A special moment

Fate

2005-11-26T19:49:00.000+08:00

FATE

A sunny day in the park. There is a single bench CENTRE stage. GOD is sitting on the LEFT side of the bench. He has long, white hair and a long, white beard, and is wearing a simple white robe. He is reading a newspaper. Enter PETER from the RIGHT. He is wearing black pants, leather shoes, a white shirt and a garish, comical tie. He is carrying a paper bag. PETER sits on the bench next to GOD, setting his bag next to him. He folds his hands and admires the weather.

PETER. Beautiful weather today.
GOD [focusing on his newspaper]. Mm-hm.
PETER. [Extending his hand] The name’s Peter.
GOD [shaking PETER’s hand]. God.

[GOD returns his attention to his newspaper.]

PETER. Um… God?
GOD. Yes?
PETER. Not to be rude, but… your name is God?
GOD. I am God. Or at least I was God.
PETER. I… see.
GOD. You don’t believe me.
PETER. Would you?
GOD. No. But it doesn’t matter whether or not you believe in me. I’m not God anymore.
PETER. Why not?
GOD. I stopped.
PETER. You stopped being God?
GOD. Yes. It was far too stressful.
PETER. How can you stop being God?
GOD. I’m God, I can do anything. Or at least I could do anything.
PETER. Can you go back to being God?
GOD. No. I can’t do everything anymore.
PETER. Because you’re not God anymore.
GOD. Haven’t we been over this already?
PETER. Sorry.

[Pause.]

PETER [muttered to himself, shaking his head]. God.
GOD. What is it?
PETER. Nothing, I only-
GOD. You want proof, don’t you? You people always want proof.
PETER. Well-
GOD. Fine. Here. Your name is Peter Keyes. Your birthday was yesterday. You turned thirty. Shall I go on?
PETER [sputtering]. What… how did…
GOD. Because I remember. I used to know everything. That included the little things.
PETER. So you really are…
GOD. Was. And by the way, that secretary you always flirt with used to be a man.

[There is a pause. GOD returns his focus to his newspaper. PETER takes out a sandwich from his bag. He takes a bite and chews it, his glances constantly going back to GOD.]

PETER [after swallowing his bite]. So, God. What’s it like in Heaven?
GOD. It’s alright.
PETER. “Alright”? It’s only “alright”?
GOD. You might like it.
PETER. I “might”?
GOD. You have a very annoying habit of repeating what I say, did you know that?
PETER. I’m just surprised that eternal salvation is only “alright”.
GOD. It’s not much worse than where you go if you’ve sinned.
PETER [taking another bite of his sandwich]. Hell?
GOD. Quebec.
PETER [Stops in mid-chew]. Quebec.
GOD. Yes.
PETER. The province.
GOD. The one and only.
PETER. That’s where you go if you’ve sinned.
GOD [nodding]. Quebec.
PETER. I thought the bible said “hell”.
GOD. That’s a typo.
PETER. You make the mysteries of the universe seem very simple.
GOD. They are.
PETER [leaning]. Alright then… here’s another one for you.
GOD. Go ahead.
PETER. How did the universe begin?
GOD. I don’t know. It was here when I got here.
PETER. When you… got here? You mean you haven’t always been around?
GOD. I’ve always been around. And since I need somewhere to exist, the universe has always been around as well. We pretty much arrived here at the same time.
PETER. Not even you know how the universe came into being?
GOD. Is it important?
PETER. Well…
GOD. Is it required knowledge for your day to day existence?
PETER. Well, no, but…
GOD. Then who cares?
PETER. Never mind. [Finishes his sandwich, and notices the article GOD is reading] I heard about that. Nine dead, twenty three injured? What a shame.
GOD. Yeah, sucks to be them.
PETER [incredulously]. Sucks to be them? Shouldn’t you be a little bit more compassionate?GOD. Why? I don’t know them.
PETER. But… but you’re God!
GOD. Was God.
PETER. Are, was, what does it matter? I would think that even a former supreme being would be more empathetic.
GOD. It’s not like I had anything to do with it.
PETER. People died!
GOD. Montreal is nice this time of year.
PETER. Were you like this when you were still God?
GOD. More or less. You’d be surprised how quickly you tire of altruism.
PETER. So you just sat back and let people suffer?
GOD. No, I delegated suffering detail to a couple underlings. I mostly worked with irony.
PETER. Like what?
GOD. Like the one time I hit a guy with a truck while he was chasing after his winning lottery ticket.
PETER. That’s horrible!
GOD. It’s funny, and you know it. I got tired of it eventually, anyway.
PETER. I thought you were a being of infinite patience.
GOD. There are many misconceptions.
PETER. So who’s in charge now that you’re gone?
GOD. Ian. He’s a dick.
PETER. …Ian.
GOD. Yeah. Watch your step with Ian.
PETER. Who’s Ian?
GOD. The Supreme Being now, I suppose.
PETER. Was he an angel?
GOD. Yeah. He’s also a complete dick.
PETER. I’m guessing you don’t like him.
GOD. No one really did. He’d always ask for money and then never pay us back. And he smelled.
PETER. So how did he become God?
GOD. It just turned out that way.
PETER. Arbitrarily?
GOD. Not entirely. He won the raffle.
PETER. There was a raffle to decide who would become God…
GOD. I won a toaster.
PETER. …And now the new God… is a dick.
GOD. Yeah. Watch your step.
PETER. How so?
GOD. He’s letting the new position get to his head. So just watch out for the minor stuff. Floss after every meal, don’t step on the cracks, that kind of thing.
PETER. How do I know what to do and what not to do?
GOD. He’ll probably kill your dog or set your house on fire or something.
PETER. What!
GOD. He was never subtle.
PETER. That’s terrible!
GOD. By the way, what kind of sandwich was that?
PETER. Uh, ham and cheese.

