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6/21/2006 08:25:00 PM - Wednesday, June 21, 2006

Oh, and while the king was looking down,
The jester stole his thorny crown.
The courtroom was adjourned;
No verdict was returned...

The king and the clown.
Your subject faithfully.

Quite an eventful holidays coming to an end. Spluttering to its death, way past its overdue date, considering it is the holidays before prelims, it has been very fun and fun filled, i must say. Met up with nearly everybody i wanted to meet. With the exception of bel and yy, poof and xx, dana...and...a few others. Also of course, the class, which might been made up with a soccer outing tml. And dear old ww, who shall be coming back soon. Yay. As for the rest of the dudes, thanks for making my holidays, yet again, although it is still too little, never enough. Sentiments kicking in, again.

As for the next few months, perhaps, organised strategising, and optimum preparation shall lead my path to decent results next march. Till then, i will keep myself, peaceful, and shut out those doors of emotions, and drama.For now, a fountain of life freezes in the blizzard, for this while.

Now, the clown remains the jester. And the Kings remain the rulers, of my sanity.

Helter skelter in a summer swelter.
The birds flew off with a fallout shelter,
Eight miles high and falling fast.
It landed foul on the grass.
The players tried for a forward pass,

With the jester on the sidelines in a cast.
Now the half-time air was sweet perfume
While the sergeants played a marching tune.
We all got up to dance,
Oh, but we never got the chance!
`cause the players tried to take the field;
The marching band refused to yield.

Do you recall what was revealed
The day the music died?