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Saturday, July 22, 2006

watch this space

This post has been a long time coming, with elaborate mindmaps, detailed plans and drafts drawn out that would make Stephen Hawking confused (if he managed to get past the barrier that is my handwriting). And so it is with no great surprise that final product has once again failed to meet my supremely-high expectations (the day I do, I shall die happy, in one final stand against the forces of bad-writing, complete with a piece by the London Oratory Group rising to a full-throated let's-give-those-orcs-a-whooping-Aragorn! crescendo, before dying down the thunderous crowd appreciation and hopefully having lingerie and roses thrown at my feet where all who know me would rise to their feet and proclaim out loud with tears in their eyes "Ladies and Gentlemen, that is my Butlerman!").

And so the actual post begins - with no proper subject matter in mind, and no witty joke thought up beforehand to weave my post about, with no intention other than to scavenge that one reader before he/she/it (I have not yet determined the gender) thinks my blog is defunct.

Butlerman has recently joined an exclusive group of people in this lovely microwave of a country (spandex-melting temperatures as of late. I can vouch for that), being one of the few people who've turned down an early place in RJC. White pants never really appealed to me anyway, not with all the stains that would have resulted from my - besides it wouldn't have matched the car. (Editors note: This doesn't truly reflect the reality of the situation, as I actually did apply for RJ in the first place, unlike the Super-Alpha-Male of my captain who was virtually being courted by every institution with their sights on the A Division Trophy)

The reasons are complicated, I can assure you all (and as a ineffectual method of deflecting all accusations of travesty and being labelled "Judas" by the ACS old boys, provided they stumble across this), but unless I manage to flunk all of my subjects (which now that I've said it, is the probable outcome) I shall be doomed to wear the ugliest tie on earth.

All in all, a much better fate than the one awaiting me at RJC anyway. I was already treated to a preview where on the day of my interview, as my close friend and I were busy navigating the labyrinth-like corridors of Hell itself (in the eyes of an ACS boy anyway), all the while we were being subjected to the scrutiny of various half-wits in pristine white buttock-clenching tights walking slowly around us, deliberating as if he was a sheikh deciding whether to purchase a prize mule, occasionally pausing in puzzlement when we opened our mouths and made use of our power of speech, as if it was some freak occurrence that a non-Rafflesian was capable of such intellect.

As this post draws to a close, I shall enlighten all still breathing with a re-discovered favourite of mine...

For the Longest Time - Billy Joel

Oh, oh, oh
For the longest time
Oh, oh, oh
For the longest time
If you said goodbye to me tonight
There would still be music left to write
What else could I do
I'm so inspired by you
That hasn't happened for the longest time

Once I thought my innocence was gone
Now I know that happiness goes on
That's where you found me
When you put your arms around me
I haven't been there for the longest time

Oh, oh, oh
For the longest time
Oh, oh, oh
For the longest
I'm that voice you're hearing in the hall
And the greatest miracle of all
Is how I need you
And how you needed me too
That hasn't happened for the longest time

Maybe this won't last very long
But you feel so right
And I could be wrong
Maybe I've been hoping too hard
But I've gone this far
And it's more than I hoped for

Who knows how much further we'll go on
Maybe I'll be sorry when you're gone
I'll take my chances
I forgot how nice romance is
I haven't been there for the longest time

I had second thoughts at the start
I said to myself
Hold on to your heart
Now I know the woman that you are
You're wonderful so far
And it's more than I hoped for

I don't care what consequence it brings
I have been a fool for lesser things
I want you so bad
I think you ought to know that
I intend to hold you for the longest time

TO THE BATMOBILE

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