[GOD winces.]

PETER. What? What is it?
GOD. Ian's a vegan.
PETER. He is?

[A fire engine siren is heard nearby.]

GOD. That’ll be for you.
PETER [rising]. My house!
GOD. I hope nothing important was in there.
PETER. Everything was in there!
GOD. Well, not anymore.
PETER. I don’t believe this…
GOD. Sit down, you’re making me nervous.
PETER. I’m making you nervous? I’m making you nervous? Well excuse me, but my house just burned down due to a deity’s culinary tastes!
GOD. You’ll get used to it.
PETER. I’ll get used to something horrible happening after doing something minor?
GOD. You don’t have much choice, do you?

[PETER attempts to formulate a retort, but finds himself unable. He picks up his bag.]

PETER. This is your fault, you know.
GOD. Oh sure, blame me.
PETER. It’s your fault the universe is now ruled by a… a tyrant.
GOD. It’s always my fault. You humans are always looking for a scapegoat, and it’s almost always me. You should be more like platypuses.
PETER. Platypuses?
GOD. Platypuses. I mean, just look at them. They’re ridiculous. But I never hear a complaint out of them. Not one.
PETER. That’s because they’re not capable of complaints.
GOD. I suppose you think of that as a bad thing.
PETER. I think of sentient thought as a good thing.
GOD. Enabling you to complain?

[A cell phone rings. GOD takes it from a pocket, but does not answer it. He allows it to ring again. And again. And again.]

PETER [with sudden impatience]. Are you going to answer that?
GOD. I always let the phone ring a few times. Keeps them on their toes.
PETER. “Them”?

[GOD puts a finger to his lips to silence PETER and finally answers the phone.]

GOD. Talk to me. Mm-hm. Mm-hm. Uh-huh. Yeah. Yeah, alright, I’ll be there in five. See you then. [Putting his cell phone away, getting up] It’s been nice talking to you, Paul.
PETER. Peter.
GOD. Whatever. Maybe we’ll see each other again some time.
PETER. Hmph. [Goes to exit RIGHT]
GOD. Oh, and Peter…
PETER. [Stopping] What?
GOD. Ian hates novelty ties.

[PETER opens his mouth to say something, but suddenly freezes. He clutches at his heart and falls to the ground. GOD walks to his body and nudges it with his foot, then takes his pulse.]

GOD. Oh my. [Into PETER’s ear, loudly, as if that would make him be heard] BE SURE TO VISIT LA RONDE.

[GOD looks at the body for one more second, shrugs, and exits stage LEFT.]

[Lights out for three seconds.]

[Lights on. PETER rises, moaning and clutching his heart. DEATH stands over him.]

[DEATH is dressed in black robes and sandals and carries a scythe.]

