  This is to help save some space on my Friendster... ~~~ A self-composed poem: "the timing seems all wrong... the mind is not what it seems... the spirit of the soul is flagging... the body is itching yet aching... Things come but at the wrong time... Yet not to do will make a dodo... To do means hard to balance...
Yet a necessary evil to stay afloat..." ~~~ "What is my destiny? That is a question that only Time can tell..." ~~~ Translated from a Chinese saying..."There is no feast in the wide world that does not finish...all good things must draw to an end..." ~~~ They say a star has fallen in the east. Its tail a trail of fading light in the dark. I went there to seek it. And found engraved in it my prophecy of doom. ~~~ The hand of Fate can be rather unfair at times, doesn't it? *sneers* 
