Another love story

He met her at a party. She was so outstanding, many guys chasing after her, while he was so normal, nobody paid attention to him.

At the end of the party, he invited her to have coffee with him, she was surprised but due to being polite, she promised. They sat in a nice coffee shop, he was too
nervous to say anything, she felt uncomfortable, she thought to herself, "Please, let me go home.."

Suddenly he asked the waiter, "Would you please give me some salt? I'd like to put it in my coffee."

Everybody stared at him, so strange! His face turned red but still, he put the salt in his coffee and drank it.

She asked him curiously, "Why you have this hobby?"

He replied, "When I was a little boy, I lived near the sea, I liked playing in the sea, I could feel the taste of the sea , just like the taste of the salty coffee. Now every time I have the salty coffee, I always think of my childhood, think of
my hometown, I miss my hometown so much, I miss my parents who are still living there."

While saying that tears filled his eyes. She was deeply touched. That's his true feeling, from the bottom of his heart. A man who can tell out his
homesickness, he must be a man who loves home, cares about home, has responsibility of home..

Then she also started to speak, spoke about her faraway hometown, her childhood, her family.

That was a really nice talk, also a beautiful beginning of their story. They continued to date. She found that actually he was a man who meets all
her demands; he had tolerance, was kind hearted, warm, careful. He was such a good person but she almost missed him! Thanks to his salty coffee!

Then the story was just like every beautiful love story, the princess married to the prince, then they were living the happy life... And, every time she made coffee for him, she put some salt in the coffee, as she knew that's the way he liked it.

After 40 years, he passed away, left her a letter which said, "My dearest, please forgive me, forgive my whole life's lie. This was the only lie I said to you---the salty coffee.

Remember the first time we dated? I was so nervous at that time, actually I wanted some sugar, but I said salt. It was hard for me to change so I just went ahead. I never thought that could be the start of our communication!

I tried to tell you the truth many times in my life, but I was too afraid to do that, as I have promised not to lie to you for anything.. Now I'm dying, I afraid of nothing so I tell you the truth, I don't like the salty coffee, what a strange bad taste.. But I have had the salty coffee for my whole life!

Since I knew you, I never feel sorry for anything I do for you. Having you with me is my biggest happiness for my whole life. If I can live for the second time, still want to know you and have you for my whole life, even though I have to drink the salty coffee again."

Her tears made the letter totally wet.
Someday, someone asked her, "What's the taste of salty coffee?"

She replied, "It's sweet."

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Love is not 2 forget but 2 forgive, not 2 see but understand, not 2 hear but 2 listen, not 2 let go but hold on.

"Love begins with a smile, grows with a kiss and ends with a tear."

True love hears what is not spoken & understands what is not explained, for love doesn't work in the mouth, nor the mind, but in the heart...

What you see is what you get

getting closer to CNY.. and i still haven got myself some new clothes..
no ideal places to get them.. no time to go.. spend the wkends on doing
a report.. and there are 2 quizzes coming up tis wk.. and aft tis wk..
without knowing.. its ald CNY.. i reckon tt staying home and slp shall
be a gd idea..

surprisely, my fren commented that my blog shows tt i got a gd command
of english.. how true? i'll leave tt to those who hav been reading
it regularly to judge on tt.. tt's all.. nthing much for the wk..

changed to a new song.. kinda short..
Zhang Wei Jian - Bu Shi Ne De Cuo
meaningful song..
enjoy..

Interesting Read

[TRUST]

TRUST is a very important factor for all relationships. When trust is broken, it is the end of the relationship. Lack of trust leads to suspicion, suspicion generates anger, anger causes enmity and enmity may result in separation.

A telephone operator told me that one day she received a phone call. She answered, "Public Utilities Board." There was silence. She repeated, "PUB." There was still no answer. When she was going to cut off the line, she heard a lady's voice, "Oh, so this is PUB. Sorry, I got the number from my Husband's pocket but I do not know whose number it is." Without mutual trust, just imagine what will happen to the couple if the telephone operator answered with just "hello" instead of "PUB".

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[NO POINTING FINGERS]

A man asked his father-in-law, "Many people praised you for a successful marriage. Could you please share with me your secret?" The father-in-law answered in a smile, "Never criticise your wife for her shortcomings or when she does something wrong! Always bear in mind that because of her shortcomings and weaknesses, she could not find a better husband than you."

We all look forward to being loved and respected. Many people are afraid of losing face. Generally, when a person makes a mistake, he would look around to find a scapegoat to point the finger at.

This is the start of a war. We should always remember that when we point one finger at a person, the other four fingers are pointing at ourselves. If we forgive others, others will ignore our mistake too.

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[CREATING PERFECT RELATIONSHIPS?]

A person visited the government matchmaker for marriage, SDU, and requested "I am looking for a spouse. Please help me to find a suitable one." The SDU officer said, "Your requirements, please." "Oh, good looking, polite, humorous, sporty, knowledgeable, good in singing and dancing. Willing to accompany me the whole day at home during my leisure hour, if I don't go out. Telling me interesting stories when I need companion for conversation and be silent when I want to rest."

