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20050826 : 6:53 PM
it's all been a blurry haze ever since Dory moved on. here's my version of that day's events.. i remember that Finchan was called out first, during math. i was quite worried then, as she had been quite.. disturbed when we heard during recess that Dory had collapsed, even sniffling a little and wiping her eyes. i have to say, it nagged at me, because she rarely teared. later, she was called out, and we went for some stupid boring silly talk from a supposedly old acquaintance Sargeant Dominic. idiote. the next thing i knew, Joash motioned for me to go out of the hall, with my belongings. that was not a pleasant experience, having to stride out in the midst of a police talk with hundreds of eyes following you, and whispers of nasty guesses as to what had befallen me flitting through all those minds. in fact, the very same thoughts were drifting through my head, and i was racking my brain trying to find out if i had done anything terribly wrong. miss yeo was standing outside, waiting for me, a half-smile playing around her lips. i relaxed a little, for i thought if she didnt seem upset it was a good sign. a bad mistake. but a sickening lurch began in my stomach when people like Au, Sakura and Slimy appeared. the only thing we all had in common at the moment was Dory. She led us down, cahtting away, while Au and I fought urges to pepper her with questions, and the topic we floundered for was Dory. Yeoyo seemed perfectly alright to be taking about her, so i let down my guard. another bad mistake. we halted at the stairs near the genereal office, where she turned and faced us. out of the corner of my eye i saw Finchan descending the stairs, and her white face, but my attention was on Yeoyo. she gazed at us assessingly, and i popped the question. "is it Dory? it is, isn't it?" i couldn't help it, my nerves were frizzled enough. Yeoyo could only cast a sympathetic glance and murmur softly. "yes. i'm sorry, but she has passed on." i swear my heart stopped for a second. the aftermath of being dealt such a tremendous blow was numbing. i couldn't think for a few seconds. the blood rushed to my head and i gasped, tears welling up in my eyes. yes, yes, i cried. i was blindly escorted to the general office along with the others who were crying too, and we walked in to a room where the 3f classmates were blearily rubbing their swollen eyes and sniffling. of course, the devastating truth that this was real just made more fresh tears come. i reckon me and Finchan and Au just sat there crying for about an hour, just wanting to cry out our grief and pain and sorrow. just wanting to be alone, just wanting to face the facts but not able to. i can't believe she's gone. i really can't/ Dory was my first ever friend in Fairfield. she was full of spunk, full of life, full of energy. her physical disability never stopped her from having fun. why did she have to start playing with the ball? was it bcuz she wanted to die doing something she wanted to do so much? it had never occurred to me that she might have wanted to be able to run, sprint, jump as normally as any of us. indeed, i had always thought she enjoyed having a permanent mc. the next few days were torture. it was hell getting through lessons bcuz half the time i wasn't paying attention, and half the time i was wallowing in my grief. i want her so badly to come back.
20050825 : 6:22 PM
today is the day that Dory left us forever. it was just another ordinary day she was being herself bright, happy, and a-okay when into sorrow the atmosphere delve the air tingled with dread we knew something was wrong the shaking shoulders; the bowed head our anticipating fear was prolonged until finally the truth broke and naught we could do but cry our sobs were caught and choked the torrents of loss at our eyes in a split-instant our lives had changed the moment she had gone we would never see her again it was like part of our hearts were torn though we know she's happy and free in a safe haven away from pain we can't do anything but grieve for the loss of a friend is too hard to withstand wherever you may be, we know that you'll watch over us so we pray eternally for you, sealed with our love and trust.
