time after time, we've said it was the lastthe last time we'll shine onstage, together, as the current batch.and time and time again, we've gone back up.but today, there's no illusion anymore.it's the final time.makeup, hair, hats, skirtsfull runs, audi basement, then backstage.excitement, exhilaration.the lights hit us, the music beginsseven minutes of enjoyment, pure pleasureonce more, for xie laoshi.sweat leaves it trails across our facestreading across central plaza in bright yellow.changing, pizza, photos, kang ding bear. alilang, wuminghua, jianlin, moving, dulaman.daidao, hudie, chun jiangmemories besiege me.planned breaking and entering of chinese departmentair con break in reading roomliying kitty vs kaishi litingsinging at the top of our voicesone by one, people leave. to go home, to study. leaving me in e studio.but i am not alone.for i have walked this long journey together with each and every single one of yousmiled, laughed, teared, sweatfelt the love, passion, exhilaration.and i've never once regretted.the day draws to a closei pack up and turn of the switchespick up the lock, push the door closeand snap the lock in place.and something snaps within my heart too.and i realise it was pain. the pain of leaving. once again.for i love you. hccdcompleted a wonderfully beautiful poster with wendy for ms chong.and visited her. how i miss that place. a refuge where i spent hours learning to play beautiful pieces, had long talks with ms chong, played with xinyi and tai yong.i'm going back. :)kaishi: i enjoyed today a lot!wufan: :) so did i. great day, kaishi, great day :Dthat about sums up today :)
living in my fantasy world
on Friday, August 31, 2007; 11:03 PM