The officer listened carefully and replied, "I understand you need television."

There is a saying that a perfect match can only be found between a blind wife and a deaf husband, because the blind wife cannot see the faults of the husband and the deaf husband cannot hear the nagging of the wife.

Many couples are blind and deaf at the courting stage and dream of perpetual perfect relationship. Unfortunately, when the excitement of love wears off, they wake up and discover that marriage is not a bed of roses.

The nightmare begins.

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[NO OVERPOWERING]

Many relationships fail because one party tries to overpower another, or demands too much. People in love tend to think that love will conquer all and their spouses will change the bad habits after marriage.

Actually, this is not the case. There is a Chinese saying which carries the meaning that "It is easier to reshape a mountain or a river than a person's character."

It is not easy to change. Thus, having high expectation on changing the spouse character will cause disappointment and unpleasantness.

It would be less painful to change ourselves and lower our expectations..

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[RIGHT SPEECH]

There is a Chinese saying which carries the meaning that "A speech will either prosper or ruin a nation." Many relationships break off because of wrong speech. When a couple is too close with each other, we always forget mutual respect and courtesy. We may say anything without considering if it would hurt the other party.

A friend and her millionaire husband visited their construction site. A worker who wore a helmet saw her and shouted, "Hi, Emily! Remember me? We used to date in the secondary school." On the way home, her millionaire husband teased her, "Luckily you married me. Otherwise you will be the wife of a construction worker." She answered, "You should appreciate that you married me. Otherwise, he will be the millionaire and not you."

Frequently exchanging these remarks plants the seed for a bad relationship.

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[PERSONAL PERCEPTION]

Different people have different perception. One man's meat could be another man's poison. A couple bought a donkey from the market.

On the way home, a boy commented, "Very stupid. Why neither of them ride on the donkey?" Upon hearing that, the husband let the wife ride on the donkey. He walked besides them. Later, an old man saw it and commented, "The husband is the head of family. How can the wife ride on the donkey while the husband is on foot?" Hearing this, the wife quickly got down and let the husband ride on the donkey.

Further on the way home, they met an old Lady. She commented, "How can the man ride on the donkey but let the wife walk. He is no gentleman." The husband thus quickly asked the wife to join him on the donkey.

Then, they met a young man. He commented, "Poor donkey, how can you hold up the weight of two persons. They are cruel to you." Hearing that, the husband and wife immediately climbed down from the donkey and carried it on their shoulders. It seems to be the only choice left.
Later, on a narrow bridge, the donkey was frightened and struggled. They lost their balance and fell into the river.

You can never have everyone praise you, nor will everyone condemn you.
Never in the past, not at present, and never will be in the future.
Thus, do not be too bothered by others' words if our conscience is clear..

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[BE PATIENT]

This is a true story which happened in the States.

A man came out of his home to admire his new truck. To his puzzlement, his three-year-old son was happily hammering dents into the shiny paint of the truck.

The man ran to his son, knocked him away, hammered the little boy's hands into pulp as punishment. When the father calmed down, he rushed his son to the hospital.

Although the doctor tried desperately to save the crushed bones, he finally had to amputate the fingers from both the boy's hands.

When the boy woke up from the surgery & saw his bandaged stubs, he innocently said, " Daddy, I'm sorry about your truck." Then he asked, "but when are my fingers going to grow back?"

The father went home & committed suicide. Think about this story the next time someone steps on your feet or u wish to take revenge. Think first before u lose your patience with someone u love.

Trucks can be repaired..Broken bones & hurt feelings often can't.

Too often we fail to recognise the difference between the person and the performance. We forget that forgiveness is greater than revenge.

People make mistakes. We are allowed to make mistakes. But the actions we take while in a rage will haunt us forever.

Pause and ponder. Think before you act.
Be patient. Forgive & forget.
Love one and all.
If you judge people, you have no time to love them.

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This is one of the most interesting read i have seen so far.. has some interesting pts to note..

1) We should always remember that when we point one finger at a person, the other four fingers are pointing at ourselves. If we forgive others, others will ignore our mistake too.

2) A perfect match can only be found between a blind wife and a deaf husband, because the blind wife cannot see the faults of the husband and the deaf husband cannot hear the nagging of the wife.

3) It is easier to reshape a mountain or a river than a person's character.

4) You can never have everyone praise you, nor will everyone condemn you. Never in the past, not at present, and never will be in the future.

5) If you judge people, you have no time to love them.

When You Divorce Me, Carry Me Out in Your Arms

A nice read. Kinda Long, but worth reading..

On my wedding day, I carried my wife in my arms. The bridal car stopped
in front of our one-room flat. My buddies insisted that I carry her out
of the car in my arms. So I carried her into our home. She was then plump
and shy.

I was a strong and happy bridegroom. This was the scene of ten years ago.

The following days were as simple as a cup of pure water: we had a kid,
I went into business and tried to make more money. When the assets were
steadily increasing, the affections between us seemed to ebb. She was a
civil servant. Every morning we left home together and got home almost
at the same time. Our kid was studying in a boarding school. Our marriage
life seemed to be enviably happy. But the calm life was more likely to
be affected by unpredictable changes.

