take my HAND; and GUIDE me through*
Tuesday, March 27, 2007
2:03 pm
Once again I'm stuck in a dilemma.
Of love!
Bleah.
Somebody help me.
- Tingz, feeling clueless.
hold me TIGHT; and NEVER let go*
take my HAND; and GUIDE me through*
Friday, November 10, 2006
8:05 pm
Create Your Own!
hold me TIGHT; and NEVER let go*
take my HAND; and GUIDE me through*
Thursday, October 12, 2006
10:17 pm
It has been 10 months since you went away,
You left without a word and had nothing to say.
Although it may seem that I've forgotten,
It's your birthday today, just like I've learnt.
I remembered the day we met
A rude comment you gave on the net
The argument went on and on
Till one day you admitted you were wrong
You promised a compensation and made a deal
All I had to do was accompany you for a meal
We ate at my favourite restaurant to my delight
Unfortunately that meant more than just quick bites
We met up more than we needed to
Studied, played, outings - just us two
How humbly we started out as friends
But fell in love, which made some sense
I remembered it was under the pouring rain
You asked for my hand, hoping anxiously to gain
I shyly agreed and you were over the moon
2nd November begun but it ended too soon
Thank you for the shoulder you lent
When I was sad and only had you to vent
Thank you for your close watch
It made me feel safe to the highest notch
I will never forget the memories we made
At the airport, beach, cinemas and the esplanade
You taught me how to love and never stopped doing so
Even when we argued and had our woes
Alas, good things never last
The precious memories just fell into dust
Do you even remember the planes we loved to admire?
But 2nd week of Jan we extinguished our fire
So there goes 10 months from there
For your birthday I hope you'll get something rare
Last year, you hated the presents you got
This year, I pray for something more than just happy thoughts
Happy Birthday, Eeyore.
-Tingz
hold me TIGHT; and NEVER let go*
take my HAND; and GUIDE me through*
Sunday, October 01, 2006
8:43 pm
The Entrapment -- Part 4
"The first method to capture a man's heart," Skye lectured Wilson while they were waiting outside the lecture theatre for the current lecture group to finish their lesson. "Is to play hard to get."
"I thought you already dated him," he answered back, giving her a puzzled look.
"Well, I only sms-ed him three days after the date, acting like I can't be bothered with him," she grinned as she moved aside to let some strangers pass through.
"That's still much better than me," he scowled as he followed her to the side. "I haven't had a proper date with you."
"Next, make him feel special," she went on, ignoring Wilson. She scanned the crowd for Josh and managed to catch his eye. Making sure that Wilson was watching, she waved at Josh and winked cheekily in his direction.
"Thirdly, work on his jealousy," Skye added simply, turning around to face Wilson again. "Make sure you keep close to me," she haughtily instructed him.
"Does that mean I get to hold your hand?" he asked, looking hopeful.
"Never in your damn life," she retorted back, instantly sending his expression to a crestfallen state.
The lecture theatre doors flung opened just then, and crowds began piling both in and out of the hall.
Skye made her way into the theatre with Wilson following closely behind, and she made sure they carefully walked past Josh's watchful eyes.
***
"Is it just me or is Josh checking you out?" Skye's classmate, Gary asked her innocently during their Physics lecture.
His name seemed to spark off an alert reaction in Wilson as he instantly sat up straight and scanned the crowd for Josh.
"Serious?" Skye asked, trying hard to suppress her glee. "Why would you be looking at Josh anyway?"
"Where is he?" Wilson cut in before Gary could answer.
"Left column, about 8 rows from the front," he answered promptly before turning to face Skye again. "Hey, I'm not gay or anything. I was checking out my girl and Josh does happen to sit nearby!"
Skye nodded in acknowledgement and followed Wilson's gaze. Sure enough, Josh was staring right back at them. When he found out that the trio was looking in his direction, he instantly turned beet red and looked away.
She then heard an audible sigh coming from Wilson's direction.
***
"My goodness gracious. I like your style, lady," Wilson commented as they lined up for assembly that morning.
It was a week since the Mid-Year examinations and the day where Skye would check on the results of her carefully laid-out plan.
"What's with the buttering?" she asked and she hastily pulled her skirt down a few inches when she spotted the principal loitering nearby.
"From what I found out," his voice had dropped to a whisper to avoid stares from neighbouring classes. "His grades for this exam were two As and a C. Not his usual standard of straight As. You are such a whiz."
"Excellent," Skye hissed back as she smiled politely at the principal who, just as she expected, checked the skirts of the girls in her class.
"What now?" he asked when the principal strolled away.
"Break his heart," she confidently answered, just before the student councillor on the podium screamed for the school to be at attention.
***
Skye hesitated as she placed her hand on the receiver.
It was the day where she would "break up" with Josh and she needed to organise her thoughts before she broke the news to her victim. Just as she punched in the first number, she felt a pang of guilt in her heart.
