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Sianz.... stuCk at home on FRIDAY.. cannot go work no income sah..... den later going out with my friends aso cannopt go.. my keys with my dad.. so clumsy sah mi.. i yo... hum...... have to sian at home whole day liao... sian........................... later going back to sleep.. actually not bad la can sleep mroe ma but den.... kao.. no money sah..... haiz...... not enuff money le la.. i go money le la.. den all the presents must cut cut cut..... sianzzzzzzzzzzzz........ haizzzzzzzzzzzzz

my day

heehee.... today i go work work till beri tired onli eat at lunch sah.. den go home sleep den go the temple thing eat.. yum yum..*** heehee.. yesterday go out with yanliang n my didi fun sah. although iz all walking n walking all around suntec n xplanade la.. heehee.... then they beri lame mi say go eat food court they dunch wan den walk all around n around int he end also go eat food court.. lol.. den dirnk the drink mi drink coke den the cap spoil den yanliang dunno do wad go po0ke 3 2pid holes sah.. lol... so funnie.. haha.. den we go eat the strawberry.. go out with my didi fun sah.. haha. wonder who iz my didi?? haha iz cheryn la.. lolx den we go walk xplanade wor.. so dun den i got them to clarke quay n won a meal. heehee.. poor didi hav to follow mi walk.,. heehee although she beri tired le.. so fun sah tat day.. lata must write in my diary sah.. heeehee.. mi n aso beri fan.. cos wanan buy bike for my dear dear but it seemed too xensive sah.. haizzzz den my pay out have to buy his present den my bill den reborn den other people's rpresent n christmas... n my dise man n my cd... wah no $$ le wor.. sianz.... must plan.. from today onwards dunch eat n spent outside mney sah m going save my pocket money le.. sad sad.... =(

touching story..... buying time

>>Buying Time
>>
>>The man came home from work late again, tired and irritated, to
>>find his 5 year old son waiting for him at the door.
>>
>>"Daddy, may I ask you a question?" "Yeah, sure, what is it?"
>>replied the man.
>>
>>"Daddy, how much money do you make an hour?" "That's none of your
>>business! What makes you ask such a thing?" the man said angrily.
>>
>>"I just want to know. Please tell me, how much do you make an
>>hour?" pleaded the little boy.
>>
>>"If you must know, I make $20.00 an hour."
>>
>>"Oh," the little boy replied, head bowed. Looking up, he said,
>>"Daddy, may I borrow $10.00 please?"
>>
>>The father was furious. "If the only reason you wanted to know how
>>much money I make is just so you can borrow some to buy a silly toy
>>or some other nonsense, then you march yourself straight to your
>>room and go to bed. Think about why you're being so selfish. I work
>>long, hard hours everyday and don't have time for such childish
>>games."
>>
>>The little boy quietly went to his room and shut the door.
>>
>>The man sat down and started to get even madder about the little
>>boy's questioning. How dare he ask such questions only to get some
>>money. After an hour or so, the man had calmed down, and started to
>>think he may have been a little hard on his son. Maybe there was
>>something he really needed to buy with that $10.00, and he really
>>didn't ask for money very often. The man went to the door of the
>>little boy's room and opened the door.
>>
>>"Are you asleep son?" he asked.
>>
>>"No daddy, I'm awake," replied the boy.
>>
>>"I've been thinking, maybe I was too hard on you earlier," said the
>>man. "It's been a long day and I took my aggravation out on you.
>>Here's that $10.00 you asked for."
>>
>>The little boy sat straight up, beaming. "Oh, thank you daddy!" he
>>yelled. Then, reaching under his pillow, he pulled out some more
>>crumpled up bills.
>>
>>The man, seeing that the boy already had money, started to get
>>angry again. The little boy slowly counted out his money, then
>>looked up at the man.
>>
>>"Why did you want more money if you already had some?" the father
>>grumbled.
>>
>>"Because I didn't have enough, but now I do," the little boy
>>replied.
>>
>>"Daddy, I have $20.00 now. Can I buy an hour of your time?"

