Sob Story Competition!!!
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Callan
in our trip, we'll miss some buses and catch some. i'm on a coach now and it's very comfy. so i wave at you and hope that you'll be on an even better coach soon. take care and see you around, friend.
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Life is too full of random cruelties to take anything personally -
Maya:
You are on a coach now?
I tot there is a lot of seats there for others! I tot you are on a 2-seater carriage liao!! hahahahahahah *wink*
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why, bishamon? why bish?
coz he's God of War!!
But I'm a peacelover! -
bishamon
no, a coach is better, more space to dance and move around. about the invitation for a date, thought you're gonna be a monk + V day is coming + girly's b day coming soon too and you still ask ppl out? whyever not! -
Maya:
Judge on this..... A few verses I have written, quite a long time ago, when I was down but hopeful.
I wait for you
Till the end of eternity,
for you I save my sanity .
Till the end of time,
for you my heart still chime.
I, sing out loud.
Sing my song for you to hear.
I, let thy understand.
my life mission in yours.
Gal, feel the warmth of my love.
Gal, hear the sounds of my heart.
Gal, see for once,
I am born, to make us whole.
For love is not to order,
For love is not to fate,
I walk with you by honour,
for love is ours to create.
Any bonus points for this? *winks*
Everyone:
Did not sent this so-called poem out to anyone, so I am dedicating to all those guys/gals out there, who are waiting for love.
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Just my $0.02 worth -
*smiles and thinks* do not go gently into the good night
callan, you're making my job very difficult, i won't be able to sleep peacefully tonight. but if i'm not mistaken, your poem is about hope, a plaintive cry, yes, but it's not exactly sob poem. you'll get a bonus point for that poignant piece, though.
i'm gonna write a romance novel out of this whole shenanigan and call it "The Prize", starring the beauteous me and scores of gorgeous men waxing lyrical. -
Dear all
thanks again for writing in. It's been hard to choose the winner. Callan's story conjures a scene in my head, like a movie. And he writes poems, too. Derek's story touches a chord in me and his style is engaging. Terence's entries leave a hollow feeling in my heart.
Then I looked at John Wong's entry and though it doesn't qualify, I heard rumours that John Wong has hair like that of a corn and that he has a nice smile. I was temptd to pick JW and date him but I feel that I should stick to my duty as a fair judge.
Really.
And...it's Terence! actually it's his second entry that did it. See ya when you get here, mate. Meanwhile I'll hunt and save for a place that can compare with your compass rose prize
M
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Life is too full of random cruelties to take anything personally -
Maya:
The judge have spoken, and I abide by the rules. *sigh* And the best man won.
I still stand tall,
though my heart is no more.
I have never wondered,
what is life without you,
for my mind forbide so.
Lingering in darkness,
I search for my soul,
I found it with you,
imprisoned by your eyes,
a prison I could not break free.
You first stole my heart,
and now you have kept my soul.
How can I move on,
when my mind is without both?
Terence:
You better treat her good, or you gotta answer to my faerie army. *laffs*
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Just my $0.02 worth
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The competition is going to get very tough indeed once terence and callan start telling their real life stories here. It's one hell of a tragedy that will make classics like Gone With the Wind seem like a B-grade sci-fi flick. so people, get your tissues ready. hahahaha
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Terence:
Now, that's what you call sarcastic.
Anyway, ladies and gentleman, I guess the competition is over, feel free to post more stories if you like, I'm sure we would enjoy the sobbing, but just note that the prize *sigh* is no more.
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Callen: Was it Oscar Wilde who said, “Those who can, do. Those who can’t, become critics.”?
Anyway, luckily for me the female category was not that much of a headache. It was a straight contest between Rinoa and Maya. Both their stories dealt with childhood themes and employed a very personal narrative. In almost sepia toned constructions of the past, both managed, with a touch of local realism, to open up chronological closures for a free discourse between the past and the present. Both were equally emotive and sincere, and it came down to scrutinising the details. Really this is one of those cases were itÂ’s a pity only one can be chosen. Maya, youÂ’ve just won yourself a dinner date, a poem and all kinds of midnight delights when I return. *wink*
cheers -
I WON I WON I WON
Maya runs around the room and does some sommersault.
does that mean I get to date you twice??? -
Terence
The story is real and it happens to me personally...but it is ok though cos I am not after the prize ..just wanna share something...close to my heart... -
Callan, you can always put yourself up as the prize to keep the thing going.
Anyone else wanna volunteer ? -
Well, Rinoa Heartilly,
We need to give Terence a chance for a date right.
Meanwhile got to think for the next chapter.. Have you read my latest installment yet? -
eh callan, what say you? methinks it's a grand idea if you were to be the next prize =)
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maya:
stop beeing the water-letter-goat-flower lah!
as i explain to you the other time!
aiyo..din even turn up today...we all waited for you leh!!
rinoa:
why not you been the next prize??? hahah
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why, bishamon? why bish?
coz he's God of War!!
But I'm a peacelover! -
bish, i am really sorry but i was so sick (i had green face and a humpback last night). u all waited for me? like real! hehe.
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I Want to Die While You Love Me
by
Georgia Douglas Johnson
I want to die while you love me,
While yet you hold me fair,
While laughter lies upon my lips
And lights are in my hair.
I want to die while you love me,
And bear to that still bed,
Your kisses turbulent, unspent,
To warm me when I'm dead.
I want to die while you love me,
Oh, who would care to live
Till love has nothing more to ask
And nothing more to give!
I want to die while you love me
And never never see
The glory of this perfect day
Grow dim or cease to be. -
Phew,
I am glad that I didn't win....
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Lex. if it was u who won, it woould be to date me
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Maya, Rulakir:
Well, I dun feel worthy enough. Ok, let's be democratic, who would want to settle for a 3ft troll as a prize, hands up?
Terence:
Not too sure about the Oscar Wilde part. But the quote sure fits.
Rinoa:
How about you be the next prize, and I try my hardest to win? *winks* hmmm... I'm going to get strong competition from proddy for sure. My, how am I going to compete with the prince of literture for your tears? *sigh* I doubt it will ever be my turn.
Prodigal:
Is there any way I can bride you? Though I doubt your undying admiration for Our dear Angel, could ever be bought.
Lex:
You know what? I seriously think that what you wrote though looks simple, carries depth. That is one of the few classic suan I have come across. Not like me, the empty vessel which makes the most noise.
Bish:
Maya is not being Water-letter-goat-flower lah. I put it that she is trying to give me back my condfidence, I appreciate that, *sigh* but she has yet to give me back my soul.
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Just my $0.02 worth -
Well, Callan, the prince of Elves,
To be called the prince of literature is too much of a big honour to me as I am getting no inspiration for writing for the time being ... I think I am just a mediocre writer.... Perhaps, I think that Rinoa has the choice to decide whether she wants to be the prize or not.. For one, I could not compel her to do what she does not want to do...
In any case, Happy Valentine's day -
Callan
Me a prize??No way!!The queue is much too long for me to endure...I think I am going to set up an international fan club soon..and proddy will never let u win for sure.. -
Maya:
*slurps slurps*
Sure I wanna date you out, but do I need to compete with the guys? I don't think so.
Callan:
Har? I thought I sound so unintelligent?
Rinoa:
Tell me when you are coming back, I will wait for you at the airport with a big bouquet of champagne roses and send you all the way home.
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