, and I sit by its banks waiting. What for, I don't know...that special something, somewhere, or Someone. I really don't know. But I still wait patiently. Who knows, lightning may strike.

Now then, on to my updates for the BBQ. News is both bad and good. Bad news: Quite a few girls and guys are all UTA(unable to attend). Reasons range from holidays to family get-togethers and so on. But never mind. Good news: The party is confirmed for the 15th. I will personally call, mail or visit everyone and give them directions, so nobody will get lost. Menu will be confirmed soon. Yes, it will be Teens Only. It may have a costume theme. Then again, maybe not. Who knows what the future may hold.

An Updated Guest List

GUYS
Me
Rahman
Wei Jie
Sam Stephens
Veerababu
Dennis
Dominic
James
Eric
Bryan
Jovi
Gawain -T
Sherwyn
Arthur
Timothy
David
Xuan Yang -T
Joel -T
Vernon -T
Dave Lee -T
Shaun -T

GIRLS
Tessa
Lisa Anne
Esther
Janilyn
Felisha
Adrielle
Cheryl
Sheryl
Erica -T
Yong Xian -T
Fatimah -T
Shirlyn -T
Hannah -T

*note: A few others may come along as well. This is flexible. Guys are allowed to bring Girlfriends, and Girls can bring Boyfriends. Just give me a few days notice.
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Updates end here. Tomorrow is a busy day, so I must get some rest. Goodnight, and Good Luck to one and all!

The Last Ten Years, And A Dash of Vitriol.

Alright, this day concludes another chapter in my life. Ten years of putting up with the damned Singapore education system. May they all burn in hell. Yes, them, the great collective used for all MOE personnel who have managed to piss me off in any small way I know. But it's been fun. I have so many fond memories of my school, and my friends, who would probably recall me having made this comment: I hate the system, but I love the school. Well, that statement still rings true. Those imbecilic, Machiavellian tyrants sitting away on their golden toilets, the fools who dreamed up such a moronic rote system of learning, can go to F*cking Blazes! I'm sure they will be welcome there, for ruining the lives of so many people. To those significant few, the ones who have really made a difference in my life, you have won my begrudging respect, and even admiration.

Now then, on to my vitriolic rant about the schools I have attended.

The many moronic, stupid, egotistical punks. The loud-mouthed twits running around school thinking you are the damn bloody kings of the school. Yes, all the bengs, gangsters, gangster-wannabes, and 65% of the normal stream. That's in reference to YOU. Oh, and some Sec 5s. Wow, you guys think you are very big and tough and can act like bloody samsengs whenever you want, right? Well, truth be told, you guys are what normal, law-abiding students call the scum of society. The low-classed, half-assed dimwits. We don't care how many packs of cigarettes you smoke daily, how many fights you've gotten into, how much beer you've drunk, how many days you've skipped, etc. etc. What we do realize is that you are driving yourselves into an early, and deserving grave. But today, I thankfully wash my hands of all of you, may you all end up dead in some drain somewhere with a knife or two(million) stuck in your ever-slouching backs, and please invite me to your funerals, where I shall tap dance gleefully on your graves.
To that obese, ignorant, stuttering and horrendously unattractive hippopotamus called Marcus and the rest of the pretentious lot he calls his class and his friends( with a few notable exceptions), may you all go to whatever institute of higher learning you never want to go, and realize ain't nobody gonna spoon-feed you no more. May you all be failures in life. May you all marry monkeys who look like Tristan, or marry gays like Goh mah seng. May you end up in the lowest bowels of hell, like its armpit or its arsehole. I'll laugh. Oh, and Marcus? Your breath STINKS.
The few numbskulled twits of my class that hates my guts, I DON'T GIVE A FLYING F*CK. You crack horrible jokes, mangle the English language every chance you get, and like making even more incredibly stupid jokes out of everything and expecting everyone to laugh. You guys can be a very insensitive, boorish and narcissistic lot, and I feel that's all really gonna help you in the world. I once again wash my hands of you, and hope that you may all drop dead sooner rather than later, thereby ridding this world of a few hyperactive, childish miscreants.
Science A(again, with a few notable exceptions), you miserable petit-bourgeois cretins are all pretentious snobs. You don't have the balls to be counted as men, so don't try and contradict. Lemme guess... too good for this school, eh? Should be in RI or AC, right? F*cking Gits. Your parents were never married. Yes, I'm calling you bastards. Bastards, bastards, bastards. Throw in lousy, no-good, two-bit, pretentious, twerpy, egotistic, vile, stupid, fat-headed, reverse-bowelled, penis-deficient, estrogen-pumped revolting little turds while we're at it. Goodbye and Good Riddance To Bad Rubbish.