touching story..... father's eyes

>>Father's Eyes
>>
>>Bob Richards, the former pole-vault champion, shares a moving story
>>about a skinny young boy who loved football with all his heart.
>>Practice after practice, he eagerly gave everything he had. But
>>being half the size of the other boys, he got absolutely nowhere.
>>At all the games, this hopeful athlete sat on the bench and hardly
>>ever played. This teenager lived alone with his father, and the two
>>of them had a very special relationship.
>>
>>Even though the son was always on the bench, his father was always
>>in the stands cheering. He never missed a game. This young man was
>>still the smallest of the class when he entered high school. But
>>his father continued to encourage him but also made it very clear
>>that he did not have to play football if he didn't want to. But the
>>young man loved football and decided to hang in there. He was
>>determined to try his best at every practice, and perhaps he'd get
>>to play when he became a senior.
>>
>>All through high school he never missed a practice nor a game but
>>remained a bench-warmer all four years. His faithful father was
>>always in the stands, always with words of encouragement for him.
>>
>>When the young man went to college, he decided to try out for the
>>football team as a "walk-on." Everyone was sure he could never make
>>the cut, but he did. The coach admitted that he kept him on the
>>roster because he always puts his heart and soul to every practice,
>>and at the same time, provided the other members with the spirit
>>and hustle they badly needed.
>>
>>The news that he had survived the cut thrilled him so much that he
>>rushed to the nearest phone and called his father. His father
>>shared his excitement and was sent season tickets for all the
>>college games. This persistent young athlete never missed practice
>>during his four years at college, but he never got to play in a
>>game.
>>
>>It was the end of his senior football season, and as he trotted
>>onto the practice field shortly before the big playoff game, the
>>coach met him with a telegram. The young man read the telegram and
>>he became deathly silent.
>>
>>Swallowing hard, he mumbled to the coach, "My father died this
>>morning. Is it all right if I miss practice today?" The coach put
>>his arm gently around his shoulder and said, "Take the rest of the
>>week off, son. And don't even plan to come back to the game on
>>Saturday."
>>
>>Saturday arrived, and the game was not going well. In the third
>>quarter, when the team was ten points behind, a silent young man
>>quietly slipped into the empty locker room and put on his football
>>gear. As he ran onto the sidelines, the coach and his players were
>>astounded to see their faithful teammate back so soon. "Coach,
>>please let me play. I've just got to play today," said the young
>>man. The coach pretended not to hear him. There was no way he
>>wanted is worst player in this close playoff game.
>>
>>But the young man persisted, and finally feeling sorry for the kid,
>>the coach gave in. "All right," he said. "You can go in." Before
>>long, the coach, the players and everyone in the stands could not
>>believe their eyes. This little unknown, who had never played
>>before was doing everything right. The opposing team could not stop
>>him. He ran, he passed, blocked, and tackled like a star.
>>
>>His team began to triumph. The score was soon tied. In the closing
>>seconds of the game, this kid intercepted a pass and ran all the
>>way for the winning touchdown. The fans broke loose. His teammates
>>hoisted him onto their shoulders. Such cheering you never heard.
>>
>>Finally, after the stands had emptied and the team had showered and
>>left the locker room, the coach noticed that this young man was
>>sitting quietly in the corner all alone. The coach came to him and
>>said, "Kid, I can't believe it. You were fantastic! Tell me what
>>got into you? How did you do it?"
>>
>>He looked at the coach, with tears in his eyes, and said, "Well,
>>you knew my dad died, but did you know that my dad was blind?" The
>>young man swallowed hard and forced a smile, "Dad came to all my
>>games, but today was the first time he could see me play, and I
>>wanted to show him I could do it!"

