'jealousy can kill'.

i figured the most interesting today: how much i missed debate. or at least standing up to speak in front of an audience.

today, for literature presentation, i opened my groups presentation on Hanukkah. okay, i have to admit i was slightly nervous. but gosh, the adrenaline rush. that feeling that overwhelmed me... it felt so good. yes, just standing up there to announce about Hanukkah being on the 25th day of the kislev calendar. or about how the rebellion army, Macabees, came about...

but oh well. Julia Gabriel's, as miss lee has said, might probably be my last debate. i'll treasure all the times i stood up and spoke about how this and that should be banned, how this and that is bad bad bad, or how this and that should be this way because of this this this. ha. i'll miss the words 'therefore, what we stand for tonight is... because...'

once again, i really really feel thankful to my fellow debators, Minyi and Erica. of course the helping ones who gave moral support and all too, Ryofred, Eugene and Carmina. and of course not forgetting the two great teachers, Miss Lee and Miss Sharmilah! thank you so much for all of you have made me a little more confident a way and taught me to love something that i'll never forget... thank you.


funny how we start to treasure something only after it's gone and it's over. when everything has ended do we only turn around and say hey, i miss it so much. haha. not much of a use huh?

Roxanne O.S.T of Moulin Rouge:

We have a dance!
In the brothels of Buenos Aires
Tells the story
Of a prostitute
And a man
Who falls in love...
with her.

First there is desire
Then... passion!
Then... suspicion!
Jealousy!
Anger!
Betrayal!
Where love is for the highest bidder,
There can be no trust.
Without trust,
There is no love!
Jealousy.
Yes, jealousy...
Will drive you
will drive you will drive you

mad!

Roxanne
You don't have to put on that red light
Walk the streets for money
You don't care if it's wrong or if it is right
Roxanne
You don't have to wear that dress tonight
Roxanne
You don't have to sell your body to the night

His eyes upon your face
His hand upon your hand
His lips caress your skin
It's more than I can stand

Why does my heart cry?
Feelings I can't fight
You're free to leave me, but just don't decieve me
And please believe me when I say
I love you

Yo que te quiero tanto, qué voy a hacer
Me dejaste, me dejaste
En un tango
El alma se me fue
Se me fue el corazon
Ya no tengo ganas de vivir
Porque no te puedo convencer
Que no te vendas Roxanne

Why does my heart cry?
Feelings I can't fight
You don't have to put on that red light
Roxanne

the jealousy is driving her mad. she screams, she cries.

yes, the jealousy will drive her mad. no, is driving her mad.