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Friday, May 17, 2002 :::
I hate school. I hate assignments. I studying for exam blocks. I hate geography reports. I have English essays and I hate SOR essays even more. I hate getting to school before eight and not leaving until five thirty. I hate staying back at school just about every afternoon of the week. I hate the stress of trying to maintain VHAs in five subjects. I hate the stress of trying to pull my Maths B percentage up to pass me. I hate school.

I hate having such a screwed up foot that by the time some nights come around I can't walk. I hate the idea I won't be able to do my grade seven ballet exam because I can't dance anymore. I hate the feeling that I spend half my life at physio. And I hate school even more then that.


Not happy Jan! Not having a good week!

::: posted by Captain at 10:59 PM

Friday, January 18, 2002 :::

Nighttime sharpens, heightens each sensation
Darkness stirs and wakes imagination
Silently the senses abandon their defences

Slowly, gently, night unfurls its splendour
Grasp it, sense it, tremulous and tender
Turn your face away from the garish light of day
Turn your face away from cold, unfeeling light
And listen to the music of the night

Close your eyes and surrender to your darkest dreams
Leave all thoughts of the world you knew before
Close your eyes, let your spirit start to soar
And you'll live as you've never lived before

Softly, deftly, music shall caress you
Hear it, feel it, secretly possess you
Open up your mind, let your fantasies unwind
In this darkness which you know you cannot fight
The darkness of the music of the night

Let your mind start a journey through a strange, new world
Leave all thoughts of the world you knew before
Let your soul take you where you long to go
Only then can you belong to me

Floating, falling, sweet intoxication
Touch me, trust me, savour each sensation
Let the dream begin, let your darker side give in
To the harmony which dreams alone can write
The power of the music of the night

You alone can make my song take flight
Help me make the music of the night


Music: Andrew Lloyd Webber.
Lyrics: Charles Hart; additional lyrics by Richard Stilgoe.
Show: "The phantom of the opera" (1986).
The melody was originally written for Sarah Brightman and was intended for an early draft of "Aspects of love". However, it found its way into "Phantom", sung by the Phantom. Sarah Brightman has sung the song in concert for several years and this is the first time she has reclaimed it on record. [from the CD-booklet]
From: Surrender, The unexpected

::: posted by Captain at 10:51 AM

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