Tuesday, May 02, 2006
i'll sing it one last time for you
tomorrow this time, i'll be a free man. and i'd like to think, ecstatically delirious with joy at the thought that exams are finally over. but tainting the edges of this anticipated glee is the underlying dread that hey, year 1's over. and i have 3 more years of slacking ahead of me before i have to start work proper. we're moving to a new campus away from the rest of the world. i have to stay at home and no longer slack in hall. farewell to late night suppers, sleeping at 6 and waking at 3. so long to overnight mahjong sessions and spontaneous games of gin rummy. it was fun while it all lasted. general feeling of sianness. but hey, the sea beckons. life goes on. and contracts is only 2 and a half hours, whereas holidays are 3 months long. mahjong anyone?"i'll sing it one last time for you
then we really have to go
you've been the only thing that's right
in all i've done
have heart my dear
we're bound to be afraid
even if it's just for a few days
making up for all this mess"
wen was dreaming at 3:45 PM