I guess this is the March entry? heh... What can I say, Final Year Project is finally over..or was over on friday the 18th of March 2005 at 1030 hours...So relieved all the stress is gone, im still feeling the after effects..hah..but still at the same time, when you come to think about it, its just sad thinking that this is the last project ure ever gonna do in poly..the last time ure gonna take that lappy, do those compiling, all those group meetings where u actually end up playing..all those dumbshit times in sch and out..ill really miss those times...to think 3 years is over in the click of a mouse!
Which reminds me....Toshiba laptops are the most powerful yet the most f-ed up...It has to be sent for repairs and maintenance like quad times a year. Gahh... even now, towards the end of the line, its period came! wtf..thankfully Jerome saved my ass..haha..albeit invasion of privacy on my part :P
I cant wait for the hols..yet dread to grow old... Really wish one morning I will wake up feeling the cool morning breeze... The tangerine horizon slowly invading the floating sea....waking up to find my uniform hanging on the wall...to realise the time is of an "unearthly" hour...just to be young..and naive...and yeah..u get my point... Soon NS will come, and then No one knows... I guess NS is the last time for most of us to live our lives without a Care in the world. All we need to do is stay within the rules and everythings fine...But the world out there is out to get those who falter...Im hittin the Small yet Big 2....Not long before u see the numbers flying.

Ill end it short...with hopefully a Shorter Update...hah

Something I wrote quite sometime ago.
Dedicated to The late Daisy Chin and Dr Diana Young
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Flower Garden

The scent was perfect, as was the flower
In all its magnifiscent glory it stood
A symbol of love, wisdom and stalwartness,A beauty to last on eternitys' end
It reminded me of you,
As I walked through the flower garden

I stopped to smell the roses
and mouthed a silent prayer
Every new breath would be a gift
For the future is what we hold
The memories come flooding in
As I walked through the flower garden.

Now the flower was laid to rest
Sanctified beneath a crystal veil
Encompassing it was a plethora of colour,
A tribute of marvelous porportions
It soon started to pour
As I walked through the flower garden.

I knew without a doubt
the flower would lay in eden's grove
A legacy left behind,
Memories to last for years to come
I mouthed a silent prayer,
As I stood in the flower garden.
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Marcus "Marzipan" Tan last came on 3/21/2005 12:06:00 AM.