PETER. Ugh… what just happened?
DEATH. You died. Heart attack.
PETER. Oh.
DEATH. Yup.
PETER. So…
DEATH. Mm-hm.

[Awkward pause.]

PETER. Well?
DEATH. Well what?
PETER. Don’t I go somewhere now?
DEATH [taking a seat on the RIGHT of the bench]. Uh… I guess you could go down to that Tim Hortons and grab me a coffee or something.
PETER [annoyed]. That’s not what I meant.
DEATH. Well what do you want?
PETER. I’m dead! You’re supposed to take me to heaven or… Quebec, I guess.
DEATH. Oh, that.

[Pause]

Yeah, I’m not going to do that.

[DEATH kicks off his sandals and reclines on the bench]

PETER [visibly annoyed, but keeping himself in check]. And why not?
DEATH. Well, today’s my last day, and to be honest, I don’t really care.
PETER. Don’t tell me you’re quitting like God did.
DEATH. Oh no, no. It doesn’t work that way. I’m not the only Death.
PETER. There’s more than one Death?
DEATH. Well, yeah. You think one guy could handle all the deaths in the world himself? Do you believe in Santa Claus, too?
PETER. At this point, I’m willing to believe anything.
DEATH. I’m only one Death out of many. At least until tomorrow. I’m quitting. Nothing but a glorified taxi service, if you ask me.
PETER. So what happens to me?
DEATH. I dunno. You could hang around here for a while.
PETER. How long is “a while”?
DEATH [considering it]. Probably… eternity, more or less.
PETER. Eternity!
DEATH. Thereabouts.
PETER. That’s a little bit longer than “a while”.
DEATH. Well if you’re going to get all linguistic on me…
PETER. I think I have a valid reason to be upset.
DEATH. What do you want me to do?
PETER [exasperated]. Your job!
DEATH. That’s not happening.
PETER. What will you do, then? I need to go somewhere.
DEATH [sitting up]. Alright, alright, don’t get your panties in a bunch. Let me get some friends, we’ll sort this out.

[DEATH rises and begins to exit.]

PETER. This would be a lot easier if you just did what you were supposed to do.
DEATH [as he exits RIGHT]. Wah, wah, wah.

[PETER takes a seat on the far LEFT of the bench. DEATH re-enters from the RIGHT followed by JESUS and SATAN. JESUS is wearing a white robe and has a golden halo around his head, but looks bitter. An unlit cigarette dangles from his lips. SATAN is wearing a black trenchcoat, over a black shirt, black pants and black boots. The paleness of his skin is accentuated by his black make-up.]

PETER. That was quick.
DEATH [to JESUS and SATAN, gesturing toward PETER]. That’s the guy. Work your magic, do what you do. I’m out.

[DEATH exits RIGHT. JESUS crosses to stand at Peter’s LEFT. JESUS looks him over, scowling. Finally, JESUS nudges PETER in the ribs, slightly harder than necessary.]

JESUS. Shove over.
PETER [moving over as JESUS sits on the bench’s LEFT]. You’re… Jesus?
JESUS [taking a lighter from his pocket]. What about it?
PETER [as JESUS lights the cigarette]. You smoke?
JESUS. Oh fuck, don’t tell me you're one of those shitheads. If you don’t like the smoke, move to the bench over there, asshole.

[SATAN takes a seat on Peter’s RIGHT, taking up the remaining space on the bench. He takes a notepad and pencil from within his trenchcoat and begins to write.]

PETER [dryly, to JESUS]. You seem surly.
JESUS. Shut up.
SATAN [deep in thought, tapping his pencil against his lips as he mutters to himself] Pain… rain… brain… [nodding] brain.

[SATAN continues writing. PETER looks over his shoulder. When SATAN notices, he quickly covers up his work.]

SATAN. What?
PETER. I was just seeing what you were writing.
SATAN. It’s poetry. Personal poetry. You wouldn’t understand, nobody will understand, nobody ever understands…

[SATAN trails off into silence. Suddenly, with a furor, he rips out the page he was writing on, crumples it into a ball and throws it aside. He begins to write anew. PETER looks to his left at SATAN, looks at JESUS, then looks at SATAN again. He is not impressed.]

PETER. Are you guys here for a reason, or should I just…
JESUS [interrupting]. Shut up! I’m not done my cigarette.
PETER. Forget your stupid cigarette.
JESUS [flabbergasted at PETER’s audacity] What did you say to me?
PETER. I said-
JESUS [loudly] What did you say to me?
PETER. I said-

[JESUS punches PETER in the face.]