Dew came into my life.

It was a sunny day. I stood on a spacious balcony. Dew hugged me from
behind. My heart once again was immersed in her stream of love.
This was the apartment I bought for her.

Dew said, you are the kind of man who best draws girls. Her words
suddenly reminded me of my wife. When we just married, my wife said,
Men like you, once successful, would be very attractive to girls.
Thinking of this, I became somewhat hesitant. I knew I had betrayed
my wife. But I couldn't help doing so.

I moved Dew's hands aside and said, you go to select some furniture,
O.K.? I 've got something to do in the company. Obviously she was
unhappy, because I had promised her to go and see with her. At the
moment, the idea of divorce became clearer in my mind although it
used to be something impossible to me.

However, I found it rather difficult to tell my wife about it. No
matter how mildly I mentioned it to her, she would be deeply hurt.
Honestly, she was a good wife. Every evening she was busy preparing
dinner. I was sitting in front of the TV. The dinner was ready soon.
Then we watched TV together.

Or, I was lounging before the computer, visualizing Dew's body.
This was the means of my entertainment.

One day I said to her in a slight joking way, suppose we divorce,
what will you do? She stared at me for a few seconds without a word.

Apparently she believed that divorce was something too far away
from her. I couldn't imagine how she would react once she got to
know I was serious.

When my wife went to my office, Dew had just stepped out. Almost all
the staff looked at my wife with a sympathetic eye and tried to hide
something while talking with her. She seemed to have got some hint.
She gently smiled at my subordinates. But I read some hurt in her eyes.

Once again, Dew said to me, Divorce her, O.K.? Then we live together.
I nodded. I knew I could not hesitate any more. When my wife served
the last dish, I held her hand. I 've got something to tell you, I said.
She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.
Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know
what I was thinking. I want to divorce. I raised a serious topic calmly.

She didn't seem to be much annoyed by my words, instead she asked me
softly, why? I'm serious. I avoided her question. This so-called answer
turned her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you
are not a man!

At that night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she
wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly
give her a satisfactory answer, because my heart had gone to Dew.

With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement, which stated
that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. She
glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. I felt a pain in my heart.
The woman who had been living ten years with me would become a stranger
one day. But I could not take back what I had said.

Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to
see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce,
which had obsessed me for several weeks, seemed to be firmer and clearer.

A late night, I came back home after entertaining my clients. I saw her
writing something at the table. I fell asleep fast. When I woke up, I
found she was still there. I turned over and was asleep again.

She brought up her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me,
but I was supposed to give her one month's time before divorce, and in
the month's time we must live as normal life as possible. Her reason was
simple: our son would finish his summer vacation a month later and she
didn't want him to see our marriage was broken.

She passed me the agreement she drafted, and then asked me, do you still
remember how I entered our bridal room on the wedding day? This question
suddenly brought back all those wonderful memories to me.

I nodded and said, I remember. You carried me in your arms, she continued,
so, I have a requirement, that is, you carry me out in your arms on the
day when we divorce. From now to the end of this month, you must carry me
out from the bedroom to the door every morning.

I accepted with a smile. I knew she missed those sweet days and wished to
end her marriage with a romantic form.

I told Dew about my wife s divorce conditions. She laughed loudly and
thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she does, she has to face the
result of divorce, she said scornfully. Her words more or less made me
feel uncomfortable.

My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was
explicitly expressed. We even treated each other as a stranger. So when I
carried her out for the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son
clapped behind us, daddy is holding mummy in his arms. His words brought
me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the
door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes
and said softly, let us start from today, don t tell our son. I nodded,
feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait
for bus, I drove to office.

On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my
chest. We were so close that I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I
realized that I had not looked at this intimate woman carefully for a long
time. I found she was not young any more. There were some fine wrinkles on
her face.

On the third day, she whispered to me, the outside garden is being
demolished. Be careful when you pass there.

On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I seemed to feel that we were
still an intimate couple and I was holding my sweetheart in my arms. The
visualization of Dew became more vague.

On the fifth and sixth day, she kept reminding me something, such as,
where she put the ironed shirts, I should be careful while cooking, etc. I
nodded. The sense of intimacy was even stronger.
I didn't tell Dew about this.

I felt it was easier to carry her. Perhaps the everyday workout made me
stronger. I said to her, it seems not difficult to carry you now.

She was picking her dresses. I was waiting to carry her out. She tried
quite a few but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my
dresses have grown fatter. I smiled. But I suddenly realized that it was
because she was thinner that I could carry her more easily, not because I
was stronger. I knew she had buried all the bitterness in her heart.
Again, I felt a sense of pain. Subconsciously I reached out a hand to
touch her head.

Our son came in at the moment. Dad, it's time to carry mum out. He said.
To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had been an essential
part of his life. She gestured our son to come closer and hugged him
tightly. I turned my face because I was afraid I would change my mind at
the last minute. I held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through
the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and
naturally. I held her body tightly, as if we came back to our wedding day.

But her much lighter weight made me sad.

On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step.
Our son had gone to school. She said, actually I hope you will hold me in
your arms until we are old.