Thus ends this epic rant. For all those who I may have offended, please post a comment if you want this deleted. I will obligingly grin, delete your comment, and laugh my arse off. Oh dear, I almost forgot, you can post on your own blogs and insult me to your bleeding, emo-minuscule heart's content. You may even want to angst in a corner about this, or even cut yourself, get slapped by paramedics, nurses, and the doctor on duty, then die of an OD and become an hero. Go on. I Don't Care. You'd be doing us all a favour.

Literally Love

Literature exams have ended. Four years of blood, toil, sweat and tears have led me to this final moment. Okay, maybe blood is a bit excessive. But still, this was my first real magnum opus. Today has been the crowning glory in all my years in SA.

To Bryan, Gawain, Eric, Jovi, Rahman, Wei Jie, and all my Lit teachers, I salute you, for whatever you've done for me and given to me. We do have 2 months more together as SAS boys, so let's make them count. Barbecue's at Rahman's on 17th November, so I will be seeing you guys there. To all my friends in church who have kept me in prayer, I thank you. May God Bless You! To all my classmates and teachers, it's been real fun, these four years. See ya Monday!

To The Girl, I Love You. And That's Love, Actually. Here's a song for you.

My Wish

I hope that the days come easy and the moments pass slow,
And each road leads you where you want to go,
And if you're faced with a choice, and you have to choose,
I hope you choose the one that means the most to you.
And if one door opens to another door closed,
I hope you keep on walkin' till you find the window,
If it's cold outside, show the world the warmth of your smile,

But more than anything, more than anything,
My wish for you, is that this life becomes all that you want it to,
Your dreams stay big, and your worries stay small,
You never need to carry more than you can hold,
And while you're out there getting where you're getting to,
I hope you know somebody loves you, and wants the same things too,
Yeah this, is my wish.

I hope you never look back, but you never forget,
All the ones who love you, in the place you left,
I hope you always forgive, and you never regret,
And you help somebody every chance you get,
Oh, that you find God's grace, in every mistake,
And you always give more than you take.

But more than anything, yeah, more than anything,
My wish for you, is that this life becomes all that you want it to,
Your dreams stay big, and your worries stay small,
You never need to carry more than you can hold,
And while you're out there getting where you're getting to,
I hope you know somebody loves you, and wants the same things too,
Yeah this, is my wish.

My wish for you, is that this life becomes all that you want it to,
Your dreams stay big, and your worries stay small,
You never need to carry more than you can hold,
And while you're out there getting where you're getting to,
I hope you know somebody loves you, and wants the same things too,
Yeah this, is my wish.

This is my wish
I hope you know somebody loves you
May all your dreams stay big

O Levels, Day 3

Hmm, History wasn't too bad. But I just faced the hardest slog ever. Three papers in ONE DAY! Thank The Maker that 2 of 3 were English. Lessee now, topic 4, what I would miss if I lived elsewhere...I sure would miss every single one of my friends. I think I know who to ask out now. Well, I did write her name down in my essay, and yes, I would miss her the most of all. But enough about that. Letter writing? Piffling waste of time. Who the hell writes FORMAL LETTERS these days? Newsflash people, ever heard of THE INTERNET? And the only reports I ever want to hear of are police reports..sheesh. Paper 2. Bah, humbug. And Maths 1? Alas, I fear that a lack of drawing ability, combined with sheer bad timing and a slice of misfortune, may contribute to giving me 50 marks or so. Oh well, as Charlie Chaplin wrote, Smile.

Tomorrow I have Maths 2, and I finally get to see my face on a magazine cover. Well, I guess that's a good start. Oh, and for those who are asking about the music player, please be patient, and wait for it to load. 27 songs is quite a large workload on your connection, y'know.