PETER [clutching his jaw]. Christ!
JESUS [mostly to himself]. Fucking punk.
SATAN [to himself, as he writes] My heart is like… charcoal… black… and brittle… except… not used… to fuel… small barbecues… except the barbecue… of death’s embrace…

[SATAN looks over his poem. He rips it out, crumples it up, throws it aside, and starts writing again. PETER ignores him, and is staring at JESUS, fuming. JESUS takes a final drag and throws the butt aside.]

PETER [venomously]. Are you done now?
JESUS [calling]. Satan. Satan!

[SATAN does not hear, or chooses not to hear. JESUS fishes into his pocket for his lighter, which he throws at SATAN’s head. That gets his attention.]

JESUS. Stop writing that shit, we have things to do now. And give me my lighter back.

[Grumbling, SATAN puts away his poetry and hands JESUS back his lighter.]

JESUS. Now, I’m to assume you’re dead.
PETER. How observant of you.
JESUS [raising his fist]. Don’t get smart with me, asshole, unless you want more of this. Can I continue? Hm? Are you finished? Is it my turn to talk now?

[PETER is silent.]

JESUS. As I was saying, you are dead. As such, you need somewhere to go to spend the rest of the afterlife. That means you either come with me, or with… him.

[JESUS gestures toward SATAN, who is ravenously biting his fingernails. SATAN shoots them a glance but doesn’t stop.]

It is my place to judge you. Got that? I decide.
PETER [under his breath]. Oh, joy.
JESUS. Now, I need to think about this.

[JESUS rises, and briefly paces back and forth.]

Okay, I’ve decided.
PETER. And?
JESUS. No.
PETER. No?
JESUS. No.
PETER. I’m not going to heaven?
JESUS. No.
PETER. Why not, if I may ask?
JESUS. I don’t like your face.
PETER. Excuse me? You’re judging my eternal fate based on that?
JESUS. Don’t bitch about it. I was asked to make a decision, and I did.
PETER. You can hardly call that an informed decision.
JESUS. Look, I don’t need this shit, okay? I made the choice, deal with it. I’m leaving.

[JESUS exits RIGHT. PETER is stunned.]

PETER. What just happened?
SATAN. Death. We’re only corpses, waiting to die. Waiting for the blackness. The blackness of your soul to-
PETER. Stop that.
SATAN. Why? Am I frightening you? Am I stirring your deepest, darkest emotions?PETER. No, not really, but that poetry is terrible.
SATAN. It… it is?
PETER. It’s horrible.
SATAN. Horrible like… death? Like maggots eating out the remains of your liver while your loved ones watch?
PETER. No, horrible as in it sucks.
SATAN. Oh.
PETER. What’s with you, anyway? I envisioned Satan a little differently. As a matter of fact, I pictured both of you differently. [Rubbing his jaw, looking offstage where Jesus left] Very differently.
SATAN [with a sigh, dropping the persona]. That’s because we’re a bit… new at this.
PETER. New? How can you be new at this?
SATAN. We were only hired recently. There was a change in management.
PETER. Ian.
SATAN. Yeah, how did you know?
PETER [laughing despite himself]. Ian.
SATAN [edging away]. Uh… are you okay, buddy?
PETER [laughing hard now]. Ian!
SATAN. Alright, well… if you’re ready to leave with me, we can go now.
PETER [getting himself under control]. No. No, I’m fine here.
SATAN. You’re staying here?
PETER. I’m staying.
SATAN. You’re sure of that?
PETER. I’m sure.
SATAN [with a shrug]. Your call.

[SATAN rises and exits to the RIGHT. PETER, now content with where he is, reclines on the bench and admires his eternal surroundings, smiling. He then notices his bagged lunch, which is still on the ground. He picks it up, sits back down, and begins eating an apple as…]

[Curtains fall.]

2005-07-26T19:48:00.000+08:00

I am sorry

2005-07-25T22:09:00.000+08:00

A new beginning
A new chapter of my life
Started the day
When I thought
It could be my last
My eyes were wide shut but I hadn't given up
Just thought I'd be walking the world alone

Out of the blue
There I met you
Showed me a life I can't see without you
And there's just no way
That I can fight these emotions
Your energy running through me
Nobody can renew me like you

Out of the blue
Can this be true?

