our hopes and expectations/black holes and revelations

The first time I saw your face
I was blown away without a trace
I felt so alone on a busy street
when you passed me by
I felt my feet melt away
Melt away

I pray to God I could meet
Someone like the boy I'd just seen
Someone that could stop me dead
Someone that could spin around in my head all day
In my head all day

Someday I will fly with you
Someday I will fly with you

That night I saw him again
It was the first time I touched his hand
He made me feel so warm
We talked all night 'til the dawn came our way
Til the dawn came our way

But the timing was all wrong
When I met the one I should've known
Instead I walked away leaving behind my destiny on that day
My destiny on that day

Someday I will fly with you
Someday I will fly with you

But I still see his face
In my mind it's the only place
And we will meet again
And I will touch your hand again on that day
Your hand again on that day

Thursday, April 27, 2006

i am tres amusement! during Physics lesson, Biran and i sat together 'cos we planned to write a loveletter to Theodora, pretending we were Mustafa. well we were just starting the letter when I accidentally said loudly,'Theodora' and then Theo turned around and looked at us, and then at the letter. so of course we had to pretend we were discussing The English Teacher and were writing an essay on it. well, what the hell, in the end we really really ended up writing something on The English Teacher. For your perusal delight, i have painstakenly copied them out here. and,well,actually, it was a laugh and i want to save it somewhere in soft copy form.

The Something On The English Teacher

R.K. Narayan Is Gay!

It has long been rumoured that R.K. Narayan, best-selling author of Swami And Friends and The Bachelor of Arts, has turned gay years after losing his beloved wife Rajam. He was spotted canoodling with a man fifty years his junior last month, even though he supposedly died in the '90s.

Another piece of evidence is that in his autobiography-like book, The English Teacher (that well-known, exciting book), after Susila's (thought to represent Rajam) horrifying and gruesome death, Krishna(thought to represent our little gaymate R.K) instead of howling in pain and smashing his forehead 'gainst a tree in the way of Heathcliff from Wuthering Heights, turned inside, refusing to show his emotions. This trait is very much like a WOMAN'S.

His latest gay addiction is thought to be his former boss's daughter's son's friend's friend's father's friend, whose name is Mustafa Ababa.

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now, R.K. Narayan fans, please don't hunt me down. it was all pure fun, just a form of way to while away Physics lesson.

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Mustafa's Loveletter to Theodora

To my dearest wife Theodora,

I love you with all my heart and all my soul. You are the fire of my loins. Without you (if) nothing else would worry or interest me in this life hereafter. You are my Rajam, my Susila, my Hero, my Jasmine, my Juliet and I am your Romeo, your Krishna, your R.K, your only one and your only only one.

You brightened up my boring life with your soft touch and enchanting smile. I love all the nights we spent making wild passionate love on every inch of our house. i love the way you dress up in different outfits and lingerie every night. oh oh oh... ah ah ah...

I know you don't dare to speak of our powerful love in front of foolish people but i just wanna tell you: You are my goddess, my sex bomb, my Paris Hilton, my little naughty monkey.

i love you.really.

P.S. i wanna spend the rest of my life with...YOU!!!

You are a phantom of delight

When first you gleamed upon my sight:

a lovely apparition, sent

to be a moment's ornament

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and yet a spirit still and bright

with something of an angel-light (phwoar!!!!)

With love bites,

Mustafa Ababa

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please note that while i did write it all, and thought of most of the stuff, Bi Ran contributed some nicely disgusting points. and also, i lifted some stuff from The English Teacher. anyway we (bi ran and i) started laughing like loons and it is a wonder that Mr Pudao didnt care. and it is the 8th World Wonder that Theodora didnt beat us all to death.

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