It was hard not to feel alright about the whole thing. She actually manipulated Josh's feelings for her and exploited his kindness for her own gain. Skye made a mental note never to carry out such an evil deed again.
When she proceeded with the next digit, her mind was instantly filled with thoughts about the consequence of her actions. Josh would probably never speak to her again.
At the fourth digit, a tear rolled down her cheek.
When she finished dialling the numbers, her heart felt as if it was about the crumble. She broke down in tears as she slammed the receiver back into its cradle.
She couldn't do it, and she was shocked to find herself in this state.
Instead of trapping Josh's heart as she originally planned, he had trapped hers.
Skye was in love with Josh.
***
-Tingz
hold me TIGHT; and NEVER let go*
take my HAND; and GUIDE me through*
Tuesday, September 19, 2006
6:08 pm
The Entrapment -- Part 3
"So you'll pucker him up and -" Wilson began.
" - make him fall with one big swipe." she finished his sentence, and smirked.
Wilson gave the second low whistle for the day. "Woah, Skye. I didn't know you would go through such great lengths to climb to the top."
"Well, it's not for me," Skye told him, sincerely. "It's for the entire college population who never saw his utter failure. Sweet, sweet vengence. And pure entertainment."
He nearly spat out his green tea when he heard the comment. "Entertainment!" he exclaimed. "Good thing I'm on your side."
"Does that mean you will start hating me from now on?" she asked him, looking hopeful.
"Never," Wilson grinned mischieveously at Skye's scowl. "I love challenges. Wicked women is just what I need."
She couldn't help rolling her eyes to that statement.
***
For the next few weeks, Skye had been extremely successful in her plans to make Josh notice her presence. She caught his eye during lectures, chatted with him during breaks and never failed to flash him the sweetest smile whenever she could.
"I must say," Wilson started. "Your ingenius plan is working. I heard Josh telling Sam yesterday about how cute you were. He might just fall for you."
The duo were having their Chemistry tutorial in class that afternoon.
"Oh really?" Skye replied, scribbling her corrections furiously on her own script without looking at him. "It better work. I hate to see my efforts go down the drain."
"So what's the next move?" he asked, eyes widening with much interest.
She placed down her pen and looked seriously at Wilson. "Next is playing hard to get."
Wilson snorted. "Oh like what you're doing to me?"
"No," she giggled. "He will have a much higher chance of success of course."
Before he could retort back, Miss Ling, their Chemistry tutor, slammed down her marker on the table and screamed, "Are you two done with your little socialising session?"
***
Skye's big break came when she was assigned to Josh's team for the Science Carnival, organised by the college to promote awareness of Science to the students. During meetings, she had many golden opportunities to pucker up to him. She thought she would faint with joy when he approached her after the last meeting before the actual day for the Science carnival began.
"Hey," Josh tapped Skye's shoulder gently when the group piled out of the classroom.
"Yea, you have a job for me?" she asked him.
"Er, no. I was wondering if I could have your handphone number," he looked away as he asked her, showing mild embarrassment on his face.
"Is this for the team contact list or personal references?" she asked again, trying to keep a straight face.
"Personal," he flashed a toothy grin. "I don't think the team is gonna last after the carnival so I guess I don't need a contact list," he added in a matter-of-fact way.
"Sorry, my phone book is kinda full," she told him the stupid-est excuse she could make up. "Anyway, I need to run. Bye!"
She quickly ran off, leaving a speechless Josh behind.
***
The Science Carnival had a fair turnout rate the next day. Skye noticed that Josh couldn't stop looking at her during the various ongoing presentations and she did her best to keep a straight face. Soon, it was Josh's turn to present his project.
Throughout the talk, she couldn't help to notice a certain lazy drawl to his voice. She quickly snapped out of the thought though; she couldn't risk liking him.
After the entire event was over, Josh approached her yet again.
"If your phonebook is full, how about your email address?" he asked her, trying not to sound desperate as he ran his fingers through his hair.
"Well, my email inbox is kind of full too," she crinkled her nose. "Sorry."
Awkward silence came.
"Don't worry about it," Skye gave him a sweet smile as she placed a hand on his arm. "We still can chat in school. Have fun for the rest of the day!"
This time, she walked away feeling like a true winner.
***
"Skye you better step up your engine," Wilson prompted her during their breaktime. "He's still topping every test and he just killed us all in the March Block Tests!"
It had been a week since the Science Carnival.
"Don't worry," Skye assured him as they made their way to the canteen. "I'm going to say yes when he asks me out for a date."
Wilson snorted. "Yea, and how is he going to do that without a damn contact of yours?"
"From what I know," she grinned as lowered her tone to a whisper. "He asked Frank for my number yesterday. He's going to call real soon."
"Not bad!" he commented, sounding impressed. "And when he falls deeply in love with you.." his voice trailed off.
"I'm going to break his heart," she finished the sentence yet again, beaming as wide as a Cheshire cat.
'And his morale,' she thought to herself.
***
-Tingz
hold me TIGHT; and NEVER let go*