Family and friends they were my life
I wasn't one for butterflies
But you gave me love that I can't disguise
And there will be times when we're apart
I want you to know you're in my heart
Growing into a beautiful garden

No emotions
My whole body felt like ice
Needed to feel that the sun would shine my way
My world had turned to dust
But I had my faith and trust
Just thought I'd be walking the world alone

Family and friends they were my life
I wasn't one for butterflies
But you gave me love that I can't disguise
And there will be times when we're apart
I want you to know you're in my heart
Growing into a beautiful garden

Out of the blue
There I met you I can’t believe that this happened so soon
And theres just no way
That I can fight these emotions
Your energy running through me
(Out of the blue)
(There I met you)
(Showed me a life) I can't see without you
(Out of the blue) Without you
There I met you, you
(Showed me a life) I can't see without you

There will be times when we're apart
I want you to know you're in my heart
Growing into a beautiful garden (Finally come true)
(Out of the blue)
(There I met you)

~OUT OF THE BLUE~

2005-07-10T12:26:00.000+08:00

Can you keep a secret?
http://postsecret.blogspot.com

2005-07-08T20:00:00.000+08:00

my first legal booze

2005-06-23T14:48:00.000+08:00

i am gonna buy booza tml, i dont care.

2005-05-29T10:33:00.000+08:00

yesterday so happy la!!!! went out with my mom and she bought me something i wanted very much, although in the beginning she was reluctant to buy it. treated her to lunch for the first time, heeeheee....but then while we were about to leave, she spilled the barley water on her!!! so had to spend sometime cleaning up...and afterwards my mom said it was such an eventful day that she want to buy 4D on the lunch bill.........

2005-05-26T21:20:00.000+08:00

i hate myself sometimes

2005-04-12T20:50:00.000+08:00

to anyone out there who's feeling low and depressed, and also for my friends who will be taking sup papers soon...go go go!!!

Don't Quit

When things go wrong as they sometimes will,
When the road you're trudging seems all uphill.
When the funds are low and the debts are high,
And you want to smile but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit,
Rest, if you must, but don't you quit.

Life is queer with its twists and turns,
As every one of us sometimes learns,
And many a failure turns about
When he might have won had he stuck it out;
Don't give up though the pace seems slow --
You may succeed with another blow.

Success is failure turned inside out --
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt,
And you never can tell how close you are,
It may be near when it seems so far;
So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit --
It's when things seem worst that you must not quit.

2005-03-25T21:21:00.000+08:00

Let’s face it: English is a terrible language.
There is no egg in the eggplant,
no ham in the hamburger
and neither pine nor apple in the pineapple.
English muffins were not invented in England,
French fries were not invented in France.
We sometimes take English for granted.
But if we examine its paradoxes we find that
Quicksand takes you down slowly,
boxing rings are square
and a guinea pig is neither from Guinea nor is it a pig.
If writers write,
how come fingers don't fing?
If the plural of tooth is teeth,
shouldn't the plural of phone booth be phonebeeth?
If the teacher taught,
why didn't the preacher praught?
If a vegetarian eats vegetables,
what the heck does a humanitarian eat!?
Why do people recite at a play,
yet play at a recital?
Park on driveways and drive on parkways?
You have to marvel at the unique lunacy of a language
where a house can burn up as it burns down
and in which you fill in a form by filling it out.
And a bell is only heard once it goes!
English was invented by people, not computers,
and it reflects the creativity of the human race(which of course isn't a race at all).
That is why when the stars are out,
they are visible,
but when the lights are out,
they are invisible.
Do infants enjoy infancy
as much as adults enjoy adultery?
Why is the man who invests all your money
called a broker?
Why is a person who plays the piano
called a pianist,
but a person who drives a race car
not called a racist?
Why are wise men
and wise guys opposites?
Why do overlook and oversee mean opposite things?
If horrific means to make horrible,
does terrific mean to make terrible?
Why isn't 11 pronounced as onety one?
If lawyers are disbarred
and clergymen defrocked,
doesn't it follow that electricians can be delighted,
musicians denoted,
cowboys deranged,
models deposed,
tree surgeons debarked
and dry cleaners depressed?
Why is it that
if someone tells you that there are 1 billion stars in the universe
you will believe them,
but if they tell you a wall has wet paint
you will have to touch it to be sure?
If you take an Oriental person
and spin him around several times,
does he become disoriented?
If people from Poland are called "Poles",
why aren't people from Holland called "Holes?
And why it is that when I wind up my watch it starts
but when I wind up this story ends?

