A bed of roses & their thorns

Kremlin Dusk (by Utada Hikaru)
All along I was searching for my Lenore,
And the words of Mr. Edgar Allen Poe.
Now I'm sober and nevermore
Will the raven come to bother me at home?

Calling you, calling you home
You-u, calling you, calling you home...

By the door you said you had to go.
Couldn't help me any-any more.
This I saw coming long before,
So I kept on staring out the window.

Calling you, calling you home
You-u, calling you, calling you home...

I am a natural entertainer.
Aren't we all holding pieces of dying ember?
I'm just trying to remember who I can call
Who can I - I - I - I call?

Ohhh! Calling you, calling you

I run a secret propaganda.
Aren't we all hiding pieces of broken anger.
I'm just trying to remember who I can call
That I - I - I can...

Born in a world of opposite attracion,
Or is it or is it a natural conception.
Torn by the arms in the opposite direction,
So is it, or is it a modernist reaction.

Born in a world of opposite attraction,
Or is it or is it a natural conception.
Torn by the arms in the opposite direction,
So is it, or is it a modernist reaction.

Is it like this? Is it always the same?
When a heartache begins, is it like this?
Do you like this? Were you always the same?
Will you come back again? Do you like this?
(Background)Born in a world of opposite attraction,
Torn by the arms in the opposite direction,
Born in a world of opposite attraction,
Torn by the arms in the opposite direction,
So is it, or is it a modernist reaction...

Is it always the same,
And will you come back again?
Do you like this?
Oh, do you like this?

Is it like this? Is it always the same?
If you change the phone numbers, would you tell me?
(Background)Born in a world of opposite attraction,
Or is it or is it a natural conception.
Torn by the arms in the opposite direction,
So is it, or is it a modernist reaction...

Is it like this? Is it always the same?
When a heartache begins, is it like this?
If you like this, will you remember my name?
Will you play it again, if you like this?

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I need a drink from Lethe, to forget, to live...no no it's not tt bad. I juz have so much to do, there goes my fri...ka-pish. No holiday for me. Mr Prince is right, J1 is like Egypt where there is much merry-making and joy...J2 is like Rome, abound by duties and resposibilities. *sigh* I have so many essays to write and so much art to do and so many tests to study for...yet Lord Lord You will be my strength.
Time for an update...the juniors juz came in yest...the sound wuz alright. Really...I thought we sounded ok, but it does make a diff, the size of a choir. The sound seems much fuller. It wuz rather intimidating tho, so many juniors to so few of us, I felt like a little island while I sang my part...all the other J2s were so far away! So anywayz, Sat is the welcome tea...i wonder how many will turn up. Glad to see a few peeps from Fuliminos:)
Will have sji on sat:) Haha...we will be nice boring seniors...no ketchup, no dunking into pools and if we do throw them in, will shall first confiscate their phones:) Aren't we nice?
Hmmm....wuz so keen on spending a nice lazy day at Deb's house tmr...lazing by the pool...but *sigh*, dun think tt's possible anymore. Ok...so shd the og outing be on? Arghh...but I haven't called anybody yet! And I have so much hmwk...but I already told some pple personally...dun really wanna disappoint em. So torn btw Love(for play) and Duty. So torn.
Ok i shall stop procrastinating. The more i sit here and warble in my own troubles the more troubed I will feel and nothing is solved!!

The song above is rather strange...meaning the tune, but the lyrics strike a chord with me, then again forever is nothing...'tis but a time span, tt will still end one day.