Fellowship
Anonymous

When a feller hasn't got a cent
And is feelin' kind of blue,
And the clouds hang thick and dark
And won't let the sunshine thro',
It's a great thing, oh my brethren,
For a feller just to lay
His hand upon your shoulder in a friendly sort o' way.
It makes a man feel queerish,
It makes the tear-drops start.
And you kind o' feel a flutter
In the region of your heart.
You can't look up and meet his eye,
You don't know what to say
When a hand is on your shoulder in a friendly sort o' way.
Oh this world's a curious compound
With its honey and its gall;
Its cares and bitter crosses,
But a good world after all.
And a good God must have made it,
Leastwise that is what I say,
When a hand is on your shoulder in a friendly sort of way.

beautiful ain't it. friendship is sucha wonderful thing.

the recent episode of the missing camera has got me questioning myself on how well i actually know my new friends, their credibility doesn't match the kind of trust i place in them. sadly, they have breached my trust. honestly, i'm disappointed. i just keep hoping i'm so wrong.

even my new found friends from college who i hung out with for a whole 2 months together, are now merely aquaintances i've once known. i hardly know anything about them, and we don't meet up much, other then that ocassional bump into at the grocery store or that ocassional gathering, chat over msn, and blog visits; we don't keep in touch much anymore. that's not the way friends are.

being friends is not merely about having fun with in the midst of each other's company. friends should be there for one another, friends talk, and share their problems, ask for opinions and advices. and we can simply do that because we're friends. that's what real friends do, tell you straight when you stray without having to worry about offending. i think that's the best way to show concern, afterall your friends do know you best (:

Good friends are like stars.You don't always see them, but you know they are always there.

cheers.

alright. this is bad my house has become some sort of officcal locker cum lost and found centre. and it works 24/7.

let me list down all the stuff that was left behind, or the stuff that's still MIA. and all their current status.

1 ravi's watch (claimed)
2 isaac's swimmin' pants (claimed)
3 zayar's wallet (MIA)
4 ravi's blazer (held in the lost and found centre, aka my closet)
5 fiona's postcard (MIA)
6 fiona's chocolates (held in the lost and found centre, aka my fridge)
7 wanting's JVC cam (held in the lost and found centre, aka my floor)
8 isaac's cybershot (MIA)

oh dear. now the whole town is lookin' for khai, it seems that khai was the last person to play with the cybershot. we've lost khai too! he seems to be currently uncontactable. i'm gonna broadcast this : "dear khai, pls call isaac he misses his baby cammy real bad!"

you guys just don't learn do ya. better start lookin' after all your stuff before MIAs turn into KIAs.

awww man.

i'm so right. mrs chua said my design is "no-sense!" to her it doesn't make sense at least, but she skipped the seaky laughter though. she told me to redo it, the exact same way i suggested that i do the poster in the very first place. see, this is the result of listening to others who don't know what they want.

anyway it's kinda annoying how some teachers take our favours for granted. as in they give us no choice, it's difficult to say no and refuse sometimes, we all try hard to be nice people (: "cheryl, you're so free right? good! you can help me design posters!" or as shaun likes to phrase it "why are you dictating my life?!"

for those who have been waiting for the grand showdown pics. well they're finally here, credits to swanky and karenn, the all-so-good-candy camera didn't require editing. swanky's anology is 'a brilliant light sabre must be accompanied by a brilliant jedi' (; splendid! the duo saves us so much time.

for those who plan to use these pictures please host them somewhere else, please please do not steal my bandwidth. it's bad. it's unethical. it's unhealthy! for both me and you. my heart is too weak.