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Name:
luwin wong
Age:
twenteen
Location:
on an island city state
Email:
luwinwong@hotmail.com

RevisitatioN:
month six o five
month five o five
month two o five
month one o five
month twelve o four
month eleventh o four
month tenth o four
month ninth o four
month eighth o four
month eleventh o three

period-full-stop
luwin


Well on this green page i'll say,
a thing of what i think today,
which since i please, i think i may,
type quick or slow or pink or gray.
And although pink might sound right gay,
i will right now your fears allay,
i'm quite alright, for bent i'm nay.
i kinda think, it's quite okay,
i cannot sing, like mike buble,
nor even act poor capulet,
upon the bright, shiny parquet
of good ol' grand broadway.
I haven't been to cold norway,
or timbuktu, or mandalay.
Coz singapore, the place i stay,
has got only one railway,
that leads direct to sia-malay,
where its quite fun to play.
If i ever own a chevrolet,
it just might be a cabriolet,
but that'll have to wait till next payday,
which just might come, if i do pray.
Now i had enough of this wordplay,
i'll end right now, this quarterway.
i hoped u liked this "-ay" buffet,
I bid you all, a nice good day.



Grow old along with me..

Tuesday, January 11, 2005
My Tribute

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Who threw the year's greatest party?
We did.
Who organised a prom worthy of Law & Mgt?
We did.
Who struggled, cussed and broke down in the days leading up to prom?
We did.
Who was prom King?
Fabian was.
Who were the Kings of prom?
We are.

Standing there with the team, popping the champagne to the cheers of my peers,
all the struggles we thought was in vain,
seemed - if i may borrow the words of 'Staind',- so so far away.

Senior Prom, it struck me then, was gonna be a success after all.
and in a major way.

But how do i describe it?
"Words are so futile." said one Charlie Chaplin.
and truer words have never been spoken.

But herein i'd try to.
For i verily believe that the futility of an occupation is not in itself a reason to give up.
Ling's band is living testament to that.
Ferlin's acting too.
and i'm still schooling am i not.

So here it is - My tribute in feeble words.

Yi Qian. The night wasn't all it could've been for you. and i'm sorry too. You deserve better. You most assuredly do. Sometimes we get what we want, and sometimes we get what we need. But sometimes what we get is what we get. And sometimes, we don't want it. But i'm not here to philosophise. I'm here to say thanks. Thanks for all you've done. For keeping the faith when sometimes i abandon it; for contemplating with me the dream of a brillant prom night; for frowning with me when all seems lost; for bearing the brunt of my crankiness, analbility, and over-inflated ego without landing a solid right hook onto my snotty face, which you and i both know i truly had coming. Qian, believe me when i say i would've given up had it not been for your constant companionship these past grueling weeks. Dude, make the best of this test and don't ask why, it's not a question but a lesson learned in time. For what it's worth, it was worth all the while. It's something unpredictable but in the end it's right,

I hope you had the time of your life.

(forgive the plagarism, i couldn't have put it better.)

Muizz ak-to me-a Johnny. Gosh dude. Has it really been that long? 3 1/2 years? If i had to re-do it all, i'd have invested more into our friendship. But it's comforting to know that the aforementioned 3 1/2 years ain't a total sum. It's simply a figure we're indefinitely improving on. The brain behind senior prom.. with a noble agenda to boot. How apt it was that we'd organised prom together for our senior batch. A stroke of good fortune perhaps. But luck is but the residue of design. APEC with you has been a tremedous affair. You are a tremendous affair. You and Linn are a splendid pair. I'm cynic-par-excellence insofar as BGR and love-dovey issues are concerned. But witnessing the both of you together has given me glimpses of hope. I may be a convert yet. Here's to the 3 1/2 brillant brillant years and to countless more..

Edwin Teo. Punk squad. I hold you liable for all the laughs, belly aches, barely eggs, and self directed/acted/produced videos. I hold you responsible for those unforgettable road trips around the neighbourhood in SCX 64 (something) in the wee hours of the morn. I hold you guilty for memories of midnight suppers we wouldn't exchange for the world and more. Edwin Teo. You're one helluva guy. And it's only fitting that you played your deserving role in realising the daring dream of a special senior prom. The week leading up to D-day on 8th Jan has not been a terrific period for you. And Edwin, we all wished we could have been there more for you. I'm sorry we weren't. I know you wish you could've been there more for us. But by then, you'd done more than your fair bit in contributing to the success of prom. I hope you came out stronger than ever. Prom was never more deserving of a better organiser. Everyone loved the cards and tickets. You're guilty of that too.

Jessie. 22 November 2004. The pressure was overbearing. Prom was drawing so near, yet seemed so awfully far. i wallowed in my hall with a sinking dread upon me, and your words to me were simply this: " ... Don worry and relax a little. Things are only gonna get betta :) " in under 160 characters, you made all the difference. All the difference. You weren't involved in the planning then yet. But in a testosterone dominated committee, you and your girl genes came through for us. You joined and gave us an edge that all but secured the fruition of our efforts. I shudder to think of what it would've been like without your unfaltering optimism, exceptional dilligence and resolute comittment to the project. Jessie, you singlehandedly tipped the scales in our favour. I thank you for that. But more than that, i thank you for your friendship. Not so long ago i received your xmas card. it was the 2nd one in 3 years. No one writes em betta.

MX. mx mx. The junior that by his actions, ranks senior to us all. MX, this prom was built upon your shoulders. The website. The Booth. The last ditch Funds. I cannot help but feel paltry in the light of your contributions, which have been immeasurable. You stood up and made yourself counted. In an immense way. I'm so thankful for all you've done. This is one pal i know i'll never regret making. You owe us nothing. We owe you everything. Truly MX, this is one debt, us seniors cannot repay.

To all in attendence. Thank you. A party is only as elegant, as superb, and as fun as the parties present. And you made it the best party ever. The committee made it plausible. You guys made it possible. I hope you enjoyed it. I'm so thankful to, and for, all of you.


And that's that.

The Premier Law & Management Senior Prom has come and gone,
but it's memories have only just begun...
and in spectacular fashion.

"Ask not what others can do for you, ask what you can do to others.."

... We did prom to you.
Two cents dropped on or about.. 1:54 AM


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..the best is yet to be.