Thursday, December 29, 2005

come full circle

canoeing gathering at christmastime. it's been this way for the past 5 years, and every year, we return to the place it all started, where we first had our canoeing camp in a new and abandoned house. it was fun though, looking back. oh sure, some might say we virtually sold our souls to canoeing (partly true, because if you ever ask me what i did in jc, you'll get a single word as your answer), but hey, unlike hc and nj, we had a hell lot of fun. (you're free to disagree, not that i care) but who else plays with kittens on the day of their competitions, and still jokes and laughs before a race? (ok, that might be the reason why we didn't win, but hey, as long as you're happy...)

well. to sum it up. lots of reminiscing of the past and how lame we used to be (and still are), lots of food (that we couldn't finish due to diminished stomach capacity...gone are the days of training and bottomless stomachs) and general chilling. the years have passed but the camaraderie still remains (after all, this was the bunch i used to see 24/7 for two years!)


strange...no matter how much we grow and mature, when you put the bunch of us back together, you find out that nothing really changed at all. layer upon layer of experience and years, covered in gloss and dross, but scratch the surface and you'll find a maniac who spent his jc life rowing in the kallang sun. and for whom the number 1111 holds special significance. (and his dog's the same age as our team! heh, how cool is that)

wen was dreaming at 2:07 AM

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Wednesday, December 14, 2005

time is all there is left

the most difficult of tasks can be surmounted.

one baby step at a time.

patience. it's nearing christmas.

wen was dreaming at 6:12 PM

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Tuesday, December 13, 2005

seasons change, but some things stay the same

current track - best i ever had (grey sky morning) by vertical horizon.

lovely lyrics.

12 days to christmas.

wen was dreaming at 6:13 PM

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Monday, December 12, 2005

tis the season...

there are some levels of cold sobriety that no amount of drinking will ever dispel.

and some regrets that stay with you for life, no matter how well buried in the depths of your soul.

christmas beckons.

wen was dreaming at 10:25 PM

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Thursday, December 01, 2005

somewhere out there - our lady peace

last time i talked to you
you were lonely and out of place
you were looking down on me
lost out in space

laying underneath the stars
strung out and feeling great
watch the red orange glow
watch it float away

down here in the atmosphere
garbage and city lights
gonna save your tired soul
you're gonna save our lives

turn on the radio
to find you in satellite
i'm waiting for the sky to fall
i'm waiting for a sign

and all we are
is all so far

you're falling back to me
the star that i can see
i know you're out there, somewhere out there
you're falling out of reach
defying gravity
i know you're out there
somewhere out there

hope you remember me
when you're homesick and need a change
i miss your purple hair
i miss the way you taste

i know you'll come back some day
on a bed of nails i wait
i'm praying that you don't burn out
or fade away

and all we are
is all so far

you're falling back to me
the star that i can see
i know you're out there, somewhere out there
you're falling out of reach
defying gravity
i know you're out there
somewhere out there...

wen was dreaming at 12:20 AM

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