I held her tightly and said, both you and I didn't notice that our life
was lack of such intimacy. I jumped out of the car swiftly without locking
the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my decision. I
walked upstairs. Dew opened the door. I said to her, Sorry, Dew, I won't
divorce. I'm serious.

She looked at me, astonished. The she touched my forehead. You got no
fever. She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Dew, I said, I can
only say sorry to you, I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring
probably because she and I didn't value the details of life, not because
we didn't love each other any more. Now I understand that since I carried
her into the home, she gave birth to our child, I am supposed to hold her
until I am old. So I have to say sorry to you.

Dew seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed
the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove to the
office.

When I passed the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet for my wife,
which was her favourite. The salesgirl asked me to write the greeting
words on the card. I smiled and wrote, I 'll carry you out every morning
until we are old.

What a day

22nd of January.. its a day to rmb.. went out last evening wit my
buddies derrick and sida.. sida jus got his car license and he rented
a car for couple of days and he asked us out for some CNY shopping..
sida came to pick me up ard 450pm and following that to pick up
derrick and b4 we reach derrick's house.. the car stalled at a U-turn..
and tt's the start of many..

we headed for a light meal.. which we deemed as a tea break.. curry
fish head.. how light is tt for a tea break? aft the "light" meal..
we headed down town.. the moment we reach orchard road.. we could sense
that is gg to be a crowded day.. the pple on the street are jus like
ants.. sida wanted to park at the youth park.. but tis full thus i
suggested to park at the Citibank near Hereen.. was a gd choice though.
cos its only $2.50 aft 5pm..

we headed to Wisma as derrick wanted to get Crystal's ring back in shape
and he was told that the ring might break when they are trying to knock
it back to shape.. and he was told to come back 30mins later.. and i was
tinking.. if they can do a slower job.. more gentlely.. i dun tink its
gonna break.. but luckily it didn't when derrick got it back..

we shopped ard taka.. wisma.. far east.. lucky.. esp taka and wisma..
i tink we walked thru and fro for at least 3 times.. sida got 2 tops and
1 bottom.. derrick 1 top.. and me 1 bottom.. kinda tired of shopping when
nthing seems to caught my eyes.. running out of places to shop too..
our last stop was at wisma G2000 where they both got their tops.. i didn't
get one though.. felt that formal shirts cant be worn during sch days..
and i ald got 6 formal shirts.. headache part.. wad to get......

aft we done wit tt.. we headed to Changi Village.. and i reckon we took
a big route to reach.. as none of us know exactly which route to go.. but
eventually we reach there ard 11+.. i had the Chichen chop hor fun.. the
chicken chop was nice.. other then that.. i felt nthing special abt it..
and aft i ate a couple of mouthful.. i realised tt the stall jus beside
the one we bought from.. sells exactly the same food.. one is recommended
by City Beat.. one recommended by Channel U.. so i reckon is gd? but if
you will to compare the crowd queuing up.. the malay stall selling the
nasi lemak overwhelmed the 2 noodles stall..

aft our late dinner.. we headed for some rounds ard the carpark.. where the
"aquas" will be standing at.. not much though.. cos i tink its still pretty
early at tt time.. and i posted a question to my frens.. which washroom do
the "aquas" go to? high chance they will be gg to the ladies.. but isnt' tt
kinda weird? but anyway.. its their problems.. and i reckoned the money they
spent on their surgeries shld at least allowed them to the ladies.. if not
its a big failure..

aft the few laps round the carpark.. we headed to the Changi beach.. and
guess wad? i tink it shld be named as "Muds Beach".. cos 90% of the pple
over there are all malays.. and we left no longer than 5 mins aft we stepped
out of the car.. kinda windy too.. but the people over there seems to be
on fever or wad.. they dun seems to feel/affected by the cool breeze..

we went to the Old Changi Hospital aft tt.. but we din went in though.. was
jus outside it.. and when are there.. another car came along.. inside was
packed with couple of guys and gals ard our age.. aft sida stopped and high
beam into the building.. the car moved forward till the entrance as if they
were heading inside to the building.. we were laughing as we knew they won't
be so dare to drive the whole car in.. and sida high beam at them.. urging
them to drive thru.. but they didn't and they reversed.. and sida drove the
car to the entrance too.. jus to sort of copy wad they did.. but jus for a
few moments.. and he made a big U-turn and left.. we take a look back..
the car did the same too.. how's tt for lame?

aft tt we headed straight back home.. and here comes the interesting part..
becos of the car tt sida rented.. was in real bad shape.. other than the
speedometer.. the rest of the meter are dead.. the petrol indicator was dead.
and guess wad? the car ran out of petrol when we are near YCK mrt.. though
sida kept trying to drive the car to as far as he could.. we noe its not gg
to make it to the petrol station.. and we stopped at a bus stop.. completely
stranded.. but luckily our savoir Crystal was still awake.. she drove out
which i tink is pretty near her house and picked up derrick to get some petrol
its ald 1am.. was glad that Crystal came to save our butts..

