this time. next week. desmond scribbled at 4:34 PM. | for it is a sunday morning will i then think of you for when i need you will i seek you when its all over i forsake you when its all over you are still right beside will you never let go of these hands for they have failed you time and again it is but me who has let go and you who has never left but me who has fallen and you who is there to pick me up not just on a sunday morning desmond scribbled at 11:46 AM. | the odd one out. desmond scribbled at 7:59 PM. | desmond scribbled at 9:13 PM. | desmond scribbled at 1:26 AM. | so it is. the last game of the season. for every wednesday for the past 4 mths, we've been travelling down to richmond pool. winter to spring. and today was the last. at least for the next 3 mths. the end of the season. and what better way to end it off than to continue what we have been doing all through the season. losing. =) not like it mattered as we are already there. there at the bottom. with just a draw and a win all season. oh well, its the experience am after. and come next season i'll be changing teams. like some transfer of players. hopefully things turn out better. am sure it will. oh and here's uncle phil, who without fail will turn out every wed at our doorstep, with what he calls his 'essendon canoe club mobile' and picking us up to the games. and not to mention we will be playing in the same team next season. yay. and heres marco, one of the best long shot shooter in the team. only thing is i might be playing against him come next season. oh wells, heres to the season. and to the many more thats ahead. desmond scribbled at 1:02 AM. | " da 'burnt' vader " got this off from here, where you can create your own southpark character. its good to play around with when u have too much time in hand. erm which i dun. but still. yeah u get the picture. =) may the force be with you. *pooooooooot* p/s. if you hafent notice...am half naked. desmond scribbled at 1:17 PM. | so with all the connections that dian have, he got me the lyrics for it. so here goes. 如果你爱过我 你不会就这样走 就这样丢下我 和那些天真承诺 just 4 lines i know. din wanna put the whole chunk. am afraid its a bit too hard to absorb for those of you who hasnt used mandarin for the longest time. ;p desmond scribbled at 8:45 PM. | when the size of the lecture is halfed. when u see lots of cars driving in to campus at 445pm. when a mad line of ppl waiting to submit their assignments at 5pm. when u see the com lab is filled with ppl typing away. when u see ppl arent really in the mood to talk with their puffy eyes. when the lecture ends way before time. when my head keeps repeating that i have one more report due. does sleeping 20 hours straight means that i can stay awake for 2 days in a row? i doubt it. here's to the nights of coffee, and days of more coffee. and to the damn bird that irritates the shit out of me every morning at exactly 5 with the same tune. 'wee you wee' where on earth did this bird learn to chirp like that. damn it. desmond scribbled at 2:24 PM. | never before. 4 days. 96 hours. 10 hours of sleep. 2.5 hours per day. 4 sunrise 4 sunset. a dozen cups of coffee. 1 pen with no ink left. 1 head that weighs a ton. 1 report submitted with 2 not done. 1 car with no willing driver. 1 driver seeing double. 1 mad rush to deadline. birds starts chirping at exactly 5am. to think that it is over. not. 1 nasi briyani. 2 teh tariks. its all gonna start over again. never before. falling apart. this is a sick cycle carousel. if caffeine was a controlled drug. am definitely over limit. desmond scribbled at 5:21 PM. | and so their draw-ing streak came to an end. they've decided that a losing streak is better. or rather a trashing streak. tell me why do i support liverpool. damn it. desmond scribbled at 11:31 AM. | i am the baby whos cheeks were like hamburgers that everyone pinches every now and then when you brought me out. i am the baby that was known as 'xiao hei' due to my colour. i am the kid who enjoys eating your curry chicken. i am the kid who sees you as my second mum. i am the boy so clumsy that i walked straight into the door knob and now has a scar on my forehead to remind me of. i am the boy who was in cloud nine when the letter first came. i am the boy who still wonders why i did not. i am the boy who still regrets for what is not done. i am the boy forced to grow up when everyone else was still enjoying their childhood. i am the son who had a wonderful time growing up as a toddler. i am the son who is grateful for always providing me with the best. i am the son who knows how much you had went through. i am the son who knows you sob secretly at nights when we were going through the worse, and my heart breaks for you. i am the son who used to hate you for what you had done to us. i am the son who did not want to see his family break up. i am the guy who had no place to call his home at the age of 14. i am the guy who can't return to the place he called home at the age of 16. i am the guy who screwed up my Os so bad that for a while i thought i can't continue my studies. i am the guy who so nearly sign on. i am the student that always had a thousand other things to worry about. i am the son who is glad that things had turned out for the better. i am the son whose heart melts whenever he sees the 2 of you together. i am the son that is thankful and grateful that things are what they are now. i am the son who now love you both more than ever. i am the son who hopes that you can be proud of. i am the son who could never say 'i love you' in your face, even though i write that to you every now and then. i am the son whose main worry is the both of you when i left for melbourne. i am the son who can't wait for each day to past so that we can have our weekly outings once again. i am the grandson who still think about all the tea sessions we used to have everytime i visit you. i am the grandson who should have spent more time with you before you left. i am the grandson whom you have always pampered the most on and has a special nickname for. i am the grandson who should have visited you more often. i am your child who do not sees you but knows that you have always been there. i am the child whom you've been protecting and guiding all this while. i am the child who speaks to you and thank you each and every night. i am the child who is fearful and yet thankful for everything. i am the guy who is appreciative for all that has happened. i am the friend who values our friendship even though we don't keep in contact all the time. i am the friend who hopes you will come to when you need anything. i am the boyfriend who never speaks what i truly feel about you. i am the boyfriend who never shows enough appreciation for all that youve done. i am. desmond scribbled at 8:15 AM. | |
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