The nightingale tells his fairy tale of paradise where roses grew

Its been a real long while since I've had such fun, but you know, sometimes we just have to let loose. This will be one of those few times. It was a little crazy last night, but its been such a long long time that I was that stupid in public.

But I have to admit, its not really the place or the things we were doing that made my day. Its got to be all the people around. Cos the right people do make a difference in our lives. Thanks guys! Ahh.. Now that I've had so much fun, I'm so reluctant to go through the weekdays again.. hmmm.. oh well...

Anyway, ken, maybe you're right... why destroy the feeling of meeting a stranger by having any sort of contact.. After all, we looked so silly.

Old friends

Short lived

Oscar Wilde's

The Nightingale and the Rose

A nightingale overhears a student complaining that his professor's daughter will not dance with him, as he is unable to give her a red rose. The nightingale visits all the rose-trees in the garden, and one tells her that it can produce a red rose, but only if the nightingale is prepared to sacrifice her life to do so. Seeing the student in tears, the nightingale carries out the ritual, and impales herself on the rose-tree's thorn so that her heart's blood can stain the rose. The student takes the rose to the professor's daughter, but she again rejects him because another man has sent her some real jewels, and "everybody knows that jewels cost far more than flowers."

Everybody knows.