ard 15mins later.. derrick came back wit the petrol.. and we started figuring
out how to pour the petrol into the gas tank.. cos there's a gap from the gas
tank and the petrol container.. but.. aft i put on my tinking cap.. i got a
ingenius idea.. tt's to use the peel fresh paper bottle.. invert it.. tear
up the bottom part.. and use it as a funnel as i believe most of us do noe tt
the paper bottle has a bottle cap at the top.. so by inverting it and removing
the bottom.. its a great funnel.. thus we did tt and we funnel the petrol into
another water bottle.. which can be easily poured into the gas tank..

but of cos.. things aren't tt simple.. when transferring the petrol.. i reckon
tt at least 1 litres of it is wasted.. they are either on our hands or on the
ground.. and in the midst of doing so.. a indian.. i dunno if he's indian or
malay now.. but anyway.. he stopped and commented "ran out of petrol ar? haha"
and he stood there and watched us fill the gas tank in such a unique way..
and he was there till we finished doing it.. kinda pissed of by tt.. but we
jus ignored him.. cos we are racist!! jus kidding.. for some reasons.. we jus
want to get it done asap and move on.. thus we dun really bother abt him..

and so tt concludes the interesting outing we had.. car stalling.. aquas..
old changi hospital.. mud beach.. and manual refilling of petrol.. jus tink
of how many times do you in your life u got to do manual petrol refilling..
certainly not at our age esp.. but its gd lesson though.. make sure u got a
funnel or something at the boot of ur car.. if not.. jus make sure u are rich
to call tow-car whenever your car breaks down for wadever reason..

Selamat Hari Raya Haji

the title is for those who will be celebrating Hari Raya Haji..
dun really noe wad's the real meaning behind the festival..
but in any case.. its a public holiday.. which is something all
of us will be glad to hav regardless of the real meaning behind
it.. kinda sad right? but tt's the reality...

time to do some update for the past 1 wk..

last sunday..
went to kallang to work as usher for the match between Singapore
and Indonesia.. the work is ok.. jus tt we dun get to sit.. and
the food and drinks sold over there is simply crazy.. $2 for a
small cup of coke.. tt's hell of a daylight robbery.. the crowd
tt night was reasonably ok.. and pple ald started queueing up
when its like ard 4pm although the gates are only opened at 5pm
and the match starting at 7:30pm.. the free seating arrangement
must hav prompted the crowd to be there early.. i was in charge
of the grandstand entrance.. and of cos.. i do get to enjoy the
grandstand view of the match.. one of the best view you can get.
and there's a guy.. ard middle 30.. was at the gate.. but he do
not hav a ticket for the match.. and he told us he couldn't get
thru to his frenz who ald got in and has his ticket. and he even
place his hp to another guy to let him listen to the no connection
tone.. and he hoped that we can allow him to enter.. he was pretty
decently dressed.. although its kinda hard to buy his story..
considering tt the stadium is a open building.. there shldn't be
reception problems.. and in the end.. guess wad? he bought from
someone a complimentary gallery seat ticket for $100.. crazy guy.
and to tink tt he ald missed 30 mins of the match.. stopped work
at ard 10pm after which we got our pay.. was with derrick and his
buddies.. and we took bus 10.. it was heading towards tampines..
but the journey seemed forever.. thus me and derrick decided to
take cab back instead.. and we head to the S11 near my house for
our late dinner ard 11+.. when i got home.. i'm simply too tired
to study for my j2ee quiz which i had on the following day.. thus
i slept till 7am in the morning and had a 1hr quick revision and
i went for the test..

tuesday..
got another quiz.. Internet Security.. same like my j2ee.. i was
too lazy and tired to study the night before.. i woke up at 7am
and studied for 1hr again.. although the lecturer gave hints tt
out of the 35 True/False questions.. 22 are False.. but the quiz
itself is pretty tough.. has yet to get the results of the 2 quizzes
hope i do well for them.. but if i dun.. maybe i can blame on the
fact tt i studied very little and very last min? fingers crossed.

wednesday..
got oreo from someone.. ;) something tt i'm craving for and i'm jus
simply too lazy to get some myself.. and there's something interesting
in all the oreo cookies.. there's a small hole in the middle of the
cream.. looks like a ant bite.. the producers mus hav been trying
to save some cost.. and i've hav ald finished almost the 2 rolls..
in jus 2 days.. no wonder my cough nv go off.. went town wit this
someone and i realised i got not much time to shop for my new year
clothes.. dun really hav in mind wad to get though.. can i jus skip
CNY? simply dread shopping for my own things.. which explains why
someone pointed to me that i'm weird.. cos i rather acc pple to
shop than to shop for my own things.. but i tink its really high
time for me to start getting some stuff for CNY.. but.. really nthing
in mind wad to get.. went Big O over at the borders.. had the cakes
over there.. they hav promotion on wkdays, 3-6pm.. tt's when u order
2 cakes and u will get the cheaper of the both free.. and not to
mention tt the cakes are pretty good.. too bad there's isnt oreo
cheesecake over there..

thursday..
couldn't managed to reach my Entrepreneurship proj mates.. thus i
end up skipping my lunch.. its getting into a bad habit for me to
be skipping meals.. and at the end of the day.. i end up eating up
all the oreo.. which explains why my throat will complain every
now and then..

today..
no programs for today.. there's a gathering wit my Expo colleagues
today.. but i wasn't in the mood to be wit them.. thus i decided not
to turn up.. will hav to start doing my GUI which is due for submittion
this coming monday..

tis wraps up the wk for me.. hope more enjoyable things will come..
life has been like coming to a stall for me..