Well, that's all folks! Till another day!

Night Fall

I have been lying awake since 2230 hrs. I am tired, and yet, excited. My O levels have so far been quite accommodating, but I don't expect a continuously smooth ride. Oh well, live and let die. Or was it live and let live? Ah, bugger it.

I've been thinking about what I said before, on how I want to ask a girl out for Dinner and A Movie after this is all over. And yet, my mind is torn by indecision on so many different issues. Which girl should I ask? Should I ask

1. The Girl Far, Far Away?
2. The Girl Next Door?
3. The Wild Girl?
4. The Quiet Girl?
   

Alas, they represent so many different parts of me, I cannot make a decision, for fear I would regret it. For they are all beautiful, and I have loved them dearly, more dearly than a spoken word can say.

O Levels, Day 1

Ahh, I believe in the Man in the Big Blue Sky. All credit to whatever he did to help me study for Chem. Now that that's over with, on to History. Viva la A1s! Let my revolution begin!
Oh, and my plans for the BBQ are beginning to take shape.
Probables
Date: First?Second week of December, Friday/Saturday/Sunday, or a weekday(last resort).
Food: To Be Decided
Dress Code: To Be Decided
Activities: To Be Decided

Ok, we'll see about tomorrow. I Will Do Well, I've got too much riding on this not to do well. Tally-Ho!

Practicality?

I Hate My School. I loathe it, detest it, and I wish I could set fire to it and watch it burn to the ground. Why? Because my bloody crap teachers refuse to do SPA. Reason? They're too damn busy and have no bloody time to do a few practicals extra per month, so they screw up our O level practical instead. Well, damn them all. They can go screw themselves. Wait a minute... Farewell Assembly tomorrow! Well then, Goodbye, Good Riddance and above all, GO TO F*CKING BLAZES!

Ahh, glad that's over. Now then, here's a guest list I have compiled so far for the party. All the usual suspects, and many more to come!

The Guys...
ME!
Rahman
Wei Jie
Sam Stephens
Veerababu
Dennis
Dominic
Eshpal
James
Eric
Bryan
Gawain
Sherwyn
Arthur
Timothy
Xuan Yang
Vernon
Shaan
Xie Chao
David Lee
David Lim
Shaun

The Girls
Tessa
Lisa Anne(and if she can invite her Drama club that will be fine... XD.)
Esther
Janelyn(or was it Janilyn)
Fatimah(anybody else from TKGS Drama as well)
Kelly
Adrielle
Hannah
Erica
Cheryl(Hmm, how many do I know?)
Yong Xian(LTNS)
Melissa(If I can find her number)
Xin Yi(ditto)
Alice(ditto)
Nikki(ditto again!)
Shirlyn
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More to come, so watch this space!

New Beginnings, New Stories and A New Attitude

Hello Universe! It is a dreary Saturday evening as I write this, but my mood could be no less different. I am about to embark on an evening of Rugby, Football and Food. But first, an update on my plans for the holidays. Rahman is also having a BBQ, so we have to plan both parties not to coincide. Also, both parties will be a strictly teenage affair, so no adults around to make us do this that or the other. Also, I am planning to ask a girl out for dinner and a movie after exams, but I can't decide who.

Right, on to the news. Rahman and Mark (with a K) both have new blogs, so I have updated their links. Rahman, Jeremy Ho, Wei Jie and myself have invented Yagouwise, a new language, culture and tradition transcending even the great divides between SA, SE and S1. I have gotten several new movies, and will continue to get more of them. Walk The Line Rules! Oh, and I am actually doing something interesting...*drum-roll*... I am STUDYING!!!!!... *gasps of horror and shock*. Yes, my friends, I actually do care about my future, and I will achieve what I want. Nothing will stop me, Nothing will stand in my way. I am empowered, enlightened and ready to take on the world! I will... wait, did I hear the ice-cream man?...YEY ICECREAMZ!!!!!
*runs off after Ice-Cream Van*...

Preliminary Post

Wow, Prelims are finally over, now to kick back, relax and slack for a while. However, I must not forget the O's are ever-nearing. *Sigh* It's been real, and it's been fun, but it ain't been real fun. Speaking of fun, I'm planning a BBQ for after exams are over. I wonder how many people I can squeeze into the house...40?50? Who knows? Watch this spot.