2005-02-21T12:37:00.000+08:00

last week was very hectic, first was csas, second was csas, third also csas..........i am having the formal presentation in about 2 hours time, and i hope i can breeze through. Please dont let me bungle the whole thing, I DONT WANT TO RETAKE CSAS!!!!!

2005-02-14T21:26:00.000+08:00

happy new year to everyone!!!!!! quite happy la, cos i collected a lot of angbaos, which means i can take a bit more from it, hehehehe....!!!
not in a very festive mood this year compared to when i am in sec school cos in school they would put up the decorations and there would be competitions like making lanterns and all that.the feeling would be just there....but now dont have the 'feel' haha, even when it was christmas they would only put the streamers at the railings......haha......
but anyhow i am glad to be in tp...........

2005-01-31T18:39:00.000+08:00

justina and tendy came to my house on saturday!!!!. they came to do project la, and then they was like saying they want to burn my comics, haha. we ate macaroni for lunch, because i was like deprived of it for so long, so i asked my mother to cook, hehe. They only had praises for it and went for second round and a third round!!!
then i went to orchard to meet phyllis, walked to perlini's silver to buy a present for samantha. we bought a necklace with a clover pendant, and she liked it very much! then we went to take neoprint at far east plaza and it was a failure....but anyway after that went to watch the aviator at lido. it was not bad, except that it was quite hard to watch without subtitles.
the day ended with dinner at edo sushi, so tired when i went home.........

Romeo and Juliet

2005-01-30T14:55:00.000+08:00

Romeo and Juliet

Two households, both alike in dignity,
In fair Verona, where we lay our scene,
From ancient grudge break to new mutiny,
Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean.
From forth the fatal loins of these two foes
A pair of star-cross'd lovers take their life;
Whose misadventured piteous overthrows
Do with their death bury their parents' strife.
The fearful passage of their death-mark'd love,
And the continuance of their parents' rage,
Which, but their children's end, nought could remove,
Is now the two hours' traffic of our stage;
The which if you with patient ears attend,
What here shall miss, our toil shall strive to mend.

2005-01-27T16:23:00.000+08:00

finally went cycling, i am so happy!!!! i met in the morning at 9 with pearlyn, carmen, justina, jeremy and hock ang. then we took a bus down before walking to macdonalds for breakfast. my cycling skills have improved a lot and i am more confident of it. while cycling , we talked about going to the same uni overseas, then we can go cycling together!!!!! after cycling, we went to coffee bean and chill and i freaked out when i saw a cockroach!!!! luckily pearlyn saved me.........hope we can go cycling again very soon.

2005-01-23T14:59:00.000+08:00

another song stuck in my head

Breathe

Take my sorrow and my sin
I will run into Your arms again
Hold me Father
Once again my tears are dried
By Your perfect love that's river-wide
Over-flowing
As I stand on it's bank
With my arms overhead
I am overcome
As I breathe
The air of Heaven
Drawing in Your fragrance
When I breathe
I feel your fullness come alive inside of me
You're the breath that I breathe

Covered by the evening sky
I turn my gaze to where Your kingdom lies
Deep inside me
A silent whisper in my mind
Sweet surrender to Your love divine
Peace enfolding
In the stillness I empty my soul
And Your healing presence flows
As I breathe
The air of heaven
Drawing in Your fragrance
When I breathe
I feel Your fullness come alive inside of me
You're the breath that I breathe
It's taking hold
It's second nature when I
Savor...
When I
Savor...
You

As I breathe....

Sixpence none the richer

2005-01-21T21:51:00.000+08:00

I am so hooked on sixpence none the richer recently, and this song is stuck in my head

Loser like me

You know I need
all the love you give
a loser like me
I just don't know why you would
give it for free
When I don't deserve it
you know now I wonder why
you wouldn't want to charge
a higher price
you take a loss and still give
another try
knowing that some day
we'll find each other always saying

Chorus
your love is fire
and I am the wood
that burns inside
the warmth of your blood
without you I'd fade away
a loser just like me

you know I try
to give you all the love I hold inside
I have a hard time when I can't say it right
but I'll see the day when I will find the words and say them

Chorus
your love is fire
and I am the wood
that burns inside
the warmth of your blood
without you and the flame you keep inside
I'd fade into the night
I'll always say them
your love is fire
and I am the wood
that burns inside
the warmth of your blood
without you and the flame you keep inside
I'd fade into the night
a loser just like me

you know I need
all the love you give
a loser like me
I just don't know why you would
give it for free......

