the year started amid lightning and thunder, and fittingly it draws to a close framed with rain outside the window again.

having spent the most part of the year ensconced in you-know-what, there should be pitifully little to summarise here. However in between all the crap and drivel somehow this year still managed to be the best thus far, for reasons which also make it the worst.

friends - I've made some, but too few to stave off boredom and too many who have came and went, summoned further into the dark depths of the establishment. some of whom I shall be seeing soon when they hit the parade square with pride, the weight of the nation on their shoulders. of course with the good comes the bad and there will always be the few who stab you when you once approached them with an open mind and open arms. beware. Don't be reckless with other people's hearts,
don't put up with people who are reckless with yours.

the rest of the time has been fine. plenty to be thankful of and look forward to. but probably nothing that is gonna last. the idling will be a thing of the past once school hits, as will the wide-eyed blur-ness that is the default expression of an nsf. life will demand more of us then the army ever will, and I'm not sure if that patch of grass is gonna be much greener than we expect

halfway there...

Caught kitaro in comcert last night. Didn't really know what to expect
but it was quite good actually. Think along the lines of drums,
percussion, strings, wind instruments and you've got it. His music had
a hypnotic quality to it at times..strong enough that i nodded off a
few times. Other times you actually felt quite happy. Certain songs
had so much joy that i felt as if i would ord the moment i walked out
of the door. And when kitaro grabbed a guitar and got his kitaro hero
act on, it was pretty cool.

Saw a taxi bang into a stationary van while trying to park. The cab
hastily moved off and parked in another lot nearby. Bet the van driver
wouldn't have been too happy to come back from lunch and be greeted
with a big dent in his vehicle haha.

on another note, can't believe its friday alr. Tfwyhf (look it up).

oh, and think about this: ''the only way to keep your heart safe from
the perturbations of love is to keep it in hell'' -CS Lewis. sad but
true right. Oh well time to get up. 341 lo

I'm holding on your rope,
Got me ten feet off the ground
I'm hearin what you say but I just can't make a sound
You tell me that you need me
Then you go and cut me down, but wait
You tell me that you're sorry
Didn't think I'd turn around, and say...

It's too late to apologize, it's too late
I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late

I'd take another chance, take a fall
Take a shot for you
And I need you like a heart needs a beat
But it's nothin new
I loved you with a fire red-
Now it's turning blue, and you say...
"Sorry" like the angel heaven let me think was you
But I'm afraid...

It's too late to apologize, it's too late
I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late

the year started amid lightning and thunder, and fittingly it draws to a close framed with rain outside the window again.

having spent the most part of the year ensconced in you-know-what, there should be pitifully little to summarise here. However in between all the crap and drivel somehow this year still managed to be the best thus far, for reasons which also make it the worst.

friends - I've made some, but too few to stave off boredom and too many who have came and went, summoned further into the dark depths of the establishment. some of whom I shall be seeing soon when they hit the parade square with pride, the weight of the nation on their shoulders. of course with the good comes the bad and there will always be the few who stab you when you once approached them with an open mind and open arms. beware. Don't be reckless with other people's hearts,
don't put up with people who are reckless with yours.

the rest of the time has been fine. plenty to be thankful of and look forward to. but probably nothing that is gonna last. the idling will be a thing of the past once school hits, as will the wide-eyed blur-ness that is the default expression of an nsf. life will demand more of us then the army ever will, and I'm not sure if that patch of grass is gonna be much greener than we expect

halfway there...

Caught kitaro in comcert last night. Didn't really know what to expect
but it was quite good actually. Think along the lines of drums,
percussion, strings, wind instruments and you've got it. His music had
a hypnotic quality to it at times..strong enough that i nodded off a
few times. Other times you actually felt quite happy. Certain songs
had so much joy that i felt as if i would ord the moment i walked out
of the door. And when kitaro grabbed a guitar and got his kitaro hero
act on, it was pretty cool.

Saw a taxi bang into a stationary van while trying to park. The cab
hastily moved off and parked in another lot nearby. Bet the van driver
wouldn't have been too happy to come back from lunch and be greeted
with a big dent in his vehicle haha.

on another note, can't believe its friday alr. Tfwyhf (look it up).

oh, and think about this: ''the only way to keep your heart safe from
the perturbations of love is to keep it in hell'' -CS Lewis. sad but
true right. Oh well time to get up. 341 lo

I'm holding on your rope,
Got me ten feet off the ground
I'm hearin what you say but I just can't make a sound
You tell me that you need me
Then you go and cut me down, but wait
You tell me that you're sorry
Didn't think I'd turn around, and say...

It's too late to apologize, it's too late
I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late

I'd take another chance, take a fall
Take a shot for you
And I need you like a heart needs a beat
But it's nothin new
I loved you with a fire red-
Now it's turning blue, and you say...
"Sorry" like the angel heaven let me think was you
But I'm afraid...

It's too late to apologize, it's too late
I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late