17 years ago,i remember that New year eve, i swore i would wait to see how the New year would START.Of course, if there is a start there is a STOP.I took a chair and sat facing the wall clock while it sang click,click, click. I was wondering what it was thinking and how it was planning to start all over again. It was busy working when others were shouting in the church.

11:59pm, i fixed my eyes without any blink to see how it would end and then start again.12:00 midnight gbamm,it kept moving nonstop. i thought it was a mistake,it was suppose to stop or else how do we know where the new year begins? But that instant, i heard a loud noise at the church shouting HAPPY NEW YEAR! I ran to the church thinking theirs stood still, but it didn't, and i started to cry; "How can the clock be working without resting? It is suppose to rest and then start the new year again..."

I mourned it till i grew up to know that some things are meant to suffer forever just like the heart which keeps pumping, and the day it rests, people mourn the owner who just rested too, that's when i realized that everything was meant to keep working or else life would be stagnant.

Now, i no longer have pity for the clock again, in fact, i sometimes fast-forward it with my hand so that we can quickly reach another new year on time, cos i want to grow up quick and get married. i learnt that life is too short, no wonder many little kids now are growing so fast that some have started overtaking me in age...maybe they have a faster clock.I will fast-forward our clock too.

great poem.MOD pls take this to front page

Next tym, weneva u want ur clock 2 rest, its very simple; just turn d back and remove the batteries. Then allow it 2 rest 4 as long as u wish.

Damn am in luv

NekyLove: Next tym, weneva u want ur clock 2 rest, its very simple; just turn d back and remove the batteries. Then allow it 2 rest 4 as long as u wish.

I just did it. It worked like magic'