Sixpence none the richer

for the time being

2005-01-20T20:12:00.000+08:00

So happy today...finished hpi test and left only with cell bio, but i dont have to worry about it till next week :)
Happy birthday Chantel! Glad you like the present, winnie the pooh!!!!
After the test, me pearlyn and justina went orchard to walk walk. i am so happy cos i bought a shirt from esprit!!
its isnt so crowded at orchard today, and i like it, felt so relaxed that most of the tests were over and i am looking forward to term break.

indecision

2005-01-16T15:58:00.000+08:00

Tonight

tonight it's time
choose a direction
if you fail
you can make a correction

slower now - make life faster
make your mind up for once this time

Chorus
it's hard to know
where I'm supposed to go
it's hard, so hard to know
to know where I'm supposed to go
tonight
tonight

tonight it's time
choose a direction
if you fail
you can make a correction
slower now - make life faster
make your mind up for once this time

Bridge
tonight I'm gonna let it go
and try to let it be
because I know you'll see
that it's hard to know
where I'm supposed to go
but there is a way
and tomorrow is a brand new day

yes, it's hard, so hard to know
where I'm supposed to go
but there is a way
and tomorrow is a brand new day
tonight
tonight
tonight

Sixpence none the richer

What Is Your True Hidden Power?

2005-01-15T19:02:00.000+08:00

Your Hidden Power Is Wind

You have a twisted soul. You change your
directions and mind easily. Your beauty is you
over powering feature. But many enemies are
surprised by your beauty and your great power
to control wind

Gem Stone: Amethist, Eye
Color:Grey Blue,Hair Color:Grey that
goes to your shoulder Blades

Quote:And if the cloud bursts, thunder
in your earYou shout and no one seems to hear.And if the band you're in starts playing different
tunesI'll see you on the dark side of the moon.

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the week

2005-01-15T18:11:00.000+08:00

ah.......term tests is on mon, and i am not mugging very hard, there is too much temptations around.... cannot must study first.
yesterday had 3 quizzes at 1 go, that was really something, throwing a big rock at us before throwing a bigger one next week.
on wed after lab, me and carmen were asked by the FSN students to do a sensory evaluation test. we ate 4 green tea ice-cream and 5 roti prata samples!!!! but it was nice though, free food!!!

The heart asks pleasure first

2005-01-10T13:44:00.000+08:00

THE HEART asks pleasure first,
And then, excuse from pain;
And then, those little anodynes
That deaden suffering;

And then, to go to sleep;
And then, if it should be
The will of its Inquisitor,
The liberty to die.

Emily Dickinson

its a good day

2005-01-10T12:19:00.000+08:00

ai yo...sorry ah...very long never update already. term tests is coming....so fast right...seems like yesterday that we started school. it also means that AB11 will go separate ways.... but the labcoatcompany is going to stay together!!!! hope that even if we go different directions, our paths will still cross each other!!

midnight

2004-12-08T14:41:00.000+08:00

Midnight,
Not a sound from the pavement
Has the moon lost her memory?
She is smiling alone…
In the lamplight,
the withered leaves collect at my feet.
And the wind begins to moan.
Memory;
All alone in the moonlight
I can smile at the old days
I was beautiful then
I remember the time I knew what happiness was
Let the memory live again
Every street lamp seems to beat a fatalistic warning
Someone mutters
And the street lamp gutters,
And soon it will be morning.
Daylight,
I must wait for the sunrise
I must think of a new life; and I mustn't give in
When the dawn comes tonight will be a memory too
And a new day will begin
Burnt out ends of smoky days
The stale cold smell of morning
The street lamp dies, another night is over
Another day is dawning -
Touch me!
It's so easy to leave me,
All alone with the memory,
Of my days in the sun?
If you touch me you'll understand what happiness is.
Look, a new day has begun.
--

Which path would you take in life?