Song for the week: Luo Zhi Xiang - Xiao Chou Yu
enjoy..

Bad weather and late night work

jus completed the submittion of the Friendster assignment..
stayed up the whole of this morning till 5am to get the UI
of the assignment done.. didn't managed to complete it..
thus had to spent the break time to complete it before 5 for
the submittion.. and yes.. its finally done..

came with a price though.. think i'm catching too much cold
wind.. my body is feeling cold inside and warm outside.. wore
2 t-shirts and a pull-over today.. and some tot i'm on a cold
fit.. but i'm still feeling cold despite the 3 piece of
clothings.. the sunny weather and the cold labs mus hav been
the cause of it.. the staying up of late nights shld hav also
contributed to my illness..

shall get more rest tis wkends.. and there's 2 quizs and a
practical test next wk.. shall get my engine started to study
for them.. and ya.. will be looking forward to Kallang on Sun..
will be working at the National Stadium for the Tiger Cup Final
between Singapore and Indonesia.. i'm not really into supporting
Singapore.. cos i really feel that they really can't make it..
count their fortunes if they do win it.. but anyway.. i'm gg to
be neutral abt it.. and hope to be able to catch a interesting
match on tt day..

but before all these.. jus hope tt i'll be well soon..

New song for the week:
Zhang Jing Xuan - Duan Dian
Enjoy..

Month of Saddness

just watched the Ren Ci Charity show.. money raised $6.6 million..
but tt's not the pt isn't it? i'm not sure how many of you guys
reading this actually saw the show.. and how many of you did in
fact make a donation to the support them.. i did.. and of cos.. the
show with segments of those staying at the Ren Ci Home, i mus say..
it really touches me.. and to think that the Tsunami that happened
few wks back.. the generosity of humans did really showed out..

Singapore observed a minute of silence nationwide today.. regardless
of race, color or religion.. everyone felt something for the victims
of the Tsunami.. 11 countries are affected, 150,000 dead, 200,000
missing.. 5 million homeless, billions of fund needed.. how can u
not hav some feelings towards these..

i don't really wan to go into toking about how we shld react.. how
we shld help out those victims.. constant reminding for you to do
something is the same as not doing it at all.. if wad is worth
doing.. it has ald been done.. if you are the heartless or miser
kind.. its ok.. dun feel ashamed.. just keep those unwanted comments
to yourself will do.. i hav heard quite a few.. but they are really
unnecessary and it jus speaks volume abt you..

but there's something i really hope to point it to those who are
reading my blog.. tt is..

take a minute off after readin this blog.. reflect about wad had
happened in the last few weeks.. the Tsunami especially.. tink abt
how fortunate we are.. count ourselves lucky that we are safe and
sound.. count our blessings that none of our love ones are victims
of the tragic disaster.. like wad i had previously posted.. cherish
pple ard you..

well.. i noe.. tis phrase has alys been said to you.. tonnes of time..
but.. do u really understand the true meaning of it? and actually
cherish it? like wad my buddy Derrick had previously commented.. take
some time off with your parents.. your love ones.. get some of their
fav food.. go to somewhere quiet.. somewhere you can enjoy some quality
time with them.. tell them wat's happening in your life.. get in touch
with them..

you nv noe when its the last time you can do all these.. even when
you are free by then.. are they still ard? i leave the rest to you..

the reality of life is jus so cruel.. aft reading my above comments..
you might have some thoughts.. but as time passed.. human nature creeps
in again.. we will tend to forget abt those pple in need.. esp when
chinese new year is jus ard the corner.. all i can say.. in the mean
time of enjoying yourself during the festive period.. take some time
to care for the needy.. to help as much as you can.. tt's the best
we all can do.. rmb..

To give is alys better than to received.

This might be the last time...

Message:
Tell your girlfriend/boyfriend how much they mean to you and how
much you love them. You'll never know... This might be the last time...


Chinie is a typical college girl who enjoys life to the fullest.
She loves her boyfriend so much and texts him every now and then.

JM is Chinie's boyfriend who works in a call center in Ortigas.
He's always busy doing so many things.
He only manages to reply to Chinie's texts when he got off from work.

One time JM receives a message from Chinie:
"hi baby! how r u? miss u! call me when u come home k?! tc! lovu!"

JM ignored the message because he always received the same message
whenever it is time for him to go home from work.

"baby,i miss u already! did u eat yet?! take care when u go home!
ill be w8ing 4 ur call.lovu!"

"baby,where r u?! u're not replying to my msg. well,ill b here w8ing
for ur call! lovu!"

