Rain on autumn leaves

I was feeling lonely, feeling blue

Feeling like I needed you

aloha!

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There's not a good poet I know who has not at the beck and call of his memory a vast quantity of poetry that composes his mental library.
-Anthony Hecht

Speech Day was okay. I mean. It wasn't fantastic or anything. Many will agree with me, I'm sure.
We were giving out the prizes and it kinda got mixed up somewhere. Hehe.

Backstage was fun. I didn't really hang out with the Stagehands but with the MCs, instead.
Maybe it was because I know them better and felt definitely much more comfortable there.

Food was well, food. You don't argue with how the food tastes when you're tired and hungry.
Joshua took for me TEA! Yes, TEA! Everyone asks for punch, but I ask for tea.

Me: Josh! Take tea for me pleaseeeeee!
Joshua : Tea?
Me: Yes, tea.
Joshua (halfway to the door): Tea? Sure?
Me: Yeap. Tea!
Joshua (at the door): Tea?
Me: YES, TEA! THANK YOU!

And Tze Ho said something which all of us kept saying the whole time. Hehehehe.
It was all happy happy until I lost my bag.
Even the glittering lights seem to dim at that very moment.

I was a wreck. But I told myself keep calm you can do this you'll find it you always do.
Pavi and Liyana helped me (thank goodness), so did Mrs Fan (thank you).
Almost cried, but I smiled. I seriously smiled. Call me weird, but I did.

In the end, dejected and out of hope, Mr Shafie appeared at the stairs holding a rusty-green coloured bag with leather brown straps, with that cheeky hah-i-told-you-so look on his face.
Haha! But I'm grateful he found it. I loved that bag too much. It reminds me of the forest.
Of elves and horses and starry skies and oh! The smell of dew on grass.

I should really stop. Me and my fantasies. Haha!
Accompanied Liyana to eat her Laksa (which she didn't even finish. this is Liyana for you, she almost never finishes anything. she says she's full, but I know the reason why. i know.)

It was creepily dark, and I was alone. But the moon kept me company. And I could hear the music from school. So I wasn't that scared. Two bus number 3s came. I took the first one.
Should have taken the 2nd one. Because as I stared out the window, a figure came into my view.
There's just something about that person. Someone I can't really read.

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Where were you when I needed you.