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I know that you believe that you understood
what you think I said, but I am not sure
you realise that what you heard
is not what i meant.
- Robert McCloskey

August 23, 2004

grand finale.
what does it mean to love, to live? to embrace, to kiss?
what does it mean?


it's the last two weeks to the end of the term, in other words, to the end of my official jc life. as they all say, it happens only once, and whether we end it well or not, it still comes to a close.

i want to leave happy and know that in the very least, i have done at least one thing to make the lives of those i know a little better.

have i?

the drama farewell (or welfare, according to fazli, haha) party was held yesterday at "you-led-us-to-our-deaths"'s place, and it was something i will remember for a long time to come. the year ones put in a whole lot of effort to make things happen, and i applaud you guys for your excellence and commendable drive! thanks so much for making things happen! the club indeed is in good hands!

and thus my short but memorable stint in the drama club comes to a close. unbearable and soulful, something i find hard to let go and give up. i guess that happens when you've given a part of yourself to the club. it's only been eight months, yet i feel a distinct sense of pride and belonging to it, and hold all people and things which represent it close and dear. there's going to be a constant nagging in my head, but i find it hard to let go of all we've worked for and achieved: those auditions at newton, the warm-ups, the recitals, readings, movement, co-ordination, sound and light checks, camaraderie and plain ol' bonding we all had. and the literal sweat and tears sacrificed.

nyedc will always be a fond memory, and a stepping-stone of courage i'll need in life, and i pray it'll be a timely reminder for every single one of us, that when we need just that glimmer of hope or word of encouragement, we'll always recall the days when we lifted each other up in our emotions and spirit. because the odyssey was, and still is, a celebration of the sheer trust and love, yes love, care and affection we have had for each other (ms. chew/mr. seah/mr. tong/hasif/adam/samantha/ramzi/liu yin/linli/ain/reina/peirong/shariffah/anita/sanjeeda/teng how/mei xian/ying mei/melissa/heng tin/joanne/junxian/durga/gavin/suhaila/ravin/jasmin/fazli/nadia/and the post-syf j1s).
i mean this with all my heart.

thanks so much for being a part of my life,
each and every one of you.

really.

and so..it ends.

gid posted at 01:24

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melody

In This Life

For all I've been blessed with in this life
There was an emptiness in me
I was imprisoned by the power of gold
With one honest touch, you set me free

Let the world stop turning
Let the sun stop burning
Let them tell me love's not worth going through
If it all falls apart, I will know deep in my heart
The only dream that mattered had come true
In this life, I was loved by you

For every mountain I have climbed
Every raging river crossed
You were the treasure that I longed to find
Without your love I would be lost

Let the world stop turning
Let the sun stop burning
Let them tell me love's not worth going through
If it all falls apart, I will know deep in my heart
The only dream that mattered had come true
In this life, I was loved by you

In this life, I was loved by you.

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gideon, 21.
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