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| Happy new year!! I am not able to write my thoughts about 2006 because I lack time and dilligence. Will do that come 2007!!! Eeekkk....!!!! Well for starters, it has been quite a blurish yet exhausting ride. | | |
| Rolfe: You wait little girl on an empty stage
For fate to turn the light on
Your life little girl is an empty page
That men will want to write on Liesl: To write on... Rolfe: You are sixteen going on seventeen, baby it's time to think
Better beware, be canny and careful, baby you're on the brink
You are sixteen going on seventeen, fellows will fall in line
Eager young lads, and roues and cads
Will offer you food and wine
Totally unprepared are you, to face a world of men
Timid and shy and scared are you, of things beyond your ken
You need someone older and wiser, telling you what to do
I am seventeen going on eighteen, I'll take care of you Liesl: I am sixteen going on seventeen, I know that I'm naive
Fellows I meet may tell me I'm sweet, and willingly I believe
I am sixteen going on seventeen, innocent as a rose
Bachelor dandies, drinkers of brandies, what do I know of those
Totally unprepared am I, to face a world of men
Timid and shy and scared am I, of things beyond my ken
I need someone older and wiser, telling me what to do
You are seventeen going on eighteen, I'll depend on you | | |
| I have pretty much made up my mind already. I know now that a handphone won't just drop from the sky, I'll have to earn it. I will somehow or other, earn myself a handphone, the very same type and model. I'll work. No more crying over it, it's time to do something. I will work my arse to get that handphone. Will probably sell some of my books off too... And probably save a little bit of money. | | |
| 'Twas a long Christmas night... Everybody laid silent, laid still. In the midst of the silent conversation that they hear oh-so well with their eyes, they were well aware of their own troubled hearts. Yet, nobody spoke of their heart, their desires, their wishes. All they wanted for Christmas was to be happy. What a strange wish it was, they thought it to be silly and childish. No wonder, nobody said anything of their secret wish. They sat there, circling the fire that gave them light and warmth and sighing silently while waiting for that wish. 'Twas a long Christmas night. I remember that night very well. Why, I went through it just last night! What do you want for Christmas? What do you really desire in life? Whatever that you want, spare a thought for that wish on that long Christmas night. Christmas speak of hope. Surely, there is something that you yearn for. I know what I would like to have: I would like to be happy for all the days of my life. | | |
| ok. I admit I can't do away without writing. Yes, I am fine now I hope so. Well, it is Christmas!!! What a wonderful day it was today. Quite a fun church service, very unconventional. And the lunch was yum yum. After church, we went to Uncle Denison's and Aunt Rose's open house at MIC Building. Guess who we saw? None other than the man itself: Samy Vellu. Strangely, I am attacked by a laughing fit when he came into the building. It was just so funny. Not only that, I'll be super famous because TV3 was also around. We'll have quite a lot of people for dinner. So that's all, that's my Christmas. "No, no turn here! You'll get to where you want to go. You can follow me!" beckoned a young man with very earnest eyes. Can I trust him? Should I just follow him? But, how does he know where I want to go? | | |
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