JM reaches home and lay on his bed. The last time he knew is that
he's reading Chinie's text. He was so tired he fall asleep and wasn't
able to return Chinie's call. He can still hear his phone beeps but
he's too tired to take a glimpse on the message.

When he woke up the next day, he remember that he needs to call Chinie.
He ignored the messages and dialed Chinie's #. No one's answering in
her house. He called up her cellphone and he was surprised that her
father answered the call. In his voice you can feel his tears and hear
his heart tearing apart.

"JM,why'd u call just now? Chinie's been waiting for u!"

"Dad sorry.i was tired so i fell asleep. i called at home but noone
answered.wher are u now?."

"just wait for us at home."

JM went to Chinie's house and much to his
surprised he saw a lot of people inside. The house were so lighted but
you can see the gloom on every person you'll meet there. He was greeted
by Chinie's mom on tears. She hug him tight and cried on his shoulders.

"Chinie was waiting for u. she didnt go out with us coz she was waiting
for ur call. she was killed las night by some robbers who came in here.
she's gone JM, she's gone!"

"Ma, Chinie texted me last night..how could that have happened?!"

JM can't look who's inside the coffin. He can't move and it feels like
his whole body is stucked on the chair his seating. He wanted to cry but
it seems that something is blocking his tears to fall down. He turn to
his phone and read the messages of Chinie.

"baby, ill be w8ing for u to call. i wont go out with dad anymore!"

"baby, im scared. i think theres som1 downstairs. pls call me already!"

"baby, theyre here. wut f they kill me. pls call me. baby where r u?
i need you here now. please baby i can hear them come..."

"baby.... i love you!..."

He wanted to shout and cry so loud. It's true that Chinie is waiting
for his call. Up to her last breath she only thinks about him.

He stare at Chinie inside the coffin. Suddenly tears starts flowing
down his cheeks. He can't say anything. The only words he uttered...

"My baby, i'm so sorry! I could have known, i could have fight for you!
i'm really sorry! I love you so much!"


Food for Thought:
Well, this story might just be another typical internet story, maybe
a similar one you have seen before.. but the cruz of this, is that..
it once again fall back to the phrase of "Treasure the love ones"..
and don't take them for granted.. sometimes when you least expect things
like these to happen.. it does.. so when you received a message from
your closed one.. no matter how routine the message was.. keep that in
mind.. it might just be the last time...

Song for the week: Keane - This is the last time

Need to buck up

Comparison table:
--------------------------------3 years ago-----Now----------------

Sit N Reach.......................49.......(A)..........50......(B)..........
Sit ups..............................59.......(A)..........43......(A)...........
Standing Board Jump.........243.....(A)..........220....(E)...........
Shuttle Run.......................9.5......(A)..........9.3.....(A)...........
Pull-Ups............................8.........(A)..........5........(D)..........
2.4km...............................11:55..(C)..........7:23...(3laps).....
------------------------------------------------------------------------
Total.................................28pts (Gold)......17pts (Fail).........

yes.. i failed my Napfa test today.. and i went to checked my Napfa
which i last took at Sec 4.. and i got this comparison table out...
huge contrast? i can't believed it too.. but its kinda expected.. how
to expect the same when i dun exercise much for the past 3 years..
y dun they change the Napfa test to theory? maybe i can score full
30 pts instead.. but i decided to train myself up for the next test
which i tink i'll go again at 27th Jan.. got 3 wks from now.. and i
hope i will really put it effort to get the 28pts Gold again..

and i had my presentation today.. was super lucky to be the 1st grp
to present.. its the PICE report presentation.. and before we start
the presentation.. the tutor ald questioned us.. cos we din appoarch
her for the confirmation of the idea beforehand.. and when she saw the
slides.. she said our idea is not gg to be very innovative and the
previous batch had a grp which ald did something similar.. kinda turn
off rite? who will wan to present when u got such comments before u
even hav a chance to show wad u got..

initially.. our grp decided that only me will do the presenting.. as
only me and Wendy got the finalization of the idea.. thus i hav a
better idea and of cos more convincing when i do the presentation..
but when we are abt to start.. our tutor told us that we hav to every1
present at least some parts.. so tt she can allocate some individual
pts.. how's tt for double blow? fortunately.. the ppt done by me..
has 4 parts.. and juz now.. each of one takes one.. well.. i would say
the overall presentation was rather good.. and i tink our grp is the
only grp to hav simple UI of our application done out and explained to
our tutor.. and aft the whole presentation.. she seems to quite like
our idea.. and she mentioned the SMS feature which we will be doing
as a good innovative feature.. so.. fingers crossed.. i hope we get an
A?

changed new song again..
Toro - Bao Feng Yu
those in love now will nv agree on tis song..
well.. its all abt personal opinion..
enjoy..

pretty tired aft my failed Napfa.. tt's all for today..