20050814 : 7:33 PM
i finally got to attend the Inoue school. -jumps up and down and screams for joy- right, so today was the first class. a lil afraid, but later i relaxed because most of them were pretty funny and lame in a retarded way. nine of us in total. :) i spent twoandahalf hours drawing bloody face-angles. but it was quite fun and frustrating, because my guy looked grotesquely compressed. XP oh yeah. i had better start thinking of layouts for the Syrianwind Network.. coming to you soon on the Net.. *evil laugh* Chrno rocks my socks!! *swoons* you know what.. i think i'm falling in love.. definitely not with Jay. i mean, come ON. and they call themselves my good friends when they know my preferences. and they were the ones who spread this. and now it's me and Caleb. HONESTLY. Caleb is just my psychoweird angel. whom i can bully very easily. meanie ol' me. *evil cackle* currently in this good read, The Cry of the Icemark, by Stuart Hill. it's like a crossover of Norwegian legend and something else. another good read would be East, a crossover of Beauty and the Beast and some Icelandic thing. somehow i have developed a liking for crossovers, particularly that of classics. if you've read Beauty Sleep [sleeping beauty duh], Scarlet Moon [little red riding hood], Mermaid Pearls [the little mermaid], Sunlight and Shadow [the magic flute/the pied piper?], Snow [snow white duh again], and The Storyteller's Daughter [100 arabian nights] you'd know. oh by the way most of them are by Cameron Dokey. and i would reccommend Amanda Quick too, but those have explicit content and are not suitable reading material for kids. *grin* i'm currently having a conversation with Felicity, who refuses to tell me how to download meegos for free. what is her goddamn problem?? why do i always try so hard to stay on her good side when all i want to do sometimes is slap her silly?? *shrieks* well i'm jsut ONE level away from being able to mass-download all the lovely scans from Minitokyo. God help them. *grins and show teeth -a very heartquelling sight-*
20050808 : 3:46 AM
this just sucks. there i was, all dressed up, ready to go to the concert [that may have changed my life] and 5m away from the gate to the indoor stadium the ushers informed us sorrowfully that it was full. well it figures. who wouldn't want to go to a free christian concert. as Finchan and Jermy and i trudged outside, we could hear the band playing inside. the desperate longing and hunger.. maybe He has a different plan for us. so we just dragged Jermy to Orchard to take neos to commemorate this horrid occasion. always think positive yeah?? hah. i just hope Pris was having fun on her *date* with Ongie.. haha. i can just imagine the two of them having fun bopping to the music..
20050802 : 5:06 PM
it was really nice today to stand at the railing, gaze at the overcast gloomdoom sky, the wind whipping -ok, not whipping, more like rustling- my hair, and just thinking.. nothing. so me and Jermy were just standing there, 'cause i had gone out to get something from my locker and saw him standing at the railing even though we had about twenty seconds til mads started [and we all know how particular Yeoyo is about punctuality don't we] and i just went over on impulse. i just love rainy days. particularly the moment before the storm breaks. the air holding it's breath, the wind howling up a frenzy, the clouds threatening to release their burdens.. but unfortunately that dint happen. in two hours the gray mass just cleared. darn. i saw Au today and i think my blood pressure just went up a few notches. Finchan told me Dory had received an sms from Au in response to her query about the people quitting journalism and Au just told her outright she would talk to Miss Ho herself without any "interference". like HELLO?? do you seriously think we would be that free to sms you to ask you if you're quitting journalism and the reason you're doing it? honestly i couldn't care less. it is like so obvious that we're doing it on Miss Ho's orders. du-uh. if it wasn't for her smses we wouldn't have been bothered. oh in case you're wondering what the heck is going on, apparently Au wants to quit journalism. conveniently during L&L. and even though she was assigned to report on the Dedication Service, she didn't do a single goddamn thing about it as she "couldn't be bothered. besides she was gonna quit journalism anyway so she doesn't care." what kind of rubbish attitude is this? where the hell did her sense of responsiblity go? even if you're gonna leave journalism for whatever reason at least try to finish the task that was assigned to you and you can leave and make your grand exit. and if she gives me some crap about "no time" i'm so gonna explode. because i so happen to see her at 10 in the morn when i was setting up the booth. and she wasn't even doing booth duty, just loitering around and chatting. i swear, somehow this is IT. |
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