touching story..... keep on singing

>>Keep On Singing
>>
>>Like any good mother, when Karen found out that another baby was on
>>the way, she did what she could to help her 3-year-old son,
>>Michael, prepare for a new sibling.
>>
>>They find out that the new baby is going to be a girl, and day
>>after day, night after night, Michael sings to his sister in
>>Mommy's tummy.
>>
>>The pregnancy progresses normally for Karen, an active member of
>>the Panther Creek United Methodist Church in Morristown, Tennessee.
>>Then the labor pains come. Every five minutes, every minute. But
>>complications arise during delivery. Hours of labor. Would a
>>C-section be required?
>>
>>Finally, Michael's little sister is born. But she is in serious
>>condition. With siren howling in the night, the ambulance rushes
>>the infant to the neonatal intensive care unit at St. Mary's
>>Hospital, Knoxville, Tennessee. The days inch by. The little girl
>>gets worse. The pediatric specialist tells the parents, "There is
>>very little hope. Be prepared for the worst."
>>
>>Karen and her husband contact a local cemetery about a burial plot.
>>They have fixed up a special room in their home for the new baby
>>now they plan a funeral. Michael, keeps begging his parents to let
>>him see his sister, "I want to sing to her," he says.
>>
>>Week two in intensive care. It looks as if a funeral will come
>>before the week is over. Michael keeps nagging about singing to his
>>sister, but kids are never allowed in Intensive Care. But Karen
>>makes up her mind. She will take Michael whether they like it or
>>not. If he doesn't see his sister now, he may never see her alive.
>>
>>She dresses him in an oversized scrub suit and marches him into
>>ICU. He looks like a walking laundry basket, but the head nurse
>>recognizes him as a child and bellows, "Get that kid out of here
>>now! No children are allowed. The mother rises up strong in Karen,
>>and the usually mild-mannered lady glares steel-eyed into the head
>>nurse's face, her lips a firm line.
>>
>>"He is not leaving until he sings to his sister!"
>>
>>Karen tows Michael to his sister's bedside. He gazes at the tiny
>>infant losing the battle to live. And he begins to sing. In the
>>pure hearted voice of a 3-year-old, Michael sings:
>>
>>"You are my sunshine, my only sunshine, you make me happy when
>>skies are gray..."
>>
>>Instantly the baby girl responds. The pulse rate becomes calm and
>>steady.
>>
>>Keep on singing, Michael.
>>
>>"You never know, dear, how much I love you, Please don't take my
>>sunshine away..."
>>
>>The ragged, strained breathing becomes as smooth as a kitten's
>>purr.
>>
>>Keep on singing, Michael.
>>
>>"The other night, dear, as I lay sleeping, I dreamed I held you in
>>my arms..."
>>
>>Michael's little sister relaxes as rest, healing rest, seems to
>>sweep over her.
>>
>>Keep on singing, Michael.
>>
>>Tears conquer the face of the bossy head nurse. Karen glows.
>>
>>"You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. Please don't, take my
>>sunshine away."
>>
>>Funeral plans are scrapped. The next day, the very next day, the
>>little girl is well enough to go home! Woman's Day magazine called
>>it "the miracle of a brother's song." The medical staff just called
>>it a miracle. Karen called it a miracle of God's love!
>>
>>
>>Never give up on the people you love.

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today work whole day.. sian.. but release early den beri good.. hehez.. eh.. den my computer yesterday ok le.. all thanks to johnny.. wah.. his computer skills powerful sah.. lol.. so clever. next time wan like him so clever.. lol.. heehee.. den today actually wan go swimming one.. den last minute all bo steady den mi beri angry.. forget it wor.. dunch go dunch go lor.. next time i dunch so steady liao.. nevermind one.. lol. =p boring at home.. dear dear working sah.. den later i call him talk lor when he going home.. hehee... heng tomorrow never work sah.. so tired sah.,. everyday work lik that.. den no time meet mi dear also.. he jobless so long le today he go interview tha job evonne intro to him.. hope he can get in bah.. c he lik no money lik that beri ke lian.. sad also mi c him like that.. =( haiyo... o la.. happy can use computer leee.... kekezz lurve piggy** muacks~