Monday, August 25, 2003

A Hectic Day

No rest! No rest!
Move on! Move on!
Lectures, tutorials, projects, and so on...
Then dinner it was
At the famous Chomps
With boss Dave, mother Maria, and lady Yvonne
Stingray, intestines, durian and more
It was a food and laughter uproar

Down came my mood
When a phone call came
Calling me confused, shallow, insane
I raised myself up
To the plateau
Down again I went
When Billionaire I behold

I miss him so much
But he doesn't know
He thinks I'm a slut
A whore to throw

Life has to move
For we all grow old
Till death do we part
For you my feelings of gold

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