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Let it Be, Let it Be
Let it Be, Let it Be,
There will be an answer
Let it Be

today, while i was having the jazz n blues meeting in marina, i received as sms from altona. he asked me to go for attributes meeting tonight. Haha, i thought he send to wrong person, but after double comfirm, it’s me. OK, i’m supposed to go prayer meeting in church tonight, but i still chose to go for the meeting, even though it’s 8pm.

Cannot make it, i walked around city hall area until 8pm, just to pass time. So sian also.

So the meeting, as usual, starts late, around 8.30pm. Then bro robin told us we will be the ICs when we shift to expo. And me? I got promoted to the post of logistics 2IC, but there’s no logistics IC. And wad’s about that? All ICs are to serve every saturday, must reached by 2.30pm at Expo! And What? That means i cannot go for the jazz n blues band practise!!!! Band starts from 10am to 2pm. And cannot attend the meetings, which is usually after the meetings!!!! Then? Do nothing might as well quit.

I dont intend to quit, but i want the promotion. Then wad? Dunnoe. But i was thinking maybe jo wont suggest that i should be promoted, so might …….. haha. well, i really cant decide, so let God decide for me.

Anyway, the jungle is getting cold, it’s good time to move somewhere warmer

i havent been using the washing machine lately. Not becos i didnt wash my clothes, but the washing machine is not willing to wash my clothes.

once, i was wondering whether washing machines are actually willing to wash my dirty clothes, or is it because they are washing machines, so they have to wash anyone’s clothes. so i went to the washing machine and talked to it.

“i am a washing machine, if you put ur clothes inside me and turn the knob, then i have to wash the clothes.” i got my reply. machine cold answer.

i tried to think of it as more human. I put my clothes inside the washing machine, close the lid, and sat there to watch. It isn’t moving. The washing machine isn’t washing my clothes. so i asked it again.

“will it be nice if you help me wash the clothes?”

“for what? u didnt turn the knob.”

“but i put my clothes in already.”

“so what?”

“do you wish to help me wash the clothes?”

“i am a washing machine, if you put in your clothes in and turn the knob, if i’m not spoilt or waiting for cleanliness inspection, then i will wash the clothes.”

“so are you willing?”

i guessed i don’t have to wait for an answer.

From then on, i handwashed my clothes in my room’s toilet. I cooked noodles and ate bread everyday, trying to stay in my room, hoping that the washing machine will call me to ask me to wash clothes with it.

it’s stupid i know, but i’m tired of asking the washing machine to wash clothes for me but to find that it is busy washing someone else’s clothes or it is spoilt. And it really isn’t an easy task going to the washing machine again, with its cold, standard reply.

so it doesn’t last very long. well, everything has it’s life span, and this one is especially short. Nevertheless, i am still glad for this short period that it happened.

The fruit left by itself on the table has turned sour. perhaps it’s time to leave. the tree started humbly, but it grew fast. Soon enough, it beared fruits. everyone is so amazed by the rate it is growing. Now, it has stopped.

As the puppy grew up, it needs more food, which is not given. The master expects it to go find it’s own food. So the serving gets smaller. Angry, the puppy barked at its master to give it more food. ‘Cause it can’t talk, it barks. The master got annoyed. Desperately, the puppy accidentally bit the master’s leg, and was kicked. From then on, it stays in one corner everyday. The master doesn’t come look for the puppy anymore, although he still feeds it. The puppy knew this can’t last, it is getting thinner everyday. The puppy began to wonder if it should leave. It looked out of the window and it looked at the master playing with his friends……

hi, my name is dennis, and i’m living in ntu hall2 block 7. Today i’m going to tell you about the cats around my hall.

around my hall are quite a number of cats, lazing aroung at the grass patch near the covered walkway accessing my hall from the canteen. i always like to stop on my way back hall, looking at them. they seem used to the occasional attention by the passers-by, and didn’t show any signs of irritation when i gaze at them.

not all of them had their base encamped there. As i observe, there are only 2 cats who used to show up there. Their characters and attitude caught my attention. There’s this orange striped cat who likes to hide itself in the shade under the hot afternoon sun, sometimes under the trees, sometimes along the corridor. once when i caught it sleeping by the corridor one afternoon, i tried to go near it to get a closer look at it. It woke up and stared at me straight in the eyes, seems like asking me “What?”. An arrogant cat isnt it? Another cat is pale in colour, but it’s more active. Although it seems to be quite lazy sometimes, more often do i see it playing with other cats around. Once when i was packing food back hall, i met it beside the volleyball caught. Mischievously, i opened my food and dropped a piece of chicken meat. I continue going, with my eyes fixed on the cat to see if it going to eat it. It did. So this is how i started to be able to play with the cat, i quite like it. once i tried to lead it back to my room, but i never succeed. It seemed protective but yet curious. a week later, it seldom see it around anymore. Once when i walk pass block 1, it was there enjoying the company of some other cats.
to be continued

walking towards nanyang lake, the wind blew. my clothes are damped with the perspiration after the run mixed with the clamminess of my spirit. The crescent appears grey…. a paper aeroplance whilst by, and i tried to catch it. i followed it towards the stale lake, and it drops inside. i wanted to pick it up. slowly i went down the slope to the edge of the lake. i almost slid. when i looked into the lake again, the aeroplane wasn’t there anymore. i stared forward blankly as if the lake was gone. moments passed and i didnt perceive a thing. the laughter of a child woke me up. A paper aeroplane held firmly in his small but strong hand. he ran away. a crimson curve reflected on the stagnant water caught my eye. but i was disturbed by the laughter of the boy again. he ran up the slope, giggling, holding a paper aeroplane in his hand. intrinsically, or maybe naively, i believe that the child will release it again someday. until then

So wonderful today
Am very happy
Delighted to the extreme
Swim for a while later
After that go play guitar
Don’t feel like studying
Such a relaxing day
All worries gone
Do homework later
Studying in Nayang House
A bit Sian
Dinner i’m not going to eat

tnevah gnieb ginod llew.
dlouc ton etartnecnoc siht wef syad.
dluoc ton yduts neve hguoht sti maxe doirep.
i evol ot klaw lla eht yaw tsuj ot ees uoy
yrev das soc tlef yrev detcejer.
tnaw ot llet uoy woh i leef rof uoy,
deirt ot teem uoy ynam semit tub saw detcejer.
i ylbirret tanw ot llet uoy,
tub i ma diarfa fo ethe secneuqesnoc.
i tnod tnaw uoy ot evael soceb fo siht
i t’ndluoc reab eht secnahc
i yarp uoy lliw evig em a ecanhc.
i wonk i ma ton a doog nosrep
tub i yllaer od ekil uoy a tol
llet em quando quando quando