Monday Blues

as usual, or shld i say expected.. it rain again..
was woken by a call from someone unexpected.. but
its a good call though.. if not i'm gg to be late
for school.. and its a stupid Monday.. only got 2
lessons.. and i finished at 2pm..

din even pay much attention to the only 2 lectures
i had.. and i tink i can forget abt gg to lectures
anymore.. cos i'm like there jus for the attendance
my soul was not there at all.. dunno where it went
too.. to play catching?

aft my classes.. i decided to go down bugis to get
my earphone for my discman.. got it at Sim Lim Sq
and it cost $16.. dunno if its cheap anot.. but its
Sony.. so i reckon its gd? and i got some empty CD-R
too.. got to start backing up my files.. my hard disk
space is getting low..

left ard 3:40pm and on my way back to bugis mrt.. i
saw Amanda.. but she din saw me.. gals are alys blur
or shld i say short-sighted? got home ard 4:15pm..
and the same routine continues.. online.. slack..
eat.. watch some tv.. and now.. blogging..

and if you notice.. i jus got a dog clock on my right
see the dog wails its tail..

tml is gg to be a long day for me.. lessons from early
morning to 6pm.. sianzzzzzzzz.... and my Napfa is
tis thursday.. sure fail.. i'm expecting to hav a
retest for it.. pray hard i managed to get 11:40 and
below..

Thought for the day:
Anger is just a letter short of Danger.

Anger leads to danger? i suppose it means tt danger
starts when someone is in bad mood? well, nthing is
right or wrong in tis world.. so.. jus let your
thoughts run wide on wad the above statement means..
share them below if you wish to...

Cold, windy, heartless 2005?

its been raining alot these few days.. hardly u get a day it
didn't rain a drop.. is the heaven crying? does it spell tt
its gg to be a wet year ahead? or its jus the monsoon period?
cold, windy.. and maybe heartless? the death toll for the
Tsunami victims is ever growing each day.. hope things will
come to an end soon.. bless humanity...

went out today with my gang.. to PS.. for a lunch at the Cafe
Cartel.. and as expected.. none turned up on time.. suppose to
meet at 11am.. and the last guy came at 12:45pm.. how's tt for
late? and i was too.. suppose to meet Crys at 10:45am downstairs
but i got there at 10:50am.. sorry Crys.. and pai seh for you
to be waiting.. must hav wasted petrol.. Crys: bring the bill
to rick will do.. haha..

i had the grill chicken with spagetti, the spagetti is bad man
too dry.. serving wasn't tt great too.. but the bread kept me
overall quite full.. and rick had his 'virgin' signature for
his debit card.. and i made a quick inspection for tt when he's
paying.. and like wad i told him.. make tt the start of many
more to come.. aft our lunch.. we decided to move on to hav some
games of pool.. and Crys left first..

there's a huge jam all the way to orchard road.. we decided to
take a cab down to Cuppage but the driver wad kind enough to told
us tt the jam will take us half an hour.. thus we decided to
change to the Selegie Complex.. and guess wad? its closed.. so
we went down to Paradiz Center.. not to collect 4D winnings..
jus as we wished to too..

its been a long time since i touched the cue and the green dirty
mat.. hav some games and won some.. not bad aft losing touch
of it for some time ald.. the billard game was nt worth mentioning
cos i jus cant aim with small hole and small balls.. i prefer 'big'
u noe? (dun tink otherwise!) and nt forgetting.. spent some time at
the arcade.. wad to do? back to the good old days of arcade..

after tt.. i went down to Chinatown to get some tarts.. and tis
time i took juz 5-10mins to get it.. comparing to the 1st time i
went down to get it.. its a 50mins difference.. yes.. i took 1hr
the 1st time.. walked almost the whole of Chinatown.. and i tink
i ald got the virtual map of Chinatown in the back of my mind..
too bad the weather is too cold.. the tarts are mostly cold..
if not it shld taste better..

got home in a super hungry mode.. waited ard 20mins for the stupid
159.. and the driver is so 'fast'.. had my dinner and before i noe
it.. its ald 8pm.. wad a long day i had.. and i haven even check
wad's on my timetable for my lessons tml.. dunno if i hav tutorials
anot.. hack.. tml morning den see.. my bro's gf got some buns and
cakes from Crystal Jade bakery.. didn't try them before.. and aft
i tried it.. no offence to you Kristin.. it wasn't tt great.. normal
ba.. hope it doesn't cost a bomb.. but i'm sure my parents will be
pleased wit tt.. and of cos my tarts.. hope they like it too..

jus changed to a old song by Jay.. ai qing xuan ya.. Love's cliff..
tt would be the direct translation of it.. dunno why i decided to
change my song to tis too.. something tt relates to wad i'm feeling
now? i oso dunno.. take tt as my instinct to change to tis...
enjoy it..

Thought for the day:
Is it true that when you faced near death, or see someone very close
to you dying infront of you, that's when you see the true value of
life? and that you appreciate things around you better?

take a look at the tree nearest to your house.. hav you ever take a
second look at it? when its gone.. tt's only when you will realised
its no longer there.. and you will start to figure out how tall it
was, how broad it was.. but you will never get to see it again....

tt's how fragile life can be....

Deadly Tsunami

2004 is certified dead

Happy new year.. Happy 2005.. New year resolutions?
For me, get a new life? i dunno oso.. well, if you
guys hav some.. be sure to write them aft this post
at the comments.. share the joy and bless humanity.