tacitae per amica silentia lunae: admist the friendly silence of the soundless moonlight

I am weary, and I a stranger,

Lead me to the land of angels.

Be my eyes in time of darkness,

Be my shield against host of faery,

Be my wings till I find my home.

Taken from Stone Maiden by Susan King

Sunday, October 03, 2004

Good, i've finally managed to recover all my sleep from that horrible three nights. Ok, this is a solemn promise to not rush composition anymore! But this is so sad, miss wong says that they all sound the same, sigh....perhaps next time I should just do a Baroque one and see how it turns out since everything I compose seems to sound Baroque anyway.......

21st birthdays.....frankly I don't see what is the fuss all about. You grow up when you want to, why should there be a specific day for you to say you have matured? I can't believe my cousin asked my aunt for a trip to America for her birthday present....so expensive...and who would she go with? Yes, I know her boyfriend is 24 and has a car and got arrested for drunk driving....but, humph. Somehow I can't see my aunt letting her go with him.

I realise that my cousin's girlfriends all look the same....tall...skinny....long rebonded and dyed hair........quiet......you get the idea. I mean, I didn't even notice it, sorry, she was different from the last one! Ha, not that I was socialising much, price, cross and income elasticities were taking too much of my time. Well, my ideal 21st birthday would be spent without a party....just somewhere quiet, and yes, nothing SHOWY.....

Today, I finally started on MATHS. Whatever happens, I'm going to drop it anyway, it's such a torture to study it! At least though I keep failing econs, I actually like studying for it. Anyway, I'm bored of studying now. It's so easy to just drop everything and start daydreaming of what I can do after promos.....in moderation, of course. If you don't study now, how would you be able to enjoy the decemeber holidays with a guilt-free conscience?

Oh yuck, I'm in IP orientation. Yuck, yuck. Hopefully when i drop maths they will kick me out of the Scholarship Prep Thingy? I mean, it's not as if it's a lot of use or fun being in it.......

michelle
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And now I will show you the most excellent way:
If I speak in tongues of men and of angels, but have not love,
I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal.

If I have the gift of prophecy
and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge,
and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but have not love,
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If I give up all I possess,
and surrender my body to the flames, but have not love,
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Love is patient; love is kind;
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It is not rude; it is not self-seeking;
it is not easily angered; it keeps no record of wrongs.

Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth.
It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

Love never fails. But where there are prophecies,
they will pass away; where there are tongues,
they will be stilled; where there is knowledge,
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For we know in part and we prophesy in part,
but when perfection comes,
the imperfect disappears.

When I was a child, I talked like a child,
I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child.
When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me.

Now we see but a poor reflection,
then we shall see face to face.

Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.

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faith, hope and love, but the greatest of these is love.

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