2004-11-12T20:28:00.000+08:00

size="2">You take the Beaten
Path. Afterall, that's what it's there for right? You are
content with the options alreadylaid out for you definitely of the "If it
ain't broke, don't fix it." frame ofmind. You tend to be a follower rather than a
leader, but that's fine becauseall good leaders must first be good followers. You
tend to follow the crowdsliving life the tried and true way, often letting
others make the decisions.Just don't forget you have a mind too. Never be
afraid to voice your ideas oropinions, no matter how ridiculous others may think
they are. This beaten pathis your comfort zone, you want and deserve company
on your travels trough lifeas you are probably a very friendly and kind
individual, always putting theneeds of others before your own. That's an
excellent and all too rare quality.Never lose it. But being surrounded isn't always
the best. People tend to tryand take charge and advantage of the fact and if
you aren't careful, it'llbe your life that's been taken over. Venture away
from your well-traveled roadand find your own away. Head down that road
less-traveled and see what's therebecause though the path you're on may have been
done before, that doesn'tnecessarily make it the right one for you. Step out
of your comfort zone andtake some risks you wouldn't normally take, make
mistakes, and make some timefor just you. Indulge and be a little selfish.
You'll come out all the betterfor it.

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Who's perfect for you?

2004-11-12T20:22:00.000+08:00

You want a sweet guy. Who'ld take you anywhere.
Like Japan!!! Wow I would like a guy like that
too:) Also he looks so cute in japanese
clothing:)

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one fine day

2004-11-08T14:00:00.000+08:00

Yeh!!!!!!!! I finally finished all my sup papers.......do my best, and let god do the rest. didnt noe wat to do these few days, had so many plans b4 the papers, but then now.......watever, jus slack around at home.....
Today i discovered a sad thing. my friend, F (see previous post), had broken up with her boyfriend ,Mashardi, and i didnt noe that the guy who is my friend too, is such a flirt. i am so disappointed in him and sympathise with F. its a sad thing cos she loves him so much and yet he broke her heart, but its a happy thing too, she can have a fresh start. i decided to reveal the guy's name cos there's no point not to.

She walks in Beauty

2004-10-25T17:47:00.000+08:00

She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that’s best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellow’d to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.

One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impair’d the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o’er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express
How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.

And on that cheek, and o’er that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent!

Lord Byron

love does not need a reason

2004-10-22T14:18:00.000+08:00

i really admire my friend(let's call her F) for her determination and her love cos no matter how many wrongs her boyfriend has done, she is gonna stand by his side and help him change. A salute to you, F.

sigh...............

2004-10-21T11:01:00.000+08:00

actually, i found blogging online a little troublesome......i found it easier when i write it down in my diary.....think its because i just started so i am still not used to it....a few weeks before i have been haunting my friend to give me her blog add but she doesnt want me to see it. I mean you put your blog online for people to see right, and then she said it has too many secrets. If you put your secrets online it wouldnt be a secret already.......

enjoying my holidays now, hope that i will not take sup paper and i will go into the vet science course......think there should be more updating next time......

just babbling

2004-10-16T22:09:00.000+08:00

JUNE:Thinks far with vision. Easily influenced by kindness. Polite andsoft-spoken. Having lots of ideas. Sensitive. Active mind.. Hesitating, tendsto delay. Choosy and always wants the best. Temperamental. Funny andhumorous. Loves to joke. Good debating skills. Talkative. Daydreamer.Friendly. Knows how to make friends. Abiding. Able to show character. Easilyhurt. Prone to getting colds. Loves to dress up. Easily bored. Fussy. Seldomshows emotions. Takes time to recover when hurt. Brand conscious. Executive.Stubborn

Which original Harry Potter character are you?

2004-10-16T12:51:00.000+08:00

You are Shaia Fletcher. You are daring, bold, smart
beyond all reason, and a bit bookish. You are a
dreamer, and will stand right by your loved
ones before any harm comes to them. If someone
wants your heart but your affections lie
elsewhere, you are true to your heart. Your
heart belongs to the tortured Marauder, Remus
Lupin.

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Say "Hey!!!"

2004-10-16T12:08:00.000+08:00

.......yup......this is my first post.......actually i created this for quite some time, but then i was too lazy to post. So its the holidays and i have no other reason not to, so here is it. i think it should be quite some time before it is much nicer.....too lazy to explore... :]