Lately, in case I have not kept you updated, I've been preparing for my Finals.
Thanks to my beloved Nyamuk Gang...it has been the best, most enjoyable, bearable revision in my entire academic life. *winks*
Tan Sri Nyamuk Besar and Tun Nyamuk Kecil have successfully kept me in check.
Making sure that I don't slack.
Really appreciate the study companionship.
Hahahaha...I have no complaints but one, I just can't stand it when they smoke! =p
But that's fine. Really. I'm Okay.
All the best to the Nyamuks!
WE CAN DO IT!
NO doubt bout that!
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
Friday, April 17, 2009
High Flight - an Airman's Ecstacy
Came across this beautifully written sonnet by
Oh, I have slipped the surly bonds of earth
And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings.
Sunward I've climbed and joined the tumbling mirth
Of sun-split clouds - and done a hundred things
You have not dreamed of - wheeled and soared and swung
High in the sunlit silence. Hov'ring there,
I've chased the shouting wind along and flung
My eager craft through footless halls of air
Up, up the long, delirious, burning blue
I've topped the windswept heights with easy grace
Where never lark, or even eagle flew.
And, while with silent, lifting mind I've trod
The high untrespassed sanctity of space,
Put out my hand, and touched the face of God.
John Gillespie Magee (1922 - 1941)
an Anglo-American aviator and poet who died as a result of a mid-air collision over Lincolnshire during World War II.
Oh, I have slipped the surly bonds of earth
And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings.
Sunward I've climbed and joined the tumbling mirth
Of sun-split clouds - and done a hundred things
You have not dreamed of - wheeled and soared and swung
High in the sunlit silence. Hov'ring there,
I've chased the shouting wind along and flung
My eager craft through footless halls of air
Up, up the long, delirious, burning blue
I've topped the windswept heights with easy grace
Where never lark, or even eagle flew.
And, while with silent, lifting mind I've trod
The high untrespassed sanctity of space,
Put out my hand, and touched the face of God.
John Gillespie Magee (1922 - 1941)
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