The Gambler

On a warm summer's eve
On a train bound for nowhere
I met up with the gambler
We were both too tired to sleep
So we took turns a-starin'
Out the window at the darkness
The boredom overtook us, he began to speak

He said, "Son, I've made a life
Out of readin' people's faces
Knowin' what the cards were
By the way they held their eyes
So if you don't mind my sayin'
I can see you're out of aces
For a taste of your whiskey
I'll give you some advice"

So I handed him my bottle
And he drank down my last swallow
Then he bummed a cigarette
And asked me for a light
And the night got deathly quiet
And his faced lost all expression
He said, "If you're gonna play the game, boy
You gotta learn to play it right

You've got to know when to hold 'em
Know when to fold 'em
Know when to walk away
Know when to run
You never count your money
When you're sittin' at the table
There'll be time enough for countin'
When the dealin's done

Every gambler knows
That the secret to survivin'
Is knowin' what to throw away
And knowin' what to keep
'Cause every hand's a winner
And every hand's a loser
And the best that you can hope for
Is to die in your sleep"

And when he finished speakin'
He turned back toward the window
Crushed out his cigarette
And faded off to sleep
And somewhere in the darkness
The gambler he broke even
And in his final words
I found an ace that I could keep

You've got to know when to hold 'em
Know when to fold 'em
Know when to walk away
And know when to run
You never count your money
When you're sittin' at the table
There'll be time enough for countin'
When the dealin's done

You've got to know when to hold 'em
(When to hold 'em)
Know when to fold 'em
(When to fold 'em)
Know when to walk away
And know when to run
You never count your money
When you're sittin' at the table
There'll be time enough for countin'
When the dealin's done

You've got to know when to hold 'em
Know when to fold 'em
Know when to walk away
And know when to run
You never count your money
When you're sittin' at the table
There'll be time enough for countin'
When the dealin's done

My Funny Friend And Me

In the quiet time of evening
When the stars assume their patterns
And the day has made his journey
And we wondered just what happened
To the life we knew before the world changed
When not a thing I held was true
But you were kind to me and you reminded me
That the world is not my playground
There are other things that matter
And when a simple needs protecting
My illusions all would shatter
But you stayed in my corner
The only world I know was upside down
And now the world and me, I know you carry me

You see the patterns in the big sky
Those constellations look like you and I
Just like the patterns in the big sky
We could be lost we could refuse to try
But we made it through in the dark night
Would those lucky guys turn out to be
But that unusual blend of my funny friend and me

I'm not as clever as I thought I was
I'm not the boy I used to be because
You showed me something different, you showed me something pure
I always seemed so certain but I was really never sure
But you stayed and you called my name
When others would have walked out on a lousy game
And you could've made it through
But your funny friend and me

You see the patterns in the big sky
Those constellations look like you and I
That tiny planet in a bigger guy
I don't know whether I should laugh or cry
Just like the patterns in the big sky
We'll be together till the end is nigh
Don't know the answer or the reason why
We'll stick together till the day we die
If I had to do this all a second time
I won't complain or make a fuss
When the angels sing that that unlikely blend
Are those two funny friends
That's us

The Old Honey Oak Tree.

A long time ago, I studied in two kindergartens, Honey Pot and Oak Tree. I can still remember some of my friends. I wonder if they are all gone. Am I the last one left in the area? And can any of them still remember me? I still remember Tessa, Lisa Ann, Xin Yi, Sarah & Elizabeth the twins, Casey, Conan, Melissa, and Sarah & Matthew Thomas. I wonder if I missed anyone...

The thought just occurred to me that all the girls who I have ever crushed on or been deeply in love with all represent a different side of my personality. Am I really that fragmented? I should make a list to remember all of them. Well, to all those who I have had the pleasure of knowing, I shall play it again, for old times' sake.

As Time Goes By

You must remember this
A kiss is just a kiss, a sigh is just a sigh.
The fundamental things apply
As time goes by.

And when two lovers woo
They still say, "I love you."
On that you can rely
No matter what the future brings
As time goes by.....

To all of you, I Love You.