Twenty ten has come~~~~~~~~~~~ A New Year! Whole New Life~~~~~~
Saw some fireworks from the opposite island..... they were crappy -.- Might as well just watch the nice ones on TV. On New Year's Eve, went to the boss.. again, with Junan, Leng, Zi Heng, Lai, Joseanne, Sweeney, Daniel, Ivan and CVL. After that some went to Equator, Empire, and some went home.
Then, today on the first day of 2010, played badminton in the afternoon. That's bout it~ nth much......
Well, wishing everyone a Happy New Year again =D --- No Wollies; Be Happey ---
Here's some verses inspired by my complain-ist friend, Leng XD against hair-cutting at school. (esp. the boys')
Liberating Us From The Mowing
The black grasses are our pride,
Yet they keep falling like prominences;
Not that the Young Crusaders want to dis-abide,
Just... they ask, or even beg, for lenience-s.
The light that renders power shines ever so Long-ly,
Yet some grasses, though grown to such short length,
Have to be cut... No More....so quickly,
Done by the light himself; that was supposed to give strength.
Coloured; overgrown; we know them to be wrong,
But 2/3 inches will not harm, not even a fly;
Don't cut them down.. we'll sing you a song,
"What good becomes of young grasses that die?"
Yet they keep falling like prominences;
Not that the Young Crusaders want to dis-abide,
Just... they ask, or even beg, for lenience-s.
The light that renders power shines ever so Long-ly,
Yet some grasses, though grown to such short length,
Have to be cut... No More....so quickly,
Done by the light himself; that was supposed to give strength.
Coloured; overgrown; we know them to be wrong,
But 2/3 inches will not harm, not even a fly;
Don't cut them down.. we'll sing you a song,
"What good becomes of young grasses that die?"
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