Try To Have a Good One, This Time

Excerpts from In Memoriam, by Lord Tennyson

Ring out the old, ring in the new,
Ring, happy bells, across the snow:
The year is going, let him go;
Ring out the false, ring in the true.
Ring out the grief that saps the mind
For those that here we see no more;
Ring out the feud of rich and poor,
Ring in redress to all mankind.
Ring out a slowly dying cause,
And ancient forms of party strife;
Ring in the nobler modes of life,
With sweeter manners, purer laws.
Ring out the want, the care, the sin,
The faithless coldness of the times;
Ring out, ring out my mournful rhymes
But ring the fuller minstrel in.
Ring out false pride in place and blood,
The civic slander and the spite;
Ring in the love of truth and right,
Ring in the common love of good.
Ring out old shapes of foul disease;
Ring out the narrowing lust of gold;
Ring out the thousand wars of old,
Ring in the thousand years of peace.

It seems too much to ask for, perhaps? If all of us agree to do the right thing, maybe Tennyson's words will ring true, this year.

In the meantime, come usher in 2006 with us at the Curve. We promise it will be indulgent madness. Suhaimi will sing and I'm not too sure what I'm supposed to do. Nevertheless, I will take it as an opportunity to fulfill my New Year resolution : in 2006 I want to be Gwen Stefani. In fact, I have already bought a 30 ringgit blonde wig at Mangga Dua to help me achieve this, even though my husband thinks it makes me look as though I have a penis between my legs. That is to say, he thinks I look like a drag queen. Oh who cares, I bet lots of drag queens look like Mrs Gavin Rossdale.

If you're reading this anywhere indoors, stop right now. Get into your car, onto your bike, hop into a cab, run, do whatever, for you must be at the Curve on the 31st of December, 2005. It's your last chance to see us make a fool of ourselves, this year.

Happy 2006, people! May you have 365 days of blessings.

mokciknab muttered at 4:06 pm ~ ~